Unpredictable Experience with Dr. Science

Where should I start? Okay, I’m not trying to be cheesy but the story y’all gonna read is what truly happened for real. I’d begin with a question ‘WHAT THE HECK IS IT ALL ABOUT?’. Malang has been such a wonderful place and herein I found the real meaning of living a damn life. No.. seriously, I just kiddin’ but that is what happened. College life seemed so awesome (at first!). Everything just turned out so evil that I don’t know why I still survived. Signing up for two students’ clubs at university could not quench my thirst for a friggin damn life. It beat me black and blue but it fucked me so good and I could never get enough!

Tito's Class

Tito’s Class

I was trying to hunt for a part-time job before I eventually landed a part-time English teacher in an institution not quite far from where I’d been studying. This crazy journey took me almost a year, but I was not alone. My mate, Jimy, who was as curious as I was about the part-time job, had my back. We had been researching some vacancies available either online or offline but most of them did not meet our expectations — even we could’ve been apprentices if we’d taken some up on the offers!

Fate unfortunately didn’t bring us together. We had to live our own lives. I didn’t stop and neither did he! Te, one of the best mates I’ve known so far, showed me a link from a random Twitter account like three years ago and it directed us to a job vacancy that was looking for a part-time English tutor! Tada! I worked for them for like two years before I decided to resign. Te had even sent in her resignation months before I did the same thing.

Then… what is Dr. Science anyway? Is it the workplace where I ended up working?

It couldn’t have happened if one of my friends, Choirinnisa, did not post it on the group chat. I ain’t serious when I replied to her offer, but I was just saying ‘Okay… I’ll take you up on that offer’. The next day, I Googled the office’s location as she told me, and it was like ten minutes or less away from the boarding house. I was still wondering what it would be like.

Cindy's class (Sorry for the shakes)

Cindy’s class (Sorry for the shakes)

Eventually I could locate where it was! To be frank, I lost my way and it took me around 30 minutes to successfully find it. I just realised it wasn’t Dr. Science – not until few months later when they proposed a name and asked me to give any ideas about the name. I was like a bit surprised when they came up with that name and I guess it represented the whole thing in it. Sure. That’s a good name.

Dr. Science is a start-up established by some mindful people with brilliant passion. I know they were at least vulnerable to compete with other competitors which progress significantly and have got a head start, but this is a once-in-a-lifetime experience to be along with them. I am not really damn close to all of the people working here, but you know, only few of them that I know and they are good people I guess. My first weeks were full of teaching teens in the afternoons and I gotta squeeze in this timetable while I was still doing my stuff at the university. It’s a bit crazy man. Several times had I deterred myself from hanging out with other fellas, but that’s my choice after all.

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I met fabulous students with incredible passion about learning outside school. There was always time when I felt about quitting this job. January 2016. That’s all when it all crossed my mind to give up, but I realised I had to keep my promise and would not quit — not until it all came to an end. I had to go back and forth from Surabaya to Malang almost every week in the beginning of 2016. I know you thought I was mad, but I would never hit back at any judgments over me and how crazy I was. I know I was on duty and I had to finish what I had started. Nothing can hinder me.

Local trains had been friends with me for a long time and I owe them indeed. And now.. when the story unfolds, everything that I have started nears the end. It draws nearer. I am so thankful for any opportunities that Putra, Fitri and Sherly have shared with me. Now, Dr Science has completely changed, but this change will never alter the positive energy that enlightens and empowers others to be equally confident about what they are doing. Don’t ever let it be a commotion that lasts for a short period. I’ll see you around, Dr. Science.

P.S. Some photos attached in this post are by courtesy of the owners of Instagram accounts.

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Teaching Course

In this post, I would just like to share a link of a video about the Q&A session with the English teaching professionals from British Council. The session is actually a part of the online course that I have been joining since last January 2016 and will come to an end this March. You can still catch up this free online course by signing up HERE.

I raised a question about EFL Teaching Practices that you can watch through the link provided above. This post will accompany a new post – slated to release next month – about my latest ELT experience.

