Selasa, 24 Juli 2012

A Cup of Tea

As I told you before that I got so many advantages by using twitter in the internet, not only following news update, but also getting new inspiration.

One of inspirations that I got from twitter is a lesson that hidden in a cup of tea. We sometimes consume a cup of tea without any thinking what lesson behind it, but after reading this, I start to understand that there is a lesson in our common habitual action.
Further, I believe that so many lessons that we will get from every single thing that common to do in our daily life as long as we concern about :)


A Cup Of Tea
" A group of students, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old teacher. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life.

Offering his guests tea, the teacher went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of tea and an assortment of cups – porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite – telling them to help themselves to the tea.

When all the students had a cup of tea in hand, the professor said: ‘If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress.

Be assured that the cup itself adds no quality to the tea. In most cases it is just more expensive and in some cases even hides what we drink. What all of you really wanted was tea, not the cup, but you consciously went for the best cups… And then you began eyeing each other’s cups too.

Now consider this: Life is the tea; the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain Life, and the type of cup we have does not define, nor change the quality of Life we live.

Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the tea Allah has provided us.’ Allah brews the tea, not the cups. Enjoy tea. "

How Expert Are You in Twisting??

Hohoho, one day, I was watching tv and seeing the commercial break, yeah. There was an unique product named Twister! I don't like the product actually, but I like the name of the product. Hohooh

Then, I recall the old conversation about twisting words.

"Six sick hicks nick six slick bricks with picks and sticks"

"Luke Luck likes lakes.
Luke's duck likes lakes.
Luke Luck licks lakes.
Luck's duck licks lakes.
Duck takes licks in lakes Luke Luck likes.
Luke Luck takes licks in lakes duck likes.
from Dr. Seuss' Fox in Socks"

"Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers.
A peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked.
If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers,
Where's the peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked?"

"I wish to wish the wish you wish to wish, but if you wish the wish the witch wishes, I won't wish the wish you wish to wish."

"Did Dick Pickens prick his pinkie pickling cheap cling peaches in an inch of Pinch or framing his famed French finch photos?"

Hahaha, have you tried them??

Perhaps you wonder whether I am expert or not in twisting word, so please believe me that being expert in twisting costs much thing, not also you need much more time to practice but also you have to be ready for feeling something numb in your tongue. Hohoohho.

So, how expert I am in twisting word? Hahaha perhaps reminding "Mr. Pronunciation" that I got when I joined an english course will suite you. Hahahaha, trust me, that's name-caller is not because of my expertise in twisting, but in how bad I was! LMAO

So, how expert are you in twisting word!??
Hohoho

All About Puisi

All About Puisi
I have to admit that the contain of this posting is copied and pasted from twitter.
I a bit forget what account wrote this. But, in my opinion, this twits would give us more information about Puisi. Well, here we go..

1. Puisi, dari bahasa Yunani kuno: π/π (poiéo/poió) = I create
2. Ode adalah puisi sanjungan untuk orang yang berjasa.
3. Romansa adalah puisi yang berisi luapan perasaan cinta kasih. Berasal dari bahasa Perancis Romantique yang berarti keindahan perasaan.
4. Elegi adalah puisi yg berisi ratap tangis/kesedihan. Berisi sajak atau lagu: mengungkapkan rasa duka/keluh kesah krn sedih/ rindu
5. Epigram adalah puisi yang berisi tuntunan/ajaran hidup. Epigram berasal dari Bahasa Yunani epigramma yang berarti unsur pengajaran.
6. Balada adalah puisi berisi kisah/cerita.
7. Himne adalah puisi pujaan untuk Tuhan, tanah air, atau pahlawan.
8. Satire adalah puisi yang berisi sindiran/kritik. Berasal dari bahasa Latin Satura berarti sindiran; kecaman terhadap sesuatu fenomena;
9. Puisi epik tertua adalah Epos Gilgames , dari 3 milenium SM di Sumeria (Mesopotamia , sekarang Irak ).

Well, after reading this post, I hope you have something new about puisi.
Hey, further, I hope you have your own account on twitter for increasing your update about all about information that is interesting :)

Senin, 23 Juli 2012

Obrolan Menikah

Hari Senin pertama di bulan Ramadan 1433H selepas kegiatan kampus yang memang tidak begitu bayak kegiatan, saya dan teman saya pergi ke tempat pemutaran film. Tak disangka kami memulai obrolan seru, pernikahan.

Dimulai dari cerita teman saya. Dia merasa heran dengan teman temannya dimana dia dilahirkan. Menurut teman saya, teman-temannya itu sedikit lebih cepat untuk memutuskan menikah. Teman saya masih berada di semester enam perkuliahan, sedangkan mayoritas teman di kampungnya sudah menikah dan tak sedikit diantaranya telah menghasilkan anak.

Dalam perbincangan itu kami seru berkomentar dan berpendapat kenapa hal itu terjadi. Obrolan dimulai dari kondisi ekonomi tempat tersebut, sejarah keluarga pelaku, akses pendidikan, akses kesehatan dan keumuman daerah tersebut dalam hal menikah.

