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Si Kolom Cari Jodoh

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Ceritanya gw lagi ikut plesiran keluarga Au Pair gw ke Prancis. Tepatnya ke desa di Prancis yang jalan masuknya ga jauh beda sama jalan bus pas gw pulang kampung ke Sumatra dulu, belok-belok, bergajulan, kanan-kiri ilalang, dan jarang ada lampu. Dan begitu sampe rumahnya, beeeuuuh, bentuknya desa Prancis banget! Dindingnya dari bata merah yang udah pudar dan rumahnya berdiri gagah di tengah-tengah padang rumput. Ternyata dulunya rumah ini adalah kastil dan memang yang paling besar di daerah desa ini (lupa nama daerahnya. Hahaha). Di dalam wilayah si kastil, ada beberapa bangunan: guest house yang terdiri dari 2 kamar, dapur (lengkap sama semua bumbu, kulkas isinya nyaris penuh, mesin cuci piring, dan microwave gede dan kecil) 3 kamar mandi , ruang tamu; gudang super besar buat alat-alat peternakan; ruangan besar lainnya buat binatang ternak; dan rumah yang bentuknya kayak benteng yang katanya untuk ruang makan. Dan yang punya rumah ini orang tua angkat bapak au pair gw yang juga orang Belanda, tapi udah lama menetap disini.

Anyway, gw lagi nunggu timing yang tepat buat internetan di kastil, karena sekarang kita (gw dan keluarga au pair) tinggalnya di guest house dan ga ada akses internet disini.

Tadi pas lagi ngelakuin ritual cuci muka di kamar mandi, tiba-tiba gw keingetan sama kolom cari jodoh di Kompas yang dulu selalu ada setiap hari Minggu, sekarang masih ada ga ya?
Dulu gw selalu ngebacain satu-satu kolom itu, karena banyak yang lucu, dan kemudian gw ngebayangin seandainya ada Mas-mas yang tertarik sama salah satu Mbak dan kemudian akhirnya mereka kopi darat tapi ternyata deskripsi si Mbak tentang dirinya terlalu tinggi dan ngebuat si Mas ilfil. Apa jadinya coba?

Tapi namanya juga pencitraan ya. Pencitraan jaman sekarang banyak banget medianya, mulai yang dari paling simple (dan sekalian nyari jodoh) Kolom Cari Jodoh, SMS, blog (gw kadang pencitraan juga loh di blog ini ahahaha!), FB, Twitter (gw ga bisa pencitraan disini, sulit, isinya jeritan hati semua. Halah!), dan media-media lainnya.
Dan pastinya banyak pencitraan tersebut yang sedikit berlebihan dari yang asli, jadinya pas kita akhirnya ketemu seseorang yang awalnya kita adore karna, misalkan di Fbnya selalu posting tentang artikel-artikel ilmiah dan statusnya tentang ayat suci Al Qur’an, tapi ternyata kelakuan aslinya super jauhhh dari si pencitraan, jadi ngebuat jomplang dan ilfil. Hahaha. Tapi alhamdulillah selama ini gw emang selalu ngebatasin diri buat ga terlalu percaya sama pencitraan orang di sosmed sih.

Nah, apakah yang terjadi kalau misalkan gw iseng nulis kolom jodoh? Apakah yang akan gw tulis biar pencitraan gw tetep oke tapi ga jomplang sama aslinya?

Mungkin kira-kira kayak gini:

“Wanita, 24 thn, 158 cm, berat yang pasti masih ideal walaupun sedikit berlebih di pipi,kulit sekarang lagi tanning karena kebanyakan ngejar bocah 5 tahun di taman tapi aslinya ga kuning langsat juga tapi intinya warnanya terang, di bagian tangan ada beberapa bekas cakaran bayi dan balita. Menurut testimoni banyak orang, sebelum mereka benar-benar kenal saya, saya terlihat sebagai wanita yang keibuan, kalem, dan sangat anak baik-baik. Lulusan S1 di Indonesia dan akan lulus Master di Italia. Hobi: jalan-jalan gratisan atau dengan budget cekak, baca buku-buku menarik (bukan buku pelajaran pastinya), dan denger musik sesuai kondisi hati.
Mendambakan pria yang bisa menjadi imam dunia akhirat (subhanallah sekali), siap ngebiayain jalan-jalan keliling dunia (dan ditemenin juga) dan rutinitas massage dan spa setiap weekend. Harus lebih cerdas dari saya karena saya banyak nanya (cerdas bukan berarti IPKnya harus 4,00), pernah sekolah diluar negri lebih diutamakan. Sportif, berpikiran terbuka, ga lenjeh, harus lebih tegas dari saya, suka anak kecil, dan jago masak lebih diutamakan. Bagi yang tertarik dan memenuhi syarat silahkan datang ke pedesaan di Prancis, atau ke Blaricum (Belanda), atau ke Rende (Italia). Terima kasih. Assalammualaikum.”

Nivelles – Brussels – Paris – Brussels – Nivelles

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January 2012.
“Oh gosh! I’m fed up with books and assignments! I want my holidaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!”
“Let’s find cheap tickets then..”
“Okay, what’s your passport number, your birthday date, and your name in visa? So once we find cheap ticket, we can buy it at that time.”

Nah, it was January, our full of exams month. So exhausted like always. And we planned our first trip at that time hoping the cheapest airlines in Europe generously give us its good prices.

February 2012.
“R*an Air offers cheap ticket to Brussels, 7 euro! How??”
“Take it!!!!”
Then we rushed to our friend’s house. She didn’t go with us but she has credit card, something that we don’t have until now. Hahaha..
“It (R*an air website) asked us whether we want to have an insurance or no.”
“Just click no.”
“And it asked us again ‘are you sure you won’t take the insurance??’ hahaha!”
“Just say YES  we sure! we’ll pray harder from now..”

Just like that, we finally had tickets to go to Brussels for 5 days and we also had a plan to go to Paris from Brussels by bus, so we searched for cheap tickets (again!) and luckily we found bus ticket discount! Woohooo! Seemed like the world told us to go around it!

March 2012
We still had exams from January until March and we had our holiday right after that! But we still should found some places to stay. We tried to find cheap hostels, but Paris and Brussels are so expensive. We couldn’t find hostel below 19 euro/nights even the room is for 8 persons. So we tried Couch Surfing. We sent 20 applications and waited everyday for the reply. Most of them said NO (hahaha), some of them replied: I think you didn’t read my profile! You didn’t follow my rules to send an message. (Yeah! Why should make something complicated if you want to help other people?).
2 weeks before our trip, I got a message from CS member, and she said that she wanted to help us, willingly to pick us up from the airport, and she knew that we would use R*an Air (so the airport wouldn’t be at Brussels but Nivelles). And I wondered was it really clear from my picture that I’m a kind of the limited budget traveler?
So it just left Paris, we still didn’t get anything. I tried to ask a help from my friend, Gema, who stays in Paris, but his apartment is really restricted and small. One room is just fit for 2 people max and we should pay 10 euro / night. Oh. No.
4 days before our trip, “we finally found someone who wants to help us in Paris!!!” Her apartment located 20 minutes from Eiffel by train. And even her room is small and she just have bunked bed (the under bed can be folded and made as a large sofa), she’s nicely offered us her place.

So here it comes, the D day!
By the way, who were we? Emon, Me, and Unyil. And also Udi and Henny (but we separated once we arrived in Nivelles, and met again in airport when we came back to Italy).


Our plane was in the afternoon, but because we live quite far from the nearest airport (Lamezia Terme) we left the university at 10 am (we live in university). My ‘grandma’, Eka, accompanied me until Centro, and she checked my bag. “Where’s your passport? Permesso di sorgiono? Plane and bus tickets? WHAT IS IT???” She founded white flour in the plastic glass in my bag. “Oh, it’s flour to make Bakwan.. We promised our friends in Nivelles and Paris to make something Indonesian,” I replied.
“But really, you’ll bring it?? You’ll be arrested at immigration because this thing looks like heroin. So, I’ll throw it away. You buy flour there.”
Okay it was my first trip lesson: don’t ever bring anything looks like narcotics. Seriously.