Intern 101: Things I Adore

It would probably take more than two pages (I’m dramatising my post!!) to recount the whole things I experienced during my first EVVAAA internship.  #Internship101

I’d rather make it shorter ‘cuz I believe it ain’t worth a shot for ya, but I just kept making it work out as it was meant to be. LOL… Well, here we GOOO…

Once upon a time…

He X the BM Team

He X the BM Team

I never thought that this would take such a long time of my life, but when it is concluded, I know why it took that way. As a requirement I and other guys have to comply with, internship had been one of the nerve-racking moments in college, not forgetting the thesis. I been doin’ good from scratch. And just so you know that we’re granted freedom to select any institutions we want to, but at least, they got linear relationship with the major we take, which is English Language and Literature.

My Second Mentor

My Second Mentor

Of all friends I know, I was one of those few countable guys taking an early step to kick off this laborious activity. I applied for an institution keen on English test service in Surabaya. They told me via email that I would be contacted within a few days or a week, but surprisingly, I never give a damn, but they did. A sweet promise led to disappointment which is not cool at all, man.

Clock is ticking and one, two or three of my friends already got their cool positions. Say, an adventurous travel guide, a rookie translator, and many more. They got their a$$ really feeling good. I was still there after getting dumped for a misery I would never want to have.

Such a pleasant, helpful lady!

Such a pleasant, helpful lady!

I listed a number of institutions which are credible, and of course unlikely to dump me for the second time. I put my faith on the second one running business in the education – sort of school. I been kinda familiar with this one, but could never get enough of it. In the meantime, I got a call from a branch office of the institution in Malang – which shockingly also opens an office in Surabaya – and they told me that I got ‘a second chance’ I could never interpret what that meant.

Back in January, it felt so surreal to me just because of an email stating I could sit in for an interview – less than a week after I sent my application for a job position – and of course, a TEST! To be honest, I put all my effort – the best yet effort – into it, but I gotta admit that I ain’t geared up, and thus I quit like a coward two days after a released information on my admittance – in short, I aced the tests.

When they gave me a ring in May for the second chance, I had no idea what to do – not until I consulted my mum for an advice. I said ‘yes’ to them and would be happy to rekindle my relationship with them.

Unfortunately, my application for the internship programme in the second institution I’d been hoping for did not meet my expectation. They did not even give me a call to assure me that I could work for them and of course, assurance when I’d be able to kick off the programme. This situation got me into despair in the middle of May. To make it even worse, the Malang office deserted me anyway. I hate it. A type of wishy-washy lodge.

Okay…now let’s go ahead with the saga.

This class is EPIC!

This class is EPIC!

Twice already had I been disappointed and feeling choked, but life really must go on or otherwise, time’s gonna explode. Time didn’t hang heavy, but it flew! Just saying that I was desperate… not until it popped up on my mind. Then I sent an application to a world-famous institution I betchu all already knew. Yup.. you almost got it.. EF ENGLISH FIRST! A language school where I used to study. I know it’s crazy, but it’s demanding doe.

Needed almost a week or even more till they called me up. At first, they asked me which positions I’d like to be. Marketing would be fine to me. Few days later, they called me back to inform me that they had ‘Teacher’ position to fill in. I said ‘yes’, but the thing is, I had to sit the test. Well, fine.

Class of the Year

Class of the Year

That Thursday in May, I sat the test and was interviewed by TWO interviewers at a time. It took about half an hour to find out the result and I WAS HIRED! I started out the following week in Kayun, Surabaya.

General introduction to the products by EF English First and systems valued there was what I had to learn in the first. I’d had my own timetable and for the second and the rest, I’d have to cover some classes taught by my mentor.

Oh all right. Guess I gotta tell you that I was assigned not only at one centre – as we all know that EF has several centres in Surabaya – and it undeniably means that I had more than one mentor to assist me with all about the internship. However, I had so much fun with the staff and the students! When I was assigned to Bukit Mas centre, I met my then English teacher. I didn’t blame him for forgetting who I was since I was his student back in 2011 and he may have been through so many things!

