Extraordinary Fun

Guess what? It’s not so bad being in Bontang. I had internet and all things. Nothing’s more comfortable than HOME. But something startled me when I’m here. Parents are going to turn our garden into a building. He said it was purposed to be a travel agent, and my mom is opening small lessons for underage students who need help to read and count mathematically. Yeah, mom is resigning from her job as a teacher in YPK. I think YPK is throwing out dead weights. It’s being over capacity and they’re trying to reduce their burden.

There were some friends of my remaining in this city. We hung out together this dusk, grouping ocha and Risma. We went to a small indistinct shop. It didn’t look more like a shop. It could be just a house from the distance. They were selling cheap outfits and football jackets. And some shoes! I bought ¾ white trousers and a black shirt.

Getting bored by the small range of collections, we rode our motorcycles to Ramayana! We bought smile t-shirts. Ocha bought one while Risma and I bought two pieces. They’re cheap and so tempting. And we got into accessories corner. We tried on crazy stuffs, cute things which were really disgusting. We took some shots of them. Risma was the main model. Gosh she has talent to become supermodel!ps : I'm not fashion blogger!

Remaining Alive! Surabayaa!

I arrived at 9 pm. Aga and I took a cab and went to aga’s house. And aga drove me to the nearest mcD that I could get my brother-in-law to pick me up, to my sister’s house.

Her house is big for two of them, including their 2-month infant. I had my own room, and my own bathroom. It was fun anyway.

My main agenda at Surabaya was watching movies, Eclipse and The Last Airbender. Dea and I bought t-shirts with 'Twilight Eclipse' words printed on them. I got the red one while dea got the white one. I knew she would choose the white one so I chose the red one before she asked it.

Twilight eclipse was the best among all the tetralogy stories so far. It became a hit these days. but still, some people are so malevolent that they don't like it becoming an international hit. Some made gossips about it. I don't care, it was all good that I want an encore. I was totally hyperventilating. This movie is such an exhilarating movie!


And 'The Last Airbender' didn't show as scheduled. It was postponed until this August. Before releasing, it already got tons of critics. Even Yahoo! ratings rates this movie 8% out of 100%. And the most surprising comes from new york times. They reviewed the movie and in the end stated 'The best way to watch The Last Airbender is probably with your eyes closed'. How cruel is that? The movie isn't even released yet but this callous statement has been there worldwide since I don't know. maybe long enough that everyone already knows!!
uh this is exasperating!!!

I spent so many days in Surabaya. I often hung out with dea. We mostly go to royal plasa. That’s our favorite shopping centre. Because it has everything we really needed. Like stinger! They have NX dance, and karaoke too! We did karaoke a lot. We were not good singer but we really enjoy singing though we couldn’t reach some notes. And when we sang ‘Crush’ by David Archuleta, she used her high notes while I enjoy using lower. We didn’t balance each other.

There was wedding party being held by dea’s family. I was invited. It was a fun celebration. Dea said there was a ghost appearance in the corner of the building. Thank god I saw nothing suspicious. I hate ghost story.

By the way, congrats to the newlywed! My sister had her first anniversary last Monday. Congrats too!

I always go to dea’s house. And then we went somewhere fun. One day we were experimenting ‘what sushi tastes like’. Unexpectedly they suck. They triggered nausea and I really wanted to throw up everytime it stucks in my throat. We ordered 18 of them. Dea ate 13 while I ate 4 of them. So we let a shit went to waste! I swore they were all disgusting. They were uncooked! They’re fishy and so I hate them ever since.

Going and coming, I spent almost two weeks in Surabaya. Then my dad asked me to go home. So I bought the ticket, two days before the flight. And guess how much it cost me? A million! Huh, daddy said that it’s fine. I went home by July 7th. It was a hard separation between me and my sister. I didn’t cry when I was in Juanda, but I cried a lot when I arrived at Balikpapan and read all the messages being pending when I turned my cellphone offline.

I arrived at home safely. And now I’m wondering all stuffs could be done in this town.

Moving to Middle

Well hello Jogja. It was a very tiring 8-hour trip on a train. I got companion, and coincidentally, he was a freshmen of University of Indonesia, just like me. We talked and talked until we finally fell asleep.

I woke by the 6 in the morning and the train was about to stop at tugu station, and so I texted usi to pick me up. I was bringing my 12 kg luggage. It was really heavy to put it on my thighs while usi drove the motorcycle. So pathetic, she picked me up with motorcycle. I was desperately lack of money, so using a cab was not a good idea to my finance. It’s cool anyway. Being a backpacker with a luggage? Haha that’s cool either. So before the adventure began, I should drop my heavy luggage. She drove me to my hotel then I put my luggage down to the receptionist desk. He said that the room I ordered was still occupied, so I just put my luggage and asked the receptionist to keep it. Then I met Agung at the lobby of the hotel. He was with his family including sister and mother.

