Day 5: My role model

One word.
MY MOM.

She was my role model. Ever.
I found that she is the strongest woman in the whole world and I truly adore her.

No words can explain how great she is and how I want to as strong, as skillful, as patient and as great as she is. :)

Day 4: My first.

Wow, this is going to be a real long post, I warn you before.

My real first kid love is my primary school class mate, PWS (real name is hidden to protect his privacy), since I was in love with him for about 5 years. We were super childish back then, liked each other but did not have the courage to even talk. :)

And for those who know me, you obviously know this guy.
MACP.
My first boyfriend.

well, I kinda don't care if he HAPPENS to see this.

We knew each other when we were in first grade of junior high school, 9 years ago. I was almost late on my first day of junior high and after being scolded by the principal for not knowing the location of my class, I accidentally tripped on my feet in front of him. And I was like wanting to punch him on the face when he was laughing at me with his haha-another-clumsy-stupid-girl grin face.

But who expected I could not erase his face from my head since then?

We became close friends because of the seating arrangement. I sat in front of him. I didn't know what led us, but he and I became partners-in-crime, brother-and-sister, gossip-mates or whatever-you-name-it-relationship. He called me everyday and I became one of his close friends instantly. Of course, people thought we were an item because when there was me, there would be him next to me and vice versa.

I hated to say this, but my feeling was getting stronger each day to him. Yet, he still didn't realize it. He was kind of a guy who liked girls easily and well, I guess that was my bad luck, he told me about every girls he chased. I was crankily irritated every time he complimented a girl, and even when he asked me to introduce him to one of my girl friends. I was like, what-the-hell, did you see me?!

Not only from the girls that he chased and the girls who chased him, there was another obstacle, which was his ex. His ex was kinda type of elegant and calm girl, which was definitely the opposite of me. And there was this special girl who was not only smart, beautiful, elegant and also ladylike, but also liked him too.
Was that too pathetic for me?

He sought for me every day, but it seemed like I was invisible in front of him.

End of March, I was too tired fixing my heart every time he unconsciously broke it. I decided to keep a distance with him. And the turning point was when after study tour, I was close to somebody else.

Again, who expected he suddenly realized that it was ME that he liked all this time?

In short, after a long confession between me and him, we finally were an item on 21 April 2003 and to be honest, I had a 6-wonderful-years-relationship with him, with its ups and downs. Well, mostly ups. :)

He was the one I was looking for. He had all the characters of man I wanted to grow old with.
He was the one I could tell everything to. He was the only guy I trusted. He was my everything. And he was practically my life.

One of the things that bound us together was our imagination.
I always smile every time I remember how we imagined our life in the future. We prepared names for our children - Anyelir and Adrian (I probably will still use these names for my future children =P), we imaginably designed our future house and how we spent every morning with our children.

I could arrogantly say that many people envied us and our relationship.
Our good friends even delegated themselves for helping us in our wedding day. lol.

I've talked too much, I know.
So, in short, finally, after spending 6 years together, we graduated from high school, which means, we welcomed to ourselves to long-distance-relationship gank. I enrolled to college in Malaysia and he went to Australia. We fully understood that this was going to be difficult. But we did believe in true love and distance was just there to strengthen the relationship.
But, we were wrong. Completely wrong.

The first semester went, well, not that well, but it could still be considered fine. We went through such a difficult time adjusting the condition, from meeting-face-to-face-everyday to chatting-via-msn. At that time, I had not had built-in camera in my laptop and my internet connection was face-scratchingly slow, and plus, no bbm/whatsapp. But we made it through the first semester.

But then, the condition was getting worst on the second semester. I was busy with my assignments and new friends, and so was he. Our relationship became colder and colder. And without I knew, he was close to someone initialed S and here, in Malaysia, I became closer to somebody else.
And there you went, without realizing it, in one click, he slipped away from my life.

25 July 2009, he broke up with me.
I felt like my whole world was falling apart. I could not breath. I could not live.
There was tons of stones stuck into my heart. What I could do was crying, hoping that the burdens were carried away with the tears. But it failed. Every time I tried to breath, the burdens were just doubled and doubled.

