Sunday, March 3, 2013

Dreams Come True-- CW#3

Hello people...

This is my late post, because my inet connection was really bad, I'm so sorry..

Well, English Literature... I never thought that I would take this major. I never interested in any English major before. Yeah... my English was bad, even when I wrote this post I made some grammatical error. Hehehe. Back then, when I was in elementary school I never got any English subject. I just learned English by my self. I liked listening to western music at that time so I could learn little bit about English. How poor I am. The condition was getting bad when I was in Junior High School. Mmmm... I took acceleration class. Yak! I was going crazy. Everything was so fast. The teachers gave the lesson very very fast, even we finished one chapter of physics subject in 30 minutes. God! I couldn't imagine how could it be. This time I felt so down, I met people better better better than me, especially in English. I didn't know everything in English, I was totally sick!. I never got good score in first grade, and I had to made a decision, yess....I had to join English course. Time goes by... and I was in third grade. I remembered that day was "latihan ujian nasional 1". The first day was math and English, seems both was the hard subject right ? and the worst condition was....I got measles. Such a perfect combination being sick and hard subject. Do you know what score that I got ? I got 5 for each subject. The head of acceleration class called me and told me if I was not study hard I would fail in my final exam. I just smiled... How could I'm not studied for a big test like this ? kind a joke. I promised to my self that I would have a perfect score on my final exam and showed people that always underestimated me, I could. The day had come, I received an envelope, carefully I opened this envelope, I saw my name above then... perfect score for my English and math. I showed them who underestimate me that I could. The best lesson that I got, whatever people said about you just show them that you could better than him/her :)

Then, the day to made a decision was come. Actually, English was not my first decision, my first decision mmmm....yeah accounting (seems very popular). I wasn't interest in any major except accounting, but once my father told me, my English was not bad so he told me to choose  English major. Deep in my heart, I was curious about this major. I couldn't imagine what was the lesson, the future the bla bla bla.... and yes I realized that I was too curious about my self. I joined um UGM, the second open registration after PBS. UGM was my first decision no matter what. Studying in UGM was one of my dreams. When I was 8 y.o , I wrote my dreams in a peace of paper and hanged up in my wall. So, every time I saw this paper I remembered my dreams and trying to make it happen.


                                                            I keep it until now

And it works! I forgot the date but in April at 11.45 pm, one of friend called me. He said " Selamat ya mahasiswa ugm!", what "mahasiswa ugm ?" how could he know when I didn't know anything. I tried to enter my test number 3517 and the answer was " maaf nomor anda tidak terdaftar" how could it be ?!. I felt like I was dying, my heart beast fast and I was trembled. I relaxed my self, trying to accept the worst possibility. I was trying to sleep and opened the web the next morning. The next day I carefully checked in web, inserted my number waiting for some moment and..... "selamat anda diterima dijurusan Sastra Inggris Universitas Gadjah Mada" .

Alhamdulillah, I accepted in English Literature, the unimagine major for me. Hehehe. This is my six semesters , the long time for regret. I enjoy my study although sometime I feel so hard to follow. I keep my spirit on, like my experience, I wrote my dreams, hang it up in my wall, believe it and now I'm on my way to make it happen. For those who have a big dream, don't worry keep your spirit on, believe it and sure you can make it happen. :)


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