Hey my friend,
Now I would Likes to tell you about something about special things, and that is Toilet.
Maybe it's different from others, why I explain about toilet? Because the assignment is to writing about special things called Toilet. hahahaha....
Now, I will describe a toilet and the location is not far from here. It is near the Realino's Cafeteria. It consists of two parts. The first part is men Toilet. I will tell the inside of that building. It consist of three stand-up closets and in front of it, there are two building that the inside consist of sit down Closet. On it, every one usually had to pee or others.
Now, the second part is women toilet. Actually, I'm not sure about what's inside, but I will describe that the women told to me about what inside of it. There is a mirror near the door, and a sink under it. There also two building of Privacy room for private activity. Yeah, you know usually women doing.
There is one more male toilet in the corner of the university. It located in the north-west corner of the university. The door is small and has 2 glasses on it. As we enter the toilet, we can see 4 urinoirs in the right side. It also has 2 sinks with 2 mirrors each in the left side. Next to the 4 orinoirs, there are 2 bathrooms with water closets that can be used by anyone. Half of the wall is covered with ceramics. Whole room also dominated by white colour, so it seems bright in the afternoon although there are only few windows.
Next to the parking lot, there are also four toilets. The male toilet lies at the eastern side of the parking lot and at the southern part of the main hall. In front of the male toilet a big tree grows. Next to the male toilet is female toilet, and behind those two toilets there are two generals toilet.
Inside the male toilet there are two bathrooms with a closet in each room. There five urinoirs also inside, but no sink inside male toilet. There is a mirror at the right side right after you enter the toilet. This toilet is quite clean and not stinks.
I can't tell you anything about female toilet, but I can tell you about the two general toilets. These general toilets are called general because either male or female can enter this toilet, but not simultaneously. The first general toilet lies in the southern part, and the other one lies in the northern part. The southern general toilet only has one bathroom, not very comfortable but at least it's not stinks. There is one white closed inside. Outside the room, there is a mirror on the wall, but too bad there is no sink below it. The northern general toilet has two bathrooms. Each bathroom has a white-clean closet. Outside the bathroom there is a mirror, but this one has a sink below it.
30 Oktober 2009
16 Oktober 2009
The Amazing Twins
It's very hard to describe someone I've just known, especially my new friends in university. All of them are very nice, but also some of them a bit annoyed me by their attitude. But still, there are two attractive friends I knew in PBI. And you know what? They are siblings and they are twins! They are Agnes Lisdiantini and Agatha Lisdiantina. Agnes is the older one, and Alice is the younger one.
At first I knew Agnes when I sat before her in Interactional speech maybe. I knew her because she is a friend of my friend, Adrianus Dian Pandur, in senior high school in Sedes Sepise... Septian.... Septisean.... Sepi whatever its name. They know Pandur because Pandur is a weird person, not only his physical appearance but also his personality.
Between those twins I think Alice is the most attractive girl. It doesn't means that I attracted emotionally on her but since she has interesting personalities and we often got together along and shared some stories, she attracted me more than other people.
Alice is a medium-height girl with long-straight black hair and slim figure. Although Alice and Agnes are twins, they are not identically twins so we can easily distinct them from their face. Their personality is also different; Alice is more energic than her sister, Agnes. Alice' face is oval and there are acnes scar around her cheeks. Her eyes are round and black, her skin is bright brown and she has a thin-red lips. She also has a boyfriend named Yosafat Nandi Gusta Hendrawan. She already maintain her relationship with her boyfriend for about two years, or maybe more.
As I said behold, Alice is very energic girl. Although she is sad she will not let us know about her sorrow. If she is sad or a bit ill, she tries to keep her spirit along with her and enjoys her day. She is also very exciting and easy going. If you want to share your problem, she will listen to you and understand how your feeling is.
Actually there are so many things I haven't discovered yet about Alice, but when time goes by and we still friends there will be so many exciting things waiting for us to be discovered about her. New things won't just drop by before us if we don't get over it, so step ahead and go for them.
