Aku Menang!

Senang banget rasanya jadi pemenang. Berapa waktu lalu ikut lomba menulis yg diselenggarakan oracle foundation. Aku n 2 temen nulis ttg budaya. Judul karyanya, 'Manusia, Teknologi, dan Tradisi'. Keren kan??? hehehe... bercanda... :P

Buatan kita tuh layout nya simple bgt. Warna font aja ga pake. Orang lain punya ada pake efek highlight lah, dll dh pokoknya. Tpi ga tau jg sih isinya gmn...

Trus kan kita dikasih tahu jadi finalis, so, kita pada seneng bgt, mungkin bs menang. Wah gila bgt kan, orang pilihannya dari ratusan tim!

Tanggal 17 Mei 2010, hari senin. Pas lagi pelajaran kimia ttg koloid, aku dan temen2 berangkat ke Binus Univ. Kampus Anggrek untuk datang ke acara penghargaannya. Saat itu, kami masih blm tahu siapa pemenangnya.

Di lomba ini, pemenang diambil berdasar kategori, dan ada yg khusus sih, kyk yg innovative, cuma aku ga dpt yg kls berat gitu. Itu, mah bisa gila... Org guru pembimbingnya bukan yg model2 penelitian gitu.

Trus, begitu bagian budaya dan mc nya bilang:

"SMA BUNDA HATI KUDUS!!!!" trus, nyebutin mulain dari namaku dan kmdn yg lain.

Kita bertiga langsung teriak. Orang2 ga nyangka bahwa anak tampang diam kyk kami bertiga bs menang. Mereka cengok sesaat.... huehuehuehuehue...

Feel it, the wrath of Chelsea... oopppsss... sorry, joking cuy!

Gila, kamera 12,2 mp, modem flash 500 rb, pulsa 100 rb. Emang bisa beli sendiri, tp kl dapet karena jerih payah sendiri kan lbh enak... ini hasil usaha gw...

O ya, dpt medali n piala jg...mantap!!!

Yg ga nyangka berita nya sgt tersebar di sekolah, beberapa guru ngasih selamat ke aku, dan aku sampai kaget waktu suster ngasih profinciat ke aku... gile, berapa kali gw dpt, bru kli ini dikasih penghargaan. Biarpun cuma kata2, tp itu bnr2 berpengaruh ke aku... (sok sensitif). Bukannya gila penghargaan. Tapi, selama ini aku berusaha, tp semua org hanya melihat kl usaha itu sia2, dan skrg aku buktikan bahwa selama ini aku bisa, dan aku beserta teman2 berhasil memasukkan nama sekolah kami ke dlm koran, parahnya ga ad nama kami. Harusnya kan nama kami yg masuk, tp gpp, it's okay. ini joking doank loh, yg bilang ttg nama gw hrs msk koran. Gw kan ga gila penghargaan, so just never mind it.

AHHH,,, SENANGNYA MENANG. Beberapa kali menang, tapi baru kali ini aku jadi nomor SATU!!!!

(*kl mau liat kyk apa karya tulisnya, just contact me!*)

The Last Meeting

It's been a year since the time when the first time we met in 2b1, our dearest class. I'm feeling uneasy, really uneasy to leave this class and take my exam card, and to leave all my dearest friends.

At first, I don't like many of them, I don't even know some of them, but now I know, and I love all of them. I got few good friends, and got closer to my old friends.

I changed because of the trust that was given to me by a teacher. And I felt down, when the other teachers looked down upon me. But, that has changed, they didn't look down upon me right now. They know that I can, they know that I won't give up even though I can't.

I had some problems with few friends, and there's one that I thought a big problem, but actually is not. Then, I reconciled with all my dearest friends.

Today, when heard what my teacher said, I heard her advises us to move on and to be happy, and to stay close to each other. It pains me so much. I tried to hold myself back, but I can't.

My chest was in pain.

I remember the last task for English lesson. Singing. Each of us sing a song in a group of two. There's many that can sing well, and many that are funny to watch because of their stage act. Hearing their voice made me asked God, "Can you give me a few minutes???"

God said, "If you want any minutes, just stay in this class for another year...." I laughed at God's comment and said, "No, I should go on."

Then, God nodded at me and gave me a smile.

Today, our exam cards were given to each of us. My hands trembled when I received it, this is the end, I thought. I took a very deep breath and took the card from he teacher.

Yeah, the show must go on. If we should part our ways, now is the right time to do it. I can only hope that someday we shall meet again, maybe....