merasa jago fisika? kalkulus? kimia?
well, saya nggak.
dulu sih waktu sma merasa jago. tapi sekarang nggak lagi...
saya sadar kemampuan kalkulus, fisika, kimia saya masih selevel sma. dan level sma berarti ilmu saya masih sangat pas-pasan. dan di level sma itupun saya bukan 'ace', masih ada langit di atas langit, dalam artian saya hanya sedikit lebih unggul dalam bidang-bidang di atas dibandingkan rata-rata teman sejawat. saya harus tahu diri, kemampuan saya masih pas-pasan dan belum terasah, dan menerima bahwa proses belajar saya dimulai dari nol lagi...
tapi meskipun saya masih pas-pasan, saya janji tidak akan putus asa. saya harus ingat tidak ada orang yang jadi expert dalam waktu sekejap. masalahnya, apa saya mau bersusah-susah untuk jadi expert? HARUS MAU. saya bukan tidak bisa kalkulus, bukan tidak bisa fisika kimia, hanya BELUM BISA. saya tidak boleh minder terhadap rekan-rekan lain yang lebih dahulu bisa dari saya. meskipun saya tidak dituntut untuk punya nilai A semua, tapi saya HARUS mau belajar. tidak butuh otak yang jeniusnya keterlaluan untuk menjadi sukses. setiap saya jenuh, saya harus selalu ingat yang saya tulis disini.
bandung, 7 oktober 2009
Wednesday, 7 October 2009
teknik kimia? teknik fisika? seni rupa! haha =D
kenapa sekarang saya jadi bingung, mau teknik kimia apa teknik fisika?
...masa sih saya bakal membiarkan diri saya terbawa arus begitu saja.
saya masih punya waktu 2 bulan lagi sebelum isi kuisioner pemilihan jurusan lagi sih. tapi saya bingung. teknik kimia tuh ngapain dan teknik fisika tuh ngapain terus apa aja yang dipelajari, saya bener2 bingung. dan saya bener2 bingung minat saya dimana. intinya satu: sains. sains yang mana? mau ngapaiiiiinnnnnnnn???????
...sial.
yang pasti ga akan saya pilih itu teknik industri, soalnya bukan gw banget, gitu loh.
cita-cita saya, mengembangkan energi terbarukan. rancu kan? teknik fisika, apa teknik kimia dong? suer, apa dong?
minat saya apa? saya jadi bingung sendiri.
sedikit OOT. saya ingin di negara khatulistiwa ini sinar matahari dimanfaatkan dengan baik. salah satu caranya ya, solar energy. energi surya yang lebih efisien, murah produksinya, dan ramah lingkungan jadi alternatif bahan bakar minyak. rekening PLN bakal jauh lebih murah karena sumber energi gratis: matahari. ga perlu impor-impor minyak. ga perlu ngebor-ngebor. ga ada acara minyak tumpah di laut. menarik untuk diteliti. impian saya, perumahan-perumahan yang baru akan dibangun nanti mau bekerja sama dengan saya untuk mengembangkan pembangkit listrik tenaga surya terintegrasi. dan apapun berapapun penghasilan saya, harus cukup untuk membawa orangtua saya wisata keliling dunia =D
(saya memang ga percaya ada jurusan yang lebih berprospek dari jurusan lain. tapi saya percaya, rejeki itu tergantung dari bagaimana kita mengusahakan dan memanfaatkan kondisi yang tepat...)
dulu saya pikir teknik kimialah yang mempelajari energi terbarukan ini. ternyata yang fokus ke energi terbarukan versi solar energi, teknik fisika. lho!
saking bingungnya, saya jadi tergoda pindah ke seni rupa saja.asik kan. ga usah ribut fisika kimia segala macem! lulus dari seni rupa, berangkat ke bali, buka galeri seni, berkarya sepanjang hayat di pulau dewata deh =D
argh plis deh, masa udah susah2 masuk sini mau pindah jurusan. lucu banget...
...masa sih saya bakal membiarkan diri saya terbawa arus begitu saja.
saya masih punya waktu 2 bulan lagi sebelum isi kuisioner pemilihan jurusan lagi sih. tapi saya bingung. teknik kimia tuh ngapain dan teknik fisika tuh ngapain terus apa aja yang dipelajari, saya bener2 bingung. dan saya bener2 bingung minat saya dimana. intinya satu: sains. sains yang mana? mau ngapaiiiiinnnnnnnn???????