Me and a mentor at PTC

Me and a mentor at PTC

You know, this internship means a lot to me ‘cos I met so many people from different background and from around the world! I realise how important it is to sit in on Cross-Cultural Understanding and Intro. to Business English classes. I bumped into my senior at university who is now working for EF and I was so happy to find out that she could have my back when I was feeling bushed.

Anyway, I always admire the enthusiasm EF teachers have and share, and I start thinking that I gotta work up the same feeling as what they do. When I wrapped up the final week of the internship at EF PTC, I still can’t believe it happened. Five weeks. And I am now nonchalant. Thank you for always making me giddy.

Legato Leadership Training 2014 (Coverage)

Last year, I promptly released a coverage of Legato Leadership Training 2013, a time when I was trained for sure. Today, it marks the commencement of a new version of the coverage of another LLT where I wasn’t trained, but I did. When you guys read this cautiously, I never have a doubt to appoint any names which might supportively indulge my very freshly-composed writing. Any subjectivity may occur during the perusal, but have a good reading..!!

All in straight line..

All in straight line..

Similar to last year proceedings, it was all commenced officially with a solemn ceremony in the morning. Everybody was in navy suit. I preferred taking a side-on row that I could have a chance to gaze at the protocol entirely. It was not always coming to be a good start for us to have it started to perfection. Taking a whole overnight training before a day came is a serious matter which I undoubtedly found a bit funny. However, I did appreciate my mates for making this all run as we all looked forward to.

Worn out, eh?

Worn out, eh?

In spite of ‘rubber time’ being avoidable, the sleepyheads were not. Adjusting this event to be as such what we demanded ain’t as easy as apple pie. This proved, hence, ordinary for the committee to feel drowsy, instead of extremely energetic on that day. I was one of them to be honest. The ceremonial morn wrapped up effectively as well as punctually. I indeed saluted the guys having had put up the flagpole at the car park.

Bit words of the Mister and Mistress :)

Bit words of the Mister and Mistress 🙂

One out of four days was filled in with loads of sermons. Starting from 7 a.m. up to approximately 4 p.m. in which a lunch break took place at noon was all definitely backbreaking. When I was the one being trained back in 2013, I could not even feel my pretty a$$. My bunch of mates also felt the way I did. The game session was a source of merriment nevertheless. I would never have it crossed my mind if there would not be a kinky idea showing up during the sheer boredom. Yeah… truly an enjoyment!! But this year, it gotta be the whole difference. Being promoted to the chief of a subsidiary part of my organisation meant that this time I needed to talk more frequently promoting all-you-wanna-know to all-comers. It was always a great idea when somebody raised their hands and got started bombarding you with colourful questions. Good job!!

Anyone would to ask??

Anyone would to ask??

Day 2 was a press-up for the new buds. They were got to create an event in the blink of an eye in a day..!! Reminiscing me of the time when I had to hunt for the autographs of the important which ended up opening my eyes widely that the ones I hunted down were frigging piracy!! Surely a chuckle to see back. That was what these buds were about to deal with. I was frigging sure they would no sooner realise they were on the game, but once they were in, nobody could get out of the way having been set up. And, just as I had been trying to figure out previously, they were even trickier to reach the finish line before us. I gotta admit they were brilliant for sure. But, it all didn’t come to an end as simply as they would love to see. A grand ‘prize’ was awaiting them, but as a saying goes, ‘All good things come to an end’, they need patience and strategically a control to pass it.

The Massive!!

The Massive!!

I’d dearly express my gratitude to Mr Fahmi, Ms Talita and Ms Ran. You guys been doing the toughest put-up job throughout the day and it had to be ended (on the day 2) dreadfully. Hope you not remain hesitated, though. That is all for the indoor training.

