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A Day Without Internet = Incomplete

Emang bener banget sih, sehari tanpa internet itu bagiku seperti orang Indonesia makan nggak pake nasi. Nggak lengkap....

Pertama kali aku kenal internet waktu SD. Pertama emang taunya cuma browsing google aja. Tapi beranjak SMP aku udah mulai bisa bikin blog, dan mengenal beberapa sosial media. Beranjak SMA, aku mengenal YouTube, Skype, interpals, dan beberapa website buat belajar bahasa asing. Semenjak itu, hidupku rasanya nggak bisa lepas sama yang namanya internet. Addicted? Yaa.. bisa dibilang begitu laah. Sejak SMA aku mulai addicted sama internet, sosial media, dan YouTube. Mulai keranjingan cari-cari temen asing dari dunia maya di interpals.net terus ngobrol sama mereka lewat Skype, video call berjam-jam pun betah. Internet, mengenalkanku pada dunia. Internet membuka mataku dan wawasan tentang dunia. Aku belajar banyak hal dari koneksi teman-teman asing yang aku dapat dari internet. Bahkan aku sampe pernah dapet surat-surat dari Jerman, Brazil, Inggris, Kanada, Jepang, sampe Cina. 

Dulu masih belum jaman tuh yang namanya Wi-Fi, jadi bapakku dulu pasang internet speedy yang langsung nancep di komputer gitu. Terus beberapa tahun komputernya rusaak.. Aku sedih banget... Eeh, alhamdulillah dapet laptop dari bapak waktu SMA. Mulai deh kenalan sama yang namanya Wi-Fi. Dan semenjak komputer rusak, bapak udah stop layanan internet kabel speedy, jadi sebagai penggantinya bapak beli modem Flexy broadband putih. Karena modem cuma satu, dan penggunanya ada dua, aku dan adikku, jadi kita berdua sering tengkar buat ngrebutin siapa duluan yang pake modem itu, terus dulu itu saking perhitungannya, kita pake jam-jaman, jadi kalo durasi internetannya udah abis ya udah waktunya gantian. Yang bikin sebel kalo misalnya udah giliranku yang make, terus pulsanya habis -_-  itu tuh rasanya sebeeeeel banget. Untung dulu pulsa internet Flexy perharinya murah, cuma 2500, jadi mau nggak mau kalo mau pake internet hari itu ya harus sisihkan uang saku sesuai kebutuhan internet kita. Ribet banget ya? Belum lagi waktu itu sempet modemnya error gara-gara nomernya mungkin keseringan kena panas, jadinya kaya bergelombang gitu nomernya.... Dan nggak bisa dipake endingnya. :(

Waktu kuliah. Aku punya gadget baru, Samsung Galaxy Tab. Agak jadul sih, nggak bisa dibuat BBM-an, tapi syukurlah masih bisa dipake internetan dan ber-sosmed ria. Jujur aja, aku emang keranjingan banget ngobrol di Whatsapp, LINE, sama Skype. Apalagi kalo pake Wi-Fi speedy di rumah. Beuh! Cepet banget, no pending! :)  Ini nih yang bikin aku malah nggak bisa lepas dari internet. Kalo lagi di kosan, bangun pagi yang aku cek duluan pasti Tab ku. Ada notif apa aja, hari ini ulang tahun siapa aja, terus masuk beranda Facebook lihat perkembangan status orang hari ini (nggak penting sih, tapi udah kebiasaan), dan buka aplikasi berita online kali aja ada berita penting atau mungkin baca baca artikel online gitu deh, terus kepoin beranda instagram pagi-pagi. Biasanya sih aku seringnya kepoin akun instagramnya 'allaboutchinese', baca-baca Chinese quotes-nya, lumayan kan pagi-pagi dapet tambahan kata-kata baru, sekalian ngafalin huruf-huruf hanzi baru. Semua itu udah kaya terpola di rutinitas harianku. Jujur aja, aku lebih sering pake paketan data buat chatting sama temen/keluarga di Whatsapp atau LINE ketimbang smsin mereka pake sms reguler, yang jatuhnya makan pulsa lebih banyak :'(  Bahkan temen-temenku udah hafal, kalo aku itu miskin pulsa tapi 'always online'. Haha! Iya emang bener banget. Aku jaraaaang banget beli pulsa reguler buat smsan, aku belinya pulsa buat paketan internet. Makanya tuh temen-temenku pada sebel sama aku gara-gara aku nggak pernah punya pulsa buat balesin sms mereka, "Duh Sumi! Kenapa nggak pernah bales sms aku sih?"  dan jawabanku pasti akan selalu sama, "Hehe... pulsaku kan buat paketan internet :3"