I was crying everywhere. In my room, in the lecture hall, in front of vincci, in the bus station. Practically everywhere. I could not stand the pain he caused. I'd prefer having my bones broken than my heart broken.

My good friends here were so afraid I would commit suicide, so they stayed 24/7 by my side. They never left me alone. So, in this post, I would like to thank Angela Natalia, Margaret Churchill and Sylvia Lautan, for always being by my side when my world seemed like falling apart. :)

And if you asked how I am doing with this guy, I would say, "I don't know".
After our break up, couple months later, he deleted and blocked my from facebook, msn and skype. I sent him two emails, wishing him happy birthday, but he never replied. I once tried to call his cellphone, but he didn't answer. So, yeah. I don't know where on earth he is now.

Three years has passed and he still occupies a little corner of my heart.
I don't have any feeling to him now, but somehow, my unconscious mind still loves him, just like it did 9 years ago.

If you happens to read this blog, which I'm pretty sure you won't give a damn to even stalk me in the first place, I hope you are now open to have a friendship with me. :)

Day 3: What makes me happy

So, it is already the third day of #30 Days Blog Challenge. If you miss this, you can read my post here.

What makes me happy.

Well, honestly I am a person who is easily pleased.
One thing I find myself a little bit weird is consistency makes me happy. Even if the situation is not going well.
As long as it is consistent, I'll be pleased.
But, that's from a deep perception.

Let's talk about from common perception.
What makes me happy:
Watching movies with my friends in markas.
Cooking with my friends.
Traveling with my friends.
Simply, everything that has something to do with my friends.
Eating chocolate ice cream while gossiping with my mom late at night.
Japanese food.
Good music.
Playing trombone and performing in orchestra.
Durian!
Rain (but I obviously don't like to get wet)
Creambath
My mom's cooking!
The smell of dry cleaned bed sheet
Sleeping with my brother
Fast internet
New episode of Grey's Anatomy
INDOMIE!
New videos of Wong Fu Production

I am going to update this list once I get the idea. :)

Gotta go!

Day 2: My sibling

Day 2 of #30 Days Blog Challenge.

I have two blogs in total, but as long as I remember, I haven't mentioned about my little brother much.
So, this is the right time to introduce you my super little brother, Reinhardt Avila.

He has a complete package of a great brother anybody can have. He protects me like my dad will do. He loves me like my boyfriend will do. He cheers me up like my friends will do. And yet, he is still my 'slave' because he is much younger than me. Lol.

I was almost six years old when he was born. Since I was three years old, I kept asking my parents to give me a little brother/sister. I still remember how I was imagining the way God gave me sibling. It was like a very bright light penetrated into my mom's tummy. That's my thought of having a younger sibling.
I was super naive back then =P

We almost never fight. Even if we fight, it will only last for around 1 hour. It is either me or him that will apologize first. We almost share everything, except underwear of course. But unluckily, he gets my second stuffs most of the time. Hahaha.

I still remember, when we were kids, we created such stupid games. Like, Jinny oh Jinny. In this game, we were sitting face to face and talking to the table between us. We imagined the table was a genie. We pretended asking for food or drink and voila! The food was 'imaginably' provided.
Another game, we were running around the house with pulling up our pants.

And when rain came and the lightning stroke, we were hiding under our thick blanket and imagining if there was earthquake and lighting striking. Well, it was fun!

He has now grown up as a young man. Independent, responsible, patient, caring, smart, religious, loving, stingy (=P) and fun.
But for me, he is still my little brother whom I need to protect. Every second.

I love you Onyek!

Day 1: Self introduction, with recent photo and 20 interesting facts

Yes. I have been waiting to write this up, even though I know most of you have already known these facts since I am quite predictable =P.

Self introduction.
Okay. My full name is Maria Eleonora Nadya Karina. I somehow fancy my name. It is simple and easy to remember, yet meaningful and beautiful.
Chinese Indonesian, but can't speak any Chinese languange.
Recently I am just graduated from Monash University as Bachelor of Food Science and Technology.
I am talkative (even sometimes I talk too much until people are annoyed), cheerful, friendly, deep thinker, forgetful, loyal, extrovert, good listener and sensitive.