Because of her I landed in Nivelles and met Ilham and her sister. They’re Maroccan and have really good house. Ilham and her siblings are very friendly and nice, and not to mention their parents who are really generous. Her mom can’t speak English but she sat next to us in the living room tried to communicate with us.
Ilham and her sister asked us to go around Brussels at night because they knew tomorrow we would go to Paris. Suddenly her mom said something to me. I didn’t get it and just stared at her. She replied with gesture, “Ah, pray? Okay, I’m going to pray now. Hehe..”
In the next morning we rushed prepare for our next trip to Paris. Yes I know it was a really short trip in Nivelles and Brussels, but we had to follow the cheap tickets, and we still had another 1 day to wander around Brussels at the 4th day of our trip. Ilham’s mom called us to have breakfast with Maroccan tea, baguette, many kinds of jams, and Ilham’s big sister who was really panic about our next trip to Paris. “Most of Frence can’t speak English. Can you speak France??” We shook our head, “how if you guys get lost??” She chewed her bread faster, “okay, so, you should bring this and show it to the Metro officer when you get there. Okay?” She wrote our French friend’s address on a piece of paper. Hahahaha.
So that how it went. We jumped to the bus from Brussels to Paris for 5 hours and we arrived at 6pm and felt soooo hungry.

By the way, our favorite food during our Brussels – Paris trip was: 1 euro burger from M*D. We ate it almost everyday. And after we arrived in Italy we felt so fed up with that food. Hahahaha..
And our favorite drink was: free water! From everywhere as long it’s free!

It was tuesday and Amelie (our French friend) already went to her office. We were ready to see Paris! We jumped to the train and felt so excited. When we looked up to the window, Eiffel! We could see Eiffel!


Then we wandered around Paris by walking. It was the cheapest way and also the most efficient way to see whole Paris. We went to Sorbonne (but we couldn’t enter the university because only students who have the id card can go inside), Notre-Dame, Musee de-Louvre (we thought the ticket would be very expensive, but actually it’s free for students until 25 yo who have European stay permit card, and sadly we didn’t know about that..), Versailles castle which has a very large and beautiful park, Seine river, Champs Elysees, Arc de Triomphe, and many other places until our thumbs got painful. Hahaha..
We stopped at M*D for lunch (again) and Emon asked me whether he can drink my water or not.
“Just drink it.”
He drank and his face got weirder, “Where did you get the water?”
“From toilet.”
“That’s why it tasted like toilet water! I felt dizzy now and I think my stomach is not okay.”
“Ah, don’t be so spoiled. I drink it almost everyday and I’m still healthy.”

At night we went to the bar, hung out with Amelie’s friends until midnight. Oh don’t worry, I just bought a glass of juice.

I also met up with my senior high-school friend, Gema. So here’s the funny story about us: he was my classmate in 12 grade. Then we went to the universities in Bandung, me in University of Padjadjaran and him in Institute Technique of Bandung. We just met once at that time, at our first year in Bandung. Then we never met for almost 5 years. 2 months before I went to Italy, he found me in Indonesian students group mail. He said to me he accepted on Erasmus program and would be in South Italy also. Then we met in Italy after that and after he moved to Paris, we also met there. What a small world.

On wednesday we prepared to go back to Brussels again, another 5 hours in bus. Huft! At first, our plan was: we will wander around Brussels then go to the airport at the night because we should catch the plane at 7 am on the next day to go back to Italy. But everything was change. After wander around Brussels and went to the chocolate stores just to taste them without buying (ok, it was me and Emon, Unyil bought some for her families in Indonesia :p), we went back to Ilham’s house and she asked us to go to her other sister’s house. We had dinner there with Maroccos noodles, sooo tasty! And we made them bakwan, and thanks God they loved it! Once we finished cooking and serving them at table, they gone. Then we cooked again, and gone again.. hahaha..

We slept at 1 am and Ilham’s sister got so busy prepared everything for us; pajamas, aromatherapy lotions, pillows, blankets. She was an angel.. Then we woke up at 4.50, ate breakfast (Maroccan Kebab!). With Ilham and her sister, we went to airport to meet Henny and Udi who spent a night there.

