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My very wonderful day

Okay in this posting maybe i will not use english language because there will some words that difficult for me to translate its to english. But i'll try to keep using english in this posting. Before that i want to say sorry to all readers of my blog for my bad grammar and some mistakes for the pronounciation of the words.

I will tell my story of today. Started when i wake up in the morning, I was rather late to wake up this morning. Because last night i slept at 2 or 1.30 am. I wake up at 5 am. So i just slept for 3 or 4 hours. For a sleepaholic like me, its not enough time for me to sleep. Usually i slept 9-12 hours during the holiday. It's so excruciating for me.

And than during my journey to the school. My car tire was flat at the big street. Of course i was so panic. My father couldn't use jack to change the car tire. So I did it. But the condition of the street is impossible for me to continue it. And than i stop it, when i was waiting my father to called someone to help us, many of transportations that passed that big street, saw to me with strange gaze. They saw to me, like they never see someone that have problem like me. I didn't like their gaze to me. It was so strange and so weird. What's wrong with me, until they stare to me like that? I think i didn't have mistake with my look at there.
But suddenly, om oceng came to me and told me to go to school with him, so i join with his car.

After that in the school, i came late to the osis meeting and than the activities of mos at the second day go with the flow and success. And today, i felt not so good.Okay, enough for this day.

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