Sampai ahirnya obrolan tersebut terhenti karena saya mulai keluar jalur dari borolan tentang pernikahan. Saya merasa ahir-ahir ini sedikit jenuh dengan kehidupan yang saya jalani. Dan tak disangka dia juga merasa demikian.

Dan dengan isengnya kami hubungkan kejenuhan akan rutinitas kita terhadap kehidupan yang kita jalani dengan alasan kenapa orang orang di kampung temen saya itu memutuskan untuk menyegerakan menikah diawal usia dua puluhan.

Ahirnya kita sepakat bahwa kemungkinan pernikahan itu terjadi adalah saat kita merasa sudah cukup "mencoba" segala pola hidup dan gaya hidup yang ada dan ahirnya fokus untuk memulai yang baru, pernikahan.

Obrolan Menikah

Hari Senin pertama di bulan Ramadan 1433H selepas kegiatan kampus yang memang tidak begitu bayak kegiatan, saya dan teman saya pergi ke tempat pemutaran film. Tak disangka kami memulai obrolan seru, pernikahan.

Dimulai dari cerita teman saya. Dia merasa heran dengan teman temannya dimana dia dilahirkan. Menurut teman saya, teman-temannya itu sedikit lebih cepat untuk memutuskan menikah. Teman saya masih berada di semester enam perkuliahan, sedangkan mayoritas teman di kampungnya sudah menikah dan tak sedikit diantaranya telah menghasilkan anak.

Dalam perbincangan itu kami seru berkomentar dan berpendapat kenapa hal itu terjadi. Obrolan dimulai dari kondisi ekonomi tempat tersebut, sejarah keluarga pelaku, akses pendidikan, akses kesehatan dan keumuman daerah tersebut dalam hal menikah.

Sampai ahirnya obrolan tersebut terhenti karena saya mulai keluar jalur dari borolan tentang pernikahan. Saya merasa ahir-ahir ini sedikit jenuh dengan kehidupan yang saya jalani. Dan tak disangka dia juga merasa demikian.

Dan dengan isengnya kami hubungkan kejenuhan akan rutinitas kita terhadap kehidupan yang kita jalani dengan alasan kenapa orang orang di kampung temen saya itu memutuskan untuk menyegerakan menikah diawal usia dua puluhan.

Ahirnya kita sepakat bahwa kemungkinan pernikahan itu terjadi adalah saat kita merasa sudah cukup "mencoba" segala pola hidup dan gaya hidup yang ada dan ahirnya fokus untuk memulai yang baru, pernikahan.

I just, ... Hey, who I am exactly ?

The first reason why I am using twitter is I got bored using facebook, but I still need having interaction with virtual life in the internet. So I see twitter kind of option for having connection with other.

Second reason why I am using twitter is so many public figure have twitter, so it must be more easier get update and latest info about them only by clicking "following" bottom on twitter.

And the other reason of using twitter is I want to try new stuff. Cause everybody in world wide talks about twitter, so I think that twitter must have something.


I know, not much friend of mine who using twitter as their way to connect with global world. But then I am thinking: who am I exactly? Yeah. Who am I?
I am a boy who lives in Cirebon, West Java, Indonesia who wants to follow the latest issue in this entirely world. So then I got started following famous account on twitter. It can be artists, news official account, news portal, politicians, and another public figure.

Yeah. I like following them. I like reading their twits on twitter. Then I start understanding about one concept to another, I start to understand why one issue has a relation with another one.

The most experience what just I've gotten is I am blocked by an account that I follow. Well, the reason why I follow him because I like his thought, his work and his writing. But I just don't get the point why he did (blocked me).

Then I recall, yeah. Mostly, I was too enthusiast to read his work, so then I keep RT-ing and Reply-ing his work. But then I recall another thing, well, I have to admit that I am not doing only for him. But mostly all the account that I follow, then I am thinking: "who am I exactly?" Reminding that he has something much more value rather than block me on twitter.

I opened this blocking conversation with one of friend of mine. I open the conversation by giving him my habitual thing while twit-ing and then he concluded that he was so sorry, but he was glad enough knowing what's went on. He said: I am glad instead knowing that an account who has more than 7000 followers blocked you. It explains much thing, or probably you got something.

I was just listening to my friend's comment without any interruption, well dude, do I? Who I am exactly!?

I just, ... Hey, who I am exactly ?

The first reason why I am using twitter is I got bored using facebook, but I still need having interaction with virtual life in the internet. So I see twitter kind of option for having connection with other.

Second reason why I am using twitter is so many public figure have twitter, so it must be more easier get update and latest info about them only by clicking "following" bottom on twitter.

And the other reason of using twitter is I want to try new stuff. Cause everybody in world wide talks about twitter, so I think that twitter must have something.


I know, not much friend of mine who using twitter as their way to connect with global world. But then I am thinking: who am I exactly? Yeah. Who am I?
I am a boy who lives in Cirebon, West Java, Indonesia who wants to follow the latest issue in this entirely world. So then I got started following famous account on twitter. It can be artists, news official account, news portal, politicians, and another public figure.