My second trip lesson: prepare Indonesian food for your new friends, they might love it!

The flight went smoothly, no turbulence at that time, and we arrived tiredly at 10 am.

It was a really nice trip. We found new friends and family in other countries :)

Selamat ulang tahun, Ma..

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Assalammualaikum Mamaku yang terbaik, tercantik, tertembem, terlucu, terkuat, terhebat, ter-rajin berdoa buat Nyanya, selamat ulang tahun ya. Tadi Nyanya udah berdoa ke Allah biar Mama selalu dilimpahkan rahmat, diberikan umur panjang, dan selalu disayang Allah.

Insya Allah akhir tahun depan kita ketemu ya Ma, nanti Nyanya masakin pasta ala Nyanya. Enak deh, sekarang Nyanya udah bisa masak. Dan nanti pas liburan kerja, kita jalan-jalan ya terserah Mama mau kemana.. Mama kan udah selama ini kerja keras buat Nyanya dan Ade setiap hari, ga ada libur, nanti saatnya Mama jadi Permaisuri kami. Apapun yang Mama minta, Nyanya kasih ya..

Maaf ya Ma, Nyanya selalu pergi jauh-jauh dari Mama, sejak kuliah di Unpad lalu di Itali sini, mana duitnya ga cukup buat pulang ke rumah jadinya baru bisa pulang abis lulus. hehe..

Nyanya masih inget pas Mama tau Nyanya diterima di Unpad, Mama seneng banget tapi pas malem-malem dan semua lampu rumah udah dimatiin, Mama berdiri sendirian di ruang keluarga ngeliat keluar jendela, pas Nyanya dateng ke Mama, Mama lagi nangis, “Mama seneng banget Nyanya diterima di Unpad, tapi nanti Mama sendiri, Mama ga ada temen di rumah.. ga ada yang bisa Mama curhatin lagi. Hati-hati ya Nak di Jatinangor.”

Dan di hari Nyanya berangkat ke Italia, selama di mobil kita duduk berdua di bangku belakang, dan maaf ya Ma Nyanya waktu itu ga meluk-meluk Mama selama di mobil cuman megang tangan Mama. Nyanya lagi  menguatkan diri untuk ga nangis soalnya. Nyanya tau, klo Nyanya nangis, Mama akan lebih khawatir.

I love you Ma, Terima kasih untuk semuanya. Untuk semua waktunya, pengorbanannya, keringatnya, kasih sayangnya, nasihatnya, doanya, ciumannya, pelukannya, semuanya.

Terima kasih Allah telah memberikan hambamu ini bidadari terbaik. Tolong jaga beliau ya Allah.

Anakmu yang selalu tembem,

Nyanya

 

Wish I…

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I just heard to Aqua’s song – turn back time, and I used to have some wishes after hearing that song: I wish I could come back to…, I wish I didn’t do…, Wish I didn’t choose…

But now I learn that wishing something you should be done in the past is useless. And actually without doing it probably you already got better things than you ever wished for. Or probably you just on the way to those best things, you just don’t realize about that because you’re stuck with: Wish I..

August 2006 was the second times I knew that I failed to be a doctor, I didn’t pass the entry test again. I was so down, and I wished. Wish I studied more, Wish I chose another university maybe I could pass, I wish I prayed harder, and many other wishes, but they didn’t make me feel better, just made me suffer even more. Then my friend texted me:

“Isyana, I’m so sorry to hear that, but you have to  know that sometimes God won’t give everything you want, but believe me God will give you everything you need. Maybe being a doctor is not what you need.”

And time passed by, and when I think about that again, she was totally right. If I were a doctor, I wouldn’t meet my very best friends, I wouldn’t work in the biscuit company and meet my other best friends, then I wouldn’t apply the scholarship to Italy and couldn’t travel around Europe and meet Indonesia-Rende family here.

Well, I don’t know either if I were a doctor I would have great experiences also or maybe I would go to jail because I gave a wrong medicine to my patient hahaha..

