2014 in a medium nutshell

In the end of 2013, I was excited yet worried as hell because the next year I will turn 20. As a normal people (on my age), I made a structured, long yet realistic dreams list. Now in the end of 2014, I am so happy that only few of them I didn't achieved, even I got more than what I expected. So happy and grateful! As a page I dedicated as a remembrance for myself, I would like to look back how well and memorable 2014 for me.

I started 2014 by finishing my duty as an Assistant Director UNHCR Council for Padjadjaran MUN 2014. The Director was Abdul Razak, my college mate which later I recognized as one of the best colleague. I was not alone, the two-others assistant are Raafi and Anisa. Here I have to finish a study guide for topic "The Dilemma of Responsibility towards Refugees". It was tense, disconcerting as hell, but so fun! I am so proud that I can make it until updated study guide published around March or April. I didn't feel I lost the holiday moment, though. Instead, that holiday I was considerably productive. Another tense moment was the d-day, the Committee Sessions on May!!! That was my first time, sit in front of very skilled delegates, taking notes on their speech and chairing. I spent almost three months practicing, but still, I can suddenly die at the moment if I am alone. I am totally blessed that I can learn and get that opportunity. At least I have something to tell to my children. *winkwink*

Among those things, I am so happy that I could enjoy a week in Jogja with my friends there, and of course with A. We planned everything almost perfectly, and I got a very success surprise fine-dining birthday for A. *happy birthday!!!* Yes! We had fine dining, travelling around Jogja, eat this and that, until Mt.Kelud erupted and sent volcanic ash to Jogja. *sad* Fortunately, we could go back to Bandung safe and sound. All I can say is, February is a real month of love, where everyone shows their love and they are loved. So does the other months, it's just more visible on February. Hahahahaha.

Yeah, we got a lot of job this year, dude! So many!

Just before PadMUN started, Ojak (a darling nick for Abdul Razak, no, it's just fucking his nick) offered me to join Substance Division for PNMHII. PNMHII stands for Pertemuan Nasional Mahasiswa Hubungan Internasional se-Indonesia, and this year (2014) held in Unpad. I was excited when he offered me the job, but yeah, you know what 'substance' people do? We are finishing substantial matters for the event. Everybody knows that. *poker face* But, Ojak divided the group into two: the people who works for the national seminar, and the people who works for another agenda (Scientific discussion, Joint statement forum, and forum assembly). My job was as a liaison officer for two speakers of two different seminars in different days. This is, honestly, my first time and it was driving me crazy!! You know, just the liaison-officer-stuffs. 

I think people should get bored if I tell how happy I am to not being a teenager anymore. Leaving age 19 is so fun that I never imagined. Do have one-two minutes to read it here The Second O. Yes, I indeed very blessed and lucky to not feeling alone on my birthday. Thank you darling, thank you friends. My happiness of the year doesn't stop here, as I can meet my best two buddies, Timmy and Naadaa. They're home on summer and that was perfect! I could have a day-out with Timmy which is so fun, I could talk to him like literally everything, and seeing him in a better shape. I am glad to the core that I could also spent a day for Naadaa, accompanying him shopping 'til his last minutes in Indonesia. All in all, I cannot find a proper word to show that I am extremely happy to meet them. Lucky me to live currently near to Jakarta so I could meet them anytime we could. *insert sad-happy emoticon here*

2014 is the year of the committee. Besides the business of PNMHII, I recklessly joined Social Week, an event by BEM FISIP Unpad. I feel so guilty because I didn't work as I should, hehe. I shouldn't voluntarily join anything that I am not into later. In November, ladies and gentlemen, PNMHII successfully made the class canceled for the reason that almost 70% of the students of IR is the committee of PNMHII. *smirking* And after PNMHII, comes Padjadjaran Diplomatic Course, where I stand as the head of the committee which means I should coordinate all the things to make sure the agenda runs perfectly. Alhamdulillah, I have a great and passionate team so we made it! On this month also, I am both feel blessed and trusted, yet slighty burdened by the new responsibility to be the supervisor for Padjadjaran MUN 2015. Yes, I am on Putdam's position this year, the Director General. I still not fully confidence to supervise the team, but sure I should and could cover it. To any committee of PadMUN 2015 who's reading this, I am hardly need a very good cooperation so it can be a much more success than PadMUN this year. Amen for that.

On the last month of 2014, I am not that busy, but quite occupied by KKN thingy. I don't know how it will be, how does my group get along, because I only hope that I will be easy for this. Besides, losing my phone is not a big issue since I am. yeah call me a lucky lil' lady, who easily got new much better-and-free smartphone from the tv quiz. Yes. I am under God's blessing along the year and life. What can I say anymore? Oh yes. Another responsibility, slash, big responsibility because Ojak, once again, asked me to be his Secretary as he won the election for Head of IR Unpad Students' Association. Happy? Of course! Proud? More than that!

When I'm writing this, I still doesn't have new year wishlist. My wish is that the next year could be so much fun and bless and fortune just like this year. I wish that all the job and responsibility could be fulfilled smoothly and well. Amen

Thanks For The Good Memories, 2014!

Happy New Year 2015! May God Always Be With Us and Bless Us.