Then I came back to usi and arlin which had come when I talked with the receptionist. We went to ima’s dorm. She has a very good dorm. With two beds, a lavatory and a bathroom, a television and so on, she has her own heaven. Two beds but she owned the whole room. She doesn’t mind with how much she would be charged. I think so.

And we left her dorm to get some breakfast. I was terribly hungry. I didn’t get anything to eat while I was on the train, I didn’t even have money to purchase anything. 3000 was the amount all I got that time. How pathetic that I was holding hunger and thirst for a whole night. Actually I did bring some breadtalks, but I was afraid to be thirst when there was nothing to drink.
So I ordered lontong sayur. And for the god’s sakes it was relieving. Then dopeng came and ordered something I couldn’t remember. Or he didn’t? ps: who cares!

We fled to arlin’s house. We were waiting for aga’s arrival. Aga would be my roommate at the hotel. And by the 12, we went to train station and get him picked up.

We were all ready to go have fun. We went to keraton. What a boring destination, but as long as we were together, everything passed by with laughter.

The day was getting dusk and orange. We went to alun-alun. We rode tandem bicycle. There were nine of us. We were split into three groups. Aga led lita and piti. Bryan led me and ima. And arlin led ucha and usi. Usi loosed one of her sandals. What a silly… she’s cute anyway. But I think she was getting into puberty phase. It was all drawn in her face. Hehehe

Peace!!!

We went home and took some rest. Bryan came to my hotel, visiting me and aga. We went to find dinner at the nearest steak restaurant. We ate a lot of steak with economical price. A perfect fit to my condition!! And bryan slept over at our room. He snored! Oh my god he was snoring in my ear. But aga said I was snoring too. Shoot! I didn’t know I snore too…

I was awake by the sound of the shower. It was aga. He always took a bath in early morning. It’s so contrast to my habit. It was a Sunday morning. Ima texted me just in time, saying that there’s a weekly market every Sunday morning called ‘Sunday Morning’. Dopeng came when bryan left. Then dopeng, aga and I went to Sunday morning. It was a great market. They were selling a lot of things and mostly they’re so flirty. I was unconditionally lack of money. So buying things was not a good idea, at all.

And then we spent the rest of the day, going to theatre. We watched A*team. It was an outstanding action movie. If you are an adrenaline junkies, it’s a good movie to trigger your action fantasy. Very interesting!Night came, this time, dopeng decided to stay at our hotel too.
It comes to a dawn, we loafed all morning. We did nothing at all until 4 pm. It’s time to come home. I continued my journey going to Surabaya. I took a train definitely.

Whole New Life!

By the 12th of June, I came back to Java, actually Ucha and I. But my destination wasn’t the eastern java anymore. We were on board to Jakarta. We were about to register our name in university of Indonesia which is dated June 17th. There were about 4 days of waiting.

I didn’t do much to spend those 4 days. But Ucha’s family did a lot, and luckily I was with them. So I didn’t have to get died of boredom. I was like the black sheep of the family. LOL

That doesn’t matter. We had done so many errands right there, adventurous and luxurious. One experience I could never forget, we went to tanah abang by city bus and it was so cruel and shocking. But tanah abang was a great grocery center. I loved it. I wish I could come back there and buy some goods.

17th June. Ucha and I were preparing to go to Depok. It was so dawn when we were leaving the hotel. Considering all the experiences about registering at UI was the only reason why we departed so early. Some said it would be a very long and tiring day. And they were true about it. At the entrance door, there were hundreds, or maybe thousands people standing in long queue orderly according to each specific faculty. I was standing in the middle of the queue of psychology faculty. But I must have forgotten to tell you, June 17th was the second day of registration, it was the turn for the social faculties. The preceding day was meant for the science faculties.

Not long after that, I came into the hall. It was a big hall. But it was a scary hall I think, the tribune was so steep. Like I was standing in the edge of a cliff, I was so utterly afraid of losing my balance. I am potent enough to have a phobia of height. But apparently not in mall, it was all safety by the fence in every corner. I took a seat and filled all forms in my hands. Soon after that, I came out and again, another queue. It took my time the most, like one to two hours.

Once I got in, everything seemed to be working well, no more long queues, just continuous procedures which didn’t take me to a long sitting and waiting. I measured my yellow jacket and took a picture for my ID card. It looked bad.

And then out the hall again and fled to check my health, whether I am capable to follow all the lectures or not. It was really boring.

It was all done by 3 pm. We were leaving UI, and I decided to separate from ucha’s family. I was going to my sister-in-law’s sister’s house. And so I took all my luggage with me.
The next day, I took a train and moved to Jogja.

HEI WORLD!

HEY WORLD. It’s been awhile, right. I’d been here and there. LOL
Let’s see. Ouh I hadn’t been around since those blue days I guess. Since someone broke my heart so deeply. Guess what happened right after that? I survived!!!! LOL

And UAN is a total history.

