Jedidiah

and the hard working days have just begun.. I start working at school at 7.30 and finish at 2.30 yet still have 1 hour 30 minutes extra class for grade 12 students in order to prepare them for national exam. I arrive home at about 4.30 and prepare for teaching in Supermath at 5. the last class in Supermath finishes at 7.30 so if I count the time I spend for teaching, the total time is 13 hours meaning that I only have 11 hours off.. lol.. am I a workaholic?? I dont know.. I just enjoy doing this coz when I started thinking for getting another extra job I had considered this. Now there's no need to feel sorry but facing the days ahead. huff...sometimes I feel so exhausted but when I think about my dream, I know it's so much lighter than the days before me.. the days in University for getting my master of teaching must be a little bit harder than the 13 hours working. I believe God is preparing me for those days, that's why He let me face these days today.. since ther

There’s no ‘the same Monday’ in your life! This has annoyed me since my friend and I chatted yesterday after a class in Supermath. She said, why the days in a week are only Monday to Sunday.. why should people repeat the names of days after a week passes by? Why dont they name other days for another week ahead? From her question, implicitely I found her own reason why she questioned that way... it’s all about repitition. She just wanted to tell her thought that she doesn’t like repitition or in the other word, I can assume that she’s trapped into a boring routine and that’s why she finds life boring by doing the same things every Monday, every Tuesday, or every any other day.. Then I contemplate her question when I went to bed. Is my life merely a repitition? Do we only find the same thing everyday? Then, as usual I answer my own question that I used to see life as my friend does. Yes, I used to be like that. I used to think that there was nothing special when you start a new day but

Days at school are always interesting for me... :) lately I've been kinda busy preparing 50 questions of multiple choice for mid-term test. while typing the questions I say a little prayer that my students can answer all the questions.. hahaha.. I know maybe some of them might find it difficult coz they ever told me that they didn't really like English -- but they dont hate-- so I do really hope that at least only few of them take remedial test or if it's possible then none will do remedial test. by the way, my application to Supertmath had been confirmed and after having gone through certain stages of selection, by the grace of the LORD I was selected. But, it doesn't stop at this part coz what really makes me glad is that my best friend--Mawar--was also successful. now both of us work together in the afternoon as English instructors in Supermath. it really pleases me since we ever did the same test and I was alone selected, though finally I decided not continuing t

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Do you measure the kindness of the LORD through your success and failure??? if yes, then you have to read this post.. This evening I went to visit the family of my friend who had passed away. As Christian we always have a comforting fellowship in the funeral home.. the servant of God shared the Word of God and what really touches me is when he said 'do not measure the kindness of the LORD through success and failure coz you will never ever understand. Yes, I agree with him.. sometimes I measure His kindness in this way. when I am successful I'll be joyfully praising Him and testify His goodness in my life. however, when I face failure I will question His love to me.. what I've done-you or anyone-- though we dont realize it, we've brought ourselves to the state of being ignorant and it's the most foolish thing we've ever thought. why is it so??? just some verses I'm gonna share tonight, maybe you've heard about it many times but if you never the

A teacher is a guardian angel :) Life has been so hectic for me recently... I've been experiencing the real life of being a teacher and it's definitely interesting yet challenging.  As English teacher in Mercusuar, I dont merely teach English but I am also the guardian teacher or sometimes people call 'homeroom teacher' or here in our school we call 'class supervisor' for the grade 10-1 students. Being a class supervisor makes me become a mom for them so everything that happens to them at school is my responsibility.  during the last two weeks I've been twisted by several things; the complaints of some teachers that teach my kids in grade 10-1. they told me that some of them didn't pass the daily test and the other complain about my kids who didn't submit homework.   one of my kids-a boy-  got involved  a fighting with the students from 11th grade, one grade higher than him. Because of this mistake he was almost dropped out from school.. Thank

If we never get unified then how can we be strong??? that was just a simple thought when I was in elementary school learning about Indonesian history. at that time my teacher gave me this analogy to make us understand how important it is to be unified..she said 'as one palm leaf rib can never move any trash if it is not bonded into a broom so we-Indonesian couldn't fight against colonialism if we are not unified." and I still even always agree for this statement. :) my country consists of so many islands with various cultures and religions. some people think those variety make us rich yet still other racist and fanatic think of it as a big problem. Today, something has just happened here in my beloved nation. It is quite embarrassing till I ever thought of being reborn in other country.. After experiencing peace for some years this nation comes back to its stupid--very stupid--action. for the very stupid reason they fight for culture and religion. yeah... the tragedy

so...it's a long long story of our friendship.... being recorded by  ArFi Wohangara  thanks 4 image viewing.. :)

Sometimes, posting your feeling (including anger) on Facebook will just show the incapability of yourself in solving your own problem.. this is today's worth lesson for me.. I always post whatever I feel on Facebook if I am online. I never think about other's response coz for me I'll get more relieved when I read other comments which are not related to the context of my status. It really amuses me that I dont have time to think about my anger or problems.  Nevertheless I never think about other's feeling, especially those whom my status refer to.. and this time it's about the one I love. yup, yesterday I was a little bit angry with him so I wrote something on my wall that is only understood by two of us. I never thought that it would hurt him.. No, I never thought before coz I just wanted to make myself relieved.  Today, after he read he called me and poured out all his feeling, about how that post had really annoyed him. I was stubborn at first. I did not want

and these are the other pics on the beach behind Teluk Kupang restaurant... just click the image for full preview.. :p