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Welcome to the United State, First Snow, and One of my Big Dream Come True!

Yeah, I remembered well that I put the sign on my table and my wall at my room "Winter in USA 2011" I have never thought that it was true. It so fast for me, i wrote the sign about October 2010 when I have decided that I wanted to apply the IELSP (Indonesia English Language Study Program) Cohort 8. I couldnt imagine, because almost 2000 applicants from the whole Indonesia and 500 more students of the applicants from my University (University of Indonesia). Alhamdulillah, Subhanallah..Thanks bunch to ALLAH SWT who makes my dream real and come true..

I dont have the great tips for other people who want to apply the IELSP for next cohort. I just want to mention that your Parent's Pray moreover your Mom, is the most important. You cant live without her pray. Miss u mom..=)

So, everything you do just tell her. She will pray hard for you..
Back to the U.S..

Again, I couldnt imagine that now im here. Im in the United State. The state which really far far away from home. This my sixth country that i visited, but is outside Asian countries. And I got all covered by Scholarship. I didnt need to do fundraising like I did for my international conference usually.

Pretty Cold =)

Touching snow.. First snow..=)


Yeah, I love being here..
Thanks ALLAH SWT, Ibu and all my family, IIE, IIEF, ISU, friends and other people who always support me. Love u all! =)

Comments

  1. UnknownApril 11, 2011 at 4:38 PM

    hoy fik, i never figured that you has a blog. Hardly wait to read your new post

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  2. Fikriyah WinataApril 12, 2011 at 8:21 PM

    hey Mas Boss,hahaha..Follow me please :)
    This actually my new blog. I created when I came to the U.S..I closed my previous blog, it was full of "labil" stories..It was not good enough for me.hahaha..

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