Walking Time

Time is seriously something amazing, yet scary.

I only got two weeks holiday because of the enrolling of Semester Pendek and the experience of working. Work as the committee for the welcoming of new students in my faculty is an accident which ends up of me loving that work. I learn about many new cool things. I learn photography (though my photographs always come out bad haha. It is still cool, though). I also learn how to design things; from a poster to a shirt. I always love painting and drawing, and it is amazing to have new knowledge that my hand-drawing can be poured into something digital like that. A new knowledge that becomes very valuable because it is actually related to my dream of becoming a designer hehe. The next amazing thing is that I work with such great talented people. They are cool to work with, and fun to be friend with. Go Dekdok Ceriaaa!!

After the hard-breathed of being trained, the ‘ketua pelaksana’ officially said we have two weeks off! My study in SP also had been finished and my mom came to pick me up. Finally, it is a holiday!

When I came back home in Bogor, many old friends called to ask me to join bukber (kind of break the fasting? Breakfast? done together with your friends or colleagues). But because I only had 3 days in Bogor before I went mudik to Malang, I could only come to one bukber. It was bukber with my junior high school buddies. I chose to come to that one because it’s been years I didn’t see them. And really, when I met them, I could seriously feel that time is seriously scary. It’s been years but I did not feel like we have grown old. It is just number which changes, but I still saw them like I saw them in years ago. By years, people can change. Some are for the better, but some just don’t. And I much realized that it is our own decision whether we want to make it or not.

 

And finally I went mudik to Malang. I am happy though I am not into a too-big family gathering (note that ‘too-big’ word) actually because I always hate crowded place. I had to smile to people I even do not know who they are, what are those related to me, should I call them “om” “pakdhe” “mas” “mbak” or what, and do the ‘basa-basi’ talks. Another annoying thing is that they think that I cannot understand them speaking Javanese so they were talking bad about me in Javanese while I really understood, comprehended about the whole things that they were talking about. But if it is just me and my cousins, we are seriously harmony rioters. It is always be a good thing to gather with family. And I am glad that my dad has made a decision to move to Malang when my dad is already a pensioner. There will be more times with family. And living in such a lovable and beautiful city like Malang is like….. yeay I am glad daaad!

 
 

Because it is only two weeks holiday, I tried to spend every little minute without even willing to waste it. I went there, and there, and there, and yeay! The pictures of cool places will be uploaded soon! Hahaha.

Time seriously passes by so fast ya. And my promise to my parents is to graduate on its time and promise to myself is not to let myself drown in the procrastination.

Alhamdulillah J