Jumat, 21 Juni 2013

(Near) The End

Sudah dekat nih.
Akhir perjalanan kami.

Teman baru, rumah baru, keluarga baru, bahkan mungkin pacar baru.
Pengalaman baru.
Kami yang baru.

Segala rasa yang dialami.
Sedih, galau, senang, bangga.
Kangen rumah, kangen keluarga.
Bersatu berpadu dalam simfoni kehidupan.

Siapkah kami?
Melihat dunia dengan sudut pandang yang berbeda?
Mampukah kami?
Hidup dengan balutan jiwa yang dilahirkan kembali?

Kami mungkin berbeda.
Kami mungkin tak sama.
Tapi berbeda, itulah garis bawahnya.
Kami berubah, tapi kami harap kami berubah untuk kebaikan.

Sekarang rumah kami ada di dua tempat.
Disini dan disana.
Sekarang cinta kami tidak hanya di satu tempat.
Tapi di seluruh dunia.


Kini tinggal hitungan hari, hitungan jam, hitungan detik.
Pemandangan akan berbeda, atmosfer akan berubah.
Kembali seperti dahulu.
Kami pulang.

Kami pulang. 
Selasa, 23 April 2013

DeCordova Museum!

Few weeks ago my Art class visited DeCordova Art Museum in Lincoln, MA. That was my second time visit the art museum after Rhode Island museum (next post, folks!). As predicted, the museum was awesome. There were lots of sculpture and instalation art, which was veerry interesting, even though sometimes I wondered what the heck are they about. Like, there was a bed inside a glass room in the middle of the field. Have no idea what the heck was that mean or why they called it art. Do we call it art just because the one who made it is famous and easily call it "art"? If that bed produce lots of money, I will make 10.. 

Have no idea what the heck was this... Grape?


Heart thingy by Jim Dune 

Still the heart thingy, but close up. Yup, the surface was not smooth. There were lots of random things, like the hammer, hand (not the real one, I think...), and other stuff.


Don't remember what was this...


This was the dandelion-look-like-thingy



Those were the Debate platform. Two people, pretended they were from Democrat and Republic, read the speech from the platform. The weird thing is, if you stand in front of one of the platform, you won't hear the other people speaking from the opposite platform.


I called it The Wood Lady. It looked like the tree root, but somehow it resemblance a lady..


Horse with wings?


This one was awesome.. It looked like sheets of steels made the cylinder shapes and they were huuuge and looong..


Our Art class sat under the tree and sketched!



Mini-stone park. So cool and comfy


Ann Saunderson, my art teacher, and her husband. A really nice couple


A random ball.. 


A silver old car


The tube tingy. Similar with gamelan, if you hit the tube, it will produce different sounds. 


A weird glass room in the middle of the field.

Easter and April Fool


Tahun ini Easter sama April Fool jatuhnya di hari yang sama. Kan pas banget tuh buat nakut-nakutin anak-anak kecil pakai Easter Bunny atau naruh 'something' di dalam Easter Egg, muahahahaha *ketawa setan
Ya bukannya gue sempet iseng sih, yang ada malah gue diisengin.

Pas pagi, setelah latihan basketnya Kenzie, kita ada Easter Egg Hunt di dalam rumah. Hostfam beli banyaaak eggs mini gitu, terus disembunyiin di seluruh rumah. Nyembunyiinya pinter banget lagi, di tempat yang bener-bener tersembunyi. Nah itu asik banget pokoknya, terus gue sama Kenzie masing-masing dapet Easter Egg candy, Easter Bunny chocolate, Whooper, sama satu lagi lupa namanya. Surga bangetlah pokoknya. Abis itu dilanjutin nonton The Bible series di History channel marathon dari jam 12 sampai jam 9 malam. Ironis banget, kita nonton ini padahal hostfam nggak pernah ke gereja, tapi Grandma, yang religius, malah asik nonton basket di rumahnya (padahal biasanya kita yang asik nonton basket). Menarik banget sih nontonnya, soalnya gue bisa tau cerita versi Bible. Ada yang beda, ada yang sama. Terus visual effectnya ituloh, cantik banget.. (halah) 

Terus mumpung April Fool, gue iseng bilang ke Kenzie, "Be careful with your room" dengan pandangan mata menggoda iseng gitu. Niatnya sih pengen nakut-nakutin kalau gue ngapa-ngapain kamarnya dia, padahal sebenarnya kagak. Eh, dianya nganggap serius dan akhirnya gue kena karma. Dia ngambur-ngamburin kamar gue.. Terus akhirnya gue balas aja ngamburin kamar dia, dan akhirnya kita rebut-rebutan, hahaha... 