I just had my hair chopped off this week. Kinda bored with long hair, but now I regret I had it chopped.
I look like member of F4 now, since my hair is not that easily styled. Blah. I just hope it grows faster than it usually does.

And here we go, 20 interesting facts about me:

1. I always chew my medicine pills or capsules before swallowing them. I know they are damn bitter, but I just can't swallow them directly.
2. I was born as a very small skinny baby, but now I grow up...chubby. 
3. I have never used contact lenses because my eyes are so highly sensitive.
4. Power Rangers are my heroes. I've always been dreaming of becoming ranger pink, until now.
5. I can sing a song without knowing the whole part, only by listening to the first few second of the song. But strangely, this can only work well for Church's songs.
6. When I was still a fetus, my mom was told by a priest that I was a boy because this priest foresaw me as a mischievous little kid. And he was partly correct, I was born as a girl, but I was as mischievous as any other little boys.
7. My mom was almost having baby (which was me) in the car, on the way to the hospital.
8. Believe it or not, my life is briefly repeated every three years.
9. I had my head and chin sutured 3 times, my elbow fractured and my face scarily scratched and ripped all within 2 years.
10. Every time I wake up, I rub my face repeatedly and this habit is contagiously copied by my brother.
11. I am a cry-baby. I easily cry over simple matters, like birthday surprise from my friends.
12. I name almost all of my gadgets.
13. I love writing. I have been writing stories and novels since I was in 4th grade of primary school, but I never finish any.
14. When I like a guy, I tend to be less talkative.
15. I believe that by listening to the songs that remind you of something bad over and over again, your broken heart can be healed, slightly.
16. I can be categorized as Banana, meaning I am Chinese but English educated and I barely follow Chinese tradition.
17. I slept during watching Fast and Furious and Avatar.
18. When I am tipsy, I tend to be silent. But when I am drunk, I will screw anything nearby and laugh for no reason.
19. I can't take a nap around Maghrib time, because my mood will be just dropped. I haven't discovered why.
20. I snore and sometimes talk in my sleep.

FIUH.

I spent almost 4 hours finding these facts. 

Does that mean I don't know myself that well or aren't I interesting?

Gotta go, and see you tomorrow with day 2 blog challenge! :)

30 Days Blog Challenge

It is time to make up with my dear forgotten blog.

I randomly viewed some blogs on the internet and I was interested doing this 30 Days Blog Challege, posted by Vivie (find her blog here).

What is 30 Days Blog Challenge?
It is just a small project for amateur bloggers so that they (well, we) can post our writings on regular basis, if you follow this challenge. Basically, I need to share 30 different 'stories', based on the challenge.
And here we go!
Day 1: Self-introduction, with recent picture and 20 interesting facts.
Day 2: Your sibling(s).
Day 3: What makes you happy.
Day 4: Your first love and your story.
Day 5: Your role model.
Day 6: List down close friends in Malaysia and short words about them.
Day 7: Favorite movies and TV shows.
Day 8: Things you don't leave the house without.
Day 9: Place(s) you have ever been to and where else you want to travel.
Day 10: Your dream wedding and future children's names
Day 11: Your opinion about your body and how comfortable and uncomfortable you are with it.
Day 12: Your ideal husband (but don't get too dreamy!)
Day 13: Things you are afraid of.
Day 14: Post a photo of you at the moment (don't try to tidy yourself up!)
Day 15: A picture of you last year - how much have you changed?
Day 16: Unforgettable moments.
Day 17: Guilty pleasure.
Day 18: Favorite music.
Day 19: Five strengths and weaknesses each.
Day 20: Biggest disappointment.
Day 21: Hidden talents.
Day 22: Put your iPod on shuffle, first 10 songs.
Day 23: Favorite food.
Day 24: What stresses you out?
Day 25: What are you thinking right now?
Day 26: Songs that have hidden stories behind.
Day 27: Nicknames.
Day 28: Something you wonder "What if...?" about.
Day 29: What do you see in yourself in the next 10 years?
Day 30: A picture of yourself this day and 5 good things that happened since you started the challenge.

