@senogp Kakek suamiku korban , sampe sekarang ga tau dimana matinya,entah dibuang di sungai, Hutan, atau masuk di lubang buaya, atau mana gak tau, kakeknya dulu guru… orang jaman itu nganggep orang pinter itu cikal bakal pengkhianat…
Pernah jadi mahasiswa turun di jalan.. sebelum masuk UGM aku tu juga mikir ngapain sih mahasiswa nih panas2an demo, bikin macet aja.
One day ada temen angkatanku yg bilang,
“Kita kuliah di UGM itu dibayar rakyat sudah seharusnya menjadi penyambungi lidah rakyat”
Aku jawab dong, “hmm, papa aku bayar UKT”
“No, UKT kamu tu cuma bayar fasilitas. Dosen kita tu PNS digaji pake uang pajak rakyat. Ada jutaan rakyat yg mau kuliah di UGM tp cuma segelintir orang yg bisa masuk. Kita tu kaum terpelajar, sudah seharusnya memperjuangkan suara rakyat”
Disitu aku beneran jleb banget. Ga boleh belajar buat diri sendiri, aku kaum terdidik jadi harus melek dunia dan politik dan ikut bersuara 😭😭😭
Gabungan Pengusaha Makan MBG MENOLAK Surat Edaran dari Menteri Keuangan yang memutuskan untuk mengurangi anggaran program (proyek) MBG.
Belum dapat untung gede yang bisa membuat kaya raya rupa nya..
Itu anggaran dari uang rakyat bukan dr uang nenek lu !
jihoon: i’m talking about this now, 6 years after debut, but you know when i was an inkigayo mc.. when i finished my inkigayo mc sched and was heading home, i always used to do weverse live.. back then was it v live.. i think it was
whenever i got off work, i used to go live on my way home all the time. people who were fans back then probably remember..
since deungchon-dong and mapo are pretty close, it only took about 15–20 minutes to get home so i would always ask my manager if we could take a slightly longer route. i wanted to stream for about 30 mins.. the fans liked it and i liked it too so i always asked him to drive around a bit. because of that, i’d usually stream for around 30 mins, sometimes even 40, before going home. honestly, if i were an inkigayo mc now, i’d probably still do the same thing on my way home
anyway, back then i always got dropped off at the b1 level of my apartment building. our dorm was connected there so i always entered through the underground parking garage
but there were always sasaengs waiting outside our apartment playground. they’d wait for me and watch for our car. they even memorized our carnival’s license plate number. as soon as they saw our carnival enter, they’d sprint toward our building. 4 or 5 of them. sometimes 6. honestly, it was unsettling. when you see them running like that from behind, it’s so strange. i would think, what are these people even doing?
i’d go down into the underground parking lot and they’d run into the apartment building from the first floor. then i’d take the elevator from b1 up to the dorm. and the elevator would stop on the first floor. when the doors opened, 4 or 5 girls would get in. sometimes 3. sometimes 6. and they wouldn’t look anywhere else. they’d just stare at me. if i’m standing in the elevator, they’re all standing there looking directly at me. not at the doors. just at me. and they wouldn’t get off until i got off. our dorm was on a really high floor back then. they wouldn’t get off. they just stayed there
so one time i asked them, “do you live here?” “are you residents here?” “why aren’t you getting off?” and they didn’t answer. that honestly made it even scarier. they had no sense of boundaries, no consideration. people are scarier than anything. you never know what a person might do. seriously. it’s not like talking about it now changes anything. i’m only bringing it up now after all this time. but anyway, that’s how it was
…and that’s just one story out of many. it happened all the time. for an entire year. every single time i got off work. seriously, every single day
so everyone, please be careful around people. seriously