Menurutku, internetan itu seperti menyelam sambil minum air. Kita nggak cuma sekedar ngeksis di sosmednya aja, tapi bagiku dengan internet aku juga sambil belajar. Aku ngerasa bahagia banget, hanya dengan koneksi internet, aku bisa terhubung dengan orang-orang yang tinggalnya beribu-ribu kilometer jauhnya dari Indonesia. Dengan internet pula aku jadi nggak kudet. Aku tau perkembangan musik internasional, dan tau lagu-lagu yang jaman dulu banget juga gara-gara internet. Maka dari itu, karena internet mengajarkan banyak hal, aku bersyukur banget ada orang genius yang menciptakan internet. Hari gini masih belum ngerti internet?? -__-  go on this site right now! http://telkomsel.com/genggam-internet

Pokoknya, internet is my everything. Aku nggak bisa bayangin sehari aja tanpa internet..... Yang pasti bakalan hampa, dan nggak tau harus apa... linglung dan bingung :D #Alay  Yaa, soalnya emang internet itu sumber segala informasi. That is why internet is so precious for me, and I cannot imagine my life would be if there's no internet connection, I guess life would be suck without internet although it's just for a day...

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Attempted To Sing Some Patriotic Songs In Chinese!


My mum found this book last year on the bookshelf, and she gave it to me. Since I study Chinese literature, she knew that I might need this book one day. And yes she's right! I will use this book for Chinese drama next month. I played a role in a drama with my friends and I got a role to sing one of Indonesian patriotic song in that event. So, thanks mum! You helped me a lot! :)

And just yesterday I opened that precious book.... Oh wow! It's an amazing book! There are so many Indonesian patriotic songs inside written in Chinese and following with the pinyin. I'm loving this book. And I can't resist myself to try to sing some of them whilst practice to pronounce some new Chinese words. It felt so good to sing.. Here are some sounds of me singing those Indonesian patriotic songs in Chinese.








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I Countdown Everything....

-  PEMILU 1 day to go, but I ain't gonna use my right, because I'm in Malang right now. Besides, I don't know who to choose..... politics world always confused me.

-  Friday 3 days to go, and I don't know what I do... It's impossible to go home because I will have mid term test on Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. Holyyy craaaap! I forgot about the Modern thought history test on Friday! Dang it :(

-  Monday (14/4) 6 days to go, I will have Chinese writing and grammar test at 12.40 PM.

-  Tuesday (15/4)  a week to go, I will have Chinese reading test with Suluh laoshi at 9.40  (scary subject)

-  Wednesday (16/4) 8 days to go, I will have Chinese conversation and Philosophy test.

-  Thursday (17/4) 9 days to go, I WILL GO HOME AFTER CLAAAASS!!! YAAY! Hopefully I got the ticket.

-  Friday (18/4) 10 days to go, Happy Easter Day for my Christian fellas. I'm gonna have a 4 days holiday at home started from Thursday. Yippiiiy!

-  E-Lite Voice's Concert on May, 3rd,  25 days to go. This is my first time ever joining a choir group and being the part of them in their concert. So excited!! :3

-  Chinese drama performing on 17 May. This day is also my mum's 48th B'day :)

-  Me and Arin go to Bali around June, 25th-30th. We both save up money to go there. We planned to have a wonderful holiday there after second semester's final test. We planned to take road trip by bus or train. Hopefully our plan will come true.


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Mum, Get Me Doraemon's Magic Door...

