USA, I am coming!

It's been long time since the last paragraph I wrote in last year hahaha hi! I just wanna tell you (if you wanna hear tho) if right now, Wednesday, February 3rd 2015, 2.01 a.m. I'm in Garuda Miles Lounge, Soekarno Hatta Airport. I'm waiting for the flight this morning with my seven friends. We're as a group of Official Representative of Universitas Airlangga Delegation for Harvard National Model United Nations 2015. Wanna know? Check this. We have been preparing for this in more than a half year. Please pray for us to bring the hammer home. See you in three weeks guys! Bismillah!

2014: Get Along Into New Societies

Hi, good night, people!

Here I am again. On a new-year night, lay down on my bed, drink hot chocolate, eat chips, with books and papers messy around. Oh God, today is the end of the year, is it sounds great? Not really for me. Hahaha. I still have many things to do, problems to deal, exams to fight, and responsibilities to be done. But, stop. It won’t be the other trashy post where I yell around complaining of things. Won’t do it here again.

Like how I used to fill my post of year end, I will write down things I’ve done and lesson learned. Beware! It is only me talking around about my life goes on!

Back to early of this year, my January as a college student is much more relieved than as high school student. I had my very first end semester final exam and my very first decision to join in a student organization. Even the rest month after the exam is a holiday, I regularly went to campus on holiday since I apply and join recruitment process of the organization. But still, it does better than High-School-exam-series-and-nightmares. Lol. So subjective. Then I was chosen as external division staff in my major student organization, Himpunan Mahasiswa Akuntansi Universitas Airlangga 2014.

With my gang!

Deserve?

Everyone deserves a life
Everyone deserves a good feeling
Everyone deserves to be happy for people they loved
Everyone deserves to be happy because people who loved them
Everyone deserves someone in their life who will make them happy
Who will make their life meaningful
And I
Deserve it, too
But you, also the same

You can be happy because of someone else
Or you can be a reason for someone to be happy
But once you are happy, there will be the one out there who get hurts
It's like a game, one win, other lose
One happy, other hurt
Maybe you'll play the game, even when you know you're gonna loose
And sometimes you'll leave the game, even when you know you're gonna win
The bravery to face your fears, that's all matters

Sometimes you have to learn
Learn to not only want to be happy because someone treats you nice
But also learn how to be the reason for someone to smile
And now maybe you're happy, but he sad
But when I try to make him happy, you're mad
There are no meeting point between you, I, or him
But I know that's not the problem
The decision who has the responsibilities
My decision matters?
I don't think so
I won't choose, I don't have right to choose
Because you guys are not an option
Me neither

But still
Thank you for the smile and laugh
Or, tears
Thanks God for letting us know each other
For letting us across each other road
Thank you for the feeling of 'forever within numbered days'

But,
Sometimes you just got to accept that some people can only be in your heart, not in your life.

--
Adelia Budiarto

Seru-seruan Mudik Lebaran 2014

Sabtu, 26 Juli 2014,

Sehari setelah ulang tahunku, kami melakukan tradisi rutin masyarakat Indonesia menjelang hari lebaran: mudik. Keluargaku yang terpisah jauh sendiri mencari keberuntungan di Surabaya sudah memiliki kegiatan wajib mudik ke daerah asal papa dan mama, di Jawa Tengah. Setiap tahunnya, kita memiliki perjalanan wajib dengan tujuan Jogja (rumah Pakde, saudara, dan teman-teman papa), Purworejo (keluarga mama), Ambarawa-Magelang-Parakan-dan sekitarnya (keluarga papa). Sebenarnya ada rumah-rumah saudara lain yang siap dikunjungi di Semarang dan Solo, tapi tidak setiap tahun kami kesana. Dan tahun ini, kami melaksanakan rute wajib ditambah menginap di Solo, di rumah keluarga mas Singgih, besan baru gitu ceritanya haha.

Papa yang selalu menjadi tumpuan yang menyetir mobil biasanya lebih memilih berangkat dini hari setelah sahur, biasanya kami pulang kampung dua atau tiga hari sebelum lebaran, kami memilih mobil karena kami berlima dengan segala barang membutuhkan tempat yang mencukupi ditambah lagi tempat-tempat yang harus kami datangi cukup banyak, jadi mobil menjadi lebih praktis karena bisa jadi lemari berjalan ke setiap kota. Haha. Kali ini, karena mbak-mbak di rumah baru pulang Jumat malam, dan menyiapkan rumah yang akan ditinggalkan, kami baru memulai perjalanan pada Sabtu pagi, sekitar pukul tujuh. One thing missed, kami Cuma berempat, karena mbak Ocha, yang sudah menikah dan sudah bekerja di Total, Balikpapan (I haven’t post about her super-fast wedding anyway haha next time will be) belum punya izin cuti, jadi dia Cuma punya jatah libur tiga hari sesuai tanggal merah, dan karena susah dapet tiket, akhirnya dia pulang dapet tiket ke semarang, dan bakal dijemput ke Solo,  jadi kami berempat bakal ketemu dia di Solo sehari sebelum lebaran.

My Favorite Part

My favorite part is the dew, while yours is the sunrise

Days left fot us, only a few; it's not forever, but still nice

My favorite part is the leaf, while yours is the flower

I never want to leave, but it's also hard to get us together

My favorite part is the lyric, while yours is the music

The distance makes me sick, but there's no option I can pick

My favorite part is the sea, while yours is the mountain

I'll never set you free, I'm afraid you won't come back again

My favorite part is the blue sky, while yours is the white cloud

When you say goodbye, my heart's screaming out loud

My favorite part is the moon, while yours is the dark sky

Please come back soon, before I say goodbye

My favorite part is the dust, while yours is the solid ground

I gave you all my trust, but you just left me a wound.

--

Words from Bernard Batubara in Cinta. (baca: cinta dengan titik).
Picture from tumblr.