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Staring at the ceiling in my room and wondering whether you like cheese or not

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Came home from Denmark and keep thinking why we as Indonesians don't hug as much as Danes do😔

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World has its own place for beautiful human, and way more spacious&better place for hard-working human.

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I used to disbelieve in my own power until you said that you had seen it within me and mumbled,

"I'm amazed."

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Things are most likely misjudged unless you come closer and take a better look at it

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Thing between us has gone differently

Thing between us has gone differently.

Probably, I’m mistaken.

Maybe, I’m just too overthinking.

Too bad, I’m pretty sure that it does happen.

It has been happening for, well, let’s say, long period of time.

I tried to talk to you,

to ask,

if you feel the same way,

but I just can’t.

Thing between us has gone differently,

Until saying, asking, or even just giving small jokes seems harder to be done

How if,

what if,

thing between us won’t be back as it used to be?

 How if,

what if,

we’ll never be as close as before?

How if,

what if,

this is what you had been dreaming for?

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for once, or more

For once,

I was doubtful. 

I was confused.

I was hesitant.

I was in dilemma.

“Am I doing the right thing?” and “What’ll happen if things go wrong?” are one of those night thoughts I had. 

For once, I was afraid.

Afraid of losing something unexpected.

Afraid of having the moment full of regretful.

Afraid of feeling guilty. 

For once, 

I was very doubtful,

and I still am.  

#LittleThoughtsIHave

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Exchange students?

Exchange students understand each other.

“I know that feeling”

“I have been in that kind of situation”

“I understand that”

“I feel the same”

Thus, I know that I’m not alone.

 Exchange students support each other.

“Don’t worry!”

“Everything will be fine”

“You’ll get through it”

“Good luck!”

“Be strong!”

Thus, I know that they have my back.

 Exchange students laugh at each other.

Not in an insulting way, but in a funny way.

“Your face haha!”

“Look at me hahaha”

“Your expression is the best”

“OMG you are so stupid”

Laugh out loud.

Thus, I know that having fun with them is the best thing ever.

 Exchange students learn each other.

“Hey how do you say this in your language?”

“In my country……”

“Hey, we have the same culture”

“Wow it is so different from my country”

“How is your religion?”

Thus, I realize that we are unity in diversity.

 Exchange students smile and hug each other.

“Hej!”

“How are you?”

“How was your day?”

Stretching arms while running,

ready to hug your exchange fellas.

Big hugs.

Wide smiles.

Sometimes kiss on the cheek.

Thus, I realize that we love each other.

 p.s: a big shout out to all exchange students in the whole wide world. Exchange students’ struggles are legit. Knowing that I have my exchange fellas makes everything more painless. You guys rock the world <3

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1996 hours

So, when I write this, I have only 1996 hours to go.

After 1996 hours, I will be on the plane back to Indonesia.  

Yes, I countdown in hours, not in months or days.

I don’t really know how to start this topic, but let’s just start with saying that I miss home.

I miss every single small things, like using uniform to school, going to school at 6.30 am, having my sister drives me to school, talking in my local language with my friends, talking without thinking which grammar or verbs should I use, studying together with my friends, hearing someone curses in Javanese (sounds stupid and bad, but really, I miss hearing someone said c*k or ta*k), I MISS TERANG BULAN A.K.A MARTABAK MANIS SO BAD, I miss “nebeng” Aisar, Putu, or Ivanny (sorry I just can’t find the right English word for “Nebeng”, it is like if your friend drives, and then you can join her in her car or motorcycle), I miss EF and SSC, I miss having a band practice until 10 p.m, I miss performing with Stetsa Project, I MISS OUR LEGENDARIC INTRO HAHA, I miss my family, I miss going on a vacation with my family, I miss going to Surabaya or Probolinggo at least once a month.

I just miss….everything.

I have 1996 hours to go.

Do I want to go home? Or do I wish to stay more in Denmark?

Honestly, I’m reaaalllyyy looking forward to go home. Thinking that I will meet my family and my friends again, makes me wish that the time would go faster and faster.

But then, it is so weird to think that in 1996 hours I won’t be a student in Teknisk Gymnasium Frederiksberg, I won’t take 4A bus again, I won’t take S Train from Sjælør again, I won’t be with the other exchange students, I won’t be with my host family, I won’t talk in Danish, and I won’t be in Denmark.