Hosh hosh.
It took quite a long time to set this challenge up. I even needed to ask Christofel's help because I am stuck at this. =P

And here we go, Nadya's 30 Days Blog Challenge!

Bye Monash! :)

SO MUCH TO WRITE!

I cheated on this blog with my travel blog recently. Hahaha. Sorry, bro.
It feels like when I am about to write here, all the deep thoughts are just coming out from my head.
However, what I needed in the couple last days was happy thoughts.
So, sorry. I am now back to this blog.

Anyway, the biggest news is TODAY IS MY LAST DAY OF EXAMINATION IN BACHELOR DEGREE.
For God's sake. Akhirnya gue sampe juga di titik ini. Di titik dimana lu jadi semi-pengangguran. Kenapa pengangguran? Karena gue belom dapet official result gue. Masih ada kemungkinan ngulang next sem (choi-choi-choi *ketok kayu*), walaupun kemungkinannya kecil. Amen.

Temen-temen gue yang lain kaya Jetink, Lia, Ley, Ivan ma Richard udah kelar beberapa hari sebelom gue. Dan begitu gue tanya mereka gimana rasanya setelah ngerjain exam terakhir, katanya... rasanya beda.
It was a different freedom that they felt. I could not feel it till I experienced it myself.
Tapi, begitu keluar dari exam hall, all I felt was... disappointment. Subject terakhir gue adalah Food Microbiology. Dibilang susah, ya susah. Soalnya mesti ngapalin nama-nama microorganisms dan spoilage on food dan food borne illness. Muter-muter dan mejret. But I studied and memorized them, with all brain capacity that I had. But, it turned out, soalnya beda banget dari yang gue bayangin. Bisa sih, tapi nggak gitu yakin dan I'm pretty sure I won't score high in this subject. Padahal gue aim minimal D. Tapi pupus sudah harapan gue. :(

Dan, pas gue sampe rumah, David (remember my good friend), bbm gue dan ngabarin kalau nanti jam 12 ini dia bakal off to London buat ambil master dia. Rasanya, campur aduk. Gue berasa waktu jalan tu udah kaya  Speedy Gonzales (inget kan tokoh mini toons yang larinya kaya flash?). Rasanya gue belom sempet napas dan menikmati hari-hari gue sama temen-temen gue, tiba-tiba aja gue udah harus pisah.

To be honest, I am having a hard time now.

Gue kelar ujian tanggal 19, dan bakal berangkat ke Tioman tanggal 22 malem. Jadi practically gue cuma dua setengah hari buat farewell sama temen-temen science gue (Sandra, Elvis, Willy, Novita, Nukke), Gibon, Richard, Evelyn, Kris, Velia dan entah siapa lagi. Karena tanggal 26, most of them udah ciao semua.

Shoot.

Perpisahan nggak pernah enak yah?

Dan gue dari kemaren udah ngebayangin gimana sedihnya pisah sama mereka. Mereka yang tiap hari nemenin gue, bikin gue ngakak, ngehibur gue kalo lagi sedih, ato simply be there for me, harus mau nggak mau melangkahkan kaki dari hidup gue.

Tau sih, kita harus keluar dari comfort zone supaya lebih mature lagi. Tapi berat cuy.

Ah, udah lah. nggak ada gunanya galau-galau juga kan? Just enjoy my time with them :)

Here is a short movie about my university, Monash University :)

Lazy Sunday :)

It is almost near study week of my last exams on my final semester.
These days, I feel like... everything is mixed up in my head.
I've been thinking about my plan after graduation. I have applied to some companies here, in Malaysia and Singapore, but so far, there was only one interview job.
I'm pretty sure life's gonna be tougher after graduation.

I know I have lots of things I need to do and think about, but I wanna reward myself for one day off.
And I choose today.