^_^8
At first I knew Agnes when I sat before her in Interactional speech maybe. I knew her because she is a friend of my friend, Adrianus Dian Pandur, in senior high school in Sedes Sepise... Septian.... Septisean.... Sepi whatever its name. They know Pandur because Pandur is a weird person, not only his physical appearance but also his personality.
Between those twins I think Alice is the most attractive girl. It doesn't means that I attracted emotionally on her but since she has interesting personalities and we often got together along and shared some stories, she attracted me more than other people.
Alice is a medium-height girl with long-straight black hair and slim figure. Although Alice and Agnes are twins, they are not identically twins so we can easily distinct them from their face. Their personality is also different; Alice is more energic than her sister, Agnes. Alice' face is oval and there are acnes scar around her cheeks. Her eyes are round and black, her skin is bright brown and she has a thin-red lips. She also has a boyfriend named Yosafat Nandi Gusta Hendrawan. She already maintain her relationship with her boyfriend for about two years, or maybe more.
As I said behold, Alice is very energic girl. Although she is sad she will not let us know about her sorrow. If she is sad or a bit ill, she tries to keep her spirit along with her and enjoys her day. She is also very exciting and easy going. If you want to share your problem, she will listen to you and understand how your feeling is.
Actually there are so many things I haven't discovered yet about Alice, but when time goes by and we still friends there will be so many exciting things waiting for us to be discovered about her. New things won't just drop by before us if we don't get over it, so step ahead and go for them.
^_^8
It's me
My sure name is Albertus Rahadion Astoto. I'm eighteen years old last December. My parents gave me a nickname, it is Dion; but my senior-high-school friend called me "Patrick (Star)". I really have no idea why they call me Patrick, maybe because of my head shape. I have oval head, it looks very clear when I cut my hair a bit much then I only have very short hair; then it definitely oval-pointed head; just like Patrick's head. Therefore I never cut my hair pretty much now. I looked much better in a bit thick-haired and a bit wavy on its end. When I felt embarrassed my face will blush pretty much. Not only my cheek; my ears, my chin, my forehead, my nose are becoming red too. Not the same color of Patrick though but it's similar. Maybe that is the other reason why they call me Patrick.
I am pure Javanese. My father is from Jogjakarta and my mother is from Klaten, but somehow some of my friend thought that I am a Chinese. I have slanted-black eyes. To help me see anything I wear glasses. But when I take off my glasses some of my Chinese friend often ask me a question, "Are you a Chinese?" It is getting more complicated when they asked further, "but why you are black skinned?" One easy answer from me, "Because I am not Chinese!" I have thick and curved eyebrows. My nose is not too big or too small. It is big enough to maintain good air flow and small enough to enter my helmet together with my head. My lips are brown, and mustache grows above them. Actually I have beard around my cheek but I always shave the both, my mustache and my beard. I don't want to look so old with my mustache and beard. I used to join a quiz that finds out what type of my face and I found out my face is a criminal-type face. Mustache and beard will only make it worse.
My neck is quite big but not fat. Maybe God gave me another version of "concrete neck" just like Mike Tyson have. I have built up my shoulders so it's a bit hard now. Unfortunately the exercises don't suit to my biceps and triceps. My friend said that I have so big chest, bigger than my other male fiends have, that they say," Maybe, later on if you have your own family, your wife will give birth to the baby then you will breast feed your baby." Many people say that I have a fat body, it's true but I'm not bulk-bellied guy. Only my chest, my bottom and my thighs are big. These big parts caused so many problems especially when I need to get new trousers. It takes a bunch of tries until I found the suit one. And when I'm looking for seats in a crowded place I often say this sentence, "Excuse me, could you move a bit; because my bottom can not fit here." I often appear in casual rather than formal, that's why you often see me in a t-shirts rather than shirts. I don't like to wear clothes that limit my movement.
