Thursday, January 31, 2013

Gift from Microsoft


I will still post my writing about life resolution. But Ms. Diah (my English teacher) called it “life is cycle”. I will not explain what is life cycle is it, but I will try to define with my queer style.

Do you know Microsoft Word? Do you ever try it? Are you already expert of use it?. Hopefully, I heard the best and true answer (I force you to know what is Microsoft word at all). Now, I will make parable about life and Microsoft word. Which shape of life that I will open? Just read it friends J


When you open Microsoft word, then will be a white square in you LCD. Then you’ll write anything in your mind. About your daily activities, your friends, your school, your extra class, you happy moment, your achievement, your family, your sister, or your love. You can edit you writing by make it bold, italic, underline it, make it colors, make it bigger or smaller, you also can align it into right or left or center. You can also can add some picture, photos in your paper. Then you’ll save it in your own document. For basic, you can do it right? Do you ever thought that the works of Microsoft word is almost same.
When you open means you were born I the world. When you writing anything, you just like do daily activity. It means you run your life. You can have precious experience, bad moment, blue day, colorful friends, and so on. Just like when you edit your writing become bigger, change into blue font. But, not just the similarity that both of Microsoft word and life have. There also some feature that you can’t use it in life. You can’t use Ctrl+z. You can’t undo your life but God still give you time for revise it. Just push delete and continue you writing. Don’t try to make mistakes again because it will decrease you time. Be carefully with your life, keep it well and be a winner in your own life. J
Now, have you realize that literally Microsoft word can be your life reflection?


Sunday, January 27, 2013

2013's Stars


Hello, how is your new 2013? in this time I would like to write about my new 2013 J happy read it guys…

2013's Stars

Existing my calendar posted over a year ago with a new calendar which is still smooth and neat without scribbles is one of my mandatory rituals. I’m not and I never celebrating a new year with hang out or just have extravagance activities. Those were not my tradition. I better in my home with my family, having pray to God, together based on our hopes. And for me each New Year, I always make my lonely time. In this time, I will introspection my whole life in a year ago. And i will continue with making my goal or I like call it with my stars for a year ahead.
[Star does not mean i am or ever love with a man called it, or i have a brother of the same name, or the other ridiculous reasons. The truly reason is a secret.]

These are my stars:

1. I get publish my photo in the National Geographic magazine
2. Can control my finance well
3. Not being childish anymore
4. I wanna be more girlie as a Muslim
5. As a winner in any kind of photography competition
6. Successfully held a masterpiece of traditional and modern music by the youth guys.
7. Being cleverer student
8. Not getting remedial anymore
9. Delete for lazy! And write for diligent J
10. No coward
11. Can go to Bali
12. Increase my braveness  for being my self
13. Getting closer with physics and English
14. Being the truly effective teenager
15. Become friends and relatives that are good for my people around me
16. More care to my self
17. Never turn back into my bad behavior before

These are all my stars. Hopefully God know and help me. And I believe God will do it.  I will put my stars on my own sky.  



Monday, December 3, 2012

What If...


What If - Mocca
What if I give you my smile?
Are you gonna stay for a while?
What if I put you in my dreams tonight?
Are you gonna stay until it’s bright?
What if I give you my story?
Are you gonna listen to me?
What if I give you my heart?
Are we never gonna be apart?
Come on baby try harder
Come on baby light my fire
Come on baby be mine
‘Cause you’re the one I wanted to be
What if I do ignore you
Will you just walk away and cry?
What if I did disappoint you?
Are you gonna say goodbye?
Come on baby try harder
Come on baby light my fire
Come on baby be mine
‘Cause you’re the one I wanted to be
What if I try to catch flying snitch?
Are you gonna come with me?
What if I give you my song?
Are we gonna sing along?
Come on baby try harder
Come on baby light my fire
Come on baby be mine
‘Cause you’re the one I wanted to be
What if you leave me right here?
I’m right here and waiting for you?

What if by Mocca. Mocca is  indie bands from Bandung, Indonesia. This group consist of Riko Prayitno (gitar), Arina Ephipania (vokal dan flute), Achmad Pratama (bass), dan Indra Massad (drum). Almost of Mocca’s song is story telling. It makes every listener will going inside by the rhythm. So does this song, Mocca try to express someone feeling when someone (I will say she for the next) want to make perfect for her relationship. But, actually with her willing to make it perfect is anxiety. Sometimes, our willingness make blindness. Who bring blindness? It is our self. Back to “she” problems, she was thinking harder about what happen after she did anything to him. She afraid he will go away. This feeling happen naturally, but she must control it.
Sometimes dreams is making brighter but sometimes making darkness. Think logically as your lighter. And you will not be “she”.



Saturday, December 1, 2012

MY REFLECTION a year ago

I wrote it around one year ago. My ESL teacher asks me to make monthly journal.  And “Who am I” as the beginning. and this is what I have written on that…

                I am Safira Idofia Jakfar. I called my self with name Dofi. I was born in Lumajang, 12th December 1995. I am a thin girl with brown skin and blunt nose. I am a Muslim. I am daughter from M. Zakfar  Sodiq and Iin Bathiningsasi. I am elder sister from Kindah Sari Afisah Zakfar. I like music, photograph, science, and IT. I am is fans of Sheila On 7. I like to take a picture about everything around me. I like learn about reality. I am the one who easily to ashamed. I didn’t like cat, ghost movie, judge-man, and to much speak up. About my hope. I want to make my parents and my family  proud of me. I want to be a people that bring happiness for other people around me. I want to make a changes to this world and Indonesia!. I have motto that always give spirit to me “Man Shabara Zhafira” everyone who be patient so she or he will be the luckiest person. Thanks to people around me that help me to show Who am I… 


Reading this and write it a again, make me laughing by myself. It seems I felt the most feelings of diary writer when they open their old diary.  

