Holiday!

Yey!
Libur telah tiba....hatiku gembira....
hahahaha
sebenernya sih libur mulai sudah lama...
dan gue bete banget liburan ini klo ga ngapa2in..maka daripada itulah saya menulis blog ini....
ehem. gue baru akan masuk orientasi tgl 24 dan baru masuk kuliah Year 2 University tgl 9 Maret! masi lama banget! duh!
Jadi gini, ditengah libur ini, ada pembagian result. Tgl 9 Feb kmaren ini is the day. hasilnya lumayan. lebih bagus dari pada semester pertama di MIBT Indonesia. Dulu gue, 2 subject Pass, 1 Credit, dan 1 Distinction. Nah semester ini meningkat lohhhh....ga ada yg dapet Pass sekalipun. 1 Credit, 2 Distinction dan 1 High Distinction. gue aga kecewa ama yg 1 subject dapet Distinction, tinggal 3% lagi dapet High Distinction....tapi ya sudahlah...bersyukur saja, yg penting kan lulus smua dengan hasil yg memuaskan. AMIN....jadi gue ud lulus Diploma deh sekarang. Dan bakal officially graduated sebagai Diploma of Media and Communication by March 2009....karena emang ceremony graduation nya akhir Maret. fiuhh....nah skrg liburan neh ceritanyaaaa.....
duh gue harus bikin liburan gue ini bermanfaat. tapi gue ga tau harus apa. tadinya gue mo kerja part time deket2 rumah, tapi di deket2 rmh cari nya yg harus fasih bahasa mandarin. sedangkan gue? bahasa inggris aja rebet, apalagi bahasa mandarin...ga usah jauh2 deh, pelajaran bahasa indonesia gue dulu jg bbrp kali suka remedial....bukannya pesimis ato cari alibi biar ga kerja. tapi, emang ga ada yg cocok. Jadi, gue ga mo maksain diri dan stres klo ga dapet kerja...gue mo cari sambil jalan2, jadi klo ada yg cocok baru kasi resume/CV gitu. mmm...
Dan tiba2 gue kepikiran untuk bikin sebuah novel di waktu2 sekarang ini, dimana klo di rmh ga ada kerjaan dan ketika internet di rmh bikin keki dan suka mati nyala...
nanti akan gue publish novel gue di blog ini...hahhaa(kalo jadi), ok...
doakan ya...

From Melbourne with Love 3

These scenes are another stories of Me in Melbie...

Next scene:
I remember this scene happened when i was going back to my house after submit my design assignment. That day was so cold,but i was wearing jacket and short pants at that time. i was sitting in Box Hill station, waiting for the bus. I felt very cold, i crossed my arms. I saw one 40's guy looked quite weird, for me. And then, he also sat beside me. then he said, "Today is very cold yea...". I just smiled to him (I still don't feel comfortable to talk with strangers) and said, "yeah". "But, you are wearing short pants. it's really cold". I smiled again, i dunno what i should reply to him.

After that, the bus is coming. He also took the same bus with me as well. He sat in front of me. and he started chit chat with another people on the bus. I thought, this guy is really friendly person. He could open conversation with strangers easily. And i was shocked (not really shocked), he talked about me to other people on the bus. He said, "this girl is so small...." (i just laughed secretly, LOL, he doesnt know how old i am...) and then, when the bus arrived two bus stops before mine, he asked me, "U know which bus stop u should go off?". I really wanted to laughing at that time. i replied, "Yeah,i know. the two next stop is mine, i live near here". He said, "Oooh okay..." (He really thought that i was a kid - lost kid *anak kesasar*). and when i went off, i said, "Bye. Have a nice day..." and he replied, "Nice to meet u. Bye..."

Okay, next, i'll tell about my chit chat with chinese people. I mixed three scenes into one. These chinese people thought that i was Chinese.

Woman on the bus: excuse me, what time is it?
Me: it's bla bla bla...
Woman: Oh, thank you....Are you chinese?
Me: Oh, nahhh.....(Oz language to say no)
Woman: you're Japanese?
Me: No, I'm Indonesian
Woman: What? England? Ohhh, Indonesia...
Me: Yeah. But i could speak Mandarin a little bit.
Woman: Wow, that's good. ni hui jiang hua (you can speak Mandarin)...
Me: because, my great grand parents are Chinese. So, i can speak a little bit.
Woman: Ooohh, that's why u look like Chinese....
bla bla bla bla

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Old man who sit beside me in Box Hill Centro: Ni hen piao liang (You're beautiful)
Me: (Shocked, stranger talk to me suddenly) *smile* xie xie (thanks). I know 'piao liang' is beautiful.
Old man: (talking in mandarin, *I translate it*) are you a high school student?
Me: (I understand what he said, but i can't reply in Mandarin, so i replied in English) No, i'm university student.
Old man: Ni duo da le? (How old are you)
Me: (I want to answer this question in Mandarin, but i did'nt feel condident) I'm eighteen.
Old man: Ba shi (18)?
Me: Shi a... ba shi (18)...(suddenly, i remembered what eighteen in Mandarin)
Old Man: Ni cong nar lai? (Where are you come from?) Xin jia po (Singapore)? Malaysia?
Me: No, I'm Indonesian.
Old me: Oooo...Yi ni (Indonesia)...Ya jia da? (Jakarta?)
Me: Shi a (Yes...)
Old man: (still talking in Mandarin, *I translate it again*) Do you live here by yourself?
Me: Yeah. Wo de ba ba he ma ma (My parents) zhu zai Indonesia. I live here with my brother (ENglish and Mandarin mixed together....how cool is that?!)

