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Apr 23, 2010

My Condolence



It's one day already after her death. I still cannot believe that fact in front of my eyes. I still cannot accept the destiny that Allah decided for her and for me. Her words and her promise are still clearly enough on my mind.


The person who I am talking about is Bu Yulinar. She was my previous teacher when I was at Junior High School. She is also my neighbour and the best friend of my mother. My mother and I were very close to her. And the bad news that I got yesterday made me crazy.


It was started when My Uda rang me up and he said he got a call from his student said that Bu Yulinar has passed away. I was very shocked whenever I heard that bad news. I couldn't imagine and believe that she has gone. She was fine so far. She didn't have any serious sickness before I came here. That bad news was an unbelievable news for me.


At that time I really want to scream and complain to Allah. I really didn't accept His deciision. That was an unacceptable decision for me.


Up to now, I still remember what she promised me. Whenever I rang my parents up, I talked to her. She said she would wait for me and asked me to go back home as soon as possible. She promised to attend my wedding day as that day would be a happy day for her as well. But the fact, she didn't keep her promise. She has gone. Yes, she has gone.


Whenever I got this bad news, I was thinking of my mom. I was certainly knew that my mom would be very shocked receiving this bad news. And my feeling was right as last nighy my mother rang me up and she said she was still confused of loosing a best friend. My mom, Bu Yulinar and Bu Zurmi were best friends. At the mosque nearby my house, the Jama'ah called them "3 Dara" as they were always together.


Well, I think I sould try to accept this difficult destiny. I am pretty sure that this is the best decision for her. And I have forgiven her not being able to keep her promise to me. Moreover, by staying and crying in my room for the whole day are not a good thing to do. Thus, from now on, I will try to stop crying and try to realize that Allah has given the best decision for her and there will be a lesson beyond this. Even though it is still hard to let her go, I will always pray for her and remember her advice for me. Always...



May you rest in peace Bu Yulinar, my beloved teacher...
I will keep your smile, your laugh and your advice in here, in my heart...
May Allah give the best place for you and give His Jannah as your last home...
aaammiiin..


It's one day already after her death. I still cannot believe that fact in front of my eyes. I still cannot accept the destiny that Allah decided for her and for me. Her words and her promise are still clearly enough on my mind.


The person who I am talking about is Bu Yulinar. She was my previous teacher when I was at Junior High School. She is also my neighbour and the best friend of my mother. My mother and I were very close to her. And the bad news that I got yesterday made me crazy.


It was started when My Uda rang me up and he said he got a call from his student said that Bu Yulinar has passed away. I was very shocked whenever I heard that bad news. I couldn't imagine and believe that she has gone. She was fine so far. She didn't have any serious sickness before I came here. That bad news was an unbelievable news for me.


At that time I really want to scream and complain to Allah. I really didn't accept His deciision. That was an unacceptable decision for me.


Up to now, I still remember what she promised me. Whenever I rang my parents up, I talked to her. She said she would wait for me and asked me to go back home as soon as possible. She promised to attend my wedding day as that day would be a happy day for her as well. But the fact, she didn't keep her promise. She has gone. Yes, she has gone.


Whenever I got this bad news, I was thinking of my mom. I was certainly knew that my mom would be very shocked receiving this bad news. And my feeling was right as last nighy my mother rang me up and she said she was still confused of loosing a best friend. My mom, Bu Yulinar and Bu Zurmi were best friends. At the mosque nearby my house, the Jama'ah called them "3 Dara" as they were always together.


Well, I think I sould try to accept this difficult destiny. I am pretty sure that this is the best decision for her. And I have forgiven her not being able to keep her promise to me. Moreover, by staying and crying in my room for the whole day are not a good thing to do. Thus, from now on, I will try to stop crying and try to realize that Allah has given the best decision for her and there will be a lesson beyond this. Even though it is still hard to let her go, I will always pray for her and remember her advice for me. Always...



May you rest in peace Bu Yulinar, my beloved teacher...
I will keep your smile, your laugh and your advice in here, in my heart...
May Allah give the best place for you and give His Jannah as your last home...
aaammiiin..

Apr 15, 2010

It's Thursday!!!

Owh well, I know it's Thursday. The important thing is, after today's class I have no more classes 'til next Wednesday... *yeyyy*

This morning I got up earlier than usual,had shower and went to the library. Surprisingly, I was the third person who came to this postgrad room hahaha.. cool!!!