I do feel so grateful with ‘failed to be a doctor’. I’ll keep move on and chase whatever in front of me without feeling sad with something I never had.

Well, today I’ll have my last exam for this semester. Wish me luck 😉

 

A letter for you..

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Early warning: I wrote this post not because I will be a mother tomorrow, but because I fully aware that what will you do (as a parent) will affect your children’s attitude. I have a lot of friends who are so spoiled and they need others to fulfill their wants and needs, and after I know their stories, those not good attitudes appear because of their closest surroundings; friends and parents. So here’s a letter for my children who are not here yet.

Dear Kids,

Hi, I’m your mother. (Now it’s awkward because I write this ‘letter’ years before I make you).

I’m sure you’re prettier and and handsomer than me and your father.

So kids, what I want to tell you is everything I do as your mother is for your best.

I will try to provide you with the best education system, because I want you to be smart. But I will keep your ‘head down’.

Even though we have a car, you still have to go to school with public transportation. So you will know how to use public facilities and how to behave among other people. You will know how hot it is when it’s raining meanwhile the bus is full with people, but also you will find the ‘art’ of sleeping in the bus but in the same time you should be aware with bad people there.

Even though I can buy you the newest gadgets, I will just buy you a gadget you need. So you won’t forget how to interact with your family and friends, you will talk with your ‘real friends’, not with them via chat or sms. You will play the real games, such as hide and seek, benteng, tapak gunung, or galaksin – not with your playstation –  because it will make you healthier and teach you how to compete, cooperate, respect others, and how to be a leader.

I will provide everything you need, but you should do something to have the things you want. For example, if you want me to buy you the most trendy shoes that you fall in love with, you have to make good grades in class. I do this to teach you that in life you should make efforts in order to accomplish something. Life is competitive, kids, if you’re strong then you’ll be a winner. But you still have to act nicely to others, because life is not only about yourself but it’s about how to have good relationship with others.

We will do a lot of traveling. Yey! I will show you the beauty of Indonesia and its cultural differences. We will spend nights not in a luxury hotel, but in hostel or in local people house so you can learn more about people and culture. But don’t worry, sometimes we can spend holiday in hotel and you’ll be our ‘prince and princess’.

When you turn to 17, I will encourage and challenge you to do traveling alone, in and outside Indonesia. It’s better if you can join exchange program to other continent, so you can meet a lot of other people from all over the world. Be a traveler, kids. Explore the world, value your life and others, meet strangers, expand your comfort zone.

“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines, sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” – Mark Twain

So, that’s all I want to tell you for now. By the way, I learnt from the greatest teacher: my parents and life.

I love you.

-Your Mother-

Nb: I haven’t met your father yet. But I’m sure he’s the best man for us.

No Longer a 'Yes' Woman

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4 years ago maybe you would see me as a “Yes Woman”, because I rarely said no with everything even though that thing wasn’t good for me. My friends tend to bully me when I was in elementary school because I didn’t do anything when they asked me to do this and that. And one day when I was on my way back home, a boy passed me and touched one of my body parts, then like usual I didn’t say anything. It happened when I was in junior high school by the way, and I was still stupid.

But don’t worry, I’m not that person anymore. I can say ‘No’ against something I don’t like and have the courage to fight back. Life experiences and my best friend helped me to change.

Her name is Niken, my very best friend, but she’s different than other. My other best friends used to agree with everything I do. When I cry they will sad too, when I mad with something they will also hate that thing. But not with her. Sometimes when I cry, especially over a boy, she will laugh, and I will stop crying and asking, “why are you laughing? what are you laughing at? I’m crying now.” But then she replies my question logically, show me the fact why I shouldn’t cry, and make me laugh with those creepy tears.

Sometimes she could be very cruel and mean. She used to ask me to do anything she wanted, and I would did it. But not longer after we became best friends, I could say ‘No’ to her orders, and she felt guilty because she made me change to someone who’s not easily to say ‘Yes’ anymore. Hahahaha..

She always reminds me that world sometimes could be very cruel. I couldn’t be nice with everyone because not all people are nice. There always be black over white, not just white and grey. I shouldn’t be completely skeptic with anything good, but I should be more aware of bad things.

