Annearly's Journal

A few months ago, I joined an APYC. This camp was held at Baliwoso Ecotourism Park, Bali. The issue that brought by this camp is 'the future of greeneration' (if I'm not mistaken :v). There was a schedule of what we would be doing during this camp. As I can remember, there was a barbeque time (we burn corn while waiting for the new year). Moreover, we have a first meeting and a mini-game of guessing each others' names, a firework time at 12.03 AM. And then, we also have a daily exercise, seminar, discussion time, presenting time, megibung time, kecak dance show, and many more. It was fun to be a part of this camp. This camp is totally a new experience of me talking to a lot of foreigners. There are 10 countries that participated with 70 delegates. Indonesia has the largest amount of delegates. Usually, I just talking to my foreign lecturer or to my foreign friend through Facebook or email. So it was really nice to feel the sensation of talking, discussing, and presentin...

Kalau bicara masalah menulis cerpen, puisi, karya ilmiah, novel, jurnal ya sulit lah kalau tidak bakat apalagi jika tidak pernah menulis sebelumnya, teriak kita semua. Rasanya kita kehabisan kata-kata padahal kalau nggosip di whatsap lancarnya enggak ketulungan. Padahal sama-sama menulis kan ya. Bagi sebagian mahasiswa, disuruh nulis esai, paper, atau apa lah itu namanya, adalah tugas yang abstrak, alias ngga mudeng mau nulis apa dan mau mulai dari mana. Ditambah harus cari sumber sana sini, setelah itu harus menemukan kalimat sendiri supaya tidak terkesan plagiat.  Bagiku juga begitu. Menulis merupakan kegiatan dimana aku dituntut untuk menghasilkan tulisan yang baik tapi juga enak dibaca. Berbobot sekaligus ringan. Lha, trus piye ya?  Waktu masih SD, aku sering menghabiskan waktu dengan menulis puisi di buku tulis SIDU isi 38 lembar. Puisinya kalau dijumlah sudah 60an tuh, kalau dibukukan sudah bisa setenar Abdurahman Faiz deh, dengan judul berita "Siswa Kelas Empat Menul...

Some of us may think a birthday is an important day, while the rest of us may think it is just an ordinary day that no need to be celebrated. It's actually our right to define the meaning of birthday depends on what we believe. This is the list that a birthday means for me, from year to year. 1. Birthday: A day when I receive a present Birthday cake, balloon, candle, present, joyful song, warm hugs, family, friends, and new wishes. Those are what I'm waiting for on my birthday. That was my thought when I was a kid. I thought a birthday was really a special day. No sorrow, just happiness. There is no other emotion but happiness. I was happy because I would have several presents only for myself.  2. Birthday: A day when our time is decreasing When I was in Junior High School, there were some religious events that talked about the real meaning of birthday depends on our death time. Basically, there is a limited time of our lives in this world. We will face death, whether we are re...

Some of my friends keep asking me how can I manage to read a lot of books. They asked me how to have an interest in reading. This is a story that gives you the truth that my reading-hobby doesn't come in one night. I started to read when I was 6 years old. I was still in the first grade in elementary school and  I couldn't even know how to write 'kambing'.  That 'mbing' put me in a huge effort until I asked for help. That was embarrassing, right :) Then, my mom got an ambition to improve my reading and writing skill. Does it sound nice? It wasn't that nice actually. Every day, my mom would make me sit in my chair then I would spend several minutes spelling and reading simple words such as 'tata' 'bala' 'nana' 'baba' 'zizi' yeah something like that. That was boring because I really hate reading. Fortunately, after a couple of months, I was able to read several sentences fluently. I thought my nightmare had just been ...

Today, I can't sleep even though it's nearly 3 AM. Maybe it happens because of a half glass of coffee. I really want to sleep, but somehow because of this situation, I can sit alone in the dark in my room, with no noise appear. Then, there are many old memories come to me, one by one. Most of them are cheerful memories, when I got what I wanted, when I won a competition, and when I shared my time laughing together with my family and friends. I'm grateful to have all of them and I'm happy with the fact that I still remember the warm atmosphere that belongs to them.  However, there are several bad memories too. Even though it all has passed, I still can feel the worry, anger, and sorrow. I'm turning 20 years now, but there are too many wishes of mine that haven't become true yet. Now, I'm going to live out my dream, to do what I love; writing. This blog will be filled by my thoughts and my diary that wrote both in English and Indonesian. I do hope you will get...