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hi blog,
so last night I went to sleep at 3:30 AM. Feeling better after chatting with Wannes. He said, I shouldn't give up on what I like to do. Like teaching. Just take vitamin B12, maybe it helps. 


Kenapa kamu skrg kok jadi pesimis? Apakah karena umur biologismu 23 tahun tapi kamu merasa setara dengan murid-muridmu yang balita itu? Ahaha.. analisa boddah. (baca: bodoh parah). Kemarin itu kan International Children Day, I came to Pingu to work as an assistant. I looked damn pale. Miss Dina asked if I feel okay but I always lie. Helpless. And taraaa... they had birthday present for me. Too bad I don't have camera, can't post the picture of a keeewl black jacket from them here. Joined Miss Dina's class, I was amazed of how she handled the class. Her voice was so loud conquering the class. Lalu tiap satu jam sekali join class di bawah merayakan International Children Day itu. Helping the kids making flags, listening to Miss Selvi telling story about Matrioska


I was feeling tired and dizzy and started cold sweating even though this activity actually nothing tiring, just walk around happy kids helping them. Not even teaching. After Miss Dina's class I was asked to join Miss Selvi's class which definetely needs no assistance. Miss Selvi then handed me a handycam and asked me to shoot her classes and some other classes. I felt wow, man. Even though I was still cold sweating but I felt stronger and I really enjoyed doing that. I gave my best shooting the classes.

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