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Man: (talking in cantonese, i dont understand at all)
Me: Sorry?
Man: Oh, you can't speak (cantonese). I thought you can.
Me: Sorry, I can't.
Man: The bus is very slowly today. But, on Monday till Friday it's very fast (we don't have to spend much time for waiting because many scheduled times for each bus).
Me: Yeah...it takes longer time than usual. Are u chinese?
Man: Yeah. I come from Hong Kong..
Me: O i see..I can speak Mandarin a little bit, but i can't speak Cantonese...
Man: OOOhhhh, i also can speak Mandarin, but i usually speak Cantonese. (and then he spoke in Mandarin with me) wo de ba ba shi bei jing ren and wo de ma ma shi Hong Kong. (my father comes from Beijing and my mother comes from Hongkong). Ni qi na li? (Where are you going?)
Me: (i dont feel confident to reply in Mandarin, again) i'm going home.
Man: OOohh... I dunno where are im going, i just want to travel. do you know which bus is going to city?
bla bla bla bla bla (it was a long conversation, and the bus already arrived, he was still talking to me)

Those examples shows that even i was not Chinese, people still want to chit chat with me..
Also, these experiences makes me feel happy, because of his thought about me. This example shows, it is okay if we want to open conversation and chit chat with other people. It could change their mood and bring something new. Also, everyday is not the same anymore, since we have another new things. Life is not boring anymore! Yeay!

From Melbourne with Love 2

Second scene:
errmmm... in Melbourne, "Thank you" is the most popular phrase. For some people, they always say "thank you" to the bus driver after they ride the bus. That is why, i think it's a good behaviour that we (Indonesian people) should adapted in our country. Let's take an example, have you heard someone says "terimakasih" to 'angkot- angkutan kota' alias KWK, Mikrolet, and Bus Metromini (public transports) drivers? I haven't.

For me, "thank you" words mean appreciation. Even it is a common little thing, it's worth. In my opinion, i feel better if someone says "thank you" for what i have done to them. I feel they really appreciate me...it feels great! So, that example shows me how common thing change people's feeling. It could change their mood as well. How cool is that?!

Third scene:
It was 2nd first week in MIBT. The class was over. I was ready to leave my computer lab at campus. Some of my classmates already outside class, since they are international students who mostly come from Asia, they only said "bye" to the lecturer or just leave without saying anything. And some how, i was trying to say "Good Bye. Have a good day. See u next week" to the lecturer, just like other Australians (They often say "g'day mate" or "have a good/lovely day"). It seems a long phrase, but i said it to my lecturer.

And the other weeks, she always remembers me (Even she always try hard to pronounce my name, but she remembers my face). When she called the roll, i was not at class (i was doing my toilet business at that time). But, she marked me present. She knows that the one who went to the toilet is me....It means she already knew me. This example shows me that another simple greeting has changed something. People could remember something different from you, even the simple one...

actually, i have other experiences. But, i'll tell u another time.....hope this post change your thought,,,and shows how small things can affect our life....

From Melbourne with Love

First of all,
I just want to share some of my experiences with Melbourne people (it includes local and other residents from other countries)...

First scene:
I remember it happened on Melbourne Day...There were a few buses operated at that time because of public holiday. Unfortunately, i had a class on that public holiday, therefore i knew the bus would come slowly than before. I was waiting at the bus stop in front of my house for more than half an hour, there was no bus at all (when normal day, the buses would arrive on scheduled time). "Oh my gosh, i have to arrive at Box Hill Bus Station earlier too, if i weren't i'll arrive late, and Lu (my lecture who are a strict person)will kill me...Oh No!" I said. I couldn't miss this subject, i'm afraid i can't get pass for this subject's mark. That is why i still stand at the bus stop and cross my fingers, i hope one (i only ask for one bus, please!) bus would come and take me to Box Hill Station, so i could take another bus route which passes my campus. Hahahaa.....45 minutes waiting, there was still no bus...

And then, there was an old car go to opposite direction from Box Hill, then it turned back to Boxhill direction and it stopped right in front of me, the driver opened his car window. He is an old man. He asked me, "Excuse me, i saw you many times waiting here for long time. I already pass this road for second time, and u still here. are u going to box hill?", i replied, "Yeah, i'm going to Box Hill". He said, "U can come with me, dear...I'll take u to Box Hill"...For one minute, i got uncertain feeling...this man is a stranger, he could have bad purpose...but, i saw his eyes, he looked nice and willing to help me....i convince my self, if there is something happen, i could run away from his car easily, he is an old man, anyway...i asked him, "Is it okay?", and he replied, "U'll be safe,darl..". After that, he took me to Box Hill. I think he knew about my hesitance, he opened the window and unlock the doors, more over he open conversation during trip. We were chit chat, he asked my name bla bla bla....also, he said he lives near my house. He was so nice and friendly. Wow!

This experience really "opens my eyes". In my home country, Indonesia, there are some people feel uncomfortable if stranger willing to help them. We always feel afraid and think, "maybe, they wants something (money) from us" or something like that. We often have Negative thinking instead of the positive ones. Perhaps, they are really willing to help. It doesn't mean we are not anticipating for the negatives one, but we can change our mind about other people. Let positive thinking comes first than the other!!!!