After Graduation

I am really happy, of course, for I have finished my S1 study.

But, then, am I that happy actually? Not really.

I am still teaching - assissting - in Satya Wacana Christian University right now. Writing 1 and Writing 2, six credits total, and what makes me happy is the rumour that I will get a raise. Recently, I was also asked to tech in LTC, teaching General English, which should have been TOEFL Preparation initially. Besides, I am busily tutoring in Magelang. There's no time to take a rest after 4 pm. And finally, SMP Kristen Indonesia also still employs me.

Yet, what makes me sad is that I hven't got any job - real job, which gives me adequate, real , regular salary. I'm still idealistically dreaming of a real teaching in SMP or SMA; my childhood dream.

Now, I also need to commut three days, again, to Salatiga. Monday and Thursday are no longer my resting time.

Everytime I go to campus, I meet my friends, of course. And they are like thinking, mockingly, why I am still there. All right, here is the common comment from them: "Why are you still here, Mr. Sarjana?" or "Why are you still roaming in this campus?" or the latest "Why are you still haunting here?"

So, longing for a good job, searching, hunting, and begging for HIS blessing and mercy.
Wish me blessings, OK?

A short, tiring trip to Jogja...

Last week, on Monday, I went to Jogja with my church mate, Andre; really thanks to him.

My plan was clear: buying new camera. I'd got 1,8 million in my wallet, but intended to spend maximum 1,5. We went to Toga Mas first, as always. I only got few books, one comic and two childish-but-creative book of Drawing and Painting; they're very cute btw. We went to one cellular shop, after searching for at least 20 minutes, shocked to find that the shop is really small. Poor Andre. He was going to buy a sparepart for the mobile phone, but he didn't get it (he said that he had already phoned the shop the day before; well unprofessionality shows up here).

We left Jl. Afandi and searched for some meal; our bellies were starving. We had some chicken dishes, which cost quite much.

All right, we went straight away to JEC. I didn't remember where it was... :P

It took 2,000 for the ticket. I was really confused entering the great building. We went round the building for at least three times, visiting several stalls, attracted and lured by the all great, splendid, expensive cameras; sadly, I only wanted to buy a cheap one. At that time, I just commited myself that I will save money, and in the future, I'll buy a modern, cool one. After some comparing, observing, and surveying, I finally decided to buy a CANON A-550, 7,1 MP for 1,35 million. Satisfied? For now, yes.

It becomes my second wife, after my computer...

The time went on, and I got more narcististic... that's my nature, another nature...

Sad story... at my working place

Another heart-pain has just stabbed me.

I hate—no, not hate, but dislike (are they the same?)—the condition of my former working place. Yes, it used to be my former high school, but why I don’t really enjoy working there, although once I hoped too much to be part of this school.

First, I don’t really enjoy and agree with the structure of the organization. Moreover, I lost my respect for the present headmaster, I really mean it (if you wanna know the complete story and detail, please ask me…). His being too authoritative really depresses other teachers, and I was shocked once when I notice it, after a long time enjoying the quiet, pleasant atmosphere.

Second, this heart-stabbing tragedy happened about one hour ago, and I really want to let it go, forgetting it soon. I really dislike that person, let call him Mr. X. This X does not understand what I feel and he is really mean and care less, or nothing perhaps. I was the one that came up with the idea, but then he, who did not really understand what I wanna do and plan, suddenly took it over. I tried to explain everything, but he always interrupted, showing no care and interest in listening to my explanation. I only asked God for patience.

Third, it is the students and the way the committee of the school dare not to sort them out. They accept anyone, no sorting process and voila… you know how bad the quality is. I once tried, in the beginning of my teaching here, several methods, designing what I think as interactive, interesting activities, but students showed no interest and they have very little motivation to continue and follow the lesson. Sigh…

Who’s wrong here?
Did I come to the wrong place?
Am I too demanding and idealistic?
I just wanna enjoy teaching; I love teaching…

Anyway, let’s see the positive points here… though it’s actually difficult to pick out the positives.

I enjoy socializing with SOME teachers. Yes, they are kind and open-minded. Well, if only they were all the same.

I enjoy the INTERNET facility, perhaps the only reason I am still working there. I even posted this writing via the school’s internet.

I like the committee actually. I know each member of the institution.

That’s all… what else to say?

Btw, I am applying to other schools or institutions. Wish me blessing from HIM…
I wish I could be accepted in some sorts of favorite schools,
VanLith or TN maybe… too demanding, huh?

My old edublogs

If you are interested to read my old blogs, please click here.

It contains some old stories of mine. Hopefully, they entertain you...