May The 16th.

When I was a little kid, I always imagining myself standing in front of the class, holding book in one hand and a cane in the other, watching over my students, tapping the cane onto my desk when they make mistake, throwing out my voice, loud and clear enough to be heard, recite the lesson and the students repeat it after me. 

7 years ago, I was in doubt, because my future was full of uncertainties. I was afraid that I might turn out not to be the person I always wanted to become. Walking down the road of contradict evaluation between my own judgment and other’s somehow depicted the question of : How am I going to shape myself into someone that can be considered as noble? 

Teaching is always become my passion. Remembering the saying: It doesn’t matter what kind of lamp may lit the darkness, it’s the light that matter. 

As time passes by, I’ve became clear and aware that my dream can be achieved, only it claims greater sacrifice and endless enthusiasm that sometimes I lost it along the way. What more can make my tear rolls down my cheeks, than realizing I have already achieve my greatest victory? Those faces that always getting on my nerves, strangers that they were once, yet now have become so noticeable, so sincere and so close to my heart. What else that matters than seeing those smiles on their faces, their joy and laughter, their purity of the heart, and on top of it, they have shown their appreciation towards your tiny effort? 

I may have said that I’m the strongest of all, nothing can touch my heart so deep… I have just assumed that I was totally wrong… When I held the roses in my hand, when they reached out their hands to give me their priceless gifts, those sincere words of 'Thank You' and 'I Love You' that took my soul away, at that moment I was already crying in my heart. My desk was full of gifts. And my heart was full of pride.

16th of May is my day. It will always be. Thanks to my students for those gifts and wishes. And my ex-students too. I am so touched. There is nothing that I can promise to give, except for this knowledge that will continue to grow and bloom. Behold my students… Behold. Happy Teachers’ Day to all the teachers out there. 

A simple wish from me : BE THE TEACHER TO CHANGE THE FUTURE.

I love you. Yes, you ! ^^

Behind This Goofy Face And Smooch Smile

You may find me laughing and talking nonsense all the times. You may also find me crack the silence with my silly jokes and whole load shit of stories. You can spot me in a distance, catch my voice pass your ears, and smell my nose-striking perfume before I actually arrive and laughing like hell over my every single act of inappropriateness.

But hey, you forgot something. I am too a human. An ordinary human being who know definitely what it’s like to be hurt, emotionally to be exact. It is still okay if you mock my clumsiness, but to mark me with those acts and words of suggesting an idiocy, I think that is a clear judgment of an insolent rude.

Thank you.

 Mock mock mock.