RUMPELSTILTSKIN

Rumpelstiltskin

Once there was a miller who was poor, but who had a beautiful
daughter.  Now it happened that he had to go and speak to the
king, and in order to make himself appear important he said
to him, I have a daughter who can spin straw into gold.  The
king said to the miller, that is an art which
pleases me well, if your daughter is as clever as you say, bring
her to-morrow to my palace, and I will put her to the test.

And when the girl was brought to him he took her into a room
which was quite full of straw, gave her a spinning-wheel and a
reel, and said, now set to work, and if by to-morrow morning
early you have not spun this straw into gold during the night,
you must die.  Thereupon he himself locked up the room, and
left her in it alone.  So there sat the poor miller's daughter,
and for the life of her could not tell what to do, she had no
idea how straw could be spun into gold, and she grew more and
more frightened, until at last she began to weep.

But all at once the door opened, and in came a little man,
and said, good evening, mistress miller, why are you crying so.
Alas, answered the girl, I have to spin straw into gold, and I do
not know how to do it.  What will you give me, said the
manikin, if I do it for you.  My necklace, said the girl.  The
little man took the necklace, seated himself in front of the
wheel, and whirr, whirr, whirr, three turns, and the reel was
full, then he put another on, and whirr, whirr, whirr, three times
round, and the second was full too.  And so it went on until
the morning, when all the straw was spun, and all the reels
were full of gold.

By daybreak the king was already there, and
when he saw the gold he was astonished and delighted, but his
heart became only more greedy.  He had the miller's daughter
taken into another room full of straw, which was much larger,
and commanded her to spin that also in one night if she valued
her life.  The girl knew not how to help herself, and was
crying, when the door opened again, and the little man appeared,
and said, what will you give me if I spin that straw into gold
for you.  The ring on my finger, answered the girl.  The little
man took the ring, again began to turn the wheel, and by
morning had spun all the straw into glittering gold.

The king rejoiced beyond measure at the sight, but still he had
not gold enough, and he had the miller's daughter taken into
a still larger room full of straw, and said, you must spin this,
too, in the course of this night, but if you succeed, you shall
be my wife.

Even if she be a miller's daughter, thought he, I could not
find a richer wife in the whole world.

When the girl was alone the manikin came again for the third
time, and said, what will you give me if I spin the straw for
you this time also.  I have nothing left that I could give,
answered the girl.  Then promise me, if you should become queen,
to give me your first child.  Who knows whether that will
ever happen, thought the miller's daughter, and, not knowing
how else to help herself in this strait, she promised the
manikin what he wanted, and for that he once more spun the
straw into gold.

And when the king came in the morning, and found all as he
had wished, he took her in marriage, and the pretty miller's
daughter became a queen.

A year after, she brought a beautiful child into the world,
and she never gave a thought to the manikin.  But suddenly he
came into her room, and said, now give me what you promised.

The queen was horror-struck, and offered the manikin all the
riches of the kingdom if he would leave her the child.  But the
manikin said, no, something alive is dearer to me than all the
treasures in the world.  Then the queen began to lament and cry,
so that the manikin pitied her.  I will give you three days,
time, said he, if by that time you find out my name, then shall
you keep your child.

So the queen thought the whole night of all the names that
she had ever heard, and she sent a messenger over the country to
inquire, far and wide, for any other names that there might be.
When the manikin came the next day, she began with caspar,
melchior, balthazar, and said all the names she knew, one
after another, but to every one the little man said, that is not
my name.  On the second day she had inquiries made in the
neighborhood as to the names of the people there, and she
repeated to the manikin the most uncommon and curious.  Perhaps
your name is shortribs, or sheepshanks, or laceleg, but he
always answered, that is not my name.

On the third day the messenger came back again, and said, I
have not been able to find a single new name, but as I came to
a high mountain at the end of the forest, where the fox and the hare
bid each other good night, there I saw a little house, and
before the house a fire was burning, and round about the fire
quite a ridiculous little man was jumping, he hopped upon
one leg, and shouted -
          to-day I bake, to-morrow brew,
          the next I'll have the young queen's child.
          Ha, glad am I that no one knew
          that Rumpelstiltskin I am styled.

