You could make a lot of paper pieces out of this post

The June 27th. The date refers to the last PTA's meeting of my tenth grade year. In this meeting, all parents are going to school and take away their children's report card. And my dad will fly all the way from Kalimantan, across Java sea, to Jakarta, only to take my report card away. This making me freaking out even more.

(Note: The freaking nerves are not coming from my dad's arrival. It's because of my mom's ultimatum that says, if I got into social class (which I would really thank God for it), my dad will fly back to Kalimantan with a company (which is me), and I have to continue my study there, and take the tenth grade all over again.)


I never wish for it, mom.
Not even for a sec.

Now, let's just put the whole report card thingies there.

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Hi all, how've you been? I just got back from Bandung (YAY) with LKS 2009, and it was fun plus exciting. And it is true that your most unforgettable moment of LKS is when you're in DPA and TPA.

My mom's first reaction to my redded hand after those pushup I had there (then I got my newly six-packed stomach here) is:

"*Laughed* Kamu masih belum ngerasain yang namanya naik gunung-turun gunung kayak jaman mama SMA dulu"

(Note: My mom was the chairwoman of SMA Labschool Rawamangun's PALABS (Pecinta Alam Labschool) for 1982-1985 period)

Errrr, yeah, mom, you're right. I haven't got much pushups if we compared each other here. But, once again, the pushups were fun. It reminded me to my elementary school days back then, when I learned my first pushup.

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Hi all, how've you been? For your note, I really like it when people ask me:

"How's your AFS test, Dyza? Did you get it through the first test?"

Thanks for asking, people :-) But please keep in mind that I was born on January 1995. Repeat, 1995. Not even allowed to sign up on those tests. And somehow I got reminded back to few months ago, of how I ran across the school hall with my friend, Dini, to the nearest photocopy booth to copy the AFS form and sign it up. And I just realized that I'm not allowed to when I got back from the booth. Darn.

And, CONGRATULATIONS FOR YOU WHO GOT THROUGH THE TEST! WOOHOO!
Please keep in your mind that you'll bring our rich culture with you if you made it through United States, or Japan, or any country you desire. Please make the best out of yourselves and our country. And send my 'hi' to those Bina Antarbudaya staffs there!

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Hi all, how've you been? Hope everything's fine there. I gotta go. Bye-bye!