Yeah. I like following them. I like reading their twits on twitter. Then I start understanding about one concept to another, I start to understand why one issue has a relation with another one.

The most experience what just I've gotten is I am blocked by an account that I follow. Well, the reason why I follow him because I like his thought, his work and his writing. But I just don't get the point why he did (blocked me).

Then I recall, yeah. Mostly, I was too enthusiast to read his work, so then I keep RT-ing and Reply-ing his work. But then I recall another thing, well, I have to admit that I am not doing only for him. But mostly all the account that I follow, then I am thinking: "who am I exactly?" Reminding that he has something much more value rather than block me on twitter.

I opened this blocking conversation with one of friend of mine. I open the conversation by giving him my habitual thing while twit-ing and then he concluded that he was so sorry, but he was glad enough knowing what's went on. He said: I am glad instead knowing that an account who has more than 7000 followers blocked you. It explains much thing, or probably you got something.

I was just listening to my friend's comment without any interruption, well dude, do I? Who I am exactly!?

Hi, I am back. Let's "Belajar Heran dari Negri Jiran"

Hello
Long time no see
Hahahaah. I spent couple month without any posting this blog. Hohoho. My apology

Yesterday, I went to book store and bought a book. Actually I wanted to buy more books, but my financial in that time did not suppose me, so I just bought a book.

The book is titled: Belajar Heran dari Negeri Jiran (2012), Written by Bambang. I don't know why I bought it. But for surely when I saw the cover and the title, it was like, "Gee, I getta grab this book and read it as fast as possible". Then I go to cashier and I read it immediately, even, I have to admit that I unwrapped the book when in the line. Hahahaha

Yup, the book store was a bit crowded in that time. So I gotta in the line to cashier.

I just like reading the book. The book gave me so much information about how to get scholarship from foreign country, how to write a paper and thesis, how need a struggle when we want to get Ph.D. And what I'm just uncommon sense is whe the author told the reader that how hard his effort was to get job here (Indonesia) and how surprise he was when he tried to apply to be lecture in Malaysia.


Not only gave me more understandings about education in Malaysia, in the end of this book, the author also gave clearly explanation that how great Malaysia in his struggle to bring Malaysia as a developed country. Yeah it was good explanation, though.

I am NOT an executive salesman of this book, but if you want to know about the progress of education in Malaysia or you are kind of the one who really concerns about education, this book is highly recommended to read.

Penempatan PPL UNSWAGATI Cirebon 2012

Pagi tadi, Senin 23 Juli 2012 atau 3 Ramadan 1433H merupakan hari yang sedikt saya nanti-nanti. Hari cerah tersebut tak lain merupakan hari pembagian sekolah tempat kami akan melaksanakan kuliah nyata, simulasi mengajar, atau beken disebut PPL. Sebenernya saya sendiri sedikit lupa dengan apa itu PPL. What PPL stands for actually? Idk. LMAO

Berangkat dari rumah ke kampus sekitar pukul sembilan lewat sepuluh atau dua puluh menitan. Dan ahirnya saya sampai ke kampus dua Unswagati Cirebon, dikarenakan lahan parkir sempit yang berjubel motor pribadi mahasiswa, maka saya harus rela memarkirkan motor di trotoar depan kampus. Saya berani parkir disitu karena memang banyak motor juga.

Sedikit cemas untuk mengetahui sekolah mana tempat saya harus menghabiskan masa tiga bulan untuk PPL. Sebenarnya saya sih tidak begitu memperhatikan dan rewel dimana harus menjalani PPL. Saya percaya pihak universitas tidak main main dalam penempatan mahasiswanya untuk mendapatkan pengalaman mengajar sesungguhnya. Karena secara tidak langsung baik tidaknya mahasiswa dalam mengikuti rangkaian PPL secara tidak langsung berdampak pada pamor kampus pula.

Banyak wajah wajah sumringah, dan tak sedikit wajah muram ditunjukan sebagai tanda kurang puas namanya diletakan di sekolah bukan pilihannya. Sebenarnya bukan masalah itu pilihan mahasiswanya atau tidak, dikarenakan memang kami para mahasiswa tidak diperkenankan memilih dimana untuk diletakan. Pure hajat kampus.

Sedangkan saya, saya memasang muka sedikit memaksaan sumringah karena memang masih sedikit ngantuk dan kurang tidur.

Wah, ternyata temen sekelas mendapatkan tempat PPL yang bagus bagus, sekolah favorit dan sekolah swasta mahal. Sebut saja SMAN 5 Al Azhar, yang sebenernya saya juga pengen disitu sih. SMAN 4 kota Cirebon, SMPN 1kota Cirebon, SMAN1 kota Cirebon, SMAN 2 kota Cirebon, SMKN 1 kota Cirebon, dan sekolah lainnya yang saya sedikit lupa nama namanya.

Dan secara mengejutkan, percaya tidak percaya nama Moh. Nazmudin tertulis di bawah SMAN 2 kota Cirebon yang secara tidak langsung itu merupakan tempat dimana saya harus mengahbiskan waktu kurang lebih 3 bulan menjalani masa PPL disitu.

Wah tantangan besar ini, guman saya.
Bismilah