You may imagine how glad the queen was when she heard the
name.  And when soon afterwards the little man came in, and
asked, now, mistress queen, what is my name, at first she
said, is your name Conrad?  No.  Is your name Harry?  No.
Perhaps your name is Rumpelstiltskin?

The devil has told you that!  The devil has told you that, cried
the little man, and in his anger he plunged his right foot so
deep into the earth that his whole leg went in, and then in
rage he pulled at his left leg so hard with both hands that
he tore himself in two.

Source: http://www.cs.cmu.edu/~spok/grimmtmp/044.txt

AMAZING STRUCTURE

Greetings, blog readers. I will now tell you about an amazing structure and it is Habitat 67. It is a housing complex that's located in Montreal, Canada. I think this structure is really interesting and unusual. It looks like a bunch of cardboard boxes just randomly put together to make this amazing structure that is now considered an architectural landmark. Or another way to look at it is like a bunch of lego pieces put together. Either way, this structure is unique in its own way. It's designed by Moshe Safdie, an Israeli-Canadian architect. He is a famous architect and has made around 70 projects which is really cool. I'm really sure once you see the design of the structure you wont be able to easily forget it. Here's a picture:

And here's a panoramic view of the structure

Now the way I look at it, I see art. In the picture I see that the structure has been shaped into what looks like 3 bumps. Some parts of the building are pushed up, some are pushed in and you can also find a lot of gaps between the rooms. It's extraordinary and abstract and beautiful in a way. Though sometimes when I look at it, there are some parts of the building that look like they're going to fall but you know it wont because the architects had already thought of everything to make it work, I guess. Unless there's a disaster or something.

The building has a total of 12 stories and 146 residences varying in size.

This is a picture of Habitat 67's rooftop. From the rooftop you can see the view that's all around the structure and you can see the Saint Lawrence River clearly. I like rooftops because I think they're comfortable and you can spend hours and hours there. If I were to live there I think the rooftop would be my favorite place out of the whole structure. I would just read a book, or listen to music, have a cup of tea and just sit there and relax while enjoying the view. Okay, wow, I think I just got something else to think in my daydream.

 From the picture above you can also see how the pathways, stairs, and bridges connect one room with another room, thus creating this famous structure. If I ever go there, I will probably get lost though, because it's so big and it looks so confusing, but I also know that if I ever go there I will be so excited.

Alright, so if you already think that's cool, then you should see how the rooms are like.

I love how simple yet complicated the interior design of the room is (Okay I guess that doesn't make any sense but that was my effort at being an interior design critic okay). I guess this is not what you would expect to see after you've seen the structure from the outside. The structure outside looks so dense because the rooms look they're they're somehow meshed together, yet the inside of this room has a lot of space and I feel like I can be comfortable and free there.

Sooo if you ever visit Montreal, Canada or you're somewhere around that place, I suggest you go visit this place. I'm sure you would not regret it.

I guess that's all I have to tell you about Habitat 67, thank you for reading. Bye!

MATSWAPATI

On Saturday, the 27^th of September SMAN 3 Bandung held an event which was a cultural festival in Lapangan Bali. The school held the event to help preserve the Sundanese culture and to introduce people to it.

 I was a committee in the event and was in the decoration group. What the decoration group did was mostly decorate the place. The decoration group’s work started weeks before the festival started. We were divided into a few groups and I was in group 3. Group 3 was in charge of the gates.

But on the day of the festival I was put into the logistics group because the decoration group had nothing to do anymore since the decoration was all done. I came to Lapangan Bali at 5:30 AM. The committee had this uniform which was a brown shirt. And my brown shirt was too big on me so it was like wearing a jacket. Anyway we started to carry things around for the preparation of the event. I guess what I did all day was move and carry stuff around every time a performance was finished and another performance was about to begin. While my friends and I waited for a performance to end, we sat near the stage and talked. When we got hungry, we went to the bazaar to get some food or drink.