Pursuit of Happiness


Happiness is where you heart belong

"Grenade" Stop Motion Video


This is my stopmotion video project for Project Period. Two weeks full to make it, with blood and tears.. *sigh But I love the final video! :D To watch, clik here. Enjoy!

Ariel

Ariel was a good girl. She always greeted me and talked to me. She always smiled everyday. I never saw her angry and I saw her cry only once. She never swore or did bad things. She was always polite and kind to other people. She was the teacher’s favorite because she was smart and always did her homework. Well, I heard that her family was not really nice to her and sometimes I saw a sad look in her eyes, but she could cover it neatly. Ariel was a nice girl, but she was too nice and that made her boring. What is the joy in being boring? She never talked badly about her friends, she never acted like a bad girl, and her jokes were not funny. She was pretty quiet and I heard her talking only sometimes. 

I have to admit though that she was very sweet and nice. She seemed like an angel.

Ariel the nice girl died just a few minutes ago. She was stabbed by a knife in the school bathroom three times, twice in her stomach and once in her chest. Blood pooled on the floor, you could even smell it from a far distance. No one heard her voices because it was a class time and the bathroom located in the farthest part of the school where there are no classrooms around it. People rarely go there because they are dark and there are rumours that they are haunted; they choose to go to the new one instead.

Her pretty face looks white and pale. Her eyes are still open, they look sad and scared. You can see the painful expression on her face. There is a track of tears on her cheek. Poor girl, she died in pain without sees people that she loved for the last time. Is that the expression of all the people when they see the angel of the death? But with her eyes open like that, it feels like she is staring at me with a mocking expression. I get goosebumps and then slowly I close her eyers. My fingers touch her face, cold. There you go, with her eyes close, she looks completely dead. I grin and start laughing. 

Ariel the nice girl will never smile anymore.

                I had a good luck today. Ariel had discovered me while I was injecting drugs into my body. I started crying and begged her not to tell anybody. But do you know what she did next? She smiled and then hugged me, said everything will be okay and she would help me escape from that devilish thing. See, isn’t that a complete lie? Who would do that? No one would say that to other people when they disover them doing bad things. Even my family looks at me with a disgusted look on their face even though they have no clue about what I did. Ariel hardly knew my life, how she could react like that? I was sick of her, sick of her fake kindness. 

That was the time when I finally decided I was the one who will make her go forever. You all agree with me, right? Who can live with someone like that? It is not just me who said she was boring because she was too nice, so no one will really miss her. My hatred and anger reached its limit. So I pushed her to the wall and covered her mouth, then I reached for my pocket knife that I always bring everywhere. Do you know what I felt after I stabbed it into her body? Watched her eyes expanded with horror and pain? It was the best feeling in my life.  The sweet feeling of revenge spread all over my body and the devil in me screamed for more, so I stabbed again twice and let her slide to the floor. Aah, when I saw the blood sprut out and watched her face full of excruciating pain, I wanted to laugh.  I won! I beat her and now I won’t have to see her annoying face anymore! I kneeled beside her to celebrate my victory. 

“You lose,” I said. “You always nice and kind, and that is really annoying. It is not my fault that you ended up like this. If only you stopped giving people a fake smile, if only you stopped being a nice girl, I would not care about you.” I stopped, then I rubbed her face softly, watched her closed her eyes and breathed slowly. Tears fell down in her cheek. ‘You are too naive, darling. Do you think everyone is a good person? There is no angel in this world, missie. No one can be an angel long enough before the devil masters their heart, not even you. I am the evil, and I will get rid of all annoying stupid little angels that disturb me.” I laughed, but then I stopped after I felt her hand touch mine. I looked at her angrily. What the heck is she doing? Then suddenly she opened her eyes and looked right into my eyes.

 “You are an angel. But you just get lost, my dear Lucy. I forgive you.” She smiled, then she stopped breathing. She was gone. Forever. 

I stared at her in disbelief. Did she really just said that? That was the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard in my life. Who the heck is she? What is she? She is definitely not human. When I saw her eyes, it feels like she staring at me with a mocking expression. I got goosebumps and then slowly I closed her eyers. With the eyes closed, she looked completely dead. I grinned and started laughing. 

