Dear, February.

Halo semua! I will speak in Indonesian and English in this post, ok? :) 

Hey people! You have to know if I miss blogging SO MUCH. I hate my senior high school schedull, it's full. And when I'm at home, I have to do all of my (too much) homeworks. I miss junior high school schedule when I have a time to blogging after school. I hate being do-not-have-time-for-blogging person. I'm bloggers, and I love to share what I love to people!

Aku sebel banget enggak bisa bagi waktu untuk blogging. Kalo ada waktu istirahat, waktunya bener-bener habis buat istirahat aja, hiburan juga cuma nonto tv. Sempet sih ngenet, itu aja kalo buat tugas. Aku punya banyak ide, cerita, informasi buat ditulis di sini. Akku mau banget curhat-curhat di sini. Bisa bikin hati lega sama beban hidup. Karena selama di SMA aku belum pernah curhat sama siapapun.

Temen-temen SMA-ku baik-baik. Mungkin lebih baik dari temen SMP. Tapi temen SMA belum ada yang bisa dijadiin sahabat. Belum. Kadang-kadang suka bayangin bisa ketemu temen SMP lagi, cerita-cerita, tentang apapun. Kangen juga di masa-masa SMP saat kita ngomongin komik, novel fiksi, lagu-lagu british, lagu barat, lagu jepang, atau kadang-kadang korea (but I'm not KPOPers, but I do respect them). :)

Bukannya temen-temen SMA-ku enggak suka sama hal-hal kayak gitu. Tapi temen-temen SMA-ku udah dewasa, mereka udah tau apa yang harus dihadapi sekarang. Mereka udah berpikir untuk masa depan. Sedangkan aku, aku enggak bisa berpikir dewasa. Aku belum seperti mereka. Memikirkan kehidupan. Mungkin tubuhku dewasa, tapi cara berpikirku enggak. Selalu aja aku mau main. Terus-terusan main. Aku enggak terlalu berpikir gimana masa depanku. Apasih yang salah sama aku?

Kenapa aku belum sadar juga? Kenapa?

Samas Beach, Bantul.

Did you know seaturtles can't live in dirty beach? Yes, they can't. They can't dig a sand wich is full of trash, so, they can't bury their eggs. If they can't bury their eggs, they can't maintain their offspring. Seaturtles don't like crowds, so, females return to the beach where they hatched at night. After the hole is dug, the female then starts filling the nest with a clutch of soft-shelled eggs one by one.

It can be realize if the beach is clean. What if not? Seaturtles be endangered. This is happened in Samas Beach, Bantul. It is the ONLY ONE place where the seaturtles lifes in Yogyakarta. And the beach, really really dirty.

Full of trash it is?

30th December 2012, I'm with my forum, Indonesian Social Justice Network (ISJN), do visited to Samas Beach. We were helped Sahabat Samudera reiSPIRASI, Rally for Seaturtles Samas Beach Indonesia (organisation from Samas Beach), to clean up the beach.

ISJN big family.

See seaturtles breeding.

We cleaned up the beach.

After cleaned up the beach. We made handmade from trash we brought from the beach. I made an butterfly. :D We made it from plastic bottles, sandals (flip-flop), and other stuff.

This is a bonus picture:

I decided to do something about seaturtles in Samas Beach! Will you? :)

This is a bonus story:

"Hari terakhir, kami bergegas ke Pantai Samas dan melakukan berbagai aktifitas, seperti melihat perkembangan penyu, beach clean up, dan pengolahan sampah pantai. Saya yang baru pertama kali ke sana awalnya kaget dengan banyaknya sampah yang berserakan. Maka, dari sanalah saya makin sadar, bahwa memang mau tidak mau, kita harus bersedia untuk membersihkannya demi kebaikan kita pula, jika bukan kita, siapa lagi?"

- Ayunda  Nisa Chaira 

So? Visit Samas Beach, Bantul, Indonesia, and help our friends Sahabat Samudera reiSSPIRASI for clean up the beach and SAVE THE SEATURTLES! :)

Thanks Alifah!

This some poet from my classmaate, Alifah. Thankyou for made this poet for me. It's very very helpful for my 'activity' during the last holiday. :D Visit her awesome blog for more awesome stories and poets! :)

Ranah Budaya

Semburat jingga di langit kota
Dendang musisi jalanan
Sambut malam lesehan malioboro
Cahaya bohlam
putih, kuning, merah, hijau...
Bak bintang jatuh di etalase

Orang berucap tanah sini kota pelajar
Tak perlulah daku mendayung
hingga ke negeri China
Orang berucap tanah sini kota wisata
Tak perlulah daku melangkah
hingga ke Pulau Dewata
Meski rantauan smp di tanah Minang
Pun tidak akan hilang dari kalbu

Unggah-ungguh rakyat punya
Arif serta bujak sultan di singgasana
Baik budi para pelajarnya
Kritis dengan santun mahasiswanya
Tak sedikit peebedaan,
tak sedikit perdebatan
Rukun dalam damain mereka hidup
Di kota ini, kota kami, kota mereka
Kota Yogyakarta...

By Alifah Mutia Saraswati

1901

Oh finally! More british music. Love it. Love Birdy.

Counting all different ideas, drifting away,

Past and present they don't matter;

Now the future's sorted out.

Watch her moving in elliptical patterns;

Think it's not what you say;

What you say is way too complicated.

For a minute though I couldn't tell how to fall out.

It's twenty seconds till the last call,

Callin' hey hey hey hey hey hey

Lie down you know it's easy,

Like we did it through summer long.

And I'll be anything you ask and more,

Going hey, hey, hey, hey,

It's not a miracle we needed,

No I wouldn't let you think so.

Fold it, fold it, fold it, fold it...

Fold it, fold it, fold it, fold it.

Girlfriend, oh your girlfriend's drifting away,

Past and present 1855-1901.

Watch them built up a material tower

Think it's not gonna stay anyway

Think it's overrated

For a minute through I couldn't tell how to fall out

It's twenty seconds till the last call,

Callin' hey hey hey hey hey hey

Lie down you know it's easy,

Like we did it through summer long.

And I'll be anything you ask and more,

Going hey, hey, hey, hey,

It's not a miracle we needed,

No I wouldn't let you think so.

Fold it, fold it, fold it, fold it...

Fold it, fold it, fold it, fold it.

Fold it, fold it, fold it, fold it...

Fold it, fold it, fold it, fold it...

Fold it, fold it, fold it, fold it...
Fold it, fold it, fold it, fold it.

Happy New Year! :D