Kenapa kita menginjak rumput?

Tadi pagi saya ada kuliah PIP ( Pengantar Ilmu Pendidikan ). Saya dapat jadwal di Gedung C3 Fakultas Ekonomi. Tidak begitu jauh dari kos saya ssih… tapi tep aja saya harus jalan… Alhamdulillah tadi tidak begitu panas… Jadi saya tidak banyak mengeluh… karna mengeluh adalah salah satu hal yang sering sekali saya lakukan…

Saya melewati sebuah lapangan sepakbola, entah itu lapangan atou bukan, tampak seperti semak belukar saja… hhi.. :-p saya mengikuti apa yang ika sarankan kepada saya… Yasudah manut saja wong katanya lebih dekat gitu…

kemudian saya lewat lapangan.. istilahnya menyebrang lapangan gitulah… hnah.. sewaktu saya sedang berjalan… saya melihat ke bawah alias ke tanah lapangan itu tadi… mikir dalam hati… wah rumputnya kok jarang – jarang n kering gini yah… hmmm…. trus tiba – tiba muncul aja suatu kalimat dari lubuk hati saya yang suci hhi  begini :

kok riza nginjek rumput ssih? kan rumput juga seperti tanaman lainnya? kenapa rumput yang dijadiin buat sepak bola? apa emang ini takdirnya rumput ya? kegunaan rumput emang buat diinjek-injek yaah?

tadi adalah sekelumit pertanyaan dari anak kecil yang tak berdosa seperti saya ini… hhi

saya jadi berpikir kenapa ga gelombang cinta, ato anthurium ( ga tau nulisnya ), euphorbia, ato apalh tanaman yang mahal – mahal itu yang diinjek – injek? ( yo ra isolah zza -_-” ). Argh.. pokoknya gitu lah… zza juga bingung… ada yang bisa bantu zza gga?.

Currently Listening to Alexa

Huuui…. How’s life?
see with me again
zza is currently listening to Alexa_Jangan kau lepas.mp3
one of my favorite song from Alexa
At the first time I know Alexa was from my brother, Faizal
Before that I do not pay attention to them…^^v
So, here is the lyric

Alexa_Jangan kau lepas

peluklah diriku dan jangan kau lepaskanku
dan jangan kau lepaskanku darimu

ku tak kan pernah tertawa
ku tak kan pernah bahagia
ku tak kan pernah merasakannya bila kau tak disini
ku tak kan pernah tertawa
ku tak pernah sempurna
ku tak kan pernah merasakannya bila kau tak disini
houo

izinkan aku berlutut mengaharap kau tuk kembali
izinkan aku berharap dirimu kembali dan kembali
dan kembali lagi

peluklah diriku dan jangan kau lepaskan ku
dan jangan kau lepaskan ku darimu
peluklah diriku dan jangan kau lepaskan ku
dan jangan kau lepaskan ku darimu

yya pokoknya gt deh.. Alexa tuh perpaduan yiang pas banget.. dari berbagai band dan aliran music.. bersatu jadi band yang apik banget deh.. salut deh buat Alexa

Three times got flat tire in Semarang (Part I)

What a bad day I guess. This story begins when I wanna go to the downtown to buy some clothes.
In 27th and 28th of August, English Department ♥, the department where I study my English♥, held an occasion to welcome the new students of English Department. It was planned at the Gedong Songo site. I’ve never been there before, so I was so excited to know that. My friends told me that it was a nice place to have a recreation and to have refresh air. I’m glad to hear that of course. Then I prepared all what I need. Hmm, one of the rules is that we, all the new students have to wear a white t-shirt fir the dress code. And unfortunately I don’t have it. I’ve tried to borrow from my friends. But they all just have one t-shirt. Hhfh, what a pity I am. Then, I tried to borrow from my others friends from the boarding house, but none have it.
Well, finally I decided to go to the down town with my boy, Dhimas ♥. Our first destination is Ramayana, it just because all the stuffs are cheap.. . We arrived there and walked around while looking for the t-shirt I need. There were so many white t-shirt, hundreds maybe, but none of them suit on me. Instead, Dhimas got what he needed. He bought a long-white shirt for his PPL. Well, never mind. Then, we walked to the next shopping center. I didn’t know exactly whether I entered Java Mall or Citraland or Matahari, because Mall in Semarang was joined in one building. So it’s difficult for me to differentiate them. We walked around the mall again, and finally we found Matahari Department Store. My favorite place in everywhere I am. Hmm, there were so many discount and in this Matahari has more collection clothes than in my city, Magelang. I looked around and still didn’t find what I want. Because of my femininity, I purchased other clothes..hhi…^^v. Then we went home in the evening, Maghreb. We went down to the parking lot. It was not so far when we realized that there’s something wrong with the motorcycle. We dropped for a while, and Dhimas checked it. Then it’s true, we got FLAT TIRE . Thing that we really hate if we are having a trip. Then we pushed the motorcycle, looked for a repair shop. And fortunately, not far from place, where we got flat tire, there’s a place to patch tire. I don’t know it was coincidentally or there’s insincerity
behind this accident. Don’t know. While it rained lightly outside. What a bad day, rain and flat tire. After finished, we stopped in a mosque to have a Maghreb prayer and wait until Isya’. Then we were ready to go home, Dhimas checked the tire once again, and guess what, we got FLAT TIRE again, damn! Oh my God, what’s happen here? At that time I was so angry!! How come?! We’ve just patched it. Arghhh!!! Then, once again we pushed the motorcycle together. And once again, not far from the mosque we found repair shop again. I still tried to have a positive thinking for this, but it’s more difficult than before. Hhhh! We waited again. In my silence I prayed to Allah. huehue. Well, after finished we went home. And Allah accepted my pray. There’s nothing wrong again. Hhh. A bad day for us. Thing that I should realize is there’s something strange with this big city. Well, who knows .

See ya. Keep moving forward.