last week of bachelor degree (?), last week of essaying, last week of winter, last week of layer clothing, last week of quality Thai food, last week in Sydney for Sydney Uni (?)
as seen above, from those six statements, only three are certain for me. I just have soo many thoughts that are preventing my blood to fill my brain at the moment. I believe there are so many uncertain things in life. and I hate uncertainties.
last week, just when I thought a school or so-called university life has become so lame, un-cool and boring at the same time when you are 21, I found just what I need to do in the next two or three years, doing a master degree.
sometimes things just came up out of no where and slap you in the face then ran away.
oh well, at this time the only thing that can alter my focus to this kresi world is my next trip to Jakarta. As it always does. I can smell an all year long summer there, when other people in northern or southern part of the world think that summer is a bewildering concept, and without winter it wouldn’t exist the same way glory would be indescribable to someone who have never experienced the opposite – tragedy and tribulation, bla bla bla.
Usually people in the developed world perceive summer as a destination, and keep him running on the treadmill of life in anticipation of reaching the pinnacle summer month. And the reasons for dreaming of it are many; parks and gardens are painted in vivid coloured plants, the gloomy mood of winter is washes away with warm ocean waves, days are longer and skirts worn by women are shorter and sexier.
The reasons for skipping the dream of Jakarta are also many; sweating (wtf right) but it is undeniably the prevalent agony of summer – in particular having to wash clothes after each use (thank God to my mbaks) – but I hate it when I have to ripple through the indescribable smell of smelly people in the crowded area, followed by the all day long traffic jams, with very bad messed ups! I mean mass transportation service, which made whoever argues that an automobile is an unnecessary commodity in Jakarta should rethink their viewpoint from now on, which then leads us to bad city weather, afterward high rate of social differences, where the rich get richer and the poor get left further behind. Oh its just how the earth behave these days, right? When a problem leads to other problems, and with people lose their brain, people lose their house, people lose their child, people lose their virginity (I know I have to stop now).
We should thank the massive population we have in Indonesia, when we can buy people at 'cheap' price. while problems in Jakarta lead to the luxury of the grandiose choice of having a ‘chauffeur’ or so called- sopir! driven car is a near faultless solution to the problem. Relieving yourself from the worries of monitoring the gas meter, stress of finding a parking spot or beating the next yellow lights, you can comfortably and relaxed sit in the for enjoyable reading of the excellent newspaper such as Kompas (haha) and Jakarta Globe. Having time to read the morning papers is a luxury that cannot be indulged by those driving themselves to work. Then issues as at least one 'mbak' at every house has transformed our house as 'Meriton service apartment'.
Apparently what I enjoy the most in Jakarta is that I’m able to spend my life and joy peaks with few or no threats in sights that can disturb (or maybe a few,thanks to parents) the elevated mood on as one enjoys the rollercoaster ride of sunshine, road trips, social gatherings and casual glasses of the infamous wine among Indonesian, a Muscat or Moscato. City workers on the other hand, might think otherwise (feel sorry to them =)).
Oh I cant wait!
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