I've been spending my late noon by looking at Grey's Anatomy Season Finale 'Flight' in Youtube and Google, hoping that I could find new spoilers for this last episode of season 8. Waiting until Friday (well, this movie is aired on Thursday night in US, so I can just download it on Friday night) just simply kills me. Been told that all the main characters are in life-threatened due to plane crash. Shoot. I'm just hoping that one character that will die in this episode is not my McDreamy a.k.a Derek Shepherd. This show is no longer worth to be waited if Shonda just kills him, for McDreamy's sake.

And when I realized no new spoiler, I moved to watching Sonia Lee's wedding video with Andy. Sonia is known in Jayesslee, with her twin sister, Janice. I looked at their wedding photos and they were all sophisticated. I could feel the magic behind all smiles, all decorations and the wedding itself. Don't blame me if I was imagining my own wedding too =P.

I was curious who was behind these all magnificent photos. It was actually Australian young pretty photographer, Jenny Sun. You can find her blog here. I was completely amazed with her blog. With her layout, with her photography, and with her writing.

There was a special section for 'Travel'. This led me into thinking, "When am I going to travel to Europe?"

Traveling to Europe has been my dream since I was kid. I am always left speechless and jaw-dropped every time I see anything, culinary, old buildings, winding street, people, arts, attractions, simply anything, related to Europe. I've been dreaming of standing in front of Eiffel, riding a gondola in Venice, praying in the Basilisk of St. Peter, getting thrown chocolate and flowers in German, watching football match in Portugal, visiting Madame Tussauds in UK, taking pictures in front of Colloseums, and bla bla bla bla.

I was born to enjoy the beauty of the world. I really really want to travel there, someday.

But then, something popped up in my head when I was looking at Jenny's wedding photography.
When is the best time to travel?

I always imagine to travel to Europe with my good friends, not with my current family or my future family. I couldn't imagine going to backpack to Europe with my mom and dad or with my husband and children.
I just could not.
I want my first experience traveling to Europe with my good friends.
Of course, since now only Sylfester, Ley, David, Topel, Lia, Erick, Jetink, and Ivan that are in my mind, I imagine I will go to Europe someday with all of them. But who knows? I once imagined going to Redang and Perhentian with my old friends from CIMP, but it turned out, I was going with my new good friends. These people I love so much.

Who knows I'm going to meet other good friends out there who will accompany me traveling? ;)

My Life is a Blessing

Oke.
Sebenernya gue HARUSNYA mengerjakan lab report Food Preservation di library.
Tapi instead of doing that, gue malah ngobok-ngobok blog orang.
Dan salah satu blogger yang gw obok-obok blognya adalah Mikhal Anindita (found her blog here).
Mikhal ini temen satu batch di school of science. Bedanya gue ambil Food Science and Technology, dia ambil Biotechnology.
Dulu, gue masih sering bareng sama dia pas first year. Tapi setelah kita pisah major, jadi makin jarang bareng.

To be honest, gue diem-diem ngefans sama dia HAHAHAHA.
Satu hal yang gue suka (well, from what I read from her blog) dari dia adalah she always tries to be grateful for whatever happens in her life. Yaaa, memang sih gue bisa dikategorikan tidak terlalu deket ma dia, tapi gue suka cara pikir dia yang selalu berusaha buat ngeliat segala sesuatu dari sudut pandang positif. :)

Gue adalah orang yang typically melancholic. Kalo lagi kumat, melankolisnya bisa ngalahin grup band emo.
And that's why most of my posts here are gloomy.
Insecurity and Negative Thoughts are like my middle name.
Gue dulu paling susah sama yang namanya bersyukur.
Well, I am getting better. Gue bener-bener berusaha SEKUAT OTAK GUE buat bersyukur, buat melihat segala sesuatu dari sisi positif, walaupun susah, karena standard otak gue udah negatif. hahahaha.