Saturday, November 3, 2012

Circle of Life


Music  lovers  said…

Standart of highly quality of life:

  I can say it based on scientist 

People  who like and tolerant the differences …
People who always try to think positively …


They ever being parents will said…
They still have a lot of energy for life having goal  to…

 
Pessimistic person will found…
The principled had…

 
The person  who lover so much…

 

Conclusions is...

Call it Footstep


           12 December 1995 at 3.30 p.m. Is my fIrst tIme to breath the oxygen by myself.  I was forgot how It look lIke. The next few days, my parent gIve a name to me. SafIra IdofIa jakfar, Is my long name and my parents decIde to call me dofI. SInce that tIme, my envIroment call me wIth the same name. When I was chIld I ever beIng a quIte chIld, because I just talk necessary. I also ever beIng a very naughty chIld, because I just have boyfrIensd arround me, and I as felt comfortable when I was palyIng wIth them than wIth my gIrlfrIend. My parent decIde to movIng or home because they worrIed wIth my attItude later on. When I 5th, my mother enterIng me on kIndergarten, It Is located near wIth my mother offIce. In that tIme, I was start to decrease my bad atItude. I don’t know the factor. When I almost 7th, I was elementry school. It qIute dIfferent wIth my kIndergarten locatIon, II was located In the town, and my house Is InI vIllage. So, sInce that tIme I must to wake up earlIer than before.
         My elementry school Is IslamIs and full day school. So, I take lunch and prayIng dzuhur In the school. Wake up at 5 o’clok than prepare everytIngs, at 6 o’clock I must go to school. Every day I go to school by bIcycle wIth my father. I go home at 3.30 and arIve at home at 4 o’clock. I do It everyday. I ever move fromthI school to another scholl wIth the same (IslamIc and full day) but dIfferent In base system. The problem start when I have sIck for a month, my parent thInk that I very tIred. Altough my fIrst elementry school Is full day school but they stIll gIve homework to us (student). DIfferent wIth my new school they very avoId for gIvIng homework. They wIll gIve when theur student ask or they need. I move at 2nd semester of thIrd grade. I never told to my frIend In my fIrst elementry school. And they very suprIsed when my teacher told that I have moved.  For the fIrst tIme, I’m not really happy or not. But, I try to do It because my lIve must be go on.
         In my new elementry school, I stIll have frIend. And In my begInnIng, I get funny story. One of my frIend express hIs feelIng to me. He bought me manykInd of snack. He often do It, untIl he and hIs frIends come to me and  express hIs feelIng to me In front of gIrls toIlet. I was afraId and confused, because I don;t know waht should I do. And I just can to cry. He tought that my cry Is the meanIng of I rejected hIs feelIn to me. SInce that tIme, my InteractIon wIth hIm Is very bad and we almost never havIng InteractIon each other. When I sIxth grade, I really concentratIon for my natIonal examInatIon. So, I really decraesed my useless actIvIty. FInally, I can accepted on the best junIor hIgh school In my cIty.
         In my junIor hIgh school, I need to adaptIon. I It was hard for me, there are so many factors. FIrst, frIends. All of my elemntry school frIends In bIllIngual class and I’m the only one In regular class. My father not allowed me beIng bIllIngual student. He thought It stIll experIment class. I ever depressIon wIth thIs condItIon. I really feel as junIor hIgh school student when eIght grade and nInth grade. But I more lIke my nInth tIme than my eIght tIme. In my nInth tIme, I feel very close to all my classmate. And my frIends feel the same. We are harmonIous. And In the end of tIme, my class beIng the hIghest standart for nInth grade In my school. We are so proud, at least we can proove If we can be the best altough we are a regular student.
In my senoIr hIgh school, my father wIll not accompany me agaIn for gIng to school. Because, I accepted In a dorm school system another cIty. I got scholars from one educatIonal foundatIoan. So, my parent no need to pay me school and my lIvIng cost. That thIngs are Include In my scholarshIp. I stIll In way of my senIor hIgh school.
 Those all what I call footstep....

Sunday, September 30, 2012

Controversy between Teachers and Students


Controversy between Teachers and Students
Teacher is someone that teach the student and make the student know more than before. And students are someone still in learning process or study what they need to study. But in this case, student can be the teacher, so does the teacher can be the student.
Based on that statement both of student or teacher can change their job. Teacher can be the teacher when they take schooling again. It was clear. But, it still difficult to find cases when student teach their teacher. It still un-usual behavior in education environment. Especially in Indonesia.
In other side, when the student teach their teacher it can make the teacher more professionals. Because, wisely they heard what they student opinion. And sometimes the student’s opinion never thought by the teacher.
Want to teach here means giving suggestion or critic or opinion. Every student have it. But, most of them just keep it in their mind. They don’t want hurt their teacher. It goods for the teacher to try to respecting the student’s opinion. And it can make a good communication both of them.