Kepengen Belajar

Kalau menurut KBBI yang gue download di smartphone, bel-a-jar v 1 berusaha memperoleh kepandaian atau ilmu; 2 berlatih.

Belajar, dari kata dasar ajar. Apa sih belajar itu sebenarnya? Rata-rata orang mendefinisikan kata belajar itu sebagai berangkat ke sekolah dan ke kampus, mengerjakan tugas/PR dan sebagainya. Tetapi seiring proses belajar di sekolah itu kita bisa tahu kalo belajar itu tidak sesederhana orang datang ke sekolah, mendengarkan guru mengajar, kemudian mengerjakan tugas sekolah, pulang membawa pekerjaan rumah, tapi ada juga belajar dari apa yang kita jalani di kehidupan ini. Misalnya belajar bagaimana cara menyeberang, hal ini tidak diajarkan di buku-buku sekolah, tetapi belajar dari bagaimana kita masuk di dalam masyarakat dan beradaptasi dengan lingkungan.

Gue itu merupakan tipikal orang yang suka penasaran sama segalanya, ya kalo kata bahasa anak sekarang itu kepo. Gue sangat suka membaca, baik itu baca buku, baca blog orang, baca timeline dan sebagainya. Dulu waktu kecil, gue selalu dijejelin majalah Bobo sama ibu gue, walaupun gue nggak ngerti apa yang ada di majalah itu, tapi gue penasaran terus gue jadi semangat belajar baca supaya gue bisa baca majalah itu, umur 4 tahun, gue udah bisa baca. Walaupun nggak disadari, ternyata kebiasaan yang selalu gue lakuin sampai sekarang ini turut menyumbang ilmu dan wawasan yang cukup luas, mayan lah, seenggaknya kalo orang ngomongin ini itu, bisa nyambung, dan nggak terkesan bego-bego amat, padahal gue cuma tau di permukaan aja sih.
Akhir-akhir ini, gue lagi penasaran pengen belajar solo travelling. Sepengen itu. Sering sih gue jalan-jalan sendirian tapi ya lingkupnya cuma di Jakarta, paling jauh ke Bandung. Beberapa bulan terakhir ini gue mulai menyadari kalo jalan bareng orang-orang yang belum klop banget tuh rasanya beda, seakan-akan pas lo travelling, segala macam sifat tersembunyi lo keluar semua, byaaar. Dan gue cuma kaget dengan sifat bermacam-macam orang yang gue temui itu, mulai dari yang pas berangkat hahahihi pas nyampe haha doang pas pulang udah………………. Ya begitulah, susah banget buat nyocokin karakter diri sendiri dengan karakter orang yang mau ga mau harus jalan bareng. Dari berbagai hal yang gue hadapi ini, gue pun kepengen banget belajar solo travelling. Enak banget gitu, gak perlu arrange jadwal sama orang lain biar bisa jalan bareng, gak perlu tunggu-tungguan, gak perlu rempong ngurus ini itu, ya nyocokin aja sama diri sendiri.
Zaman sekarang sih sepertinya untuk menjadi seorang solo traveller gak perlu khawatir amat, peta banyak, angkutan umum banyak, GPS tinggal akses aja, nggak akan nyasar istilahnya. Tetapi satu hal yang masih jadi pertimbangan untuk ngelakuin itu adalah orang tua, ya ibu bapak. I dont blame on the situation, really. Mungkin mereka khawatir untuk melepas sendiri anak perempuan satu-satunya ini yang paling cantik (iyalah adek gue cowo) untuk berkeliaran sendirian di luar rumah, kalo jalan-jalan di Jakarta yang deket-deket sih boleh-boleh aja, tapi kalo minta buat ke luar kota gitu tuh rasanya kata-kata “Iya yaudah kamu hati-hati ya di sana, nanti kabarin kalo udah sampe, atau nanti di jalan ditelpon bapak.” susah banget keluar. Pertama pasti “Kamu pergi sama siapa? Orangnya yang mana, temen di mana, mau ke mana aja, ngapain aja” dan serentetan pertanyaan lain yang semakin meruntuhkan keinginan gue yang udah di ubun-ubun rasanya. 
Kalo ngajak orang lain, gue cenderung nggak enakan, masalah utamanya adalah gue orang yang random. Kalo gue ngajak “eh jalan-jalan yuk” pasti pada nanya “mau kemana fan? naik apa? emang di sana ada apa aja?” blah! gue sih pengennya nge-random aja sih, yang penting bawa duit, ntar juga mau kemana-mana nya gampang. Apalagi tinggal di Jakarta yang notabene ibukota, segala macam bus/kereta itu pasti ada yang tujuan Jakarta untuk pulangnya.
Jadi bagian mana yang harus gue perkuat, izin ke orang tua untuk bisa solo travelling, atau mencari travel mate yang klop? Dilemma.
Kepengen Belajar