Padahal, kalau mau dipikir, my life is completely a blessing.
Dibalik semua masalah gue, sebenernya gue adalah orang yang blessed.
Masalah gue juga kalo dipikir-pikir bisa dibilang nggak sebesar masalah temen-temen gue.
Kalopun ada masalah besar, SELALU ADA ORANG yang nemenin gue. keluarga gue. temen-temen baek gue. :)

Gue punya keluarga yang gue tau sayang sama gue BANGET.
Bokap yang galaknya kaya gatot kaca, tapi diem-diem hatinya lembut dan perhatian.
Gue masih inget gimana kelabakannya dia waktu gue patah hati. gimana dia telpon gue sehari tiga kali buat make sure gue nggak bunuh diri. Dan gimana dia pas meluk gue dan diem-diem netesin air mata pas gue nangis-nangis bombay.
Nyokap yang PALING PENGERTIAN sedunia. Nyokap yang selalu back up gue. yang selalu nasehatin gue dengan nasehat-nasehat yang nggak gue bisa temukan dari orang lain. yang selalu ikut seneng kalo gue ikut seneng. yang selalu berkorban buat gue.
Adek cowok gue yang bisa merangkap jadi adek, koko, sahabat, pacar, semuanya. Adek yang nggak pernah ngajak ribut. adek yang nggak pelit. adek yang selalu dengerin gue kalo gue lg stress. Adek yang sebentar lagi jadi laki-laki hebat. <3

Dan nggak terbatas soal keluarga, I have GREAT and SUPERB friends here.
Ika, my twin sister. Yang selalu nemenin gue setiap gue drop. yang mengerti gue disaat gue nggak ngerti diri gue sendiri. yang selalu bikin gue ngakak. yang bisa jaga rahasia, even my darkest secret.
Lia, Gibon, Jetink, Ley, Stella. My girl friends. Yang mau nerima semua kedodolan gue. yang masih sabar ngadepin gue yang sering nyebelin. yang selalu denger keluhan gue. yang mau nemenin gue kalo lagi takut sendirian. yang selalu bikin gue ketawa. yang selalu ngasi advices. yang bisa diajak gila-gilaan. yang bisa membuat gue merasa bahagia. :)
Sylfester, David, Ivan, Topel. Anak-anak markas yang selalu dengan tangan terbuka (yah, walaupun mungkin dengan terpaksa) menerima gue yang dengan seenak udelnya mengobrak-abrik rumah mereka. Yang baik banget. yang banyak banget ngebantuin gue. yang bisa ngebuat gue ketawa ngakak ampe nangis. yang bisa bikin my dreams come true.
Erick, si snowman berlesung pipit yang gila. yang udah baik banget ngajak jalan-jalan terus. yang nemenin disaat gue butek. yang bikin gue just simply smile :)
Marsel. Yah, walaupun si engkong satu ini udah ciao ke Jepang, dia nggak bakal pernah gue lupain. Semua ke'jahatan' dia, semua advices dia, semua bantuan dia. I miss you Sel. *by the way, if ANGELA NATHALIA happens to read this. trust me i miss your boyfriend so much, in friends term lho yaaaaaaaaaa! peace!*
Richard, si bawel yang secara tidak sadar membantu gue buat jadi lebih baik dan lebih dewasa :)
Dedek n Nukke. My classmate, my teammate, my gossipmate, my workmate yang lucu-lucu. kadang gue sering ngerasa jadi emak lu pada deh. secara badan lu berdua kaya kurcaci, dan gue kaya raksasa. hiks.
Nicky. my ex. Gue yakin banget nggak semua orang bisa ngerti status hubungan gue ma nicky. Kita masih sedeket dulu waktu masih pacaran, tapi bedanya sama sekali nggak ada feeling. Aneh? Gue juga ngerasa aneh kok bisa sampe ke stage ini. Stage sahabatan sama mantan. :)

Dan dari semua yang gue alamin selama gue di Malaysia, gue merasa bahagia.
Gue bisa dapet kesempatan ini itu. Bisa sempet ngerasain:

• Kampanye buat student association (walaupun akhirnya kalah polling)
• Monash ball!!
• Liburan kesana kemari, terutama my last holiday to Redang Perhentian
• Internship
• Be a little wild ;)

Dan masih banyak lagi. Masih ada banyak hal baru yang gue alamin disini. Yang enrich and improve myself.

Ah udah ah, gue sentimentil banget kalo lagi berasa grateful gini. :P

OKAY NADYA. GO BACK TO YOUR WORK.

Coincidence

Coincidence is one of the strongest evidence that world is small.
Well, I believe that.