It is so weird to think that in 1996 hours, my life in Denmark will be over.

My friend said (she is also an exchange student), that she is not ready yet to go home.

I think I feel the same.

I’m not ready yet to leave everything behind, without knowing when can I come back to experience exactly the same things like now.

Maybe I will come back to Denmark, but will it be the same?

I will definitely miss a lot of things from Denmark. But no, I won’t write them now. Let’s wait until my last day in Denmark, so I will experience everything and then I can decide what I’ll miss.

Probably everything.

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Anxiety

Anxiety.

What is that exactly?

Based on Dictionary.com, it means “distress or uneasiness of mind caused by fear of danger or misfortune”.

Sounds stressful, huh?

Well, it is.

You know that time, when you are so incredibly confused—by means of having a lot of thoughts in your mind, thinking “what if…” and “if only...”, comparing one thing to another.

But at the same time, you actually realize, that you have enough already—everything works fine around you. And you realize that actually other people are envying you, wanting to be in your position right now, thinking that you are the luckiest person in the whole wide world.

But still, it is so freaking hard to make the good thoughts take over the bad thoughts. It is so extremely hard to make the good thoughts dominate your mind.

The bad thoughts always win.

You don’t want to tell anybody. Your ego doesn’t let yourself to look weak in front of people.

And the thing is, your problem is so complicated to be explained. It is not a problem that you can really see in real life; it is a problem in your own self��your own mind. You know you are having “inner war”, or “perang batin”.

That’s also the reason why you don’t want to tell anybody. Because you think, no one will understand. No one will give the best advice.

And suddenly, you are in the down size of your life.

What can you do?

There is one thing you know what you can do.

Pray, to your God.

Tell Him everything. It doesn’t matter if it is hard to be explained, cause He will still understand you. He understands you, so well, more than anybody else. He will help you.

So pray, to your God.

And He will either say “Yes, I will grant your wish”, or “Yes, I will grant your wish but not now”, or “No, I have something better for you”. Because He knows what is best for you and what is not.

So believe, in your God.

And you’ll get through everything in your life.

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All the compliments, applause, and smiles.

It was approximately 1 year ago, I got an email that I had gotten a placement as an exchange student in Denmark. I told my parents and they were excited about it. And then my mom said

“OH. You need to learn traditional dance. So you can perform it in Denmark”

I thought that it was a great idea. But I kind of doubted my ability in dancing. Well, I did learn traditional dance in elementary school for about 4-5 years, and I was really good at it. But it was many years ago.

“Do I even still have the talent/ability to do traditional dance?” I asked to myself.

After asking to some acquaintances of my sister, we finally found one traditional dance teacher that could teach me. Her name is Ika. I call her Mbak Ika.  

Because my dad is from Bali, so he wanted me to learn one of Balinese dances called “Tari Pendet”. So I learned it. And I was surprised myself that I actually learned it pretty fast.

And then my mom wanted me to learn one more traditional dance, and Mbak Ika said that I should learn “Tari Jejer” (it comes from a city in Indonesia called Banyuwangi) because it is pretty popular. So I learned it. And again, I learned it pretty fast.

Having the ability to dance without having the costume is like eating rugbrød without butter, or æbleskiver without jam. It is good, but something is still missing. So my parents and I tried to look for the costumes. Well, I didn’t do much actually; it was my parents who asked some of their friends about the costume. And we found them.

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Packing?

Wow, it was pretty difficult to pack these costumes. Especially “Tari Jejer”’s costume, cause it has a hat that is pretty big. I was almost not going to bring the hat, until my mom found an idea to use a cabin suitcase that is pretty deep, so I can put the hat there!

Fewh! What a relieve.

Arriving in Denmark with all those costumes make me pretty anxious.

“How if I don’t have the opportunity to dance? Then it will be such a waste to buy and bring the costume right?”

I hoped and prayed so much to have the opportunity, and finally after 7 months, Allah SWT replied my prayers.

I got the opportunity to do it in the International Buffet that was held by my local chapter. It was on 4 March 2017, and it was an event where the exchange students needed to cook dish and did entertainment from their home country.

When I heard about this information, I was like, “FINALLY. I CAN DANCE”

Because it is impossible to do both dances, I chose to dance the “Tari Jejer” one. I practiced for like 3-4 days (and also watched the video from YouTube cause I forgot some parts of the dance).

