It’s now midnight. I saw my roommates has just stopped
studying and fell onto her bed. I’m still awake. Have so much sleep this
afternoon and have some task to do are the reason I haven’t slept.
Instinctively, I take my pink mug, pour a sachet of coffee powder, take a coin
and go out off my room. I walked to the dispenser in front of musholla. I added
hot water into my mug and going back to the room. While waiting for the coffee to get cooler, I
go back to my previous position, facing task papers that I love. It’s not a
joke. I actually love it to doing these tasks. Why? Truthfully I cannot explain
the reason.
There are so many things happened here. In this Rain City,
in this green Campus, and in this nice dormitory. Generally, my lifestyle is
twice, three times or maybe more times nicer than when I was in my hometown. In
my home, I have younger sisters and brothers who need to be cared. I have
parents who need to be helped by me in their works. Ah, no. it’s actually me
who needs to care and help them. But here, I’m only burdened by my own things.
I only wash my own clothes, my own dishes, making neat my own bed, my own
closet. I don’t have to go far enough to school. My classes are all in one
building and it’s right in front of my dormitory. I just need to walk for about
two minutes from y room door to my class door. I met so much wonderful friends.
And I also got my hometown friends here as my “keluarga di rantau” that always can
be my family when I feel like I missed home. The seniors, they’re so freaking nice.
I think my other friends in the other campus don’t feel this way. I can almost
judge it like that. Namja? I don’t exactly have them but as always, I can put
on a set of attitude that can make me an independent girl who doesn’t really
need them. In other side, I have some namja caring me actually. One of them is
the one I gave my sympathy. Haha, am I too optimistic or, what? I don’t care.
In short words, it’s really fun being here right?
But what the hell that I cried calling my mom last night?
Embarrassing!
It has just two months and I already missing home? Asshhh
look around shawty! I am in the very nice place in a nice time. The feeling of
religious situation you can enjoy at anytime here. Wasn’t this enough?
Of course.
Well, anything going nice in the right path continuously is
impossible. There’s always be some pebbles on the road. And there’s always be
uncommon story in every place. Here it is. Maybe these things looked like bad
things. Shame that have to be covered somehow. But I think it is the color.
Different things that make our existence doesn’t same.
