Jedidiah

It's weekend again and I wonder why time flies so fast.. Everything we have would probably fly as the time does.. I don't know what I need to kill this anxiety. I feel lyk my mind is overloaded.. Maybe I need to take a 365 day sleep but when I wake up at the 365th day I would find myself stay in the same situation.. nothing changes coz I've run away from the life challenge and opportunity. I know I cant skip the rocky ways of my life, yet I've got to keep moving. I wonder how I could find the solution for my complicated relationship-- a relationship with no prospect (that's what some of my friends say), whether I should keep walking in my ignorance of any 'broken heart's possibility' or I quit today with the fact that I would cry a lot for uncounted days with the guilt of hurting him. I hate those options.. I hate them. If there's something that can help me to forget this matter it's all about my struggle for the scholarship this year. Yu

It's been three days after my friend passed away and I am still wondering why it could happen. I used to strengthen her to face all things but today I have to strengthen my own self for the loss. Though I didn't really understand why God decided to take her back, I believe it's only because of love. God took her back home coz He loves her more than I do. One of my close friends still cannot accept this fact. She is crying a lot and keeps asking me why God did it to our friend. I know I can never give an answer that satisfies her, only God can do by the running of time.. yeah we all will understand one day. I've missed her so much and have wished that I could turn the time so I could talk with her before she died.. Yet, I've missed that last chance. I wasn't there when she looked for me.. Every time I recall of that moment I can help crying. I wish I could be there that night... God gives, God takes... Glory be to God alone! In the deepest sadness of the lo

Happy valentine's day friends.. with whom have you spent this special day? (is it really a special day?!! hmmm, yeah many people say like that so I just follow them). I have many special days in my life and most of them I've spent with my best friends and students. Just like today, I have to teach as usual but what I love is that I am still teaching them. Being with them always makes me feel happy and alive.. yup I feel to be I am when I am teaching. So I've spent half of the day by teaching my kids at school and in Supertmath. Then I and my best friends went to Kupang (Pasar malam) for dinner. We finally had dinner together since the last time we did 2 years ago as the students of university. Tonight we are no longer students but teachers.:) and these are the best moments with my BFF that I've captured; Ongky and I two precious girls in my life ; Mawar and Steffi Steffi, the cutest. :)  chocolate milkshake... Our menu on Valentine; Sate, Baked

I have one of my favorite classes in Supermath and it's level 4. I like this class because it's a small class which consists of 3 primary students of grade 5. It doesn't mean I don't like teaching other big classes which consist of 16 students. No, I love those classes too as the students are always attractive and unique but I just love being in a small class. Teaching a small class means I can more easily understand my kids' characters and identify their needs. I can also know them personally and help them more intensely. Beside that I don't spend too much energy, moving from one table to another one just to ensure myself that none of my kids is left behind. lol. So, this afternoon I taught them. They all came in time and we had much fun in our class. We learnt Present perfect tense and then I helped them to do their homework. After that we played hangman and the last activity we did was taking pictures together. we posed crazily in different expressions. H

Syalomm... Tonight I finally decide to share my boring testimony. Actually I was inspired by one of the blogs that I follow--  Get Joy --. thank God for such a touching post she shared. sometimes I also feel the same. I don't testify very often. I only share testimony when I feel I want to. But I've just been reminded to share anything, including the things that I think might bore those who read or listen. It's not about what I share but what God can do through my testimony.   And here's mine.. I was born in a Christian family, raised by godly parents who had taught me how to pray since I was learning to talk. I remember the first time I raised my hands to lead the prayer in my Sunday school. I prayed "our Father's prayer' and my Sunday school teacher was very proud of me. I attended Sunday school regularly, learning about bible, about how God created the earth and the history of Israel, about Christ, how He died on the cross for me. I learnt it all in