I remember when there were these guys on the stage singing some dangdut song, Pa Doni started dancing around and some girls joined in, including me. We started to follow Pa Doni's moves and it was really fun.
There were many cultural performances and they were all very interesting. Lapangan Bali got really crowded at 4 PM People started to gather around the stage when Barsena was about to perform. Barsena performed 3 songs beautifully and got a good reaction from the crowd. After Barsena performed, the next performance was the one that many people had come to see. Why? BECAUSE GLENN FREDLY WAS GOING TO PERFORM YAYY!
Glenn's performance was really awesome. The crowd kept cheering and cheering. I had a lot of fun too. I jumped and sang along to Glenn Fredly's songs. 
After Glenn finished performing, there was a closing act which was a fire attraction. 
Because I was a committee, I stayed in Lapangan Bali longer than other people and went home at 9. I live in Dago and it usually takes 15-30 minutes to get home. But that night, it took 1 and a half hours because there was an event in Dago called 'Dago Culinary Night'.
When I got home I was exhausted and slept immediately. I also slept in on the next day.

Unforgettable Experience

Well helloo there blog readers! How are you? I hope you're feeling good because I'm not. I've got like tons of homework but by doing this I will have one less to do so yeah let's do this. My assignment this time is to tell you about my unforgettable experience. But to be honest, I don't really remember a lot of things that happened in the past because I don't think I have a good memory. So I guess I'm gonna tell you about my unforgettable experiences.

First, I'm gonna tell you about this time when I almost fainted. I was in 1st grade when it happened I think. I was playing with my older brother and my younger sister. We were in a room and there was this mattress that was put up so it was leaning on the wall and were all playing with it. How did we play? We would hold on to the top of the mattress as it fell down. I know, it sounds pretty lame, but it was unbelievably fun. We were playing while screaming and laughing . Then I sat in front of the mattress that was leaning on the wall. My siblings then climbed on the mattress and hung on to the top of it. And you know what happened next. Their weight brought the mattress and down and it hit my in the back. I was lying down on the floor and I couldn't breathe. My breaths became really short and I tried to tell them to call my dad but my voice wouldn't come out. My vision became blurry too. What my siblings did was they just stared at me instead of calling my dad (yeah thanks a lot for that guys). I felt like I was going to die and my breathes became shorter and shorter. When I almost ran out of breaths, my brother told me to sit up and suddenly I started breathing normally again. And I cried afterwards (Pfft, weak). So that's the story of how I almost fainted.

Oh there was this other thing that I remember until now. This also happened when I was in the 1st grade of elementary school. So there was this person who sold martabak in front of my school and they were really delicious. One day, I just got home and I saw this Rp 20k on the table. I was really tempted to take it because no one was around and I really wanted to buy some martabak. Eventually there was this inner debate between my good side and the temptation to take the money. Sadly, my good side lost to the temptation and I stole the money to buy the martabak. After I bought the martabak, I ate it sneakily and out of everyone's sight. Then my grandmother suddenly came and asked my maid "Have you seen the Rp 20k that I put here? It's to pay the water gallons". After she said that I tensed up and I pretended not to know anything so I just sat there and stared at the wall. Then the maid came to me and asked me if I had seen the money. I lied and said that I had not seen the money and didn't know what she was talking about. She kept interrogating me and I felt like she already knew that I was the one who stole the money so eventually I fessed up and my grandmother was mad at me. She gave me a one hour speech about my bad actions and so yeah that's the story of how I stole money just to buy martabak and got caught. I was such a little thug :')

I also remember this time when I was riding my bike with my brother. I was in 4th grade. We were riding around the neighborhood but then raindrops started to fall down. The sudden change of weather made us turn back to go home in a hurry. The road was slippery and wet so when I turned my bike around, I fell and scraped my knee and hence, there was a nasty wound on my left knee. Because I was a 4th grader and I didn't like blood, I cried. My brother turned around to look at my fallen state and he helped me by yelling at me and telling me to get back on my bike and go home fast. But because my left knee wasn't in good condition I just walked limply while pushing my bike. I finally got home and my brother told the maid about what happened. I was still crying because it hurt. A lot. I was told to sit down while the maid cleaned my wound with water. My brother then came with medicinal alcohol and squirted the bottle which was above my wound. Then I freaking screamed. But then my mother came home and inspected the wound. My mother took me to the doctor and the doctor said it wasn't an ordinary wound but it wasn't a big deal. So the doctor gave my mom some things to help with the wound healing. But anyways, the wound left a scar and I still have it on my left knee until now.