So, still remember how worried I was about being admitted to a college?
I did ITB test for major Management. Well it was a magical fortune. I got in, but there was the start of my dilemma and confusion. Also my adventurous trip to get to the college I’d wanted.
Like collecting things, I put ITB in my pocket. I really wanted to take the ITB option, but unfortunately it’d be so damn expensive. I didn’t want to be a burden to my parents. So I put it in the latest order of choosing college. And so I heard about Unair first intake. My friends and I flew to Surabaya for it, of course. There were Aga, Enno, Usi, Arlin, Ucha, Bargas, Ocha, Risma and I staying at Aga’s residence. He has a great house in Surabaya, and it happened to be unoccupied. So we stayed there for about a week. We prepared for the test.

I got admitted to Unair for major pharmacy, and again, I put it in my pocket. Since I didn’t really like pharmacy, I really wished I could get into UI. That was my last hope.

By the 8th of May, which happened to be my birthday, the announcement of Simak UI Intake which I had months ago was published both online and newspaper. I went to cybercafé of course. And miracle happened again. I was admitted for major psychology.

I didn’t know whether it was exciting or not. I was aiming the management, and I didn’t expect my last choice – psychology. I was so concerned to be in faculty of economic. That made me disappointed. I was resentful. But then I remembered, I always wanted to be a psychologist since I was young. Then I decided to take UI instead of the others. And so I dispose those other options I’d been keeping in my pocket. Sorry for both universities, I didn’t mean to mess around with you. But I had to think about my parents and their financial, I didn’t want to make them eat poor meal everyday for paying my damn expensive tuition fee. So I decided to go to UI. It was cheap after all. I mean among the three options I remained. All I have to do is to be grateful right now. I hope psychology will do good to me.

So I remained staying at Surabaya. Coincidentally, Ucha was admitted too. Unair and UI. We had a same fate. But it was just may and we had nothing to do in Java. So we both went home and spent the rest of May in Bontang.

It was a good month.

Epic

Hmm. I was so emo, right. Well I have to admit, I cried. I cried so much that night. I cried shamelessly like a child craving for something he couldn't achieve. Or a child who just lost his teddy bear.
Now I'm ashamed to my dad. He asked why I was crying. I couldn't answer. And I can't answer here too. It's the most stupid thing, and regretly to say, I've done it.

So that's the reason why I skipped UAS first day. I wasn't ready for it. I couldn't study at the night before it, as I said, I had a heavy heart. I was tired too, I just had UI test at Samarinda.


The driver was crazy! It was like he was having heavy heart for something, so he drove madly, very extreme. Firstly, I didn't care much about it, but when the centrifugal kept messing up the whole bus, I became freaked out. Unfortunately I picked seat at the back, so I felt the whole sensation, I didn't miss a thing. I was reading Arlin's book until I gave up. But then I moved to the middle seat of the bus, so that I could read the book uninterruptedly. The book was actually entertaining, sad but enjoyable. It's titled,, hmm I forgot. I can only remember the word 'senja di wajahmu'. I think... But when the night fell, I stopped reading.
I also bought English novel, but it sucks. You must know about Oliver Twist. Well I wasn't interested in it. There are also some stories which is more interesting for me, like Alice In Wonderland, Frankenstain, those old legendary tales. But when Alice came to one third of Oliver Twist's thickness at the same price, economically, I chose Oliver Twist. But when I came back home, I unwrapped the wrapping plastic and I was surprised of how complicated the sentences are. How would you have not been so afraid when that giant bus drives exceeding 100 KPH!

So, that was Sunday. I started continuing my life at the following day, Monday. Skipping school, I spent the whole day watching TV, eating, and so on until I studied history. Bryan came to my house, he was like the only one who could smile me up when my smiles were currently turned upside down. It's like he gave me the miracle when I felt so lonely, down, and trapped in the depth of deranged feeling - when I tried to cheer up myself pathetically by singing SO WHAT over and over again. Alecia Beth Moore cheered me up with her distinct rockstyle.

One thing for sure, things are not getting better in time. I need time to heal the pain, maybe it'll take my whole life time.
I almost forgot to add, there's farewell party, prom night, on the sixteenth of April. All I need is a fairy godmother who'll transform me beautifully that only lasts until 12pm.

Ucha and Usi came to my house when I was about to begin blogging, asking me to have breakfast together. Well I said I didn't have money, I'm at the most crisis point of monetary. She persuaded me more, she said she's giving me loan. awkey, then I came along with them. Usi was so Qteeeeeeee! I couldn't bear, she was like five years old chubby baby girl. Sometimes, Ucha and I wished something ridiculous like the perfect USI look-a-like doll. A doll which has the same moisture, rubbery cheeks. I would buy one for myself. hahahaha


Then, I'm kinda fed up with crying, and broken heart stuff, all those things resulting me in pimples. I'm afraid my tear gland is going to have a long drought right after a long rainy season.
And this created new habit, I slapped myself when my reverie goes on, contemplating or even worst, regretting. But the kinetic for the slapping hurts me sometime. :(

I ate a lot when I felt depressed. I ate two portions of pangsit last night. I thought I couldn't make it up, but eventually I did.


Well, do you think it's kinda uneven for boys to cry?

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