And finally, the big day came. I cooked Nasi Goreng (Fried Rice) for about 30-40 people, and a lot of people liked it! And then I needed to change my clothes in to my costume.

Shoot.

I WAS SO NERVOUS.

LIKE.

ABSOLUTELY-FREAKING-NERVOUS-AS-HELL.

And one of AFS volunteers asked me if I want to be as the first performer, and I said

“Ja, det fint” (Yes, it’s fine)

In my mind, I was like

“IYO PLIS AKU DISEKAN CEK NDANG MARI” (“YES PLEASE LET ME BE THE FIRST SO I CAN RELAX AS FAST AS I COULD” )

So I changed my clothes, some girls helped me using the costumes cause as I said before that it is complicated as hell. And finally, I came out from the toilet, with all the costumes on, and all of my friends were surprised seeing me with the costume.

And then I danced.

I smiled.

And suddenly I felt so-damn-confident. I enjoyed every step, every part of the dance. All the expressions and smiles that everyone showed on their face gave even more and more confidence to me.

8 minutes passed, and I finally came to the end of the dance.

And everyone clapped. Everyone smiled. Some gave standing ovation (only two people actually).

And I got so many compliments about it. Like, a lot.

I can’t believe, that I, who am still 17 years old, had the chance to perform Indonesian traditional dance, in front of those that come from almost all around the world, in a country with 6 hours different from Indonesia.

Mama,

Papa,

And also my sisters,

I would like to say thank you very very much. This would never happen without all your supports. When I looked back, I realized that you all have done SO MUCH for me for this exchange year.  

Thank you also for my host-parents that helped me with making Nasi Goreng, to my friends that helped me using the costumes, and to everyone that came and gave applause to me.

And also, to my dance teacher, if you read this, I’d like to say thank you very much for patiently teaching me the dances.

And to Allah SWT. Thank you for granting my wishes, for making this happen.

I can’t be more grateful than this.

P.S : I actually did some fails in the dances. Glad no one realized about it lmao.

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Teruntuk Danadyaksa17

Assalamualaikum.

Hai rek.

Selamat pagi/siang/malam.

Yoopo kabare rek? Pasti pada sibuk memperisapkan ujian-ujian ya? Try Out, USBN, UN, Unprak, SNMPTN, SBMPTN, dan tetek­ bengek ujian lainnya..

Sekarang aku baca di group whatsapp, isinya kebanyakan info-info kuliah, info TO, info SNMPTN, info openhouse, info UN, detik-detik, dan lain-lain yang berhubungan dengan ujian...

Udah ga bahas SSL lagi, udah ga bahas DDS lagi, udah ga bahas SSS lagi.

Ngga kerasa ya udah hampir 3 tahun aja. Kalian udah 17-18-19 tahun. Udah pada punya KTP / SIM (Berarti udah pada parkir di dalem ya sekarang). Udah bisa nyoblos. ((apasih Ca))

Udah dewasa ya. Sekarang statusnya bukan teenagers lagi. ((ea))

Bentar lagi lulus, kuliah, terus misah.

You guys will continue your journey in different paths—your own path.

Sayangnya, aku nggak bisa lulus bareng kalian dan you-know-why lah ya. Aku kangen lho sama kalian. Banget malah. Kangen pake seragam, kangen upacara, kangen ke kopsis, kangen ke kantin, kangen aula, kangen bakso pak blo, kangen kompaknya kalian, udahlah kangen stetsa pokoknya.

Oke, intinya aku cuma mau bilang:

HELD OG LYKKE!

SEMANGAT YA REK!

Semangat belajarnya.

Semangat bimbelnya.

Jangan lupa doa juga—ga doain diri sendiri aja, tapi saling mendoakan satu sama lain juga.

Saling semangatin satu sama lain juga.

Jangan lupa minta restu orang tua juga.

Semoga lulus lolos semua 100%, dan bisa masuk universitas yang kalian inginkan. Kalaupun ada hal yang ga kamu inginkan terjadi, inget kalau “Banyak jalan menuju Roma” itu benar adanya.

Aamiin.

Ntar kalau udah kuliah, tetep sempetin mampir ke Stetsa ya. Ketemu guru-guru lagi, sekalian ketemu aku he he he.