Dieng, Dieng–A Place Called Home Part 2

How was the trip? Asked one of my friends. I just responded with laugh, and here’s the story!
When i arrived at Faid’s house, it was dark (yeah it’s already night) because his house is located around 1800 m above the sea levels so it takes about 1 hour from the market. Oh ya, it was so damn cold, like that “cold” cold that i have seen in movie. Here’s the picts:

Adit
 

 Gardu Pandang Dieng

We went to sleep at 10pm because we have to wake up early tomorrow morning to catch the sunrise. So damnnnnn cold, i even worn 2 jackets and 3 blankets and it’s still cold!

At 5am, Faid knocked our room to prepare ourselves and get ready for sunrise! Whoooa the coldness like i dont wanna touch and feel the water. Then, Faid’s mom has prepared us warm tea and cookies, i ate them all LOL

We went to Gardu Pandang Dieng by motorcycle, 1 motorcycle tagged by 3 people ehehehe because only Faid who can ride it :p i was eager to catch it since Faid told us that it’s golden sunrise and it’s so beautiful but im afraid if we’re late! Since it’s almost morning! But luckily, we still get it! Here’s the picts:

How was it? Very beautiful right? I was lucky to have an abilty to view this moment 😀

Dieng, Dieng–A Place Called Home Part 2

Dieng, Dieng, Dieng–A Place Called Home Part 1

See me again yeaaayyy. Entah kenapa kalo abis jalan bawaannya pengen sharing terus, biar yang lain bisa tau tentang tempat itu. Nah kemarenan, tanggal 26-27 November 2012 untuk pertama kalinya gue ga lebaran di rumah (malah di jalan) menuju suatu tempat yang bernama Dieng! Iya Dieng yang itu bener 🙂

What comes to your mind when I say 15 degree Celcius? It must be so damn cold! (in a tropical country if course) So this is it, the 2nd highest highland in the world! Dieng, yep it’s in Indonesia, exactly in Wonosobo, Central Java. IT’s a coincidental trip, honestly. In Friday, one of my friend, Uti, asked me wheter i wanna join her to Dieng or not on Thursday. Well, it’s like “What the hell is she thinking in the middle of mid test? Is she drunk? LOL” But, i was getting curious about it, it’s like my mind is breaking into two pieces, stay in Jakarta or join her to Dieng.
Dieng is a famous place but i havent been there before, and it’s like 4 day off from Thursday to Sunday. After i decided to go there, i asked my parents and they allowed me with my own risks, yayyyy the show must goes on!

3 day before the day come, my friend, Faid, who’s come from Dieng and we’re planning to stay in his house, booked us the tickets to Wonosobo by Sinar Jaya, depart from Pasar Minggu. Well, I was so excited! And coincidentally again, i got a take home test from my lecture to take a sunrise photo for my mid test, it’s like “wow”~!