Then I feel my tears roll down my cheek. I rub it; I cannot believe why I am crying right now. I cannot stop crying. What is happenIng to me? What’s wrong with me? Where’s that sweet feeling go? I keep sobbing and sobbing. Did the devil leave me after what I did for the devil? Then I stop crying. I know why I cry. I am the fallen angel. I am the Lucifer. What I did today turned me completely into a devil. This is the sadness of my soul, the dying scream of my heart. I am dying. I am a sinner, and there is no turning back. I look at the dead body of Ariel Angelo, and then I whisper in her ear.

 ‘I am sorry.’ 

I pick up my knife, feel that cold metal in my wrist. I close my eyes and cry, but at the same time I smile.

Slice.


"This creepy story made for my English Creative Writing piece--overall this is my favorite, despite the blood and the killing part. Pam was right, I read too much suspense story.." 



Books Freak : Sabriel, Lirael, and Abhorsen



It's vacatiooon! Despite the vacation itself, I decided to read the books in my spare time. Yeah, who else spend their vacation to read books? Me, of couse. Pam, my US History teacher and my advisor, suggested those books for me from a long time, but I ignore her after a glimpse look of the yellow papers and the old look of the books. Yikes, old books! But after Mary Ann, my High School Dean, recommended them too and kind of push me to read them, I decided nothing's wrong to try it. Now, I know Mary Ann and Pam, as the librarians, know the best. I addicted to the book. They are such awesome books. I finished Sabriel in one day while I slept over in Sarah's house (don't ask how) and finished Lirael an hour ago. Now I take a rest before I continue to read the last one, Abhorsen. Hah, I hate series, especially when I arrive to the ast one, but I can't help myself.. I also hate series that the main character different each books, but I just too attach to those books. Oh well, whatever.. You can read about it in here.

Does the walker choose the path or the path choose the walker?

(Assistant) Stage Manager



Yeah, babe, Assistant Stage Manager! How everything really happen for reason. At first, due to the schedule (bwahahaha) I decided not to join the musical but chose to be a light manager instead. Then, three days before the musical, on the Writer's Festival, I just knew that Hannes and Javin would be the Light Manager. Did not what happen, because I already told Craig and Anthony that I was interested to become the Light Manager. So I said to myself, oh well, whatever, and helped them built the set instead. Suddenly before the rehearsel started, Anthony called me and asked for my help to bring the properties to the stage during the play. Heck yeah, why not! Then I suddenly became an official Ass. Stage Manager. I was like, "I could wear the headphone, yeah!" Yup, at first, my purpose was to wear the headphone because people that wore them looked so cool (HAHAHAHA). I also realized that I more the "backstage person", like to be behind the scene rather that be the player, so I really wanted to feel how it feels like to be backstage people. And it felt so much fun, even though I felt kinda weak because I could not really yell to the actors. But, well, new experiences everyday!

Still, the headphone, woah.. I really finally had a chance to wear it..




Senin, 14 Januari 2013

Menunggu

Saya sedang menunggu anda lho. 

Entah apakah anda sadar atau tidak. 
Saya menunggu anda bertanya, berkata. 
Tapi bukan sekedar basa-basi, melainkan dengan sepenuh hati. 
Peduli.
Ya, saya menunggu anda peduli. 
Saya menunggu anda memedulikan saya. 
Saya menunggu anda sadar sepenuhnya saya disini. 
Saya menunggu anda melihat saya, 
menyadari bahwa saya bukanlah bayangan maya, 
melainkan sepenuhnya benda padat. 
Saya menunggu anda mendengar suara saya, 
mendengar jeritan saya. 
Saya menunggu anda melihat betapa palsu senyum saya, 
betapa perih tatapan saya. 

Saya masih menunggu, 
dan tetap akan menunggu. 

Entah untuk berapa lama, 
semoga saja tidak selamanya. 


Saya menunggu.
Kamis, 06 Desember 2012

Good and Weird Stuff Here

Nongol lagi nih, hehe.. Daripada nggak ada kerjaan pag-pagi, mending nulis aja. Nggak afdol ya rasanya buat exchange student kalo nggak nulis hal-hal unik dan random dari negaranya masing-masing. Jadi, ya, udah tau dong tema tulisan kali ini apaan?

