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MY EDUCATION

(warning! The Jampoek Story)

When I was child. I had school in a kindergarten in Aceh Besar. Beginning from 1996 until 1997. Many interesting experiences that I have passed there. I was a naughty child, but very well with my friends. Several times to play when the lesson is in progress. But, basically I was a funny pupil . The teachers often laugh at my behavior. and this makes Mrs. Ati, (she is my teacher) always miss me. When she was seriously ill, she asked about me. Although I've graduated from that school. I sad to remember the story. Little regret, because I was too naughty and not had a chance to apologize to them.

                When in elementary school, I often get a champion. Which is unique from grade one to grade six always had two champions. Never turned into a one or three. The same with my friend who won one. Unless the ever-changing three champions.
Future elementary school is my heyday. How not, belong to this school as my parents. Go to school often late. My wish is often fulfilled by the teachers. I am famous at school with naughty, achievement, kind and honest. That's the word Mrs Nana, my art teacher. And I have a lot of friends because of cheerful, generous, and kind. So says a friend. I so miss the time in elementary school.

                When the junior high School, nothing too special. Here I became a normal student and not popular. Achievement is also common. Except when the first grade, for the only time I have won the first one. But, when I were in second grade at superior grade, I started to really change. At this time I started to become lazy and start cheating. This lasted until the third grade. Until finally a friend to blockade the entire class to give not an answer for me. That is why I started to get up and do something myself. And never cheat again until now. There is a satisfaction when I’m not cheating. And I'm happy about that.

                When in senior high school. This is the beginning maturiosity tested. I charged the general mandate to the treasurer OSIS (internal organitation school). And known again at school.

                Now I’m study in state religion Universitys. I'm back to being a regular student. But when early studied I was popular at the first semester. Because I have a group of people populer. hehehe

I was forced, it can not

(Diary di SBS)

I felt severe nausea and even vomiting typing almost have to write the correct tense. in the form of Present, Past, Present countinius, Present Perfect and Past Perfect. The more I forced to write her nausea is increasing.

Finally I gave up too.
"Sir, I am no longer able to. Severe nausea, vomiting, if imposed, "I said to Sir Aditya
"Well, tomorrow Monday  double writing it?," Replied Sir Aditya.
"Ok, no problem," I said again.

Oh ya, I think that once again, it turns out my problem as long as this is not due to loss of notes (Binder). it's just a small problem. But, what makes me upset is because I could not master the lesson being taught. While it forced me to understand. As a result I was so insecure myselves. If situation like this, I was not brave any more. Add a sinking heart.

Writing assignment for this Friday the theme is about my education. The following writings:

(writing follow. I have not had time to prepare. hehehe ^_^)

I Fill not Bad

(Diary di SBS)

It had been several days since my birthday, on 6 March. I feel so bad.
problem after problem happen to me. And many times did I motivate myself to get up. But, many times did I fall back down again. However, do not call me a martyr if you can not get up again.
And Thank God this day, March 13 feet I could go with a wide smile.

this morning, after talking with Mr. Sunyoto, there is a sense of relief that comes. Little burden lifted. Alhamdulillah ....

oa, why the title of this "I'm not bad"? Because I'm writing a diary. In Indonesian in reviving the spirit of the outages at the beginning of my birthday yesterday. And again by writing Alhamdulillah, my weight can be lifted.
So, let's write. write down how you feel. After that, feeling better will emerge. Believe it.
And do it now

MY BAD FRIEND

(sebuah tulisan coba-coba, selama belajar di Sang Bintang Shool)



                Perhaps you have heard the word "my best friend". Many people write stories like that. Right?.
                I'll tell you about "my bad friend. Okay. He is a pretty girl. Having a white skin. SHe looks tidy every day. Very fasionable. maybe she always follows the latest fashion trends. sHe likes bright colors and flashy to wear. Examples such as bright red, bright yellow, and others.
                Ok. Here I will tell you how she can be my bad friend.
                I think she is a woman who is fussy. And Cruel like step mother. If I do something wrong (wrong according to her) then he'll “sing” about that mistake. Bla ... bla ... bla ... It makes me dizzy when I heard her rough mouth. I was impatient about it. So my bad tempered will appear there. I said "stop ... stop ... stop ... I do not want to hear your “singing” it," my face turned into fierce.

                She is someone who comes from a well-known country of  stingy people.
                She always makes me uneasy. No nonsense from her satire aimed at me. Like he was not happy to see me at ease. I am also an impatient person. Complete.
                But, however, basically she is nice (a bit, hehe) and also diligent. If I visit her house, she would serve me very well. She treats me like a king, oops, meaning queen. (which is an excess).
                Arrogant is the factor that makes her bad attitude. Then, she is seen to be impolite.

Well, what do you think, whether she's a bad friend?. Was proper title of this article?. What about you?