I rent a new room at a kosan near my work place. It's so unexpectedly near, thank God. Rumah Ungu: that's how they named it. Oh, the possibility of living by myself thrills me. You know, almost four-and-a-half year ago, I freaked out at the thought of living away from my parents. It was a blessing that I shared the room with a high school friend, Zera - we faced the new world basically almost just the two of us before Fara came along. And then there was Efa. And Kak Imel. And Kak Ncha. And Kak Sylvi. And suddenly I grew accustomed to that world. And now here I am, faced with yet another chance of starting a new world - thrilled, not freaked out. It's a huge step-up.
Speaking of an accustomed world, I had another one from which some of us graduated last August. And after some period where it seemed our clock stopped ticking (interview rejections, ignored CVs, self-doubts, complaints, me-times, karaokes), Dimas got himself a new job at a public relation company. Then Jessica and her marketing training (from which she finally resigned). Then me with my English-teaching profession. And just today, Fajar received an official statement that he passed the entrance exam for his Master program. He'll be studying social psychology - a good major for him, I should say, because despite his intense interest in the feminism, psychoanalysis, pop culture and philosophy we learnt in English studies, it didn't seem he truly fit in. I'm sure this path leads everywhere he's meant to be. Meanwhile, Marco helps his mother out at school in their neighborhood and Ruth is working her way with her translation projects. Our clock is back on track.
You know what? I used to think there would be no pause in our clock. Life was so amazing back at college, and that was only a term ago! But eventually it paused. I guess that's just how life is. You think the ride will never end, but it's a given that it will.
I don't know, could the others also think this way? Could Rendy, Efa, Rizky and Nirma also feel this way, too? Or will they find their clock halt to a pause, too, afterwards? And will they also find that this boat called life take you to unplanned places? I did. I believed I have mentioned how I had never pictured myself as a teacher, not to mention educator. Whoa, the burden on that word alone.
But, well, after all... doesn't it mean I'm starting a new ride to another new world? I might as well prepare myself. Who knows I might enjoy it even better? ;)
Or if I should fall, at my age, this ride can still be restarted and restarted.
But then again, let's just not wish for a fall. It's wiser this way.
Speaking of an accustomed world, I had another one from which some of us graduated last August. And after some period where it seemed our clock stopped ticking (interview rejections, ignored CVs, self-doubts, complaints, me-times, karaokes), Dimas got himself a new job at a public relation company. Then Jessica and her marketing training (from which she finally resigned). Then me with my English-teaching profession. And just today, Fajar received an official statement that he passed the entrance exam for his Master program. He'll be studying social psychology - a good major for him, I should say, because despite his intense interest in the feminism, psychoanalysis, pop culture and philosophy we learnt in English studies, it didn't seem he truly fit in. I'm sure this path leads everywhere he's meant to be. Meanwhile, Marco helps his mother out at school in their neighborhood and Ruth is working her way with her translation projects. Our clock is back on track.
You know what? I used to think there would be no pause in our clock. Life was so amazing back at college, and that was only a term ago! But eventually it paused. I guess that's just how life is. You think the ride will never end, but it's a given that it will.
I don't know, could the others also think this way? Could Rendy, Efa, Rizky and Nirma also feel this way, too? Or will they find their clock halt to a pause, too, afterwards? And will they also find that this boat called life take you to unplanned places? I did. I believed I have mentioned how I had never pictured myself as a teacher, not to mention educator. Whoa, the burden on that word alone.
But, well, after all... doesn't it mean I'm starting a new ride to another new world? I might as well prepare myself. Who knows I might enjoy it even better? ;)
Or if I should fall, at my age, this ride can still be restarted and restarted.
But then again, let's just not wish for a fall. It's wiser this way.
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