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happy tuesday in the first days of may

hai blog.. aku baru pulang dari Pingu. Tadi premiere class dong, 2 kelas. Ms.Indras sucks as assistant. He let me do all the jobs. Mungkin dia harus jadi assistant nya Ms.Shinta dulu kali yah baru dia tau what the hell her jobs are. Should I make it clear, kalau she shouldn't ignore the crying/running away student dan, yang harusnya tau buku dibawa/ditinggal studentnya itu ASISTEN TEACHER OMG gue pernah jadi Asisten.

Udah gitu, ini syuting siNYAMUK kapan kelarnya? Kapan? Kapan? WHEN THE HELL?! Sebenarnya ada jadwalnya ga sih? Terus jalan sesuai jadwal ga sih? Gue peduli, sayang, gue peduli. Terus nunjukkin pedulinya apakah harus dengan datang dari Bintaro ke Pamulang melewati macet 2 x yang parahnya LO HARUS RASAIN. NAIK ANGKOT DONG MAKANYA, NAIK ANGKOT! Gue dari Pingu jam setengah 7 malam, jam macet-macetnya itu Pondok Ranji dan Pasar Ciputat yang 24 jam macet. FAK.

Oke. Sudah lega marah-marahnya.. yes... aku mau mandi terus ke sana. Hadapilah. Hari kamis bertemu lagi.. dengan murid-muridku yang kuajar hari ini. Ada Kirana (she is like.. Sophie-type), Billy (ini si cengeng si ngga mau denger - dari gua hantu. suka ngerebut mainan temennya), Hisyam (cowok pemalu pendiam dan kayak Hua Ze Lei - eaaa apaan seeh), satu lagi Indy (Michelle-type, masih belum bisa ditinggal mamanya). Kelas satunya lagi Alisha. Belum menemukan sesuatu yang interesting dari dia selain dia cantik dan dia bilang dia punya teman namanya Arkesya (Hm. Gara-gara namaku Keisha)

Badanku serasa hendak redam. Aku ingin nangis tanpa suara (kenapa ngga kenceng-kenceng? Karena udah cape teriak-teriak di Pingu) di dalam selimut terus tidur ngga bangun-bangun (Ealah... kok sukanya nulis gitu toh mbak ini)
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