Every time I come to this room, it is already full of other students and all of the computers have been occupied. Or might be it is still early in the morning hahaha..

All rite then, it's reading time. Should focus on my reading now as it was the reason why I came here this early morning.

FOCUS ON YOUR READINGS YANTI!!! AND DO NOT OPEN YOUR FACEBOOK'S PAGE!!! >.<
Owh well, I know it's Thursday. The important thing is, after today's class I have no more classes 'til next Wednesday... *yeyyy*

This morning I got up earlier than usual,had shower and went to the library. Surprisingly, I was the third person who came to this postgrad room hahaha.. cool!!!

Every time I come to this room, it is already full of other students and all of the computers have been occupied. Or might be it is still early in the morning hahaha..

All rite then, it's reading time. Should focus on my reading now as it was the reason why I came here this early morning.

FOCUS ON YOUR READINGS YANTI!!! AND DO NOT OPEN YOUR FACEBOOK'S PAGE!!! >.<

Apr 13, 2010

Kacang yang lupa kulitnya

Well, I wrote "kacang yang lupa kulitnya" as the title because I don't know what the English is hahaha...

Begini ceritanya..
Today, I had appointment with my best friend at Menzies Building. I don't want to mention his name as people who read this blog would be able to identify who he is *GR aja klo ada yg baca blog aneh ini hahahaha*. We had fantastic discussion, discussed about my course, the lecturers (whether they are racist too or not), and my assignment.

On the middle of our conversation, he said that he was sad because of someone did not communicate with him anymore. Pretending that her name is A and she is a female. And we know the person whom we talked about and absolutely I know what exactly happened *might be*. His implicit words convey his dissatisfaction or dissapointed feeling to A and it seemed to me that A just contacted him when she needed him. Whenever my friend has already helped her and she succeed, A forgot what my friend has done to her.

Then, my friend said, "I don't know why she didn't contact me anymore. maybe she hates me.." and I spoke over him and said, "No, that's impossible. Might be she is busy preparing documents to come here". At that time I didn't want to talk a lot as I didn't want to create another problem within them. After that, he changed the discussion and came back to our previous discussion.

For me, he is not only a best friend, but also a teacher and advisor. Thus, I really respect him. However, one thing that makes me dissapointed is the way people approach him whenever they need his help. After getting what they want, they are gone like the wind. This kind of attitude will give bad stereotype to other Indonesian people or students. There will be bad image of Indonesian people as people who cannot show their gratitude towards someone's help.

I don't know what to say, but I feel pity for my friend and I feel dissapointed with A. She is like kacang yang lupa kulitnya or we could say like a peanut who forgets the skin hahahaha.. *what a silly translation*. Therefore, I promise to myself that I would not do the same thing as A did and promise to keep in touch with him even though I have graduated from this campus.
Well, I wrote "kacang yang lupa kulitnya" as the title because I don't know what the English is hahaha...

Begini ceritanya..
Today, I had appointment with my best friend at Menzies Building. I don't want to mention his name as people who read this blog would be able to identify who he is *GR aja klo ada yg baca blog aneh ini hahahaha*. We had fantastic discussion, discussed about my course, the lecturers (whether they are racist too or not), and my assignment.

On the middle of our conversation, he said that he was sad because of someone did not communicate with him anymore. Pretending that her name is A and she is a female. And we know the person whom we talked about and absolutely I know what exactly happened *might be*. His implicit words convey his dissatisfaction or dissapointed feeling to A and it seemed to me that A just contacted him when she needed him. Whenever my friend has already helped her and she succeed, A forgot what my friend has done to her.

Then, my friend said, "I don't know why she didn't contact me anymore. maybe she hates me.." and I spoke over him and said, "No, that's impossible. Might be she is busy preparing documents to come here". At that time I didn't want to talk a lot as I didn't want to create another problem within them. After that, he changed the discussion and came back to our previous discussion.

For me, he is not only a best friend, but also a teacher and advisor. Thus, I really respect him. However, one thing that makes me dissapointed is the way people approach him whenever they need his help. After getting what they want, they are gone like the wind. This kind of attitude will give bad stereotype to other Indonesian people or students. There will be bad image of Indonesian people as people who cannot show their gratitude towards someone's help.