“Cause you are from STETSA, and you are Danadyaksa17, so I’m sure you will get your glory.”

P.S Tahun depan doain aku juga ya.

P.S lagi: Doain pulang dengan selamat sampai di Malang ((masih lama woy))

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Being so emotional.

Assalamualaikum.

Hej alle! Håber I har en rigtig god dag :-)

Jadi hari tanggal 28 kemarin, aku dateng ke acara perpisahan di Wisma Duta Indonesia, karena ada beberapa pejabat di KBRI yang mau kembali ke Indonesia. Acara nya dari jam 12.30-15.30. Nah, di acaranya ada penampilan gamelan, angklung, sambutan-sambutan, makan-makan, terus nyanyi bersama lagu nasional Indonesia.

Aku dateng sih mainly karena pengen makan makanan indonesia gratis ya hehe :p

GA DING.

Aku dateng karena emang pengen dateng, ketemu orang-orang Indonesia, dan ngobrol pake bahasa secara langsung setelah sekian lama. Terus aku sempet bercanda-bercanda sama beberapa anggota PPI Denmark, sampe aku ketawa ngakak-ngakak. Dan aku seketika nyadar…

“Udah lama banget ya ga guyonan pake bahasa. Udah lama banget ga ngobrol lepas sama orang tanpa harus mikir ‘bener nggak ya bahasanya’.”

Aku tuh langsung ngerasa kayak…entahlah…gimana ya…

Antara lega, seneng, terharu jadi satu.

You can call me ‘lebay’, but that was how I really felt that time.

By the way, di acara itu aku makan nasi, ayam kecap, daging+brokoli, ikan asam manis, kerupuk. Ntap abis. Bagi yang liat instagramstory ku, bisa kalian lihat betapa kalapnya aku waktu itu he he he. Itu pun masih nambah ikan dikit lol. Sebenernya aku udah ga mau nambah, tapi terus ketemu Pak Dubes dan beliau bilang

“Ayo ayo nambah lagi”

Terus aku diem bentar. Mikir.

Yaudah deh nambah aja, sekali-sekali juga ((yha)).

Di akhir acara, ada beberapa yang main angklung, mainin lagu Tanah Air.

Anjay.

Ini lagu ngena banget :’)

Seketika terharu lagi aku.

Di tengah-tengah pertunjukan angklung, aku inget belum sholat Ashar. Yaudah kan akhirnya sholat Ashar. Eh waktu balik, ternyata mereka baru aja selesai sesi foto bersama. Yah……ga ikut foto :’) Yaudahlah ngga papa.

Nah habis gitu, kita semua nyanyi bareng lagu “Indonesia Tanah Air Beta”, sama “Kebyar-kebyar”.

Aku terharu lagi, sumpah. Dulu coba waktu di Indonesia, kalo nyanyi lagu nasional itu kayak biasa aja. Ga ngerasain apa-apa. Flat. Tapi kemarin, begitu nyanyi bareng, ga tau kenapa…..rasanya pengen nangis broh :’) Se-terharu itu.

Dulu inget banget, waktu setelah pengumuman tahap 3, ada family gathering chapter malang. Nah terus ada Mas Irsyad yang berbagi cerita tentang masa exchange dia di Amerika. Dia juga cerita kalau dulu waktu denger lagu Indonesia Raya di USA, rasanya terharu banget. And now I know what he felt at that time.

Bahkan sekarang saat aku lagi nulis ini, rasa terharu nya itu masih ada banget.

Mungkin karena lagi kangen Indonesia kali ya? Hehe

But anyway, I have less than 5 months to go.

Time flies faster than I thought. Tiden går meget hurtig.

LIKE SERIOUSLY IT’S HALFWAY ALREADY.

Gatau harus ngerasa seneng atau sedih. Di satu sisi, udah nyaman dan terbiasa di sini. Tapi di sisi lain, pingin ketemu keluarga dan temen-temen di Indonesia..

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1 Minggu Berharga

Assalamualaikum

Hej alle! Hvordan går det med jer alle? Håber I har det godt.

Jadiiii kali ini aku mau cerita tentang Mini Exchange ku. Apa tuh? Jadi, kita-kita para exchange students harus tinggal di keluarga dan ke sekolah lain di kota lain selama kurang lebih 1 minggu. Nah, aku dan exchange students lain dari Chapter Absalon, pergi ke kota Silkeborg buat Mini Exchange ini.