That feeling when you're so comfort living in your parents' house and don't wanna go back to where you supposed to live. I happen to feel this kind of feeling... Though I always tried to go back home every weekend, I still feel it's never enough! :(

I feel so excited when I arrived at Malang train station, I was like "Aaah! Finally, I'm coming home agaaaain!"  And the annoying feeling when mum drive me to Sidoarjo train station, I was like, "God!!! Nooooooo! I don't wanna go back to Malang yeeeeet!"  :'(

The point is, Malang and Sidoarjo is so different. I honestly hate Malang's situation, I hate it when my feeling changed a lot when I arrived there. I'm telling you, it's uncomfortable as hell! No offense for Malang people, or people who love Malang, aye? I just don't like it being there, I just wanna go home quickly. And that kind of feeling repeated all the time... it's an everlasting feeling ever, I guess...

Home...Home...Home... I'll always miss home.

I don't care what people say. I don't care if my house is 80 km away from Malang. My friends was like, "Why you always go home every week, your home is only 2 hours away from here..."  You know what guys, my parents' home is everything to me, and my family is everything, it's just feel so good when I'm with them. While in Malang...  I just have some friends around. Comfortable, but not as much as I'm with my family.

I wish, I could have Doraemon's everywhere door. So I can use it anytime after class, when I arrived at my boarding house, but when I opened the door, I directly can arrived at home. How magic is that! I wish it was that simple to go home...
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Hello Dusty Blog!

好久不见了。

我很忙。> <

Seriously, I've never been this busy before.... I feel like dying in this busy routine. From Monday to Wednesday I have class and then continue to have the choir practice till about 9 PM, and then I also have Chinese traditional dance practice too in the afternoon which make me so super duper exhausted. But it's my responsible to manage my own activities well.... I chose to join in choir group, and I chose to join in Chinese traditional dance club, so I have to manage it so well. Or else I will lose them all.

BTW, middle test of second semester will be held in next week!!! Dang it! Can't believe time runs so fast....  This semester I have some tough lessons and though lecturers, I don't think I will get an A's from them. 

Anyway, April is already here... This month is the craziest month ever, I can tell... Because, this month, I cannot go home every weekend due to the mid semester next week, and another choir practice for May event. :( 


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But I'm A Creep....

Most of you must know about this popular song by Radiohead. Yus, this song called 'creep'. And I guess the lyrics is really for me and represent who I am. Take a look....

When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so fucking special

But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here

I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice when I'm not around
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here

She's running out the door
She's running out
She runs runs runs runs..
Runs...

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
I don't belong here


I'm a creep, and he's always seem so perfect...
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The One Who Still Keep The Feeling...

Yes, that's me...

Why?

I don't know....

How long you had been with him?

6 months, and been suffered the broke up and getting back together for several times.

And how long you've been trying to move on?

3 years...

Come again?

yea... it has been 3 years.. you know.. I was trying so hard but all I have is just the exact same feeling.

Are you insane, stupid or what?

I don't know...

Why? 

I guess I'm still searching for the answer...

Didn't  you remember, he hurt you for several times and he's stingy, remember when he didn't buy you the meal at McD and he bought foods for himself? He didn't even care about you when he's away. He even broke up on you for your friend! 

I do, I do remember all of those memories...

And you still can't get over him?

No.. Not yet...

You know what, all this time you've been torturing yourself. Why are you keeping things that would hurt you all the time?

I know I am, but I have no idea... I know I hate being like this, but I don't have choice... I have no option... There's no Shift + Del buttons to push. I don't know how to let go...

What makes him so special for you that you can't even let him go even though he left you?

I remember his bad and good sides when he was with me, but it's like all that appears to me are just his good side and our good memory. And until now, I still believe that he's a very good guy.

So what would you do then?

I'd do nothing.

What?

Yea, nothing. Because nothing I can do about it. I can't change my feeling and so does he. He left and I won't beg him to come back. I would just have to wait, and wait. Let this broken heart and all the mess he left stay in with me, till there's someone who's willing to clean it up and fix this broken heart of mine.

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