So, this is me now, my attitude is based on how you treat me. If you treat me good I’ll be a nice person to you. But if you treat me bad, then be careful of the result.

Buon fine settimana :)

Cita-cita (rada nggak) Penting

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Gw rasa semua orang pasti bisa ngebagi list cita-citanya kedalam 3 kelompok:
1. Cita-cita seumur hidup: semacem impian terdalam buat hidup lo. Kalau gw jadi dokter (dan gagal, saudara-saudara) dan keliling Eropa,
2. Cita-cita penting: buat gw bisa keliling dunia, kerja di perusahaan international yang keren dan memfasilitasi gw dengan tugas2 keluar negri, dan
3. Cita-cita rada gak penting, hal-hal yang pingin kayaknya harus banget gw lakuin tapi sebenernya kalau dipikir-pikir ya ga penting juga hahaha..

1) Punya pacar yang bukan kewarganegaraan Indonesia (done)
Lumayan lah ya pas pacaran sama dia seakan-akan punya international love, gaul abis gitu.. Padahal mah biasa aja, malah menurut gw setingkat lebih ribet daripada punya pacar dari Indonesia. Budaya kita beda, cara nunjukin perhatian beda, dan suka misscomm karena kebetulan gw dan dia berbicara pake bahasa kedua kita yaitu bahasa Inggris dan tingkat bahasa Inggris kita sama-sama ‘lagi belajar’. Dan paling rada males kalau dia tiba-tiba nelpon pas gw lagi tidur. Pas ditelepon pasti kebangun lah ya, dan dia ngoceh pake bahasa inggris, dan gw masih belom sadar baget, jadi biasanya gw nanggepin dengan “ah yes, ahahaha.. Okay.. Hahaha.. Bye,” yang ujungnya ngebuat dia rada ngomel-ngomel karena ngerasa gw kurang excited dia hubungin. Aduh Mas, baru bangun langsung diajak ngobrol pake bahasa Indonesia aja saya loadingnya lama, apalagi pake bahasa lain. *toyor*

2. Makan salju (done)
Waktu itu gw dan temen-temen ke gunung Sila buat main salju karena gemes udah bulan Januari Rende ga kunjung bersalju. Dan kita beruntung banget, karena begitu kita sampe, Sila turun salju, langsunglah gw menengadahkan muka dan makan salju. Rasanya yaaa mirip-mirip sama es abang-abang di jakarta.

3. Guling-gulingan di salju (done)
Norak banget ini keliatan baru sekali itu ketemu salju. Hahahaa. Gw dan temen-temen niat banget foto dengan posisi tiduran dan waktu itu Rende lagi lumayan deres saljunya (akhirnya!) dan kita foto-foto di pinggir jalan sambil tengkurep.

4. Masuk ke s*x store (will be done)
Cita-cita ini hanya untuk memenuhi rasa penasaran semata. Serius. Temen-temen gw selalu khawatir sama rasa penasaran gw yang tinggi, mereka takut gw bakal ‘nakal’ karna rasa penasaran itu. Hahaha. Jadilah waktu itu gw dan sahabat gw, Niken, lagi jalan-jalan pusat pertokoan di Singapore yang ternyata banyak toko kayak begituannya. Gw udah heboh ngelirik-lirik niken buat masuk. Di toko pertama kita cuma ngelewatin toko sambil melotot penasaran ke arah displaynya. Di toko kedua kita udah niat mau masuk tapi deg-degan, jadinya kita cuman jalan bolak-balik didepan toko itu dan akhirnya kabur pas mbak-mbak penjaga toko ngeliatin kita. Dan di toko ketiga kita udah ngumpulin keberanian, berdiri didepan toko, dan ngebuat skenario seandainya mbak-mbaknyaa nanya kita mau nyari apa disana, “kita bilang aja mau beli kado buat temen kita yang mau nikah, Ken.” “Kalo dia nanya maunya yang bentuknya dan fungsinya apa, gimana? Emang lo ngerti?” “Ya, nggaklah, ngeliat toko kayak beginian aja baru disini dan gw deg-degan.” Hadeuh. *tepok jidat*
Begitu kita mau masuk, masuklah kakek-kakek kedalam sana, dan kita langsung ilfil. Dan pas saat itu mbak-mbak tokonya keluar toko dan ngeliat kita dengan tatapan, “udah sana anak kecil pulang aja ke rumah, gosok gigi, cuci kaki, tidur!” Jadilah kita kabur dan sampe sekarang belom pernah masuk toko begituan.