The Good Stuff:

1. Porsi makanannya gede banget, itu bisa kali buat dua kali makan. Surga banget pokoknya. Tapi ini termasuk hal negatif juga sih, buktinya ini celana jeans sudah teriak-teriak minta dibebasin *hikshiks

2. "Please" dan "Thank You" itu wajib hukumnya disini. Kata siapa orang Amerika nggak sopan? Pengertian sopan disini dan disana kan beda. Kalau misalnya mau minta tolong, wajib hukumnya nanya pakai kalimat lengkap dan pakai "please" (ini sih aturan di hostfamily aku, gatau kalau yang lain ada yang beda)

3. Sekolah disini enak.Pelajarannya nggak susah-susah amat, sedikit, dan tiap hari sama jadwalnya. Yang terakhir itu kadang bikin bosen juga sih, tapi karena belajarnya intensif dan terus menerus, gampang masuk ke otaknya. Lagian nggak lama kok, satu pelajaran cuma 45 menit. Siswa juga dituntut buat aktif ngomong di kelas, dan bukan tipe "lihat catat dan hapalkan" kayak di Indonesia. Terus kita boleh milih pelajaran. Bagian yang itu asik banget, soalnya kita bisa milih sesuai bakat dan minat kita. Kalau dipikir-pikir, buat apa belajar Fisika kalau kita benci pelajaran itu dan nggak ada minat buat kerja yang berhubungan sama Fisika? *alasan

4. Anerika itu menjaga banget tempat wisata sama tempat bersejarah mereka. Mereka rawat banget dan lokasinya bersih banget. Terus tourism mereka juga jago, ahli mengundang turis.

5. Amerika itu bersih. Nggak ada yang namanya sampah di jalanan, kecuali daun. Kesadaran membuang sampah mereka udah tinggi. Mereka juga udah terlatih untuk recycle.

6. Amerika itu nggak memandang orang melalui pekerjaan. Mereka nggak peduli apakah mereka itu bus driver atau school carpenter.

The Weird Stuff

1. Siswa boleh makan dan boleh ongkang-ongkang kaki di dalam kelas. Ini nggak negatif, soalnya kan kalau masalah budaya nggak ada yang bisa dibilang negatif. Yang pertama itu asik malah sebenarnya, bisa ngemil dalam kelas haha. Tapi nggak semua kelas kita bisa gitu, ada beberapa guru yang nggak mau kita makan di kelas.

2. Disini makan pakai sendok itu aneh, kecuali kalau makan sup. Biasanya orang sini kalau makan nasi atau apa-apa pakai garpu.

3. Orang Amerika cinta banget sama yang namanya keju. Hampir semua makanan disini mengandung keju. Hostsister aku, Kenzie, malah makan mi Ramyun Korea yang super pedas itu pakai keju.. Rasanya sih lumayan, tapi ya aneh aja...

4. Kadang jengkel juga tinggal di New Hampshire, mau kemana-kemana jauh banget. Kota-kota disini terpisahnya lumayan jauh, dan nggak ada kendaraan umum. Kadang terganggu juga sih, soalnya gabisa bebas main kemana-mana. Tapi ya, sudahlah..

5. Di New Hampshire, kalau ada orang asing mereka biasa aja. Kan kalau di Indonesia, kalau ada orang asing, pasti diliatin, disuitin, dan dimintain foto. Disini, boro-boro, diajak ngobrol aja kadang-kadang kalau nggak kitanya sendiri yang gerak. Katanya Craig, guru drama aku, orang NH dan East Coast itu memang cenderung dingin, beda sama Southern part. Atau mungkin karena Amerika itu melting pot, campuran dari berbagai bangsa, jadi kalau ada yang beda dikit mereka udah nggak asing lagi.

6. Peluk-peluk antara temen cowok dan cewek disini itu biasa banget dan nggak selamanya menandakan hubungan spesial *ceileh.