I don't know what to say, but I feel pity for my friend and I feel dissapointed with A. She is like kacang yang lupa kulitnya or we could say like a peanut who forgets the skin hahahaha.. *what a silly translation*. Therefore, I promise to myself that I would not do the same thing as A did and promise to keep in touch with him even though I have graduated from this campus.

Apr 12, 2010

Stuart Hall's article

Owh dear... Hall's article of diaspora and this assignment are a bit confusing..
The lecturer asked the students to analyze the articles and connected it to our own experience and at the end she asked us to present it with the evidence. How do we present the evidence to the reader?? as it was the experience happened in the past??? what a confusing instruction. Thus, no matter what, I have to find what the "evidence" means and I'm still struggling on Hall's article. Hope I could finish it today so I could concentrate on other assignments...
Owh dear... Hall's article of diaspora and this assignment are a bit confusing..
The lecturer asked the students to analyze the articles and connected it to our own experience and at the end she asked us to present it with the evidence. How do we present the evidence to the reader?? as it was the experience happened in the past??? what a confusing instruction. Thus, no matter what, I have to find what the "evidence" means and I'm still struggling on Hall's article. Hope I could finish it today so I could concentrate on other assignments...

Apr 10, 2010

Language, identity, and cultural diaspora

One of my assignments is, analyze two journal articles of Stuart Hall by our own idea and supported by our own experience. Or it is called reflexive approach.

Language,identity and cultural diaspora are the topics of Stuart Hall on his journal articles. Those are journal articles that I read since this morning up to now. Fiuhhh.. the cultural diaspora's article is difficult to understand. I had read it several times but still could not get the main idea of it... and terribly, it affected my eyes. As the result, they refused to read the article hahaha..

Well, I am still struggling on this article. I have to!! It is not because the feeling of "like" but it is because of my study hahaha.. *kiddin' mate*
One of my assignments is, analyze two journal articles of Stuart Hall by our own idea and supported by our own experience. Or it is called reflexive approach.

Language,identity and cultural diaspora are the topics of Stuart Hall on his journal articles. Those are journal articles that I read since this morning up to now. Fiuhhh.. the cultural diaspora's article is difficult to understand. I had read it several times but still could not get the main idea of it... and terribly, it affected my eyes. As the result, they refused to read the article hahaha..

Well, I am still struggling on this article. I have to!! It is not because the feeling of "like" but it is because of my study hahaha.. *kiddin' mate*

My weekend


Alot of people spend the week end by hanging out, travelling, shopping, or jogging (absolutely that's not me hahaha). But what I am doing now is sitting on my bed, typing what I am doing now for my blog and finishing my assignments. I am in a good mood in doing my assignments and I don't know why my feeling is excited on this semester. Thus, I just want to stay in my room today eventhough it is not an appropriate place to study, as it is a comfortable place to sleep hahaha, but I have to, otherwise I would not be able to finish my assignment..

A cup of hot chocolate might be a good idea to start the weekend. Keep the spirit up, Yanti!!!! yey yey yeyyy!!!

Alot of people spend the week end by hanging out, travelling, shopping, or jogging (absolutely that's not me hahaha). But what I am doing now is sitting on my bed, typing what I am doing now for my blog and finishing my assignments. I am in a good mood in doing my assignments and I don't know why my feeling is excited on this semester. Thus, I just want to stay in my room today eventhough it is not an appropriate place to study, as it is a comfortable place to sleep hahaha, but I have to, otherwise I would not be able to finish my assignment..

A cup of hot chocolate might be a good idea to start the weekend. Keep the spirit up, Yanti!!!! yey yey yeyyy!!!

Busy busy busy busy...

This semester would be my last semester and it needs more attention from me. Moreover, the units in this semester are very interesting, challenging and one more thing, I never fall asleep in the class anymore hahaha... isn't that amazing???!!

After such a loooooooooong time, I will start writing again eventhough one sentence hahahaha...

All rite then, see you soooooon.. I have to pray shubuh now!! ^_^
This semester would be my last semester and it needs more attention from me. Moreover, the units in this semester are very interesting, challenging and one more thing, I never fall asleep in the class anymore hahaha... isn't that amazing???!!

After such a loooooooooong time, I will start writing again eventhough one sentence hahahaha...

All rite then, see you soooooon.. I have to pray shubuh now!! ^_^