...sial.
yang pasti ga akan saya pilih itu teknik industri, soalnya bukan gw banget, gitu loh.
cita-cita saya, mengembangkan energi terbarukan. rancu kan? teknik fisika, apa teknik kimia dong? suer, apa dong?
minat saya apa? saya jadi bingung sendiri.
sedikit OOT. saya ingin di negara khatulistiwa ini sinar matahari dimanfaatkan dengan baik. salah satu caranya ya, solar energy. energi surya yang lebih efisien, murah produksinya, dan ramah lingkungan jadi alternatif bahan bakar minyak. rekening PLN bakal jauh lebih murah karena sumber energi gratis: matahari. ga perlu impor-impor minyak. ga perlu ngebor-ngebor. ga ada acara minyak tumpah di laut. menarik untuk diteliti. impian saya, perumahan-perumahan yang baru akan dibangun nanti mau bekerja sama dengan saya untuk mengembangkan pembangkit listrik tenaga surya terintegrasi. dan apapun berapapun penghasilan saya, harus cukup untuk membawa orangtua saya wisata keliling dunia =D
(saya memang ga percaya ada jurusan yang lebih berprospek dari jurusan lain. tapi saya percaya, rejeki itu tergantung dari bagaimana kita mengusahakan dan memanfaatkan kondisi yang tepat...)
dulu saya pikir teknik kimialah yang mempelajari energi terbarukan ini. ternyata yang fokus ke energi terbarukan versi solar energi, teknik fisika. lho!
saking bingungnya, saya jadi tergoda pindah ke seni rupa saja.asik kan. ga usah ribut fisika kimia segala macem! lulus dari seni rupa, berangkat ke bali, buka galeri seni, berkarya sepanjang hayat di pulau dewata deh =D
argh plis deh, masa udah susah2 masuk sini mau pindah jurusan. lucu banget...
Thursday, 1 October 2009
lab work
At first, i didn't think lab class will be so fun. even before the lab class, we had been asked to write a 5-pages journal consisted of the purpose of the experiments, tools and material being used, work steps and so on. i did the stupid journal on my bed, as i fell into my unconcious mind, deeper, and deeper...
those work steps are fairly long and complicated. i was really bored.
but when i was in the lab class, i was amazed. there were so many funny and cute lab equipments inside. there was a sentrifuge machine. it's such a cute machine that rotate fastly around 1000rpm to sentrifuge a sample. when we burn something, we don't use spiritus anymore; there is an integrated gas system. and there is also a cute machine with cute name. it is called soxhlet. its main purpose is to extract an active compound from organic material. soxhlet is such a cute name for such thing, isn't it? i am really not sorry to be in an science engineering major!
those work steps are fairly long and complicated. i was really bored.
but when i was in the lab class, i was amazed. there were so many funny and cute lab equipments inside. there was a sentrifuge machine. it's such a cute machine that rotate fastly around 1000rpm to sentrifuge a sample. when we burn something, we don't use spiritus anymore; there is an integrated gas system. and there is also a cute machine with cute name. it is called soxhlet. its main purpose is to extract an active compound from organic material. soxhlet is such a cute name for such thing, isn't it? i am really not sorry to be in an science engineering major!
Sunday, 13 September 2009
random
Your Love Sign is Aquarius |
 You fall in love as easily as the next person, but you do it on your terms. For you, love is always unconventional and even a little freaky. You're an independent and inventive person. You are drawn to someone wacky and totally cutting edge! It's hard to predict who you'll fall for next. You don't even know yourself. |
oh, exactly sooooo right...
Friday, 11 September 2009
magic lock-mocked lock II
oh, it's not about my success in opening the lock. i still haven't achieved this. i am just happy that my parents also couldn't open the front gate with their own duplicated key. i'm not the only one who can't open the gate properly.
another wierd story : you are not alone
last friday morning, as a result of simultaneous water drinking in the morning, i needed to go to the restroom in the middle of chemistry lesson. so i permitted myself out of the class and headed into the girl's restroom.
the first year freshmen building where the lesson being held was quite an unique building. when you look at the building from above, it forms an octagon. each of the class was built theatre-like, the front row on the lowest elevation and the last row was on the highest elevation. because of this theatre-like structure, the building stood really high although it only consisted of three floors. there were two classrooms on each side of the octagon, and to reach the other classroom in another sections, you need to climb up and down several stairs (matched to the height of classroom elevation)on the top of these stairs was where the restroom located.