7. Orang Amerika itu nggak suka nyetrika karena mereka pikir itu nggak perlu. Bajunya dibiarin kusut semua. Nggak juga sih, soalnya mesin cucinya canggih, jadi kalau kusut kadang nggak keliatan banget. Aku kadang masih suka nyetrika, tapi setrika-nya hostfam nggak asoy, nggak bisa sampai licin-cin-cin banget. JAdi ya udah, jarang deh nyetrika, haha..
Jumat, 02 November 2012

My New Room

Yeeey, ada tipi di kamar! Tapi jarang juga sih digunain.. =="




Biarpun lagi di negeri orang, tetep merah putih di dada *ceileh

I know, unyuu banget kan? Ini board yang mereka bawa pas jemput aku di bandara =')

Bangga banget loh, akhirnya ini meja bisa rapi, hahaha



Ini boneka domba sebenarnya unyuu banget dan berarome terapi. Tapi gara-gara suatu hari Roscoe  dengan bangganya "menggiring" ini domba ke bawah, nggak pernah kusentuh lagi.. =="

First Day!


First Day at Moulton's house! I could not take many pictures because my camera was broken.So I had to borrow my hostfam's cameraBut I broke it accidentaly
So now I have to buy them a new oneDang.

Farewell Night


Selamat jalan kekasih, kejarlah cita-cita..
Jangan kau ragu tuk melangkah, demi masa depan, dan segala kemungkinan.. 

Arrival Orientation


Kita ada Arrival Orientation di Hilton Hotel selama 3 hari. Aku sekamar sama Intan dan Mira dari Mesir. Begitu masuk kamar jam 2, kita ngobrol-ngrobrol bareng sama Maryam temennya Mira. Kita ngobrol tentang suasana Mesir setelah revolusi, gimana presidennya, dan lain-lain. Terus, kita tidur. Dan molor sampai jam 3 pagi. AHAHAHAHHAHA KEBO ABIS. Kita ngelewatin dinner sama welcoming session. Gimana dong ya, capek banget. Dan ternyata, keesokan harinya, anak-anak ngasih tau kalo semalam rombongan Indonesia sepi banget, paling cuma 15 orang yang hadir, ahahaha.



Besoknya, sesi dimulai. Aku sekelompok sama Pretti (India), Nazlican (Turki), Mohammed (Mesir), Intan, Maira (Africa), dan Bri sebagai GL. Lumayan canggung karena baru kenal dan sama-sama gagap bahasa Inggris, jadi nggak bisa gila-gilaan banget. Sesinya lumayan menyenangkan, kadang agak boring gara-gara canggung. Makanannya luar biasa, enak banget. Kadang ada yang aneh banget sih, tapi so far enak kok. Kecuali buat yang puasa, soalnya sahur mereka selama tiga hari itu Smokey Beef/Turkey/Fish, 2 telur tebus, 1 selada, 1 tomat, roti, yoghurt, orange juice, dan dalam keadaan dingin. Jadi kasihan banget sama teman-teman yang lagi puasa..





Di Washington sempet jalan-jalan ke Lincoln Memorial. Patung Lincoln di sana subhanalah gede banget.. Nggak lama-lama disini, paling cuma 15 menit doang.. Huhuhu.. Terus kita ke Kedubes Indonesia di Washington DC. Keren lah gedungnya, ala-ala Eropa gitu. Allhamdulillah sempet ketemu Pak Dino Patti Djalal. Habis itu kita ke Walmart buat belanja pakai uang 10 dollar pertama disini. Karena aku buta banget sama harga barang-barang, aku milih barang yang kecil-kecil aja. Awalnya pengen beli postcard, tapi karena nggak ada, ya sudah.. Akhirnya aku beli sabun, pasta gigi, sama satu lagi lupa. Aku habis sekitar 2 dollar. Malah ada yang sampai beli sepatu disini dan dia terpaksa pakai uangnya sendiri selain 10 dollar itu, soalnya mana ada harga sepatu 10 dollar disini, hahaha. Habis itu, karena katrok dan iseng, aku nyoba beli minuman di vending machine and it was work! Hahahaha! Fanta Orange boo, yang sudah jarang banget nemu di Indonesia..

Dan habis itu kita balik lagi ke Hilton Hotel. Tebak deh, habis itu aku ngapain? Yak, apalagi kalau bukan TIDUR. Dan akhirnya kebablasan lagi, kebangun jam 10. Padahal sudah niat bangun, tapi kita sekamar capek banget.

Second day, nothing special. Kita cuma mingkem di dalam ruangan dengerin speech dll. Oh, dan kameraku rusak kerendam air di dalam goodie bag-ku (smart, I know). Sorenya, aku kekunci di luar. Jadi ceritanya aku beli postcard, terus main ke kamarnya Dayu sama Wafa. Pas mau balik, kamarnya kekunci dan Intan didalam kayaknya molor, soalnya kuketok berkali-kali kagak bangun-bangun. Jadi ya akhirnya aku balik ke kamar mereka sambil nyeker, terus numpang tidur disana, hehe. Untung sudah packing, jadi nggak ribet-ribet amat.