Day 2 Out of 4: SIMULATION

Day 2 Out of 4: SIMULATION

I’m doubted if spilling it out may wound some subjects anonymously mentioned beforehand. But, this was what happened: some friends had just discovered that it was illegal for the faculty to let their students hold an event outdoors acknowledging a recent news of the brutality by the bloodthirsty seniors of a private college in town. Thus it was no wonder they took precautions before something worse possibly occurred. After such a lengthy argument, we got the legality few days prior to the anticipated date. This made quite an impact on other friends whose job could take a longer time than available. I and my team working on facilities gotta exhaust our focus to ferret the stuff. Not an easy case man, but this one was a little hasty to get done. I was slightly convinced we would not make it. One thing which I remain not to be able to deal with is a day when my mate and I attempted to rent a gigantic tent in an army force. Since I had never been to such place, it sounded weird for me to hearken the spelling of hardness out of ‘their’ mouths. At least, I got a mojo to stand still and encourage myself not to return for life.

Comical performance by B.I.T.C.H :D

Comical performance by B.I.T.C.H 😀

After all, the day we had been awaiting was nigh. The night before the event, the team set off for the decided spot. I need to thank Ainur for giving me a lift during the night racing turning out to be a damn belated scheduled eventually. With lots of craps, it proved to be uneasy to pack and unpack them upwards the dark hill. Nature seemed not to be friendly enough that night. A sudden gust of wind blew our faces when we were trying to put up the master tent. After taking hours to get done, our tent was perfectly standing up the hill against the gust which might come all of sudden, but it seemed strong enough to stay put.

I was silly watching The Silly Story's gig

I was silly watching The Silly Story’s gig

That night, I also had almost lost my cellular which slipped away unnoticed. When being on way down the hill to get back to town, desperate due to missing thing, I heard a tool beeping around. That was my phuckin phone..!! Totally disorientated for a while. That was after midnight when I could lay my back on the sheet.

Closing ceremony

Closing ceremony

The next day I came along with the mass by lorry carrying us over to venue. The proceedings took two days. Thankfully, that was a good day!! Compared to 2013, it was a way much better that what I experienced. At night, particularly midnight, the participants were woken up. This was what been waited..!! Night Touring (more playful brand) got them all bringing lanterns with them and following the lead. There were three stopovers they all gotta pay a visit. And, there they’d get ‘sermons’ again… but differently. This was aimed not to discourage one’s self, but merely to test the mentality so that leadership could flourish in themselves. Any violence is highly prohibited. I guarded at post twain with some pals until dawn was nigh. I was wrecked though due to drowsiness, yet couldn’t close these phucking eyes!

My new fam... *hyped*

My new fam… *hyped*

Sun had risen high and the next agenda was a sort of warm-up blatantly led by multi person. That was the closing for the 2-day camping-like which nearly got my skin burnt. Everyone started to pack their stuff and the closing ceremony, afterwards, was held under the sunrays. It was a bit warm, though. However, we were merry since it all paid off. Not much to say, but I hope incalculably good things will always be bestowed upon this new regime under the supervision of Ms Mirta. This might be the final coverage of LLT I jotted down and I’m gonna miss so much. CHOP CHOP…!!

© 2014

Paying a Visit to the Capital

It should’ve been posted up on my blog a few weeks earlier, but there had been so many things I needed to get through shortly after I returned from the CAPITAL. I can’t conceal this feeling that I was so merry to jot down anything I have experienced during my debut visit to Jakarta.

We're in #JAHkarta !!

We’re in #JAHkarta !!

Why I sort of must recount and upload this one is because the visit was not just a recreational activity, but furthermore it had a special purpose. We did have certain purposes to set off to Jakarta in the early week of December 2013. I would awfully be grateful to Ran whom had apprised me of this remarkable time since without her, it would just never happen. My gratitude goes out to Shinta who had been working hard to draw up any arcane documents so that we all could be headed to Jakarta with cut price tickets, and to Jimy, Arlita and Nadia who had their backs during the proceedings, I’m highly thankful for that special time.

