Just a stupid entry

Hai orang orang beriman ….

Orang-orang yang tidak beriman tidak hai ….

Shhhhhhhhhhhhh

I am so frustated of finding job …

content uitzendbureau [temporary employment agency] offers nice jobs but unfortunately, they are not that friendly to people!!

Een rare adverteerder

Ik heb een advertentie over bedieningsmedewerker op een moderne, Aziatische restaurant gelezen op marktplaats.nl. Met nieuwsgierigheid belde ik de adverteerder op;

“Goede avond met mevrouw [naam]“
“Goede avond u spreekt met [naam]. Ik heb uw advertentie op een website net gelezen.”
“Oh ja, dat klopt. Het begint in April en de vacature is nog open.”
“Uit welk Aziatisch land komt het?”
“Het is een moderne restaurant, mevrouw.”
“Ja, maar dat vraag ik niet! Ik vraag uit welk land het komt. Indonesie? China? Japan? Thailand? Welk?”
*een stilte*
“Oh dat weet ik niet, ik moet de menu kaart nog kijken.”
“U bent de eigenaar maar u weet helemaal niet uit welk land het eten komt?”
*een stilte*
“hmmm oke, een moderne Aziatische restaurant. U weet nog niet omdat u de menukaart niet bij u hebt. Wow”
*en sorry, ik lachtte, maar dat kon ik niet ophouden*

Ik snap het echt niet. Deze blondine gaat een Aziatische restaurant openen maar weet niet uit welk Aziatisch land het eten komt en zoekt al personeels. Als ze gaat zeggen dat ik nog niet veel ervaringen heb dan is zij diegene die nog moet leren over Azie. Elke restaurant kan modern zijn, het probleem is of zij al heel veel weet over Azie, dat is het juist. Laat ik me niet kapot lachen hieroo ….

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The student life in the past

Garuda TV presented the gong and gamelan in a small town I’ve ever lived for about three years. This reminded me to the past because the presenter visited few places I’ve ever been. He went to the gong place I’ve also ever been to show us how gong and gamelan are being made. Every time when we went to our villa we always passed by this gong place. After it he went somewhere by the public transportation and stepped out on the street that looked very familiar for me. I first was doubting whether or not it’s opposite to my uncle’s house. He went inside a school building and I saw those elementary school students were busy playing their drums and gong. My curiousity got answered when I saw the banner on the wall with the name of my old school on it. I yelled and yelled, telling mom about it and I saw a very familiar face on the corner of it who apparently was my physics lecturer. All the past memories about the school time appeared in my head. I remembered how annoying and flirtatious he was with his big black spot on the left side of his chin. Which sometime had a piece of hair on the spot that I always found very ugly and dirty.

Almost all the family members from my mother side have graduated at this school, the differences are that this school was meant to be males only school and another school which seemed to be the sister was meant to be the females only school, ages ago. And both were [and are still] Catholic schools. My mother and our female family members have been studying at this females only school while my uncle and our male family members have been studying at the males only school which was my old school. Generation to generation, both of these schools were then opened for both females and males. My cousins, my sister and I were all studying at this school [to avoid confusion, we were studying at the school who has been interviewed by this TV presenter]. I remember the time when I was sitting in the class with my cousins, and the cousins who sat in the higher class than us made a gank. At that time when I just moved to this small town I didn’t know that the school I was going to attend was a very good school in this town and not all of the students could get allowance, seeing from the requirements they’d to fulfil, as their rapports, etc. I myself still don’t know about the requirements to get allowance at this school till now, but when I moved to this small town my mom only applied at this school and I was allowed.

I then heard all the past memories about how my uncles have made few of the lecturers mad, how they have teased them and how they’ve studied there. At the sister school my mom was such a tomboy girl when she was still studying there, riding her motor very hard. She told me the times when she was not allowed to wear cosmetic, she brought all her cosmetic to her friend’s house when there was a party somewhere. From home she just wore simple clothes with a normal shoes but she went to her friend’s house first and changed the clothes and shoes, put a cosmetic on her face and tada …. she’s ready to party. At night before she came back to her house she again went to her friend’s house to change all of it. With an innocent face she came back to her house with the clothes, and shoes she was wearing when she went out from her house. Then I told her,”haha! You was as naughty as me! How mother, how daughter! hahahaha!” with an evil grin while my mom also laughed. But honestly, when I still studied there I rarely put a cosmetic on my face even though there’s a party. I only put it when there’s a family meeting and at church. A little bit. Then one of my uncles told me the story about how he has kicked his lecturer’s head with a volley ball by mistake when he played volley. Okay, to tell the detail, the lecturer who has been kicked on his head was the same lecturer whom I saw on TV, playing gong and was a private lecturer of my cousin. A physics lecturer.

