Live is something that cannot be repeated

Making love n breaking love are the same things..

Both of them are the process of leading to mature..

Both of them are the things that we feel in our deepest heart..

However, it still has some differences..

The difference lies in how these two things make us happy and sad.

how these two things make us realize that life is something that can not be repeated.

The legend of my tooth!

In June 15, 2007, I got an accident. It happened when I was in the first grade of Senior High School. The accident had been change my life until now. The accident happened in Karanganyar-Tegal, when I would go to one of Malls in Tegal.
In that hot afternoon at 1 p., the road was so crowded. At that time, I was riding my motorcycle while sent SMS in the road. I used my left hand to sending SMS and I used my right hand to ride my motorcycle. I knew it was not dangerous. However I did it.
Because of that, I concentrated with my handphone too much and I didn’t pay attention about my motor’s way. So, I didn’t know that there was a motorcycle which was bringing two big boxes of fresh vegetables, in front of me. Than, our motorcycle were so close for each other, but I still didn’t know it. After I saw the motorcycle, I was shocked. Next, without thought, I turned my motorcycle to the right side. But I couldn’t control my motorcycle. So, I was flung and fly from my motorcycle. Because of that excellent accident, I got injury on my hand and my front tooth. My front tooth had been broke down and my face look so funny because I was toothless. In that time, I just cried, cried and cried. Many people there tried to make me calm down. Then, one of people there was bringing my motorcycle and me to go to my house.
One day after that at June 16, my parents ordered me to go to the dentist to check and repair my tooth. The dentist said that I had to change my broken tooth with imitation tooth and I hade to wait for one week to get the imitation tooth. So, I had to use masker for one week to close my swollen mouth. In that time, I didn’t believe that my sexy mouth looked so disgusting.
After one week, I got my imitation tooth. It made from porselin. The dentist said that my imitation tooth can’t have good function like the genuie tooth. The effect until now, I can’t to eat something too hot or too hard like stones, apples etc. in that time, I always thought that I was dreaming and I had to wake up for that bad dream. But, the reality, it was real and I wasn’t dreaming.
After that accident, I aware t had it was not good to use handphone when we rode a vehicle. I had to pay attention if I was in the road and I don’t want to do it anymore.

The Queer Story of My Name

The Queer Story of My Name
Hi? My name is Helen Marta Sari. People call me Helen. What do you think about my beautiful name? It is like bule’s (foreigner) name, right? Yeah, some people think like that. I often laughed, if I remembered the great reason why my parents gave me this name. I always felt that the reason was so queer and had no quality. My parents gave me a name spontanly in the hospital, after I was born in this world. The history happened in March 15th, 1992, when my mother was being pregnant.
At 22.00 p.m., mother who was being pregnant, felt stomachache. She felt that her baby, that was me, would be born. My father became didn’t concentrate because he was panic. Then, He searched his helmet because they would go by motorcycle.
But, my mother screamed loudly and said “what are you doing? Why are you looking for the helmet? Let’s go to the hospital!”. “But if we don’t use helmet, we will be under arrest by police, mom!” my father answered. My mother shouted “I don’t care about police!! I care about my baby.. Let’s go!”.
Finally, my father found the helmets and they went to the hospital. After arrived to the hospital, my father became panic until he forgot to open his helmet. He didn’t aware about it. Next, in delivery room, my mother screamed and my father screamed too. He stood beside my mother to give spirit and he still wore his helmet. Then, a cute baby was born. That was me. I was born hardly with extra energy by my mother. After I was born, I didn’t cry. Then, my father brought me and he looked at me.
“Oh my beautiful baby, you look so cute.. why you don’t cry? Come on sweety, please cry loudly!” said my father. He tried to make me crying by shaked my little body. Because he didn’t carefully about what he did, my father’s helmet bumped my head and I cried. “Oh..My baby you like your father’s helmet.”my mother said slowly. “Yeah, you like this helmet. Mom? Would you mind if I give her name, Helen? Because she likes helem.” my father said. “OK! It’s an interesting name!” said my mother with enthusiasm.
See? That is the queer story about my beautiful name. It is foolish. But I like it. Although my name’s story is so queer, I’m not angry with my parents actually my father who banged up me with his helmet. I love my name because there is a story behind it and my name is an interesting name.

My cat, Sapi !!!

Felis Trigis, also known as cat, is a mammal which has four legs and belongs to “Karnivora”. Cat has good sight, especially at night. To protect it self, cat using its claw. There are many kinds of cats. One of them is from Indonesia like my cat. I have three cats in my house. But, I prefer my small cat than the others because it is the cutest. I call it Sapi.
Sapi is a female small cat, which is about 20 cm long and 5-7 cm tall. It has green eyes and the color become shiny black at night. It is so beautiful. Sapi has black and white fur pattern like a cow. That is why I call my cat Sapi. The fur from its ears to its eyes is black. But, it has clean white fur on its face. Sapi’s tail is very long, so it can touch the floor. And the color of its tail is black. One of unique things from Sapi is the fur on its legs. Brown black is covering its four legs like socks.
Sapi likes eating very much. It can eat 4-5 times in a day. Sometimes, it often eats the grass in my front yard. Sapi often does this strange habit. Although Sapi is an animal, it has behavior like a human. Sapi sleeps at night and wakes up in the morning. My father said that Sapy always meows at about 4.30 a.m. in the front door of my house. Sapi stands the tail up and meows to wakes my family up. It always does it every day.
I love Sapi because it has unique things. If I stroke its neck, it always spoiled to me. But, I hated Sapi when it was licking my hands or my legs. I feel that so disgusting. Sometimes, I feel sad to Sapi. Its mother had lost when Sapi was young. But, it is no matter because my family and I will take care of it.