Welcome to UNJ - State University of Jakarta!

Welcome to UNJ – State University of Jakarta!

It was all begun when Ran became a proponent in front of the entire members of LEGATO, a local English students association. She said that our English department had just received an invitation from State University of Jakarta to attend a national conference, called Indonesia English Students Conference (IESC) supposedly hosted in the capital from December 6 to 8. This annual event had been organised in Brawijaya University in 2012 and there were reportedly 200 attendees, and at once I hoped to meet more joiners in Jakarta.

There were just few people anxiously knowing the news because not only did she tell about the conference, but an essay competition to enter for as well. In 2013, there were four optional topics which the entire participants could select out. All topics had something to do with the language shifting in Indonesia which meant that each essay was to showcase a relevant problematic situation regarding the counterbalance effort of English to Bahasa. Then it ain’t no surprising that only some got interested to join. However, it did not prove as smooth as silk. The faculty became such a real barrier. They would just allow two people to sit through the conference. After contemplating for such a long period, there were only four people who were willing to go. The situation was getting worse since the faculty almost loaned no pennies as regards the end of the year. We had been so worried about hearing this unexpected news. Never did I think it would have been so much complicated that it had ever crossed my mind to sign out.

The first day of the IESC 2013

The first day of the IESC 2013

On the one hand we had to deal with this dilemma, but on the other hand we were all supposed to finish off our essays in due course. In the meantime, a shocking news percolated. Two other people who were never thought to be going to come along with us eventually entered for the conference as well as the essay competition. They are my freshman and junior respectively. Honestly, I did admire them both since they did not rely upon the funding. They splashed out on it, though. In awaiting for response of the faculty, we successfully managed to end up at the verge of the making of our essays. At the same time, we tried to reserve the seats for the December-fifth departure. It took much effort to purchase the tickets. At last we obtained ours.

After so many speculations taking part in this administration, we set off for Jakarta on December 5 ultimately. We took an economy class train and this didn’t disappoint me, though. I felt comfy all along the way to the capital. We departed at nearly 3 p.m. or exactly one hour later than the expected timetable. This actually pissed me off since we didn’t get any single seats in the waiting room and it sucked.

Colourful dance opened the ceremony

Colourful dance opened the ceremony

Because of the delayed departure, the train arrived at Pasar Senen Stationt late. In short, we spent 17 hours on board. One thing which is being stuck in my mind, but I’m just able to laugh at it is that I gagged on such a lengthy road trip and in addition to that, I was starved. It was not only me who felt travel sickness, but my buddies as well. Scarcely had we hit the station when a friendly chap was awaiting us in the waiting room. I thought he was the one who would guide us to State University of Jakarta free of charge! Nevertheless, we frittered some rupiahs away for a so-called ‘lift’!! However, it doesn’t matter.

My friend as a speaker in the World Coffee session

My friend as a speaker in the World Coffee session

That was the first time I set foot in Jakarta, but I had got an idea that the traffic was backed up. Something I admired was the temperature because it is not as hot as Surabaya’s. Many people say it is blistering in Jakarta, but it is actually not true completely. Bringing heavy luggage was another problem. The one I borrowed from Niken seemingly needed to be fixed, especially the wheels. Should I bleat on it exactly here? LOL

Mind taking some pics? :D

Mind taking some pics? 😀

For sure, we had been being awaited by our official liaison, Ely, and she was the only one we relied on during the ‘goings-on’. She is an English Department student of State University of Jakarta when this blog was being jotted down. We surely thanked her for all her best assistance. That was Friday so that men had to do their pray. Unfortunately, I didn’t take any single pictures of the unique mosque of the university. Poor me! While the men were praying, the girls were standby in the nearby canteen having lunch. After we were all ready to leave for a dorm, the coach came to give us a lift with no charges of course. The bus was almost similar to the one we got in, Metro Mini by which we were headed the campus.