this building's restroom, i believed was designed improperly. no natural light. it is a really, really small room about 2x2 meters divided into two lavatories. it is possible that extremely morbidly obese person almost couldn't fit into the lavatory. both lavatories door were open, so i just went into one of them. i shut the door and started doing my business. soon after i closed the door,
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
there were terrible noises in that restroom, outside my lavatory. it was the sound of door violently closed and opened repeatedly, combined with loud banging on the door of lavatory beside. i didn't think wind blows is a good excuse for this since the restroom was not exposed to open air. at first i thought it was people rushing into the restroom, but as i listened, the noises grew more and more terrible.
"what the hell this person is doing?" I thought so, when suddenly out of nowhere, a faint scent of perfume spread on the air around me.
the scent grew stronger inside the tiny cubicle until the point i couldn't stand anymore, so i pushed open the cubicle door to see what kind of bad tasted person who made loud noises and applied too much of terrible-smelling perfume in such early in the morning.
but there was no one. the other cubicle's door was still open. it was really silent, only the sound of water dripping from the tap inside the cubicle. there also was a scientifically incorrect thing occured, there was no freaking perfume scent outside my cubicle. that strong, irritating scent of terrible-smelling perfume was disappeared just like...nah, disappeared like that.
huh?
oh shit, there must be something wrong.
i rushingly stepped out of the restroom with uneasy feeling without looking back, and sat back on my desk inside the classroom. i told nothing to my classmate, although she asked why i had such weird expression on my face.
silently, i promised myself not to go alone into the restroom anymore...
the first year freshmen building where the lesson being held was quite an unique building. when you look at the building from above, it forms an octagon. each of the class was built theatre-like, the front row on the lowest elevation and the last row was on the highest elevation. because of this theatre-like structure, the building stood really high although it only consisted of three floors. there were two classrooms on each side of the octagon, and to reach the other classroom in another sections, you need to climb up and down several stairs (matched to the height of classroom elevation)on the top of these stairs was where the restroom located.
this building's restroom, i believed was designed improperly. no natural light. it is a really, really small room about 2x2 meters divided into two lavatories. it is possible that extremely morbidly obese person almost couldn't fit into the lavatory. both lavatories door were open, so i just went into one of them. i shut the door and started doing my business. soon after i closed the door,
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
there were terrible noises in that restroom, outside my lavatory. it was the sound of door violently closed and opened repeatedly, combined with loud banging on the door of lavatory beside. i didn't think wind blows is a good excuse for this since the restroom was not exposed to open air. at first i thought it was people rushing into the restroom, but as i listened, the noises grew more and more terrible.
"what the hell this person is doing?" I thought so, when suddenly out of nowhere, a faint scent of perfume spread on the air around me.
the scent grew stronger inside the tiny cubicle until the point i couldn't stand anymore, so i pushed open the cubicle door to see what kind of bad tasted person who made loud noises and applied too much of terrible-smelling perfume in such early in the morning.
but there was no one. the other cubicle's door was still open. it was really silent, only the sound of water dripping from the tap inside the cubicle. there also was a scientifically incorrect thing occured, there was no freaking perfume scent outside my cubicle. that strong, irritating scent of terrible-smelling perfume was disappeared just like...nah, disappeared like that.
huh?
oh shit, there must be something wrong.
i rushingly stepped out of the restroom with uneasy feeling without looking back, and sat back on my desk inside the classroom. i told nothing to my classmate, although she asked why i had such weird expression on my face.
silently, i promised myself not to go alone into the restroom anymore...
Thursday, 10 September 2009
magic lock-mocked lock
when i first arrived at my dorm, i never expected this.
my dorm has 2 layers of protection from the outside world. first is its main gate, and second is the door to the house.
the household caretaker duplicates the keys of the main gate and the front door, in case i come home late and she's alreadly asleep. so i have the duplicates of those keys. indeed.
one day, i came home late. so i have to open the gate with my key. the key is inserted to the lock.
one minute.
three minutes.
five minutes.
ten minutes. hey, what the hell? the lock wouldn't open! it's dark already and i want to go to bathroom quick!
struggling with frustation, led by natural instinct somehow the lock was finally opened.
