LalaDanilela

The title is taken from Charlotte Bronte's Jane Eyre. I'll get to Jane Eyre later. So I recently watch Les Miserables. As I grow older, I cry more easily. Especially the part where Jean Valjean dying. The story set in 19th century, in the dawn of French Revolution (if I'm not mistaken), ending in the failed June Rebellion. Jan Vanjean was convicted 20 years of jail because he stole a loaf of bread for his dying nephew.  After got released, he couldn't find any honest work as no one willed to employ him. In the movie he was shown survived by foraging garbage or fodders... One night he was sleeping outside a church when a priest showed him kindness by giving him warm food and bed. Having lost faith in sincerity and mercy, that very night Vanjean stole silver utensils from the church and ran away. He got caught in the morning by the policemen. To Vanjean's surprise, instead of convicted him, the priest said that he did gave all the silver as presents for Vanjean. T...

Whoah. Over ten thousands visitors over the last seven months. I am not a popular blogger, whatsoever. But the number seem HUGE to me. Wow. Mmm but then just now I realized the visitors might didn't exactly read my writing... Oh well. Still. I managed to keep the blog alive, albeit barely in some periods hahaha. THANK YOU. Whoever you might be, how seldom your visits might be. Thank you for visiting my blog. Cheers.

I have left UK for good (HUHUHUHU) since September. Means it has been almost two months since I left. Haven't posted anything because, I don't know, don't have anything I really want to write really. Been doing this and that, not much to mention here... I'm sick at the moment, that's why I have the time to make a blogpost. Anyway. One thing I can tell is that I have enjoyed Makassar food extremely well since I got back. But of course there are foods of Manchie that I'm seriously craving: - Italian BLT, wheat bread, Subway. - Beijing Duck, Pacific. - Five layers of chocoloate, Oxford Pub. - Any food pub, really. Well. Later.

*reader discretion is advised* This is another pointless post. Please don't take it too seriously. Lately I've come to like Korean entertainments: variety show, dramas, and music. I used to watch these kind of show quite often, during junior high and undergrads. K-drama, Taiwanese drama, Japanese... Then for some reason I don't watch it as much anymore.  I remember during undergrad I used to watch a variety show called Golden Bell. Watched it diligently every week on cable. It was a "cerdas cermat" kind of show. So Golden Bell team would go/invite a middle/high school, put 100 students on mat, give them 100 questions (if i remember correctly). The one student left have to answer the 100th question correctly under the golden bell, then he/she/the school would received a handsome prize. The show was impressive for me because the questions appear to be quite difficult, but the students can answer them well. And they'd do funny mini games should there ...

Writing blog posts while listening to ballads WILL put you in melancholy. I've bought my return ticket. My return for good ticket. Needless to say, I have mixed feelings about going home. I'm super excited to meet all my loved ones back home. However, it would be really sad to say goodbye to my friends here. Especially my classmates, whom will also return to their homes and jobs in every corner of the globe. We don't know when we'd meet again. How do you make a promise to see a friend in Nigeria in foreseeable future? I'll meet my Indonesian friends again, I'm sure. Most of them live in Jakarta, it is not that difficult to see each other in, say, next four months. But the ones in Chile, Brazil, India... I have only known them for a year. It's very short, yes. But I've spent a lot of my time with them and they are a big part of my life here. That's how life goes, I know. But I'm not made of stone, so the thought of having to say goodbye is sa...

Sekiranya ada yang biasa blog saya, maaf ya lama baru diupdate. Juni Juli kemarin adalah bulan beban bernama "THE OVERVIEW OF MAMMOGRAPHY SERVICE: THE ROLE OF INNOVATION AND SERVICE BLUEPRINTING". A.k.a my dissertation. Now what's left is editing, finishing touches, and so on. But the major part is done, thank God. Emm... Dan belum di proof read juga sih, tapi tinggal itu aja. Minggu depan proof read, abis itu dijilid, terus submit deh. Terus tenang deh. Terus pulang deh. Hehehe. Deadlinenya sih tanggal 3 September, tapi kita harus selesai sebelumnya, karena harus di kasi ke supervisor dulu, terus harus kasi ke proof reader biar perbaiki grammarnya huhuhu, terus karena mahasiswa master yang mau jilid disertasi banyak jadi proses jilid bisa makan beberapa hari. Makanya kita harus itung2 biar gak kepepet. Makanya dikejar slese nih barang sekarang. Sekarang saya AGAK lega. Agak harus capital semua, karena saya tidak bisa bilang saya sudah sepenuhnya lega dan bahagia....

HAHAHAHAHA what a pretentious title. Naah, I can't write poems. Fear not lads and babes, I'm not gonna pretend I can write a poem, let alone an ode. This is just a regular blog post about.... Unirider!! It's the bus pass we students use throughout this past 10 months, since September 2011. Today is its last day. *sentimental song as background.* The Unirider is a very important item, for me at least. It's much cheaper to go around the town with, compared to buying, say, weekly bus pass or daily rider. I use it to go to MBS, church, city centre, Trafford, gym, and so on and so forth. Sometimes I walk to school but other times, when I was almost late, it was snowing or raining, I use the bus. About a month ago I lost it somehow. However, somebody returned it. That's one thing I like about UK, people return your belongings. If you left your mobile in a cafe, you could go back and still find it safely kept for you! Well I can't guarantee, but it happened to me. ...