I've never undergone such awkward coincidences before I stepped into college life.
My friends and I are coming from many places, many countries. But still there is this red line that connects us.

It started two weeks after my arrival in Malaysia. I accompanied my friend staying in her house in Casa Subang. We had a long night conversation till she told me that she was in a such complicated relationship. She was once being cheated on by his boyfriend. His boyfriend had 8 girlfriends for Pete's sake. Panda (my friend's name) was one of them. At that moment, I tried to recall my memory. My junior high school friend once told me that she was also being cheated on. Who imagined that Panda and my junior high school friend were being cheated on by same guy? What a small world.

Then more coincidence happened when it came to my 'twin' sister, Ribka Julia. The first thing that brought us closer is the purchase of our cameras. We were on our second semester in CIMP and we took Computer Technology as one of our subjects. Since photography was included in the syllabus, we were advised to buy our own camera. My dad bought me a Kodak M73 camera digital with silver colour in Jonas Photography when he went to Bandung. I was truly surprised when Ika showed me her camera. It was exactly same with my camera. The difference was hers was black, whereas mine was silver. And couple days later, I found out that she even bought the camera in the same shop! =.="

Started from there, almost everything happened in my life happened in Ika's life too. It was like having someone  like yourself in slightly different situation. Too bad I could not recall one by one (because there are too many of them!). But if I remember any of them, I am gonna share it with you guys!

Not only with Ika, but also with other friends. I have a good friend and brother here, named Yohan Marselinus. I was getting closer with him lately, around one year ago. We never talked much before, since we only met after the mass in church. But who imagined we came from same elementary school? He was my senior and he went to same church with me and even worse, he once had a crush on one of my best friend's sister! Ck.

And I was more amazed when I met Katarina Siena. She was one of my good friends when we were in elementary school. We used to hang around together when we were in 5th grade.
One day I read her twitter. She said she missed indomie so much. That 'tickled' me a little bit. 'She must be somewhere outside Indonesia', I guessed. So, I direct-messaged her, asking where she was. And who thought she was having internship in Malaysia? And I was even more surprised when I found out she lived near my apartment!
Then we planned to meet in Sunway Pyramid. I missed her so much. We were close back then. It was good meeting your old friend. But it was even better knowing that she was Marsel's cousin. =.="
I was like... wth, man. In the middle of our conversation, I told Katarina that I had a friend in Malaysia, that came from same elementary school with us (Marsel, I mean). He lived in Witana Harja. She replied, "Well I have one relative living there too. And his name is Marsel. Maybe your friend is my relative! Who knows?" Then after collecting proofs from both sides, Marsel and Katarina, it was true that Marsel who was my friend was Katarina's cousin. =.="
Apparently, they are not cousins by blood, but by marriage and they barely know each other. But after I connected them, they eventually got closer. :)

Relating to Marsel, there's one more thing that shocked me much. During last holiday in Indonesia, I tidied up my room by sorting out old stuffs. I found a photo album and a newsletter of my outbound camp in Sentul, 8 years ago. When I was looking to the camping participants, I noticed one face that looked familiar to me! And suddenly I realized that might be Marsel! I bbm-ed him right away, asking whether he was in the camp or not. And guess what, he was! I still remember clearly that I once met a friend named Marsel from Canisius and I never imagined that Marsel was Marsel that I know now!

Until now, I am still waiting more coincidences to come between me and Marsel because I believe there are more! :)

More story happened recently. Remember when I posted about David's farewell? After sending David out from Lagoon View, I helped Sylfester's friend, Sarah. She was about to move to LV but the room was not ready. So meanwhile, she put her stuffs in Syl's unit and I helped her since I had nothing to do. To be honest, I didn't have any feelings that she might come from my past (tsahhh...).
In the next day, when I went to Syl's unit, Syl told me that Sarah asked about me whether I ever took an English course in ILP or not. And I said yes. Sarah told Syl that my face looked familiar. And it turns out, Sarah was my old friend when I was taking an English course in ILP. Sarah and Dinda were my closest friends in ILP back then.

Surprised much? :)