3rd Day in Xin Jia Po (Singapore): Don't Get Wet, Get Lost. [Part 2]

Setelah di cerita sebelumnya kami kehujanan begitu keluar dari Mustafa, gambaran makan kari di Little India sambil menikmati indahnya sinar mentari pun luntur #yha terhapus lebatnya hujan. Okay. I love you, rainy day! I really do, but not that day. Semoga kali lain ke SG hari cerah berawan tak mendung. For people like us who traveled by foot (a lot), rain is such a bother (really). Hujan angin yang payung pun kadang nggak cukup buat menghadang... lumayan juga kemarin sepatu dan baju jadi korban.

Kembali ke hari itu. Akhirnya kami beli mi instan dalam cup di minimarket terdekat (lagi) dan nyeduh di lobi hotel. Hujan masih setia turun di luar sana saat kami mulai berpikir, harus ke mana selanjutnya. Gitta mau pergi ke Orchard Road, belanja buat mamanya, dan gue? I didn't feel like going to Orchard. I don't really like crowd. I don't really like shopping. So, Orchard isn't my style. Akhirnya gue dan Gitta memutuskan buat pergi masing-masing. Gue bakal bosen banget buat menghabiskan sisa hari itu di hostel. It was such a waste to spend the rest of the day doing nothing, apalagi cuma karena hujan. Bobo cantik mah di rumah sendiri juga bisa. Jadi, gue akhirnya memutuskan untuk pergi ke Alexandra Road. I need to check on the location of the church I'll attend on the next day and after that, well... maybe back to the hostel or exploring Chinatown for a bit. Itu rencana gue sebelum gue naik MRT, dan apa yang terjadi setelahnya? Bacalah~

It's Already--2 Years...

2 Years. June 19th 2009-June 4th 2011.

Today, I attended my cousin’s graduation ceremony. He studied at the same Junior High School with me. Just by looked at his face, I thought he didn’t have scared feeling, he was sure he’ll be graduated. And he didn’t cry when singing on the stage but when he came to her mother’s seat and hugged my aunt, after that, he cried and I saw him wiped his tears. I never saw he cried before. And when they sang ‘Yang Terbaik Bagimu’ from ADA Band, I was almost crying on my seat. Because I had a personal memory with that song (back at the time when my father was in hospital because of an accident).

Here's my cousin's photo when he hugged his mom :)

2010-2011 9th Grader

My friends performance

I met my old friends too there, we didn’t take a photo, unfortunately. And I can’t take a photo with my cousin -,-

It’s already 2 years. Do you realize that, friends? Time isn’t running but flying. I feel like, yesterday, I’m still in white-blue uniform but today, I’m wearing white-gray uniform. Yesterday, I’m still learning about Newton, but today, I’m learning about Hans Kelsen (?) We grow up.

Junior High School years, back at that time, there were so much memories I can’t forget ‘till today. When we had our fun time at Indonesia Independence Day Celebration, when we had a competition, when our class won a wall magazine contest in our school, when we cried together during graduation ceremony and many more. How can I forget about them? We are friends since 1st grader in elementary. We laughed, we cried, we smiled—together. We called our teacher ‘Mr. Panda’ together. We learned for National Examination together, we prayed together and cried really hard back at that time. And we were smiling widely when we knew that we’ve graduated! If some people said that High School is the best moment in our life, but ‘till today, I believe that Junior High School is the best one too...

Miss you a lot, friends...

During 'The Last (Love) Supper' before Examination :) (2008-2009)

Our Graduation Day