On Wednesday, i packed my things up, all done, the jackets, cardigan, gloves, mask, warm hat (checked). Im ready to go to Dienggg, feel the coldness~~~

At 4 o’clock, we departed from our campus in Depok to go to Pasar Minggu by angkot, at that I felt that something’s wrong but i didnt know what it is. And damdamdam *drums rolling* i and Uti didnt get the tickets! Fakkkk! I feel soo limp, like, i have packed all my things and the tickets to go there just flew away. Faid and 5 of his friends who came from Dieng got the tickets, but they’ll stay stand and they offered me to buy one but i wont go by stand up for almost 12 hours. A super no! I know that im a lil arrogant but i just dont wanna sacrifice my feet and butts to pay full but stand huh So it’s ironic when the bus’s gone, but I and Uti still stuck in Pasar Minggu. Faid said that we can take the bus to Purwokerto first at the terminal, and then find a bus to Wonosobo. Well, at first, i became a lazy one, like a hopeless girl stuck at the terminal.

Hm….. After we arrive at the terminal, we asked to the people in there and so many tickets to Purwokerto have been sold too! Super duper hectic! but they said, that D*wi S*i Bus will be departed at 7 pm, and it’s the last bus, so we must hurry! And we got the ticket though it’s more expensive because tomorrow is Lebaran Eid Adha. Because I was so tired and confused about where to wait, i got an idea to wait at the Dishub office lol (good idea right?) The people were soo nice, we’ve been guided about the real condition in terminal and bla bla bla. At 7 pm, we’re preparing to take the bus because the bus’ll be departed, and we thanked them sooo much for letting us stay in their office and they said to always take care aaw so sweet.

So we took the bus, take a seat in number 31-32,ugh it’s souncomfortable, so narrow. I can put on my knees 😦 the traffic from jakarta to subang was the worst!! we’re getting stuck about 6 hours, can you imagine? There’re a lot of people who didnt get a seat, so they’re stand up or sit on the floor, yeah that was malam takbiran (night before Eid) so everybody wanted to go to their hometown.

At 9am, we finally arrived in Tegal, had a transit there to go to Purwokerto with another bus, but the free bus fro De*i S*i was sooooo full of people, even it’s the non AC one! Gah how could i spent 3 hours by standing to reach the destination? So we waited for another bus, 3  bus have passed and they all full of people! Look at the watch and it’s 11am, Goood i feel so disappointed with the services, when i asked to the people in that agent, she asked us to wait for another bus, ugh, would I? No!
I finally went to the back of terminal and grab a bus to Purwokerto, it cost 25,000 rupiahs or 20,000 rupiahs (Kurnia) and i do feel better because im getting closer to the destination. In 3 hours we finally got there, and took a bus to Wonosobo, named Cebong (Im serious) We got a seat, but there’re a lot of people hopped in to the bus and it fees like the bus will be explode in no time. So not human since the driver always took the people to get to the bus, what’s he thinking? i feel soooo emotional and the time ticked soooo long!!! Ugh i cant imagine how’s my face, my skin, never feel the water in almost 20 hours!
One by one passengers already reached the destination, but it feels like forever to us, my head felt so dizzy, hungry, thirsty and all the bad things happened to us T___T The bus which’s so full like it’s gonna explode finally left by the passengers, and we’re 6 left in the bus (both of us and another passengers). Finally at 4pm we finally arrived in Wonosobo. Can you imagine how free it was?
Like it didnt meet the end, we had to take angkot once again to reach the market where Faid’ll pick us there (Faid has arrived in Wonosobo at 8am, pity us). I really feel so nice because the weather is so good, and it was cool, in real meaning. About 10 mins finally we arrived at the market and we waited for Faid because he said that he was on his way. Not a long time finally we hopped on the car, we’re introduced to his father and lil brother, Adit. Nging nging nging because i was sooo tired, so i fell to sleep in no time, and when i opened my eyes, it’s raining.. Feel so cold, really cold.

Dieng, Dieng, Dieng–A Place Called Home Part 1

Tears down

Tears.. On a moody night. On a full-spinning head. On a busy day. On a heartbroken. On a graduation.
Tears.. They can come whenever you want. No need to wish upon. Or begging. They just come and come whenever you can feel it.
Tears.. Please always be there. Dont leave me in this emptyness. At least i amnot alone. But accompanying by you. My tears.. Thank you..
Tears down