The gentle breeze cooled our faces while bus kept running at a crawl. It took about an hour until we reached the dorm. We had been so phuckin weary and everything just went so blurred that what we desired was to sleep in only. That night on the same day, we attended a sort of meet-and-greet event in a hall. I met so many English Department students of a variety of universities all over Indonesia. We were supposed to introduce our own department’s profile. Some were anxious to heed them.

One of the snapshots during GALA DINNER

One of the snapshots during GALA DINNER

On the next day, we got back to the campus for an opening ceremony as well as the main event. I couldn’t wait for it any longer. Since the announcement of the selected papers to be publicly presented on the event had already been announced, and we were of Malang chosen as the speakers, we had to be ready and prepared. Five out of six of us successfully won and it was a sort of pride for us. Some people ever asked me how we study at campus and it was ridiculed, though. After that, we had a kind of ‘Gala Dinner’ in which there was so much authentic food of Betawi, an indigenous tribe living in Jakarta. If I could take a conclusion from the dinner, it was such a gluttonous goings-on.

Dat Greasy SKIN!!!

Dat Greasy SKIN!!!

On Sunday, I was really upset since we were gonna leave this epic town with all its hustle and bustle. Even before that happened, we needed to come back to campus to showcase the conclusion of the selected papers in order to achieve the main goal of this conference. After it was all wrapped up, we took a stroll in some historic places, such as Monumen Nasional and Masjid Istiqlal. However, we almost had no chance to stop to purchase some souvenirs. With the luggage on us, we rushed to the central station as we didn’t want to miss the train. This all ended perfectly despite being fed up with the hectic timetable since the beginning. So beautiful!

©2013

The Coverage of National English ‘SUPER’ Olympiad 2013

A welcoming banner was flagging over the name of our faculty

A welcoming banner was flagging over the name of our faculty

What a nice day to recall something!! Via this reminiscence, I tried to reminisce and bring all stuff back to be recounted to y’all with a great pleasure of mine and my style as well. Not only would this story probably affect your ‘shitty’ life, it would also take you all away back to a time when it happened in the month of Halloween, THAT OCTOBER!

This is another best story ever made yet; I can’t even pick that awesomeness out of my mind for a while. I was a cast in this long journey and my friends were too. Never did I think it would really affect my life on interactions and cooperation my solid team had built so far. Let me steal your souls and put them in a tube fully o’ recording smokes.

This writing is fully and chiefly dedicated to my close-friend, DIMAS GALIH WIJAYA who is lying on his eiderdown to brave his illness when this coverage was being composed. We do miss to see your smile…

This is a truly dedicated writing

This is a truly dedicated writing

April 2013

I think I am still able to collect those missing pieces and lay them over my lap in a cool way. For the first time, couple of days after the anniversary of my English Department, we sat on edge of the evergreen rug discussing the wholesome idea which just popped out of our minds. It was not that easy to award one’s idea for the best than the others’. Not that easiness we did look forward to.

The official poster for National English Olympiad 2013

The official poster for National English Olympiad 2013

Conferring became so much serious that we almost missed out our main goal. Fortunately, it was capable of being settled down neatly as well as controversially. WORLD HERITAGE had just been mentioned for the theme of the year. Some speculated it would just be boredom for any reasons. No matter what it was, that theme took over others.

In a spirit of the Almighty, I did not know what I was feeling about, but God seemed to have whispered me to say that PRESERVE THE NATURE – CONSERVE THE CULTURE was true slap-bang. I tried conveying this idea to the team and approval had just been made for that.

May – September 2013

Supposing I were not in this brilliant team, I would have larked around during my 3-month holiday. I lucked, howsoever, into a part of this backbreaking work I had never done before. My team: Shinta, Uyun, Cita, Ima and Arlita had been trying to make this event look more fabulous and challenging as well. Some opined this so-called NATIONAL ENGLISH OLYMPIAD would just go ruined and I was even pushed to quit of this troublesome event, yet I kept my feet unmoved anywhere else. Staying on your mind, especially the burden of responsibility you must deal with at the same time, proved to be uneasy. Nevertheless, in case you believe in what you are doing, thou shalt gain rape.

