the anti-social me

alright. it's been a month i study here in Itenas and everything goes pretty well i can say. since the first week and i was pretty stressed out for having no friends, now i've had pretty many of them - not so many, tho.

but, there's just one thing i find it hard to let go: the anti-social me. not a real anti-social, may be individualist is a better word to describe. i don't know why i feel like an anti-social. i spend most of my days alone. i work alone in my table while others chat and joke around. i go home alone while others hang out somewhere. i stay in my own room by myself while others gather and laugh a lot in the other room.

may be i'm too much an individualist? but i'm not that individualist. i hang out much with my friends back then in high school. or is it me that can't adapt and go along well with my new friends? may be.

it is the 4th day and i think i had made a pretty good progress.

this afternoon after class we hanged out at workshop. most of the boys and 2 girls. just played around and had fun. (in fact, most of us couldn't go home as it was raining heavily and we were trapped at the workshop with a horribly hungry stomach.)

we moved to a cheap small restaurant when the rain stopped. there were 12 of us. i tried to jumped in so that i could know them better and making friends with the other people i hadn't know.

well, it didn't go pretty good. it's hard for me to join the conversation. and worse, they used sundanese frequently that i didn't understand them. but it went better as our conversation went farther, tho. i could join the conversation and we laughed together. pretty fun. it was like 1-1,5 hour until we moved to the workshop again to meet some of our seniors.


overall, everything went pretty good. i got pretty many friends at once. such a progress for me! yet, there's something i gotta pay to make friends, i think: my health. i just can't imagine hanging out with them all the time. there are 36 students in my class and 8 of them are women meaning 28 the rest are men. and, it is like around 20 of the men smoke. they smoke whenever they got time, during the break, or when we're hanging out afterclass. and for this first time, i couldn't stop coughing, i kept holding my breath and blowing the smokes. and when i got home, even until now, my throat feels terrible! i just can't imagine i will be with them for 4 years. how my lungs will be?

can i survive?

it's been the 5th day i moved to bandung.

all new environment. new society. new people. new rules. new culture. new blahblahblah...

i'm a bit stressed out right here. i know it's still in Indonesia and it's nothing like a remote city out of Java or even some other countries. the fact is that it is just a few hundred kilometer away from Jakarta and one of the largest city in Indonesia.

yet, still, i find it really different from my last environment, where it is like 99% of my friends are pretty the same with me. they have the same religion, the same way of making friends, hanging out, flirting, cultures, and so on. my campus is still in Indonesia and it feels like somewhere in another country. i feel like i'm an alien.

it has been hard for me in adapting myself into new societies. but this one's much harder than i thought. like, boys smoke, like 95 percent of them and i don't. those who smoke have chance to get to know each other better, but since i can't stand being among horrible smokes, i don't join in therefore it's hard for me to know them.


it's been the third day at campus and i just knew 6 people. can i survive in this 4 year college?

the last supper

These are what I did today..

went home at 12.30s,
woke up at 5.45,
went to church till 8,
had my breakfast,
slept at 9,
woke up at 11.30
had my hair cut,
ate my lunch,
slept at 1 pm,
opened my eyes at 3 pm,
checked my messanger for a sec,
slept again 3.30s,
woke up at 5.30s
went downstairs to have dinner,
now, online,
later, off to bed again.

sooo unproductive!

but.. I did really have a great time the night before! I had BBQ with my 'family' of Red Apple. Preparing it from 3 till 7. We joked around and laughed a lot while preparing and cooking stuffs. And we had more laughter when we BBQed the food! It was really fun!


We also gave a chocolate cake for our beloved teacher, Ms. Ling. We have considered her as our second mom. I've been with her since 10 years ago, the first time I moved here. Or even tata, cumi, and vinnie who have been taught since 12 years ago. Since we're so small, till we have graduated from high school.



Next, after finished having dinner at Ms.Ling house, we went karaokeing for 2 hours! We had a lot of fun that we lost our voice! :D



I could hardly stay awake today and lose my voice!

missing bandung

Damn.. I remember the first time my uncle told me to join the art course for a month, I agreed half-heartedly. I tried to delayed my departure to Bandung, and I hated the moment I was there.

But now.. I MISS Bandung! I miss the class, I miss my teachers, I miss my friends!

I really grateful that my uncle sent me there. Not just that I'm more skillful, but also, the most important, I got new family out there. My friends has become like my brothers, my teachers are just like my dad and mom. It was really sad the moment we said goodbye to them.

us, in hamster version, drawn by puput.
but unfortunately there's no kines yet there.

and there is always beautiful view out there.
beautiful sky, clouds, sunsets, stars, mountains, and the city of Bandung

me, putra, bima, and kines while hanging out

the moment we said goodbye, last photo

I just can't wait to see them again!