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Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Learning from reality


this afternoon, i went to my old school to return some book to Mr.Yo. I decided to go after babel class. First, i planned to go with my roomate, but actually she was still having an MPKT class at 12.30pm. So, i made a decision to go alone by myself.

i went to bsd by *KOPAJA* . hehe .. (sombong..) actually this is my first time went home by bus and alone.At first i was scared but i tried to make myself sure that i have to tried the other things in my life. Not always a life with comfortable house, good car, driver, and a lot of comfort things. I know that people always like comfort stuff , but i do sure that sometimes , we can't grow up and be mature with all th comfort stuff.

i arrived at my school at 2pm . A little too late from my first plan. [ hhahha..sampe aja udah untung ] My friends used to ask me to be absent at babel class actually . But i don't think that's good. Ow God, mid term test coming soon !! I don't think that i have bravery to be absent in babel class. I feel so tired there. But i was so happy because i meet 2 of my best friends in highschool . They asked me to get lunch and i said yes. We went to WTC and got some meal. There was nothing special with that kind of lunch . We just ate and laughed like we usually do . But after finishing our lunch and decided to go back home , i saw something special.

it was so special for me.

I saw a man that i used to call him satpam . =) he's not cute , good looking , or whatever it is . But i saw him help one nanny to get down by escalator. He hold her hands and accompanied her untill he sure that her saved.

it's so simple , right ? But i haven't seen it for a long---long time. Find someone that still caring other people is my pleasure. I learned something from him. It's not about his job that insist him to help people. But it is about his care. Care to other people whoever he/she is .We had educated since we were a child. Our parents "insist" us to go to school. Suppported us for always doing the best and getting the 1st place at class. we succeed to graduate from elementary, junior, and senior high school and come to university . But at last, we have to realize that knowledge without heart is nothing.

People can get a lot of money by being a workaholic. People can make a lot of project that can make them rich by learning a lot of knowledge. But if they are a corruptor ? if they are hurt someone's live ? They will be nothing at all. I'm sure that the man who helped the nanny had never wished to be a *satpam*. I'm sure that he wants to be more. But , i saw something within him. He didn't have a lot of knowledge, but he had a big heart. Big heart that can make someone's smile.



Life is about choose and decide. Having a lot of chance will be nothing if we're not taking the right one for us.
Not only the right one to make us happy, but also to make other's happy



9.45pm . my lovely house.
october 11,06. *happy bday , ara*
love u much

with logic and heart
7:51 AM



Comments:
waaahh... nice word of wisdom u have there.. :D
btw punya id YM? mine's : quaffleduck
 
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i accepted all the good and bad things in my life as simple as i love my world and my life . Walking down this way with strong heart and always try to stand on my idealism. Love to sing , making friends , and change to better and better everyday. Love to work and believe that experience is the best teacher. I love photography, colourful things, civil rights, and loving God for each time in my life



my dream

Being an activist
fight for civil rights
help others and smile together


Meet Hugo Chaves
spending time in one special moment
coz there's too much too ask him
how to make Venezuela people only pay about Rp 350,00 per liter in gas station


Talk with Jesus
Make Him believe that i love Him so much


Travelling around the world
so I know that life is too beautiful to be regreted


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