I love speeding and traveling, but I like speeding better than traveling since my motorbike can't go to distant places. Sometimes I speed all the way on to the campus or my way back from campus. It's very challenging to push my motorbike and myself to the limit, and of course to survive from that.
Deep inside myself I try to be a very cheerful person. I try to hide all my sadness and sorrows for myself rather than tell it to my friend. I tried to smile in my grief. I try to be confident even if I doubt it. I pretend to be healthy when I'm ill. For me it's not about lying, it's about how I can encourage everyone around me. That's why when you know me the first time you will find me out as a quiet person but once you know me further, you'll know that I'm a talkative one. To see my friends laugh is one of my great happiness in my life.
I can't say I'm loyal but now I'm trying to be loyal. Loyal to my commitment, loyal to my God, loyal to my parents, and loyal to my friends (since I'm still single, I can't say I'm loyal to my girlfriend, he...he...he...) If someone betray me I will never give him / her forgiveness, no until he / she confess himself / herself. I will allow someone make two mistakes, his / her first and the last. Actually there are so many things I haven't exposed to all of you. You need to know more to find out about me in personal way. To be hidden isn't meant to be ignored; to be hidden is meant to be discovered.
I am pure Javanese. My father is from Jogjakarta and my mother is from Klaten, but somehow some of my friend thought that I am a Chinese. I have slanted-black eyes. To help me see anything I wear glasses. But when I take off my glasses some of my Chinese friend often ask me a question, "Are you a Chinese?" It is getting more complicated when they asked further, "but why you are black skinned?" One easy answer from me, "Because I am not Chinese!" I have thick and curved eyebrows. My nose is not too big or too small. It is big enough to maintain good air flow and small enough to enter my helmet together with my head. My lips are brown, and mustache grows above them. Actually I have beard around my cheek but I always shave the both, my mustache and my beard. I don't want to look so old with my mustache and beard. I used to join a quiz that finds out what type of my face and I found out my face is a criminal-type face. Mustache and beard will only make it worse.
My neck is quite big but not fat. Maybe God gave me another version of "concrete neck" just like Mike Tyson have. I have built up my shoulders so it's a bit hard now. Unfortunately the exercises don't suit to my biceps and triceps. My friend said that I have so big chest, bigger than my other male fiends have, that they say," Maybe, later on if you have your own family, your wife will give birth to the baby then you will breast feed your baby." Many people say that I have a fat body, it's true but I'm not bulk-bellied guy. Only my chest, my bottom and my thighs are big. These big parts caused so many problems especially when I need to get new trousers. It takes a bunch of tries until I found the suit one. And when I'm looking for seats in a crowded place I often say this sentence, "Excuse me, could you move a bit; because my bottom can not fit here." I often appear in casual rather than formal, that's why you often see me in a t-shirts rather than shirts. I don't like to wear clothes that limit my movement.
I love speeding and traveling, but I like speeding better than traveling since my motorbike can't go to distant places. Sometimes I speed all the way on to the campus or my way back from campus. It's very challenging to push my motorbike and myself to the limit, and of course to survive from that.
Deep inside myself I try to be a very cheerful person. I try to hide all my sadness and sorrows for myself rather than tell it to my friend. I tried to smile in my grief. I try to be confident even if I doubt it. I pretend to be healthy when I'm ill. For me it's not about lying, it's about how I can encourage everyone around me. That's why when you know me the first time you will find me out as a quiet person but once you know me further, you'll know that I'm a talkative one. To see my friends laugh is one of my great happiness in my life.
I can't say I'm loyal but now I'm trying to be loyal. Loyal to my commitment, loyal to my God, loyal to my parents, and loyal to my friends (since I'm still single, I can't say I'm loyal to my girlfriend, he...he...he...) If someone betray me I will never give him / her forgiveness, no until he / she confess himself / herself. I will allow someone make two mistakes, his / her first and the last. Actually there are so many things I haven't exposed to all of you. You need to know more to find out about me in personal way. To be hidden isn't meant to be ignored; to be hidden is meant to be discovered.