Malamnya ada speech dari Imam Basar Arafat (yes, nggak ketiduran lagi!). Sebenarnya menarik banget speechnya, tapi waktunya yang nggak banget. Kenapa panitia setting waktunya malam habis dinner, dan besokya kita harus bangun pagi-pagi buat siap-siap pergi ke state masing-masing? Aku juga ketiduran di meja, dan kebangun gara-gara Carlos nanya soal mimpi basah (yeah, a good reason to listen, right?).

Besoknya, aku bangun jam tiga pagi, langsung siap-siap. Deg-degan banget, soalnya bakal ketemu hostfam beberapa jam lagi. Aku nggak sempet say goodbye ke teman-teman yang berangkat duluan, tapi sempet banget ngasih titipan postcard ke Kak Wendy (muahahaha). Habis say goodbye peluk-pelukan sama Intan, aku langsung naik ke bis dan went back to Dulles Airport! 

Sampai di airport kita dikasih visa, passport, sama dokumen-dokumen lain. Terus baris lumayan lama untuk masukin bagasi. Aku kaget banget, soalnya koperku overweight (padahal aku nggak beli macem-macem), jadi terpaksa bongkar-bongkar koper lagi dan baju adat harus kutenteng di goodie bag. Habis bagasi beres, ngantri buat masuk ke ruang tunggu. Ngantrinya panjang banget, terus pemeriksaannya lebih ketat. Semuanya ribet ngeluarin barang-barang elektronik, cairan, ikat pinggang, sama lepas sepatu. Alatnya canggih gitu, kayak X-Ray seluruh badan. Habis itu beres, aku sama Frilly langsung main cabut ke ruang tunggu masing-masing, soalnya udah mepet banget waktunya. Aku deg-degan juga sih, soalnya kita cuma berdua di bandara segede ini, dan nggak tau apakah yang lain pada panik nyariin kita atau nggak, dan aku aku lupa kalau aku juga punya temen sepesawat yang dengan seenaknya kutinggalin (maaf yah). Di tengah-tengah, aku sama Frilly pisah, soalnya ruangan kita beda. Makin deg-degan aja aku, dan makin panik soalnya takut ketinggalan pesawat. Akhirnya pas nemu terminal, aku langsung masuk aja dan ya, penumpang yang belum masuk tinggal aku sama anak YES yang satu lagi. 

Nunggu agak lama sambil celingak-celinguk (soalnya nggak bisa nonton TV di pesawat ini, huhuhu), akhirnya temenku datang. Sambil minta maaf gara-gara ninggalin dia, kita berdua duduk aja di kursi nggak tau mau ngapain. Dan akhirnya daku memilih tidur, hehe. 

Yap, nggak terasa pesawat udah sampai di Boston International Airport. Beberapa menit lagi aku bakal ketemu sama hostfamilyku, The Moulton. Dan ya, selangkah lagi aku akan mengarungi hari-hari di negeri Paman Sam. Hola, Americano! 


Kamis, 01 November 2012

Arrival!

Iye iye, tau, ini post udah basi banget kalo baru ditulis saat udah nyaris TIGA bulan aku disini. Tapi ya, mau gimana lagi dong, males banget, ahahaha. Jadi ya udah, mumpung hari ini lagi nggak ngapa-ngapain, aku nulis marathon aja.

-Lapangan Basket Wisma Handayani (06.00-mboh lupa)




Udah banyak gerombolan berbaju kuning di lapangan. Semalam anak-anak pada heboh packing segala macam, jadi mukanya pada capek. Aku? Jangan ditanya. Aku baru tidur jam 3-an setelah sahur. Bukan, bukan gara-gara packing, tapi niat awalnya sih nggak mau tidur di hari terakhir di sini. Mau menikmati malam terakhir di Indonesia, sahur terakhir disini. Eh, tapi ternyata ketiduran juga, ahaha. Dan kita nunggu lamaa banget di lapangan, udah pada mateng kayaknya di bawah sinar matahari. Ada yang asyik ngobrol, main hape, ada juga yang main truth or dare. Aku ikutan main di saat-saat terakhir, dan kena dare. Tau disuruh ngapain? Nggombalin Kak Inu. HAYAAAAAAH ANAK-ANAK SIALAN. Ohiya, bedewey, hari ini ulang tahunnya Kak Sri lho, jadi kita sempet nyanyi Happy Birthday. Happy Birthday Kak Sri! Makasih selama ini udah mau direpotin sama kita, dan membantu kami sampai sejauh ini. We love you! =*

And, then, it's time to go. Memandang Wisma Handayani untuk terakhir kalinya. Wisma yang sudah menjdi saksi cerita perjalan ribuan anak-anak AFS dan YES, termasuk cerita kami. Itu ceritaku, apa ceritamu?

