Sailormoon

Since childhood I like the anime character Sailormoon. Not just because we were the same long hair. I like her images and her descriptions. At first I only think that I will just like her because I was a child. But now at my age, I still like her. I thought I don't like her anymore. But one time I saw my sister surfing the net I saw her searching for an images of sailormoon. Then she asked me if why did I adore sailormoon when I was a child. I said to her you look at her images. Isn't she cute and adoring. As she explore the images she also admire my favorite character an asked me if how can she put the images in her cellphone. I teach her how, then from that day she like looking at her cellphone. Not because of the text messages. But looking at her wallpaper.

My Dream

Everyone has a dream, no one can denies it. I dreamed to be a newscaster someday when I was a little girl. But as I grow old I don't like it anymore. I once dreamed of designing my own building. At that time, I like playing Barbie dolls and creating their house. Once I created a building toy made of building blocks. then I grow old, and technology also is developing.
After I graduated secondary school, my father told me to get a course of computer analysis I asked him what computer analysis is all about. He said as the word itself analyzing computer. But when I'm inquiring about the course. It so hard to look for a school with that course that interest me. What I want in a school is just nearby our house to save money from transportation. And that I don't have to bring allowances for my meals. While inquiring with that course I also read about programming. That you can create your own game by studying this course. So, I told my father I will take the course. He agreed and just remind me to take seriously on my course.

A Mother and A Friend

I had a co-student before that is already a mother of a little boy. She become my friend, she also become my mother. Because I'm far away from home. My parents is in the province only phone is our communication. I'm a busy person I study at the morning then I work at the evening. I have to be a working student so I can have a money for my extra curricular expenses. Like for my meals and my prepaid loads. My friend, she's a good mother to his son. She always take care of her son. She always prepare his things before going to school. She's also a good wife she support her husband in their business.
Now that I'm a mother I know how hard it is to be a mother. But when I think of her, it made me think she do even more than what I'm doing now. So there no reason for me to say it's so hard. I remember she love what she's doing that's why she don't take it hard. I wish I could be one someday.

Little Friend

I had a friend when I was in college her name is Leny. She's intelligent, friendly, obedient, she's a black beauty. But there seems a problem with her height. My height is 5'2. I don't remember her exact height but I remember when she walks beside me. Her height is up to my shoulder. Some of the instructors keep on asking her if she really sure that she was a college student or a primary students. But, even if she's small she's so smart.
We asked her to be the leader of our thesis group. She said she can't. All of her friend encourage her to be the leader with her knowledge she can be one. Student can laugh but they don't know what she can do. She is not just my classmate. She is also my friend. We get together so many times. We eat our lunch together with our friends. But for all of our friend, she's the only one I tell my secrets.
Now its been a long time ago we didn't have a communication. I'm hoping she can read my blog and remember me as a friend.