Situation in the hall prior to the opening of NEO 2013 'Preliminary Round'

Situation in the hall prior to the opening of NEO 2013 ‘Preliminary Round’

In certain cases, I did not know which one I should do first. Contacting lecturers was so demanding. On the other hand, I had to travel miles away from my hometown to Malang, a small town in the southern East Java, to hold a meeting with my team. If you were me, I am pretty much sure that you would not want your vacation to be distracted and eventually concluded you would not leave. Not everybody is as THUG as my team. We, as one of the most solid team, have done our best to create excellence throughout this long journey.

Stalls were open for anyone

Stalls were open for anyone

October 2013

That day came and neared… willy-nilly we had to be ready for all things gonna happen. One thing for sure was that this event was hosted not only in Malang, but also in other cities, even other islands. Similar to the last year’s event, some of the teammates were flown and assigned to this vac-like job. I would, however, have rejoiced if I had been assigned to it. Unfortunately, I was supposed to stand by for the one in Malang.

Registration Centre was swamped with participants

Registration Centre was swamped with participants

13 cities witnessed what we had built for almost 6 month. It was not that easy as the bullshitters yelled at us. In one particular case, my lady friend was even persuaded to stay at a mosque while she was away. It was unjust tbh to assign a chick doing this risky work. Nonetheless, we are all EQUAL here. That’s a point I underline here literally.

Ssshh..!! PRELIM. ROUND is IN PROGRESS :D

Ssshh..!! PRELIM. ROUND is IN PROGRESS 😀

12th October, 2013

All participants from all around the places just touched down and they all must have been astounded by the design, thanks to Rizky and his team. That day, there were two rounds all participants must undergo and there would be only 4 representatives of each city and they were gonna compete on the final round.

All this work would be nothing without the helping hands of our dear lecturers :)

All this work would be nothing without the helping hands of our dear lecturers 🙂

These two rounds were similar to Test of English as a Foreign Language (TOEFL). In each round, there were levels of difficulty and these were challenging for sure. It is undoubtedly nobody wanted to go homewards early, but this is a challenge.

LOs is always the main aspect of this occasion

LOs is always the main aspect of this occasion

Last but not least, we possessed LIAISON OFFICERS whom also worked hard to guide all participant towards their own rooms. I used to be one of them tho!! Starting from 7 a.m. and ending in the afternoon was an absolute proof that we did it all. One point I was proud of was actually that there was no incoming complaint during that single day.

27th October, 2013

2 weeks after 12, we had such a quick heartbeat again. That was a final round and all selected-participants from all Indonesian cities would come to our event anyway. It is absolutely different from the other day because we had LISTENING, GAME, WRITING, and QUIZ SECTIONS. I was eager for that.

A round-table game was a part I love in this event

A round-table game was a part I love in this event

All was started at 7 a.m. punctually. Every one of us was on standby ready for unwished things. At 8 a.m. Listening Section was begun somehow. I confessed that I was particularly not good at listening, but glancing at the participants’ eagerness doing their test just lit my willingness FYI.

Regularly, the participants would be eliminated throughout all sections till we obtained the real WINNERS. I was truly proud that the WINNER was a student of Surabaya in which I was coming from. I did appreciate and salute her!!

Here are the real winners of NEO 2013

Here are the real winners of NEO 2013

This story for me is remarkable and always beautiful to remember until uncertain times and one thing for sure that I will always cherish is a process to present this event as best as we can. I am so much thankful to have these MAJAH partners: Desfri and Dian. Without their huge effort, it would never happen as prettily as we’ve seen!!

THE END

© 2013

The Backbreaking PAMERAN KARYA 2013

            Another story I wanna tell y’all is so much different in spite of the fact that some might have said it ain’t as different as I stated. It has something to do with a particular event my friends and I had prepared for almost 5 months. This is not about commercial or else, but something bigger.

My team is truly multitasking!!