18 September 2009
Flat tire
Right before English Welcoming Day I have a special trip to remember, maybe for a very long time. At first I still have no idea who will take me there. Would that be my mother or my brother or my father? My mother's workplace is very close to my campus, but that time she had so many things to do that she didn't came home from Friday to Saturday. My brother, although he studies in John de Britto I didn't want him to take me to the campus. Actually we often had so many quarrels and fights at home; beside I take a backpack with me and a mat. It was very difficult to carry those things on a motorbike. That's why I prefer my father to take me to campus because he always use a car to go to his workplace, too bad I had no choice that time but had my annoying brother took me to the campus.
Preparation needs time, that's why I woke up early to prepare the stuff for EWD. I put my clothes, my towel, soap, toothbrush, toothpaste, underwear and so many other things in my backpack. I couldn't put it all in my backpack, therefore I slipped some of the things inside the mat; they were my jumper and my slippers. As I say, preparation needs time, but this preparation needed more than I thought. It was almost late when I finished pack all my stuff. I told my brother to warm up the motorbike while I finished my breakfast. I ate as fast as I could that time, but my brother told me to be faster. I yelled at him if he wanted me to get choked. It was 6.45 when he told me to get faster. No wonder, the bell rings at 6.55 at my brother's school.
I finished my breakfast and get out of the house not long after he told me to be faster. Right after I stepped out of my house I realized that he warmed up the wrong motorbike. It had to be my motorbike he warmed up but it was not mine. It was my mother's motorbike. It can't run fast especially with heavier load, while my bike can. I told my brother angrily, in Javanese of course, that the bike he warmed up can't run fast. But no other choice, it was the only ready-to-go bike we had. We rode it and get to the campus.
I had my brother to bring the mat. I rode it fast but safe. I love to play safe. I tried to get it faster but it couldn't. I twisted the gas handlebar to its maximum but the needle won't get more than 80 km per hour, I needed to get faster otherwise my brother will be late for school. We would be killing each other of our quarrel if we were late. Angrily I said in my mind, "See? It can't go faster can it?"
When we reached Blok O, something went terribly wrong. Right after the red light ended, I quickly accelerated my bike. When the needle reached 80 suddenly my rear tire got unstable. It drifted right. When I tried to stabilize it, it drifted left; I kept stabilize it on and on and on and it kept drift right and left. That time I realized, My rear tire bursted and it quickly became a flat tire and I knew that there will be more annoying things I would have that day. I slowed down and pulled over. Thank God we didn't slipped and fell. As you know, vehicles behind us were so many. If we fell the worst possibility is got crushed by those vehicles then our body would stick to the road, and those vehicles were not only motorbikes and cars, but also buses and trucks. Big buses and trucks.
I left my brother in the sidewalk then I stopped for a second to think. If I have it fixed it would spend more time and money, and the good news is I have no money at all. That was the second annoying thing. It was Saturday and I had already spent my allowance for that week. There was only one choice, got back home and take the other bike. I ask the house key to my brother, took a detour and slowly but sure I got back home with flat tire. It felt a bit weird riding a bike with flat tire. It felt like you car drifting on a slippery way all the way. Only this time I used motorbike instead of car. It got more challenging since I got to go fast otherwise we could be late, especially my brother. And if I go fast I might fell down and have scratch and bruise all over my body. But luckily I safely and quickly got back home. I opened the door with the key I asked from my brother. I put the flat-tired bike in and take my bike out. Good news, the fuel meter is on the red. I never could get it full since I had to buy so many things last week. I didn't care about it. Since within a second my brother would get late, I rushed back to where I left my brother. When I reach the spot where the first bike's tire bursted I remembered, I left the key hanging on the keyhole. Jesus Christ!!! It was almost late and I needed to get back home, it was half way through to the campus tough. That was another annoying thing. I have no choice but got back home to pick the key or my house would get burgled. Again I took a detour, and this time I rushed back home, not drifted.
