I hate Jogja!
I never expected, planned, and wanted to have a deep crush with this town. I did wish to go to Jakarta, to see how a big city would teach me thousand things and to chase my dreams. I planned to continue my study in one of the biggest Universities in Jakarta. I was also supported by my mother to continue my study there. But that had not happened. Up to now, I know how Yogya has taken a special part in me. Coming to this part was a bloody hard journey for me.
Lately, I knew my mom wished me to stay in Yogyakarta, as this town is not that big and not that harsh. I was accepted in Universitas Gadjah Mada, Yogyakarta. I heavily flew to Adi Sucipto international airport. With tears and cry, with storm and lightning, I stood on the land of students' heaven. A super big suitcase, a super huge backpack, a laptop handbag, a box of gift from Balikpapan for my aunt, and my violin, I heavily walked and found a taxi to take me to my Family's house in Bantul. I never wished I stay here. I never wished to hear Gamelan in all places, I never wished to see batik wherever I go, and I never wished to learn Unggah-ungguh.
Those all my unwillingness faded away as I spent my first semester here. I learned how Gamelan was one of Indonesia's heritage, I learned that Batik was priceless as priceless as I had never expected before, and I learn how I was apathy about politeness.
As I explored some little parts of Jogja, I learned how people are varied. I met persons that I never thought of. I met things that I never imagined before. I experienced things that I never wanted to experience.
I also came to my favorite view from all over this town. Gunung Merapi.
And the last thing I love the most from this city is da FOOD! even it's too sweet for a Kalimantanese like me, but it tasted heaven! one of my favorite family restaurant is palem golek! they have sea-food like I always had in my hometown! love it!
and now, I understand why I will always miss this town, as I will do to my own hometown.
There are thousand of things that I had experienced in this super cool town. You have to trust me, how those experiences are priceless.
Lately, I knew my mom wished me to stay in Yogyakarta, as this town is not that big and not that harsh. I was accepted in Universitas Gadjah Mada, Yogyakarta. I heavily flew to Adi Sucipto international airport. With tears and cry, with storm and lightning, I stood on the land of students' heaven. A super big suitcase, a super huge backpack, a laptop handbag, a box of gift from Balikpapan for my aunt, and my violin, I heavily walked and found a taxi to take me to my Family's house in Bantul. I never wished I stay here. I never wished to hear Gamelan in all places, I never wished to see batik wherever I go, and I never wished to learn Unggah-ungguh.
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| Student Orientation | My first smile in Yogyakarta | God Damn the FAT! |
As I explored some little parts of Jogja, I learned how people are varied. I met persons that I never thought of. I met things that I never imagined before. I experienced things that I never wanted to experience.
I also came to my favorite view from all over this town. Gunung Merapi.
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| Me taking picture and directing the poses exposing the summit of Merapi. EXTREMELY AWESOME! |
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| My sister took scenery of hills near Merapi. EXTREMELY COOOOOLLLLLLLLLLLL |
And the last thing I love the most from this city is da FOOD! even it's too sweet for a Kalimantanese like me, but it tasted heaven! one of my favorite family restaurant is palem golek! they have sea-food like I always had in my hometown! love it!
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| Sitting in the restaurant |
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| They even have a super strong see saw for the jumbos...... |
There are thousand of things that I had experienced in this super cool town. You have to trust me, how those experiences are priceless.