5. Ke Red District (will be done)
Hahaha. Masih loh berhubungan sama yang ‘panas-panas’. Tapi serius, gw cuma penasaran sama mbak2 yang joged-joged di dalem kaca. Pingin liat aja gimana sih gaya marketing mereka. Halah. Kita liat aja ya dalam dua bulan kedepan gw akhirnya bisa menjejakkan kaki kesini atau ga.

6. Ngelus anjing (done)
Ini cita-cita yang rada nyeremin sih sebenernya karena pada dasarnya gw takut anjing sejak gw dan asisten rumah tangga gw dikejar anjing gila di daerah komplek rumah pas gw umur 2 tahun. Kita berdua lari, nggak deng sebenernya cuman asisten rumah tangga gw yang lari karena gw digendong sama dia, sambil jejeritan ngelilingin lapangan gara-gara si anjing. Hadeuh. Dan begitu gw sampe Rende, banyak bener anjing di komplek apartemen mahasiswanya. Gw dulu sampe sempet takut keluar rumah karena anjing-anjing itu, padahal mereka juga ga peduli sama gw hahaha. Tapi akhirnya disuatu hari yang cerah, gw ngeberaniin untuk ngelus anjing coklat kecil karena dia kasian kelaperan dan kita juga ga punya makanan. Yaudah gw kasih aja kasih sayang, hehe, walaupun dia tetep laper sih ujung-ujungnya.

7. Ke pusat banci di Thailand (will be done)
Gw penasaran bangeeeet sama mereka! Apalagi kalau diliat dari foto-foto di website, mereka lebih cantik aja dari wanita normal. Jreng! Merasa tersaingi. Jadi gw harus ngeliat mereka secara langsung suatu saat nanti.

8. Melahirkan di negara Skandinavia (will be done)
Penting banget ni cita-cita. Hahahaha.. Karena menurut penelitian temen gw, anak yang lahir di negara-negara tersebut akan dapet jaminan seumur hidupnya. Dan kalau misalkan seandainya jodoh gw adalah orang Indonesia yang ga ada darah-darah luar negrinya, gw masih pingin punya anak yang seenggaknya pipinya merah kayak apel, kan lucu yah.. Dan sepenglihatan gw sejauh ini, bayi-bayi Indonesia yang lahir di luar negri (negeri kulit putih terutama) akan kebule-bulean walaupun muka bapak-ibunya Indonesia totok.

Buona giornata! 😉

What's on your mind right now?

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Hey! Morniiiing!

It’s really bright and warm here in Rende. I just woke up and then these things came up on my mind:

1. I need to finish my paper about Peasant Women Development in Palm Oil Plantation, West Borneo. I can imagine the structure of the paper and what I should write on it, but I’m too lazy to start it. Maybe after posting this blog, I will start writing. Or maybe after I eat something, or maybe I should play The Sims first so it won’t distract me anymore, or maybe after watching a movie, or maybe I can do it at night, or maybe…

2. I wanna dance soooo badly! Me and my friends performed Nandak dance (traditional dance from Jakarta) 3 weeks ago in university. Finally I did traditional dance again after 10 years. hahaha.. I used to dance like that since I was 5 years old. And even I always wanted to cry every time my teacher asked me to practice every weekend, (and I hated him so much because I couldn’t watch cartoons) I still love to do that.