Only five minute I arrived at my house around Kota Gede from Blok O. I picked the key and quickly rushed to the sidewalk where I left my brother to pick my brother up to school. He looked upset and said (again, in Javanese of course), "you take me to my school, leave the bike with me; you walk to your own campus!"
"What???" I yelled in my mind, "My brother just commanded me???". No other option, we rushed to his school, I got off the bike and walked from Southern gate of De Britto College to the inner hall of Sanata Dharma Univesity. Below the hot morning sun of Jogjakarta I walk with my backpack on my back and a mat in my right hand. Phew... finally I managed to the campus wet of sweat but not late. It was truly annoying but it's challenging.
Preparation needs time, that's why I woke up early to prepare the stuff for EWD. I put my clothes, my towel, soap, toothbrush, toothpaste, underwear and so many other things in my backpack. I couldn't put it all in my backpack, therefore I slipped some of the things inside the mat; they were my jumper and my slippers. As I say, preparation needs time, but this preparation needed more than I thought. It was almost late when I finished pack all my stuff. I told my brother to warm up the motorbike while I finished my breakfast. I ate as fast as I could that time, but my brother told me to be faster. I yelled at him if he wanted me to get choked. It was 6.45 when he told me to get faster. No wonder, the bell rings at 6.55 at my brother's school.
I finished my breakfast and get out of the house not long after he told me to be faster. Right after I stepped out of my house I realized that he warmed up the wrong motorbike. It had to be my motorbike he warmed up but it was not mine. It was my mother's motorbike. It can't run fast especially with heavier load, while my bike can. I told my brother angrily, in Javanese of course, that the bike he warmed up can't run fast. But no other choice, it was the only ready-to-go bike we had. We rode it and get to the campus.
I had my brother to bring the mat. I rode it fast but safe. I love to play safe. I tried to get it faster but it couldn't. I twisted the gas handlebar to its maximum but the needle won't get more than 80 km per hour, I needed to get faster otherwise my brother will be late for school. We would be killing each other of our quarrel if we were late. Angrily I said in my mind, "See? It can't go faster can it?"
When we reached Blok O, something went terribly wrong. Right after the red light ended, I quickly accelerated my bike. When the needle reached 80 suddenly my rear tire got unstable. It drifted right. When I tried to stabilize it, it drifted left; I kept stabilize it on and on and on and it kept drift right and left. That time I realized, My rear tire bursted and it quickly became a flat tire and I knew that there will be more annoying things I would have that day. I slowed down and pulled over. Thank God we didn't slipped and fell. As you know, vehicles behind us were so many. If we fell the worst possibility is got crushed by those vehicles then our body would stick to the road, and those vehicles were not only motorbikes and cars, but also buses and trucks. Big buses and trucks.
I left my brother in the sidewalk then I stopped for a second to think. If I have it fixed it would spend more time and money, and the good news is I have no money at all. That was the second annoying thing. It was Saturday and I had already spent my allowance for that week. There was only one choice, got back home and take the other bike. I ask the house key to my brother, took a detour and slowly but sure I got back home with flat tire. It felt a bit weird riding a bike with flat tire. It felt like you car drifting on a slippery way all the way. Only this time I used motorbike instead of car. It got more challenging since I got to go fast otherwise we could be late, especially my brother. And if I go fast I might fell down and have scratch and bruise all over my body. But luckily I safely and quickly got back home. I opened the door with the key I asked from my brother. I put the flat-tired bike in and take my bike out. Good news, the fuel meter is on the red. I never could get it full since I had to buy so many things last week. I didn't care about it. Since within a second my brother would get late, I rushed back to where I left my brother. When I reach the spot where the first bike's tire bursted I remembered, I left the key hanging on the keyhole. Jesus Christ!!! It was almost late and I needed to get back home, it was half way through to the campus tough. That was another annoying thing. I have no choice but got back home to pick the key or my house would get burgled. Again I took a detour, and this time I rushed back home, not drifted.