My mini exchange started on 14 January 2017. Temen-temenku pada naik bus ke Silkeborg, tapi aku engga. Kebetulan, mini hostfam ku lagi ada acara ulang tahun di København, jadi kita bisa sekalian ketemuan di København aja ehehe. Kita janjian jam 3 sore di stasiun Dyssegård. Nah terus aku di ajak ke rumah kerabat mereka (yang punya acara ulang tahun) di daerah situ.

Btw di keluarga ini, aku ada dua host sister; Line (hampir 16 tahun) dan Mia (hampir 13 tahun). Dan ada anjing juga, namanya Laike.

Setelah nyampe di rumah kerabat mereka, kita jalan-jalan ke taman, terus balik lagi buat Eftermiddags Cafe (Afternoon Cafe), dan makan malem. Setelah itu baru deh kita naik mobil ke Silkeborg (perjalanan sekitar 3 jam-an).

Hari Minggu, aku di ajak ke Himmelbjerget, suatu bukit disini. Dan waktu itu ada salju, so omg it was really nice and beautiful there.

Terus pas nyampe rumah, host dad tanya,

“Mau ga presentasi tentang Indonesia di sekolahnya Line sama Mia, plus sekolahnya Host Mom juga. (Host mom kerjanya guru), jadi hari Senin kamu ke kelas Line, Selasa ke kelas Mia, dan hari Jum’at ke 3 kelas di sekolahnya Host Mom. So in total, presentasi 5x dalam 1 minggu.”

Mantab ga tuh?

Akhirnya aku setuju-setuju aja deh presentasi 5x ehehehe (kapan lagi lol). Dan Alhamdulillah presentasi nya lancaarrr. Rata-rata sih pada kaget liat uang Indonesia yang banyak 0-nya lol :p

Btw, waktu aku presentasi di kelas Mia, aku presentasi mostly pake bahasa Danish karena mereka masih umur 12-13 tahun, jadi belum terlalu bisa bahasa inggris. I’m feeling proud of myself lol.

Nah hari Rabu dan Kamis, aku jalan-jalan sama anak exchange lainnya di sekitaran Silkeborg. Kita ke Industrial Museum, Art Museum, Aquarium, Pabrik Kertas, Farm, dan lain-lain. Yang paling berkesean buatku sih, Industrial Museum. Soalnya di situ, ada bagian museum yang berupa rumah, dimana rumah ini itu rumah orang Denmark dari “working class” di tahun 1800an, 1920an, 1950an, sama 1999an. Dari situ aku tau banyak. Yang menarik tuh, di tahun 1800an, orang-orang dari “working class” di Denmark bisa jadi mandi cuma 1 atau 2 kali dalam setahun. Iya. S e t a h u n. Soalnya dulu kalo mau mandi itu susah banget. Harus ke kota sambil bawa ember buat nyari air. Dan itu perjalanannya lumayan jauh. Nyampe rumah masih harus dipanasi dulu. Baru deh bisa mandi. Mereka bahkan cuma punya 1 pasang baju, jadi mandi ga mandi ya percuma aja soalnya tetep pake baju yang sama….

Terus aku juga lihat beberapa mesin-mesin dari jaman dahulu, ada beberapa kereta juga. Pokoknya banyak deh.

By the way, I really like my mini host family here. Terutama sama host sister ku. Awalnya kita kayak awkward gitu…. Tapi makin kesini makin deket akk:’) Kita main just dance bareng, terus aku juga ngajari mereka Tari Jejer lol. Sayang banget deh. Bahkan waktu aku mau balik ke Copenhagen, aku sampe sedih banget bakal ninggalin mereka. :(

Soo, menurutku mini exchange ini bener-bener pengalaman yang ga akan aku lupain deh. Bahkan aku ngerasa kalau 1 minggu itu ga cukup. Di bis perjalanan pulang, aku sama anak exchange lainnya pada sedih banget. We really hope we had more time in Silkeborg, especially with our mini host family.

 Yaudah deh segitu dulu aja ya geng. Hej hej !

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Traktak Dumdum

Assalamua’alaikum. Hej gengs!