every other day, i still can't open the stupid lock properly. nah. it is even more frustating if i am in a rush. hey i'm late but this damn lock just wont open! i secretly hope they forget to lock the gate, but somehow the gate is always locked in the first place. i guess i have no choice...
after several frustating failure attempt to open this gate lock (can't be helped!) usually i start to use violence to open the main gate. violence has made the newly-duplicated key suffers sooo much. the outer layer of shiny paint of the key is well-scratched, well done. eat that, key! i mean, i felt like the lock and the key is mocking me. or am i just dumb? it is such a weird lock indeed. it's not user friendly. especially unfriendly to me. it needs extra force to insert the key, and you need to twist the key as you pull the lock to open it. when it's finally open, you can't pull the key out of the lock unless you lock the lock first. weird, eh? stupid well-made, expensive lock system...
i thought everyone has a problem opening this damned lock, but one morning i was late. i rushed into the front gate...dang, the gate is locked again. i get my key out from my purse. Here, lock, i don't like you and you don't like me, so let's make peace out of this...
for the longest five minutes of my life, i struggled to open the lock as i swore swearwords inside my head. luckily, the girl whose room is beside my room came. she was going to go too. so i ask her for help.
"hey, could you please open the lock for me using your key? i have trouble opening this gate with my key..."
"sure."
*CLICK*
O_o;
i have stood there for five minutes and she didn't even need to move her hands to open the lock!
so i thought the problem is on my duplicated key. but it is a two bird in one shot, i was wrong again. one morning i was late again. i rush into the front gate...sure, the gate was locked again. i got my key out from my purse. and i had spent ten minutes to open the lock violently when my household caretaker came.
"what's the problem?"
"my key wouldn't open the lock! i'm late!"
"is your key unfit?"
*i handed her my key*
CLICK~!
"it is just like that. why can't you open it?"
oh man. i felt so humiliated. they seem to have no plan replacing the lock, though...
my dorm has 2 layers of protection from the outside world. first is its main gate, and second is the door to the house.
the household caretaker duplicates the keys of the main gate and the front door, in case i come home late and she's alreadly asleep. so i have the duplicates of those keys. indeed.
one day, i came home late. so i have to open the gate with my key. the key is inserted to the lock.
one minute.
three minutes.
five minutes.
ten minutes. hey, what the hell? the lock wouldn't open! it's dark already and i want to go to bathroom quick!
struggling with frustation, led by natural instinct somehow the lock was finally opened.
every other day, i still can't open the stupid lock properly. nah. it is even more frustating if i am in a rush. hey i'm late but this damn lock just wont open! i secretly hope they forget to lock the gate, but somehow the gate is always locked in the first place. i guess i have no choice...
after several frustating failure attempt to open this gate lock (can't be helped!) usually i start to use violence to open the main gate. violence has made the newly-duplicated key suffers sooo much. the outer layer of shiny paint of the key is well-scratched, well done. eat that, key! i mean, i felt like the lock and the key is mocking me. or am i just dumb? it is such a weird lock indeed. it's not user friendly. especially unfriendly to me. it needs extra force to insert the key, and you need to twist the key as you pull the lock to open it. when it's finally open, you can't pull the key out of the lock unless you lock the lock first. weird, eh? stupid well-made, expensive lock system...
i thought everyone has a problem opening this damned lock, but one morning i was late. i rushed into the front gate...dang, the gate is locked again. i get my key out from my purse. Here, lock, i don't like you and you don't like me, so let's make peace out of this...
for the longest five minutes of my life, i struggled to open the lock as i swore swearwords inside my head. luckily, the girl whose room is beside my room came. she was going to go too. so i ask her for help.
"hey, could you please open the lock for me using your key? i have trouble opening this gate with my key..."
"sure."
*CLICK*
O_o;
i have stood there for five minutes and she didn't even need to move her hands to open the lock!
so i thought the problem is on my duplicated key. but it is a two bird in one shot, i was wrong again. one morning i was late again. i rush into the front gate...sure, the gate was locked again. i got my key out from my purse. and i had spent ten minutes to open the lock violently when my household caretaker came.
"what's the problem?"
"my key wouldn't open the lock! i'm late!"
"is your key unfit?"
*i handed her my key*
CLICK~!
"it is just like that. why can't you open it?"
oh man. i felt so humiliated. they seem to have no plan replacing the lock, though...
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