Only five minute I arrived at my house around Kota Gede from Blok O. I picked the key and quickly rushed to the sidewalk where I left my brother to pick my brother up to school. He looked upset and said (again, in Javanese of course), "you take me to my school, leave the bike with me; you walk to your own campus!"
"What???" I yelled in my mind, "My brother just commanded me???". No other option, we rushed to his school, I got off the bike and walked from Southern gate of De Britto College to the inner hall of Sanata Dharma Univesity. Below the hot morning sun of Jogjakarta I walk with my backpack on my back and a mat in my right hand. Phew... finally I managed to the campus wet of sweat but not late. It was truly annoying but it's challenging.
11 September 2009
EWD in Wonogondang
At first I thought Wonogondang was very similar with every inn I found in Kaliurang. After I saw its announcement board, I even thought that Wonogondang is a deep forest. But again, I was wrong. It was similar to a forest but with less trees with so many barren patches where we can stand our tent, held our activities and do many thing else.
Once we arrived there, we still waiting the last bus. We sit on the grass with our bag by our side and we gather around to share our trip to Wonogondang. We wait so long that we made our bottom flat, like someone spanked our bottom thousands times. I wanted to stand up to gave my bottom relieve but I already stand up in the whole way to Wonogondang. I can't stand to stand up anymore!
Finally the last bus arrived and we gathered before the stage to listen for some information. After that we got to our tent, put our stuff there. We took a rest until at five then we gather with our group of talent show to prepare our talent show. Too bad for us; because of the lack of preparation we did not have an all-out talent show, and too bad for me because I become a male cheerleader. My group leader, mbak Rista, and my friend, Lice, messed my face with make-up. They rub my face with foundation rudely; they put blusher on my cheeks and eye shadow around my eye, and finally they used a lipstick to colour my lips. The lipstick tasted like crayon! Yuck! We were very embarrassed of our silly make-ups, but what can we say? Show must go on!
Exactly before our show began, we forgot very important thing; our pom-poms. The girls promised to make us those pom-poms but they didn't make us any. Since that accessory was very important but we couldn't get on stage without that, we made our own pom-poms from the plantation. I grabbed 2 dead leaves for it. Wearing our sarong and silly make-ups we finally get on stage. With "Tokyo Drift" as our background song we did our stupid-shameless move. Actually we've coordinated our moves but somehow we ruined it all in our show, or maybe only I did. After a moment of those uncoordinated moves we've reach the peak of our "pom-pom boys" performance, the pyramid. We made a pyramid consisting of all the pom-pom boys. Three boys crouched on the ground then two more boys crouched above the three boys. Nelson was on the top, he yelled and then jumped. At the end, our group danced together we made our last pyramid and ended our performance.
After the performance I rushed to the bath room to remove my make-ups. I didn't want my other friends laughed at me because my silly make-ups neither did my group mate. I washed my face with soap, body soap not facial soap, and it wouldn't disappear. I didn't have a mirror with me so I asked my friend if my make-ups still on my face or not. He said it still. I washed my face again, only this time I washed it harder. I asked my friend again and he said that there was still a little make-up around my eyes. Jesus Christ! I've scratched my face so hard to remove this make-up and it still won't get lost! I say woman must be very strong that they can remove their make-ups easily. I didn't manage to get rid of all the make-up so I ignored the rest around my eye.
The talent show finished and then we gather around to listen for a short briefing for a midnight adventure in Wonogondang. We rested in the same tent before the midnight trip. Around at 3 AM we woke up and did our morning trip. It was very cold but the sky was very clear. Stars were everywhere. We can't se those at our home. To bad I couldn't see those clearly because of my myopia. We've managed the trip but too bad one of our friend, Rina, couldn't be with us on our way back to the camp. Her foot got twisted. After we got to the camp we gather again to do our so-called Outbond activity. We did so many games there but only one that make ma annoyed. In the game "tarzan" we must hang on a rope to swing to get across the water. I held the rope very high wishing that I won't fell to the water. But something went terribly wrong. The rope expanded although I could nearly get across but my pants got wet. I made a big splash though. Lice couldn't got across either. We both made two big splashes. We continued our game till noon. I took a bath and have my lunch and breakfast after i did all the task. Then we packed our stuff to finally get onboard the bus and went home. It was very tiring but exciting. I hate it, but I love it.