Oke mungkin kalian pada bingung sama judulnya. Jadi itu maksudnya…..ga ada. Aku bingung aja mau ngasih judul apa dipostingan ini, jadi kasih judul itu aja hehehe (iya ganyambung iya maaf geje he’e)

Postingan kali ini rada pendek gitu, soalnya emang ga banyak yang mau dicritain. Cuma ada dua kejadian yang cukup menarik buat kutulis di sini hehe, cekidot

1.     Weird Coincidence

Jadi sebenernya ini kejadian udah lumayan lama banget. Satu bulan lalu kali ya. Jadi waktu itu aku habis jalan-jalan sama temenku, terus aku mau pulang naik bus 4A. Nah waktu masuk bus itu, aku liat ada tempat duduk kosong di sebelah mbak-mbak gitu. Nah nih mbak-mbak ngeliatin aku kayak gimana gitu, tapi aku cuek aja dan langsung duduk di sebelahnya. Awalnya kita diem-dieman, terus aku buka Whatsapp di HP. Nah kan pake bahasa Indonesia tuh Whatsappku, terus si mbak nya liat. Eh dia langsung bilang

“Mbak orang Indo ya?”

Wanjir.

ORANG INDO TERNYATA.

Aku langsung seneng + kaget banget anjir hahahaha ga nyangka :’) Langsung deh habis gitu kita ngobrol banyak di bis. Ternyata si mbak sebelumnya kayak ngeliatin aku gitu, soalnya dia ngerasa kalau aku orang Indo. Uuu seneng banget hehe.

2.     “I love Indonesia”

Jadi kemarin aku habis ada kumpul bareng AFS Chapter ku. Nah terus ternyata eh ternyata, ada satu temenku dari Perancis cerita kalo dia pernah ke Indonesia!! Katanya dia waktu itu ke Yogyakarta 2 minggu, terus ke Bali 1minggu. Dan dia suka banget katanya;’) Dia nyoba naik becak, delman, ke malioboro, ke Borobudur, dan lain-lain. He said he loved it very much and it was really nice in Indonesia. Dia juga nyoba nasi goreng dan katanya enak banget AHAHAHAHAHA. Jadi kangen nasi goreng Gama :( Bangga banget sama Indonesia:’)

 Udah segitu aja deh yaw. Hej-hej!

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“WTF?!?!?!” they said.

Hej genggsss! Apa kabar? Udah lama banget aku ga apdet nih tumblr. Maafkan ya gaes :’( Aku cuma kehabisan ide mau crita apa. Kadang tuh pas ada kejadian sesuatu yg menarik, aku langsung mikir “tulis di tumblr ah. Tapi entar aja hari minggu pas ada waktu luang”. Eh pas udah hari minggu, aku lupa mau nulis apa….

Makanya nih, tadi di sekolah ada kejadian yang menarik banget buat ditulis, dan sekarang malem nya aku langsung nulis di tumblr, biar ga lupa ehehe.

Jadiii tadi aku presentasi tentang pendidikan, terutama masa putih-abu-abu di Indonesia. Sebenernya tuh aku udah dari dulu banget pengen presentasi tentang ini, gara-gara guru matematika ku bilang kalau dia penasaran sama pendidikan di Indonesia. Tapi dia tuh ngomong gitu doang, ga minta aku buat presentasi atau apa gitu. Terus akhirnya sekitar seminggu lalu aku coba minta presentasi tentang Indonesia ke dia, dan Alhamdulillah di ijinin!! Jadi tadi matematika itu ada di jam 3.20 – 4.30. And because he thought that the students couldn’t concentrate more in that time cause yea it’s soo late, so he thought it’d be a good idea if I present about Indonesia in that time. Thanks ya Bent!! Uu I just really love my math teacher :’)

Nah dari kemarin-kemarin aku sibuk mikir, nyari informasi, nyari gambar sana sini buat presentasi ini. Sampe aku nge list apa aja yang mau aku presentasiin biar ga ada yang kelewatan. Aku juga sampe ngestalk anak stetsa (stetsa itu sekolah ku di Indo btw) buat nyari ada foto yang bagus buat dijadiin presentasi ga. Sampe nge chat beberapa temen ku juga (terutama jihan nih) buat ngirimin foto yang bagus WKWK. Terimakasih banyak gengs atas bantuannya muah muah.