Di bis, anak-anak pada diam, nggak terlalu ricuh. Nggak kayak semalam pas pulang dari Kedubes AS, anak-anak belakang bis pada ribut nyanyi lagu-lagu galau, sampai-sampai Faris nangis. Tapi kali ini, semua dalam keadaan sendu. Cuma kakak-kakaknya yang pada heboh karaokean, mulai dari lagu Chaiya-Chaiya sampai lagunya SNSD. Siapa lagi kalau bukan Kak Ipang calon anggota girlband.



-Soekarno-Hatta

Nyampai di Soekarno-Hatta, kita nggak langsung ketemu keluarga, tapi ngumpul dulu sama kelompok keberangkatan (kelompokku Aqila (Ketua), Athok, Haryo, Widya, Fari, Febri, Onka, Bella) dan ada pengarahan gitu dari kakak-kakak sebentar. Baru setelah kita nggeret koper jaaauh banget ke Terminal 10 buat ketemu selama 1-2 jam (lupa). Aku langsung ketemu Kak Rina sama Mama dan kita langsung ribet bongkar koper, soalnya koperku lebih dari 20 kilo. Dan akhirnya aku ketemu sama Teh Kotak! Kyaaaa akhirnya setelah ngidam parah selama seminggu, terima kasih Ya Allah! (/^o^)/ (Ya, akhirnya puasa kubatalin, soalnya kita nggak boleh bawa minuman ke dalam, jadi ya batal deh)

Terus udah waktunya ngumpul lagi. Yaudah, banjir deh daku. Rasanya nggak kebayang gitu bakal pisah setahun sama keluarga. Suasana pun mendadak mellow. Terus, aku nangis lagi pas ngeliat kakak-kakaknya itu. Ya Allah, udah sayang banget sama mereka. Tapi sayang banget nggak sempet meluk 
semuanya satu-satu dan bilang terima kasih. =''(




Kita nunggu lumayan lama di waiting room, hampir dua atau tiga jam. Tepar di lantai persis kayak gerombolan TKI, haha.. Dan akhirnya, take off!! Agak aneh rasanya denger logat Malaysia di pesawat setelah selama ini selalu denger bahasa Indonesia. Tapi asiklah pesawatnya keren *maklum katrok



Jadi, alur perjalanan kita adalah :



  • KL-Malaysia 
  • ASIK BANGET SUMPAH GILA BANDARANYA KEREN! Naik tram (?) untuk pergi ke terminal selanjutnya, terus desainnya futuristik banget. WC-nya juga masih pake air (hahaha). Kerenlah pokoknya

  • London-England : Beda dari bayangan, soalnya kukira bandaranya bakal model-model Eropa kuno gitu. Duingin banget! Nggak sempet jalan-jalan sih, cuma ngerasain bisnya sama airportnya doang. Sempet nukar beberapa euro buat internetan (BAHAHA) tapi lumayanlah dapet uang Inggris, hehe. Sempet teriming-imingi buat beli beberapa souvenir nggak penting, but ended up with couple postcards. Lumayan lama nunggu disini. 
  • United Airlines : PESAWATNYA ASLI KEREN LAH POKOKNYA. Bokong lumayan kram gara-gara duduk 13 jam nggak ngapa-ngapain kecuali molor, makan, atau nonton. Berasa dewa banget lah pokoknya. Ngerasain salad yang super nggak banget (yang membuat daku berpikir kalo makanan vegetarian amatlah mengerikan--dan ternyata nggak juga). Makanannya masih belum menyesuaikan. Aslinya ya, enak-enak aja sih. Tapi maklum, perut masih Melayu mode on, hehe.
And finally, we were here, Dulles Airport, Washington DC! Yeah, welcome to , AMERICA!



 

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