(^_^)8
At first I thought Wonogondang was very similar with every inn I found in Kaliurang. After I saw its announcement board, I even thought that Wonogondang is a deep forest. But again, I was wrong. It was similar to a forest but with less trees with so many barren patches where we can stand our tent, held our activities and do many thing else.
Once we arrived there, we still waiting the last bus. We sit on the grass with our bag by our side and we gather around to share our trip to Wonogondang. We wait so long that we made our bottom flat, like someone spanked our bottom thousands times. I wanted to stand up to gave my bottom relieve but I already stand up in the whole way to Wonogondang. I can't stand to stand up anymore!
Finally the last bus arrived and we gathered before the stage to listen for some information. After that we got to our tent, put our stuff there. We took a rest until at five then we gather with our group of talent show to prepare our talent show. Too bad for us; because of the lack of preparation we did not have an all-out talent show, and too bad for me because I become a male cheerleader. My group leader, mbak Rista, and my friend, Lice, messed my face with make-up. They rub my face with foundation rudely; they put blusher on my cheeks and eye shadow around my eye, and finally they used a lipstick to colour my lips. The lipstick tasted like crayon! Yuck! We were very embarrassed of our silly make-ups, but what can we say? Show must go on!
Exactly before our show began, we forgot very important thing; our pom-poms. The girls promised to make us those pom-poms but they didn't make us any. Since that accessory was very important but we couldn't get on stage without that, we made our own pom-poms from the plantation. I grabbed 2 dead leaves for it. Wearing our sarong and silly make-ups we finally get on stage. With "Tokyo Drift" as our background song we did our stupid-shameless move. Actually we've coordinated our moves but somehow we ruined it all in our show, or maybe only I did. After a moment of those uncoordinated moves we've reach the peak of our "pom-pom boys" performance, the pyramid. We made a pyramid consisting of all the pom-pom boys. Three boys crouched on the ground then two more boys crouched above the three boys. Nelson was on the top, he yelled and then jumped. At the end, our group danced together we made our last pyramid and ended our performance.
After the performance I rushed to the bath room to remove my make-ups. I didn't want my other friends laughed at me because my silly make-ups neither did my group mate. I washed my face with soap, body soap not facial soap, and it wouldn't disappear. I didn't have a mirror with me so I asked my friend if my make-ups still on my face or not. He said it still. I washed my face again, only this time I washed it harder. I asked my friend again and he said that there was still a little make-up around my eyes. Jesus Christ! I've scratched my face so hard to remove this make-up and it still won't get lost! I say woman must be very strong that they can remove their make-ups easily. I didn't manage to get rid of all the make-up so I ignored the rest around my eye.
The talent show finished and then we gather around to listen for a short briefing for a midnight adventure in Wonogondang. We rested in the same tent before the midnight trip. Around at 3 AM we woke up and did our morning trip. It was very cold but the sky was very clear. Stars were everywhere. We can't se those at our home. To bad I couldn't see those clearly because of my myopia. We've managed the trip but too bad one of our friend, Rina, couldn't be with us on our way back to the camp. Her foot got twisted. After we got to the camp we gather again to do our so-called Outbond activity. We did so many games there but only one that make ma annoyed. In the game "tarzan" we must hang on a rope to swing to get across the water. I held the rope very high wishing that I won't fell to the water. But something went terribly wrong. The rope expanded although I could nearly get across but my pants got wet. I made a big splash though. Lice couldn't got across either. We both made two big splashes. We continued our game till noon. I took a bath and have my lunch and breakfast after i did all the task. Then we packed our stuff to finally get onboard the bus and went home. It was very tiring but exciting. I hate it, but I love it.
(^_^)8
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