I also remember the times when I escaped from school regularly and finally got punishment from my lecturer to clean the floor. And I also had to write something on the paper with a stamp below it as a symbol of a promise that I shouldn’t escape from school anymore. My class head lecturer was funny man, he has never been really angry to the students even though he already showed us his mad face. But every time he showed his mad face, we were not scared at him but laughed because he had such a funny face. He really couldn’t get mad at us and when we laughed he laughed back. The stamp I had to buy was a bit expensive as I could eat a lots at school cantin with the money. Then I wrote;

I, who sit in the class B today promise not to escape from school anymore.
But I just can promise it today.
Tomorrow and then is another day which has another different story.
And I can’t really promise yet.

Best regards,

A. from class B.

This head lecturer oftenly did stupid things. He gave a signature first which meant he accepted the apology before he read all the things. After it he looked at me with his big eyes while I couldn’t help myself but laughed hardly. He asked me to buy a new stamp again and write a good apology letter, otherwise my punishment wouldn’t be over. I had to buy stamp again which was two time more expensive. Hehe.

Hmmmm….

just a little update. And here it is :)

Two different groups of people at church

The preacher comes to the stage, ready to preach and asks the guests.

The preacher: So … what do we call this year of?

The real Christian believers: THE YEAR OF THE OVERWINNING!

The Chinese people: THE YEAR OF THE DOG!

Isn’t it funny when people call the year based on animals …

Invited, not used yet

It’s been months since I’ve invited Mike to wordpress.com, this is his wordpress.com’s blog, but it still told,’invite, not used yet’

Why? what happens? And my wordpress.com account has no ‘delete’ button on the ‘manage’ option. Quite weird.

header colours

I’ve changed the header colours but it doesn’t change yet, how annoying is that, uh?!?

Overleden baby mishandeld met jeu de boules-bal

AMSTERDAM (ANP) – De Amsterdamse baby die in september overleed aan de gevolgen van zware mishandeling is volgens het OM onder meer tegen haar hoofd geslagen met een jeu de boules-bal. Ook zou de vader de zuigeling hebben geschopt en door elkaar geschud, zo maakte het OM maandag bekend.

Justitie verdenkt de 37-jarige vader en de 36-jarige moeder van zware mishandeling als gevolg waarvan de baby overleed. Het meisje was gewond naar het AMC in Amsterdam gebracht en overleed acht dagen na haar geboorte. De ouders moeten volgende week woensdag in een pro-formazitting voor de rechter verschijnen.
Het gezin stond al een jaar onder begeleiding van maatschappelijk werkers en Bureau Jeugdzorg in Amsterdam na problemen rondom een zevenjarig halfzusje. Dit meisje is na de dood van de baby uit huis geplaatst.
Tegen de vader loopt ook een onderzoek naar betrokkenheid bij de dood van een ander kind uit een eerdere relatie. Hij zou zijn twee maanden oude zoontje zo krachtig door elkaar hebben geschud, dat de baby aan de gevolgen hiervan in september 1991 overleed.

Resources:

- nusearch.ilse.nl
- Het originale bericht

Een roze theme

Deze theme is wel goed, aangezien dat het toch bijna valentijn is. Maar het is ook te klein. Op het moment dat iedereen valentijn viert is iemand van de familie van mijn vriend overleden. Gecondoleerd voor je tante :(

My deep condolence, may she rest in peace and may God bless you and your whole family

Weird icon on each of wordpress.com weblog

See the very tiny icon above? I see it in a different area on every wordpress.com’s weblogs. I think it’s blog stats, but I find it cool that I try to find this icon every time I view wordpress.com’s weblog, now let’s search where this icon is on my weblog, mouahahahhahahah!

No Woman No Cry

Einstein Form

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I just give wbloggar a try

I already used wbloggar for my other wordpress weblog but I think it’s also good for this wordpress.com since I mostly don’t know what I want to post anymore when I am in the admin area of wordpress. Heck, I don’t know why, my thought suddenly disappear right after I log in and when I am in the ‘write’ option area, ready to type something.

I switched the theme back to blix because this theme is the most neatest theme with contact form page. It’s pity that banana smoothie doesn’t look good in IE [or it's just my IE browser that sucks big time, but ah, IE just sucks].