Sooo yeah those are some of my unforgettable experiences. Thank you for reading!

Hii guuuys! I'm back with my second entry on this blog. Anyway, as you all know I recently got accepted into SMAN 3 Bandung. So new school, which means new friends. Yay! The people here in SMAN 3 have been nice and friendly so far. Out of 300+ people that got accepted here, I got close to a girl named Sandra. At first we didn't talk much because first meetings are always awkward. Buuut, as we talked to each other more we got closer and now she's one of the people that I feel comfortable to be with.
Alright so now I'm gonna tell you the basic things you need to know about her. Sandra's full name is Sandra Meiko Rosanne. She was born on May, 29, 1999, in Bandung. She has 1 sister and 2 step brothers. Her mother is a lecturer while her dad is a miner which is pretty cool. Sandra currently lives in Soekarno Hatta. She came from SMPN 5 Bandung.
Right so that's that. I guess we became easy friends because we have so much things in common which is really exciting. Here are a list of things we have in common:
1. We have the same hobbies such as procrastinating, eating, and more (I know it's bad but whatever)
2. We both play the violin
3. We have the same interest in movies
4. We're both big fans of Jennifer Lawrence
5. We love reading novels
6. We both watch the E! Network when we have nothing else to do
7. We both have one dimple! Sandra's dimple is on her left cheek while mine is on my right.
8. A LOT of people say we look alike, some even thought we were twins hahaha
9. We both blog on Tumblr
When I found out that we have so much in common I felt pretty freaked out but mostly excited because I've never been able to relate as much as I could to her I mean IS SHE MY LONG LOST TWIN OR SOMETHING BECAUSE WHOA MAN I LIKE THE STUFF YOU LIKE AND YOU LIKE THE STUFF I LIKE. But it's pretty cool since we can always obsess about the same things.
Right now you're probably wonder what she's like. Sandra described herself as an expressionless yet talkative person. Her skin color is pale yellow. She's really really smart. Her productive hobby is to bake. She also has a driver which she says is also her bestfriend named Pa Nurdin.
That's all I have to tell you about my new friend Sandra, if you want to know more just talk to her! Thank you for reading!!

INTRODUCTION

Hello blog readers! I am the owner of this blog and the name is Hanifa Nurul Rahma, but please call me  Iffa. I am the second child out of 3 children in my family. I was born in Bandung on the 10th of November, 1998. I stayed in Japan for 3 years when I was really young so right now I can't really remember a lot of things that happened there but only bits and pieces. I went back to Indonesia and attended kindergarten in Darul Hikam. Then after attending kindergarten I started to attend elementary school in Mutiara Bunda. In the beginning of 5th grade I moved to the US and stayed in Urbana, Illinois for 2 years more or less. I attended Martin Luther King Jr. Elementary School and Urbana Middle School there. After the 2 years had passed I went back to my country, Indonesia. Because I didn't take the national exam I couldn't go to any public school and had to attend a private school and my parents decided I should go to Mutiara Bunda again. After graduating from Mutiara Bunda and taking my very first national exam in 9th grade (woo!) I got accepted into SMAN 3 Bandung. So right now I am currently a student in SMAN 3.
I think of myself as an emotional person because I can get carried away with something that doesn't seem big to other people and also because I have moodswings that come in unexpected times. I will admit that I am a very gullible person and I get scared easily.Anyway, now I'm gonna tell you about things I enjoy. First, I enjoy music and I can play a few instruments and I sing sometimes. I also like this TV show called Sherlock which is the modern adaptation of the detective Sherlock Holmes (for those of you who haven't seen it I really recommend this show but be warned for you will be cursed with an obsession over this show). I have seen Sherlock for like 10 times for each episode and I never will get tired of it (No I'm not even joking). Last, I also enjoy reading novels. When I read novels I can get into the story so deep and it feels like I am actually in the book observing everything that's happening in the story and that's what I like about reading novels, it makes you feel like you're part of the story.
Well I guess that's all I'm gonna tell you right now, thank you for reading!