Sebelum presentasi, I was so nervous as hell. Aku takut banget temen-temen ku ga tertarik sama presentasi ku, or they’d find it boring or something like that. Tapi ternyata…….rusuh bro wkwkwk

Jadi awal-awal aku presentasi tentang Indonesia secara umum, sama nunjukin video nya wonderful Indonesia juga. Dari situ mereka amazed banget sama Indonesia. Terharu aku tuh coy.

Tapi setelah itu, aku langsung changed topic ke pendidikan di Indonesia.

Awal-awal aku ngasih tau tentang system pendidikan di Indonesia, di situ mereka masih santai gitu ya nanggepinnya.

Terus aku crita tentang berapa banyak pelajaran yang kita pelajari (15 ya geng ya), mereka mulai shock dikit-dikit.

Terus aku ngasih tau tentang rata2 pada masuk jam 7, dan di sekolahku masuk dari senin – sabtu, dan mereka mulai makin shock.

Eh pas ngasih tau tentang peraturan sekolah di Indonesia (terutama di sekolahku) yang lebih ketat…..mereka langsung pada ribut WKKWKW.

Jadi aku cerita kalo di sekolahku harus pake dasi, sabuk, sepatu full item, pake topi pas upacara, rambut buat cowok ga boleh panjang2, dan lain-lain. Dan aku cerita kalo di sekolahku, sepatu ga full item, bisa membawa ke kemungkinan terburuk di mana sepatu kalian bisa-bisa di cat item di sekolah. Mereka langsung kayak…”WTF?!?!?!”

Sumpah. Aku ngakak liat respon+ekspresi mereka.

Segitu kagetnya mereka.

Terus aku cerita juga kalo telat sekolah itu kemungkinan bakal di hukum. Makin rusuh lagi mereka WKWKWKW. Soalnya di Denmark kalo kamu telat ya udah langsung masuk kelas aja, guru nya mah bodo amat. Tapi kamu dapet 50% atau 100% absen.

Oiya. Aku juga cerita kalo di Indonesia lebih banyak ulangan dibandingkan dengan sekolah di Denmark. Secara, mereka di sini ulangan paling cuma 3 bulan sekali, dan cuma beberapa pelajaran doang. Mereka mulai shock lagi. Dan aku cerita kalo di sekolahku dulu system ulangannya rada ajaib. Soal di LCD, ganti per 3-5 menit, dan ga bisa balik ke soal sebelumnya.

Ribut lagi mereka.

Ngakak lagi aku.

Setelah itu aku cerita lagi tentang hal lainnya. Tentang gimana kita respect each other di sekolah; cium tangan ke guru, agak bungkuk kalo lewat di depan guru, manggil pake Bapak/Ibu ke guru, dan manggil Kak/Mas/Mbak ke kakak kelas.

Aku juga cerita tentang Upacara, berdoa sebelum pelajaran dimulai, dukung DBL, pensi, sama ekskul-ekskul di sekolah.

Btw aku juga nunjukin video AFTERMOVIE nya StetsaSpectaShow sama video Supporter DBL nya stetsa ihiy (anak stetsa pasti tahu)

Dan di akhir presentasi, aku bilang kalau “Walaupun sekolah di Indonesia banyak peraturan, lebih banyak tugas dan ulangan harian, banyak kegiatan, tapi justru itu yang buat masa-masa SMA jadi berkenang dan bakal ngangenin banget.”

Mantab abis dah w.

Jadi in total aku ngomong panjang lebar sambil denger respon mereka, liat ekspresi mereka, jawab pertanyaan mereka, selama 1 jam. And I’m truly happy. Habis presentasi kelar tuh aku langsung….seneng banget astaga. Ga ngerti lagi dah. It feels so great to share about your home country to other people. Guru aku langsung nyamperin dan bilang kalo he really enjoyed the presentation. Salah satu temen aku juga bilang kalo dia jadi pengen sekolah di Indonesia. “It seems really fun there!” he said.

Terharu. Seneng. Bangga. Sama Indonesia.

Bener ya kata orang, semakin lama dan jauh kamu dari Indonesia, the more you love Indonesia too, the more you feel proud about Indonesia.

Ya segitu aja lah cerita hari ini. Maaf kalo kata-kata rada mbulet ga jelas.

Much love from Denmark and hej hej!