Funeral ceremony in Toraja

15/09/2008

Our Field Trip in Toraja was as educational as Ms. You-Know-Who’s class, and also was as interesting as Mr. Caffeine-holic’s class on every B day morning. I was so glad to be with those teachers for my last field trip at SIS. I give a special thank to Ms. You-Know-Who, who made us to go to bed very early with taking care of our health and conditions for the next days during field trip. I also want to say sorry to her making embarrassed when she knocked my room at 2 a.m. and I opened door with wearing nothing except my underwear and bath gown.

 

-Funeral Ceremony in Toraja

On the third day, the most impressive thing I watched was Torajans traditional funeral ceremony. In Toraja, people believe the afterlife, and think that souls easily go to heaven as more and more animals, especially pigs and buffalos, are sacrificed at funerals. In Toraja, pigs and buffalos are slaughtered right away when funerals start, and cooked with bamboo sticks. I saw pig slaughters once at Thailand before, but Toraja one was quiet shocking because Torajan people did not faint pigs before they kill pigs while Thailand people fainted pigs by clubbing. In Toraja, people only cry before and after the funeral, because funeral is the same thing as local festival. When tour guide said this before we went to the funeral, I couldnt understand what he meant by festival, but when I saw peoples smiling and happy faces at the funeral I could understand it. In Toraja, preparation for funerals usually takes very long time, even more than a year. Its because the family need to build bamboo houses for guests and make grave for the dead person. In Toraja, the dead body is left in the house, usually in a form of mummy, until the funeral is ready to be held. Long time ago, if husband passed away, his wife had to sleep next to the corpse and jump into the fire during his funeral. After watching funerals, we went to Pallawa, a traditional Toraja village. Traditional houses were decorated with batiks, buffalo horns, and boat-shaped roofs. In Toraja, the buffalo horns represent the richness of the family. The roofs were shaped like boats because Toraja people believed that their ancestors came from Cambodia via boats.

 

*Reading Quiz—

1. How many ‘In Toraja’ and ‘Funeral’ are there in the paragraph?

2. How educational and interesting field trip it was?

3. What do you think about Ms. You-Know-Who and Mr. Caffeine-holic?


July 13… It was the WORST day in my life…!

01/08/2008

After dinner, I was taking a REST.

 

Bro came to me with a really really REALLY thick MATH book..!

 

“Wha.. what do you WANT!” I was really scared, coz I knew that my brain was malfunctioning…

 

“Yo, YJ. U r fckn gud at math, huh? Try it.” My bro said.

 

 

“I think you still need to learn the WAY to talk to older ppl, bro. Come to my room.” I told him.

 

 

“I love you the most, dear my bro…!”      HAHA. Such a servile boy.

 

 

‘Okay..! Lemme see the problem? H.A.H.A.” I thought that problem was frckn easy…

 

 

Yeah, that thought was the biggest mistake that I made on that night.

 

 

‘Hmm…! It’s abt an indefinite equation, huh? It’s so EASY…! H.A.H.A.’ I was sort of crazy…

 

 

When I started solving it…

 

 

15 Mins later…

 

 

40 Mins later…

 

 

1 Hour later…

 

 

 

2 Hours later….

 

 

 

3 Hours later..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Finally… I GAVE up.. Awwww =”’[

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then… My bro said….

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 ’HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! There’s no solution, you IDIOT!’

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

no solution…..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

no solution……

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

no solution……

 

 

 

 

 

…….

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

AAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


I won’t play soccer w my bro.. never again..!

31/07/2008

 

 

This is a true story…

 

 

 

One day morning, I WOKE up.

 

 

 I had nothing to do… I was SO freakin bored.

 

 

 

 Then..my bro and his frens asked to play SOCCER.

 

 

 

 As you know, I’m REALLY REALLY good at soccer. Haha!

 

 

 

 So, I PLAYED soccer.

 

 

 

 I SHOOTed on net…!

 

 

 

My bro saved it.

 

 

 

 ’HAHA, he was just LUCKY!’ I thought.

 

 

 

 I shooted AGAIN!

 

 

 My bro saved it AGAIN…

 

 

 

 ’Damn, shoot me!’ I was really really angry at myself…..!

 

 

 I shooted REALLY REALLY hard!

 

 

 

 My bro JUST saved it again..

 

 

 ’Just one more time!!’ I was even mad at myself…!

 

 

 I shooted again.. And….!!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 He just saved it…

 

 

 ’OH, NO! What the hell is WRONG with me!’ I couldn’t play soccer no longer.

 

 

I came home alone…

 

 

 

 I just went to my room..

 

 

 

And….

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 Stayed up all night like THIS.. awwww =(

 

 

 

 

hey, hey..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 Stop LAUGHING…! =(


A School Story

31/07/2008

What Really Happens Because of Exams:

The Semester Begins

One Week Later…

Two Weeks Later…

Before Progress Reports

After Progress Reports

After Half The Semester Ends

Finals Are Approaching

… And You Find Out When They Are…

A Week Before Finals

6 Days Before Finals

5 Days Before Finals

4 Days Before Finals

3 Days Before Finals

2 Days Before Finals

1 Day Before Finals

The Night Before Finals

1 Hour Before Finals

During Finals

After Finals

Your Feelings For The Teacher After The Finals


I wanna be the BEST chess player in the world!

31/07/2008

Nah….! I played chess w my bro yesterday….!

Playing chess w him was the BIGGEST mistake that i made this week… ah!

I lost 70 thousands of Rphs that I had earned from golf games… gosh!

Shit… BULSHIT BULSHIT BULSHIT BULSHIT BULSHIT BULSHIT BULSHIT BULSHIT BULSHIT

 

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

I’m goin crazy~ wooooooooooohoooooooooooooooo~~~~~~~~


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