My team is truly multitasking!!

            FYI that I’m eagerly attached to writing skill so that I implied to join a club in which there is a bunch of people with the same interest. It is very interesting to be around those such persons. They’re open-minded and highly educated. When it came to host an event, they didn’t want to have a cheapo one. This event is so-called PAMERAN KARYA 2013 where there was a sequence of events during a week.

Taking their seats at first day

Taking their seats at first day

          Since we had been holding several meetings to make this event not only fabulous, but also marvellous, the guests whom we invited were really eye-catching. We mentioned one of them; that is Ahmad Fuadi, a popular writer of Negeri 5 Menara. I felt it ain’t as easy as many people thought about. We had been assiduous in inviting so many guests that they would come to our event anyway.

            One thing that caused this event named PAMERAN KARYA is because the main goal that is to achieve has something to do with ‘an exhibition’. Every member of this club was supposed to turn in their book(s) in any forms. No matter what we wrote about, we just had to write, edit, print, and publish it. Eventually ours would be displayed on the racks standing up during the event. Personally, I found it a bit harder to jot down whatever crossing into my mind. For this year, I didn’t TURN IN any single book. Despite this, I guarantee myself to create one or two by next year.

After the show

After the show

            Regarding with the books, there had been more than 118 books collected in a month. It is less than what I hoped though for there are more than 100 members and there should have been so. This, however, staggeringly came to be a huge appreciation to be awarded to those whom were capable releasing theirs. CONGRATULATIONS!!

            PAMERAN KARYA 2013 was officially launched on September 29, 2013 in a bookstore in Malang. At that day, we had not only exhibition, but a discussion as well. The discussion was so mesmerising that some of the bookstore’s visitors came to see. We had an almost-two-hour discussion about the short stories made by a particular group of our folks.

Exhibiting the books wasn't proven easy thus far

Exhibiting the books wasn’t proven easy thus far

            The first day ran smoothly although there were not so many visitors as we all expected. We assumed that it may be because we did less effort to promote the first day. At least we thankfully rejoiced to have this run in good way.

Situation at Campus Library was pretty damn hectic on that day

Situation at Campus Library was pretty damn hectic on that day

            On the following day until the 4th of October, there were no significantly grand events. It had been planned to launch this exhibition once more at different venue, our campus library. For almost 5 days, 5 racks standing to put our books on show were attractive enough. Some students paid a visit to just go grabbing and reading one or some books. There was also a review competition for public. A chance also came for the club’s members and I tended to try this anyway. Ever having joined the same competition, but failed in the end didn’t discourage me to do it all again. I supposed it would be a great winning for me, though it finally was not.

Oops..! It's blurred pic, but somehow Imma figure this shyt out

Oops..! It’s blurred pic, but somehow Imma figure this shyt out

               One part I loved from this event is a discussion amongst the journos held at Tuesday night at a hall. Unfortunately, I skipped this event for I had to have my own business that late night. As said, the discussion talked about what’s happening in Indonesia and particularly about corruption cases. This should be interesting though.

Ahmad Fuadi on his throne!!

Ahmad Fuadi on his throne!!

            The last day of PAMERAN KARYA 2013 exhibited a talk show, not really free for anyone though. This was hosted on 5th October at City’s Library. We whipped everything needed out of our camp. Our preparation was made since Friday night of October 4. Everything in the hall was well-set and nothing unexpected was to be expectedly happening. The chief of this event wanted any spots should not be missed for any ways. From the seats to the stage had to be noticed carefully without missing another thing.

            When Saturday came by, our feelings mixed. Worrying about tardiness and anything else was such dilemma, but we must control it. Ahmad Fuadi arrived almost 20 minutes late from the schedule set already. One and half hour event was staggeringly causing the audience to give a standing ovation to him, and maybe the committee as well.

          PAMERAN KARYA 2013 made me deeply realise that what we have been trying to achieve eventually meets with what we have been dreaming about and this would not be successful without teamwork we had built so far…

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