3. I wanna be a radio announcer again! I missed talking with microphone to the computer and invisible people for hours. I was a radio announcer in one radio indie in Jatinangor, West Java. When I was in training, me and my friends had announcing schedule until 2 am, and it was kinda creepy actually because the studio placed in a quite place and next to a really big-scary tree. And one day when me and my friend (just the 2 of us) were there to do our job, the electricity suddenly off and then we ran out as fastest as we could from the studio so we wouldn’t meet ‘something’ we didn’t want to meet. Hahahaha.. Anyhow, that radio announcing experiences means a lot to me, I found one of my happiest activity, my best friends, and good songs to steal :p

4. I wanna have Doraemon’s magic door! my best friends just tweeted me about their plans to go to Bandung and as usual they always try to make me envy because I can’t go with them. Hih!

Okay, I think it’s time for me to continue my paper (I guess. I hope so. I know I can. Haaaah). Buon fine settimanaaaaaa :)

Are you happy? Yes, I am!

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One day my friend asked me this question via skype: “Are you happy now? OR you just pretend to look happy?”

And I answered that question without thinking: “Yes, I’m happy of course! I will be cursed if I’m not be grateful with all of these things I already had.”

Yes, I have some problems that sometimes make me feel worried and sad, BUT I am happy.

So many things made me happy, from the biggest one until the smallest one. I have great parents and brother, even though my parents always ask me once a week whether I already had ‘someone’ or not. Jeez, Mom, Dad -_-

I have awesome best friends, even I’m more awesome than them (!!!). They always make me laugh, somehow they know me better than I do, and they make me feel relieve when I’m facing such a big problem.

I’m on my way to accomplish my biggest dream: travelling around Europe :)

And I can eat good and healthy food now, I can sleep and live in proper house, I’m healthy, I can go study, I can wear different clothes every day, I have my freedom, and I can breath! :)

Well, for me it’s hard being sad when I’m surrounded with happy things..

Backpacker!

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I love travelling, I always am. When I was working in the biscuit company, I used to go to other city in Indonesia and of course they paid my travel fee, meals, and hotels. Oh how I miss those lovely times. But, now I learn to be a good woman backpacker and I wanna share what should I (and you) do before traveling and other importance things. By the way, lets share the experiences! 😀

Before you’re going:

1) Check for the cheapest flight, bus, or train, and also the schedule.

2) It’s better to go at night to save your hostel-money

3) Find the place to stay, either contact your friends in that place you wanna visit, find a new friend via couchsurfing.com (I found new family and good friends because of it!), search for the cheapest hostel (but, you should check the rating from many websites and compare it. Because 1 website may lied for the hostel rating, don’t get fooled!), or prepare your sleeping bag to get ready have a night in the nearest station or airport. Yeah!

4) Find out what are the places you should visit, the food and drink you should taste, and whether is there any festival or not on your coming dates.

5) Print out the Metro map (if the country has it), or the simplest city map. By the way, some city provide free map, but some of them sell the map in not really cheap price. Hah! Or, if you couldn’t find all of those OR you couldn’t read a map like me (ha!) don’t worry, the essence of traveling is GET LOST and GET FOUND!

6) 2 days before you go, prepare all your documents, print all tickets, and don’t forget to copy your passport and visa, in case something bad happens.

Here comes packing times! I don’t really like it by the way. And when I used to go to other country or city 2 or 3 years ago, I always brought a lot of clothes but it turned out I didn’t use all of them.. Ck! So, here’s what I do now:

1) For 5 days traveling I just bring 2 shirts, 1 jeans or if you want to use this to sleep just bring a trousers, and 1 sleeping shirt. Ohya, don’t forget to check the weather, to make sure whether you should bring a jacket or not.

2) Bring something important that you would spend there (like hand body, soap, shampoo, tooth paste, bread, etc) and don’t come back again with them, just with their empty bottles.

3) To skimp your money, bring your lunch box and empty water bottle. When I went to Frankfurt, I brought pepper, salt, and broth from my house then I bought pasta and vegetables in Frankfurt. So I shouldn’t spend my money to buy lunch and dinner. For oil, since for cooking pasta just need a few oil, I asked it from my friend there 😀

Okay, so It’s the time for you to go travel. Don’t be a paranoia with strangers, because sometimes they will help you and maybe could be your best friend. But don’t forget to stay on the qui vive.

Buon Viaggio!