Hello, folks!
How have you been? :) I hope you are feeling okay.
And well ... If you ask me I’m kinda nervous rn.
Lol. I wish you don’t ask why.
And hey, welcome to my blog!
Actually, this isn’t my first blog. Tbh, I made
the first blog is in 2009, and to make the story short I was kinda preoccupied
with school and so on so i forgot and bla-bla-blah, until i remembered two
years ago and decided to make another account because the former was so ‘alay’
(pfft) and everything! so i really can’t read it anymore because it’s too
fabulous –no, i mean humiliating me. Meh, you know puberty, right ....
So, the profile said that I want to make some
kicks two years ago .... once again I was busy with works, and school, and ...
my privat life. Two years later, lecturer wants the students to make a blog and
ta-da! Finally ....My lazy bones decide to move with the cracking sounds and
whatsover .... ww. Many thanks to Lecturers!
(Thou that in fact I want the first post means to
upload in my main blog that I haven’t been deciding what should I use for)
The main reasons why this blog shows up:
Assignment.
Lecturer wants us to write 4 posts:
1. the Birthplace
2. FEB UNMER Malang
3. Workplace
4. Malang City
Without further ado, ladies and gentlemen! This is
my Birthplace!
OMG! I can’t find the picture from Granpa Google.
sobs
Wait! Granpa didn’t give me any information of it.
Should I give up?
Nooooo.
I’m just starting my first post. Geez.
I only find the map. Lol.
/////Okay, I know lecturers won’t give us extra
time to read thirty-something of students multiply 4 posts, right? //////
I know I’ll be sorry if I only write 500 words
only. At least I give my birthplace information. Don’t blame me, blame Grandpa.
Why he didn’t have even a single picture of it. Bye.
Wait!
I mean ... stay?
Yea, yea! I’ll write anything.
So, because there isn’t any single information I
only give you my point of view about this place.
Years ago, I was born in Malang. To be specific, I
was born in Rumah Bersalin (Maternity
Hospital) of NU Mubarot. It located in Aries Munandar St., No. 19, Malang, East Java, Indonesia. I didn’t know
until days ago when Grandpa Google said that the name of MH is NU Mubarot. I was calling it as MH NU
36 instead, because the location
nears NU 36 Kindergarten (Which I
was attended when I was so young and crybaby).
I don’t really know
the history of it. But I think the MH have been so old, because my elder brother
was born there too. Maybe it has been more than thirty years old already
(whoa!) I should ask my mother about it.
I can’t say that
the MH is still exist or not. If it still exist, I think the MH won’t bustling
as ten more years ago because people here choose the popular MH one. Yeah, as I
recall NU Mubarot doesn’t have a big
building. It has the stereotype hospital looks, with white wall and so on. The
last time I went in there was ... when my little sister was born. She was a big
fat baby, with red cheeks and crying like there is no tomorrow. And I was only
four years old staring at her because the nurse pierced her earlobes. And my
mother was calling me several times but I remember I didn’t give even a single
darn, because i just had the curiousity on me. That was more than eighteen
years old already.orz. Time flies so faaaaast. Lol. The afterwards is just when
I passed by but I didn’t really pay attention to it.
I passed 600+ words
already.
Well, yeah!
////Seriously, I
just want this first post meets its end already///
That’s the only
thing I can share you about my birthplace.
I hope I meet
someone who share the same birthplace with me someday. (Anything happens in
internet, right? www. )
Well, last but not
least because I have to write another 3 posts ... I’m sorry if there are
misstyping, wrong grammar, or something miss guided because of my informations.
I know that writing
is seriously fun. And in case there is a reader who asks why I use English
instead of Bahasa Indonesia.
“Biarlah seikat bulu ulet ini berkembang, siapa
tahu jadi bulu ketek. Hehe.”
See, you!
Have a great day!