I miss the scent of the newly mopped dorm-floor, I miss looking at the forest at dawn from the window, I miss the noise, I miss my friends, I miss living at dormitory...

aku kangen kalian, 

anak-anak House Rhino batch 1, 2, 3

anak-anak XIIIPA3 alias Siaga

anak-anak kamar A2-3

anak-anak Filomilo

anak-anak English debate, pemandu sekolah, pemandu kota Malang, broadcast..

aku kangen bu Uyin, pak Dadang, ibu-ibu dan bapak-bapak satpam lainnya

aku kangen bunda Nunuk, student advisorku

aku kangen bu Vida, bu Fina, pak Anang, dan perawat lainnya di klinik

aku kangen Miss Novi, Miss Vina, pak Ali, bu Pra, pak Dibyo, Miss Anis, bu Ledy, bu Endang, semua guru-guruku

juga Mas-mas catering, penjaga sekolah, supir-supir yang setiap hari ngurusin kebutuhan

aku kangen liatin kalian mondar-mandir ngga lepas dari pandangan.

Lima tahun, lima tahun sejak aku kenal kalian semua

Mungkin, bosan juga dulu dengan kegiatan sehari-hari

Bangun, sholat subuh, antri mandi, kalau antriannya terlalu lama ya makan dulu

Kalau antriannya terlalu lama trus cuma nitip anduk dan balik ke kamar minta dipanggil nanti

Antri ambil sarapan juga kadang panjang banget, kecuali Senin dan Kamis, soalnya ada yang puasa

Untungnya, selama tiga tahun ngga pernah rempong pagi-pagi setrika seragam

Walaupun sesekali iya pernah

Dua tahun awal, setelah siap-siap pasti langsung turun, baris di lapangan

Sempat per house, sempat per kelas, sempat per angkatan

Lalu naik bis, menghabiskan sekitar 30 menit perjalanan, dipake tidur

Atau dipake baca buku karena semalem cuma cukup untuk ngerjain PR

Di tahun terakhir, sudah lengkap 3 angkatan, sudah pindah asrama

Kebiasannya jadi siap-siap, trus dipamitin Nanik, Nia, Wulan, Ais, Widya karena mereka berangkat duluan

Dipamitin dan ngga lupa disalamin, dicium tangan

Beberapa menit kemudian giliran nanya Mbak Mei dan Fajri "Udah belum? Yuk berangkat! Kuncinya jangan lupa"

Keluar kamar, liat temen-temen yang juga mau berangkat, bareng-bareng turun

Sekolahnya ya disitu, di dalem lingkungan asrama, jadi jalan.. jalannya ya ngga sendirian

Sampai di sekolah, duduk, langsung buka buku meriksa tugas atau belajar atau simply keluar kelas, ngobrol.

Too bad kelas 3 bukanlah tahun dimana aku semangat belajar.

Dua tahun awal, setelah bel, hari Senin masih harus siaran plus tambahan materi broadcast

Satu hari lainnya, harus ikut ngurusin tanaman-tanaman di Green House

Hari lainnya langsung pulang, istirahat di kamar atau diam-diam pergi jajan

Lalu IGCSE Examination di tahun kedua

Tahun ketiga, pulang sekolah langsung mandi persiapan belajar

Ada dua hari dimana sehabis pulang masih ada kelas tambahan Bahasa Inggris

Belum lagi les GO tiap Sabtu-Minggu sore sampai malam

Belum lagi presentasi-presentasi univ, Try Out..

Dua tahun sebelum kemudian aku jadi mahasiswa

Tahun terakhir, tahun terakhir, tahun terakhir

Huft...

Class meeting, House meeting, Foto angkatan

Senior Trip, Prom Night, Graduation

Tahun terakhir yang begitu emosional

Yang begitu mendekatkan, mengharukan, membahagiakan, mendebarkan

Tahun terakhir dimana suatu waktu, aku memandangi bangunan asrama..sekolah..lapangan hijau..mercusuar..kebun buah naga..jembatan cinta..klinik..koperasi...

Memandanginya dan bertanya dalam hati "Apakah nanti kau kurindukan?"

Memandangi wajah demi wajah dengan perasaan "Kapan kita bertemu lagi?" "Apa kabar kau nanti?"

Tahun terakhir dimana rasanya ingin kupeluk erat lagi memori-memori di dalamnya

Tahun terakhir... dimana aku masih bisa kirim sms "Jam 7 kumpul house di depan gedung B"

Tahun terakhir waktu aku justru sibuk mempersiapkan Senior Trip dan Prom

Tahun terakhir yang lebih sering belajar sekelas

Tahun terakhir yang begitu galau dengan "Aku bingung masuk jurusan apa"

dan kemudian tersebar ke kota masing-masing

dah kemudian ada peluk dan tangis perpisahan

Dua tahun setelah itu semua, aku masih mengingat dan merasakan kenangannya

Aku masih merindukan seluruh emosi yang tertinggal dan kusimpan disana

Dan terkadang, aku ingin kembali lagi kesana, meskipun sehari takkan cukup

Kembali hanya untuk bertemu dan menyapa orang-orang yang dulu akrab dalam keseharian

Yang kini hanya ku jumpai sesekali waktu liburan

Yang kini hanya via sms, line, instagram, telfon, bahkan sekedar like di facebook teman

Aku merindukan kalian, di tempat itu, dengan seragam itu, dengan candaan khas kita

Teruntuk Timmy, Naadaa, Seza, Matthew, Epho, Andri, Pipit, Syida, Rio, Thaniya, Ucha, Unyil, Ari.

dan tak lupa Mei, Dea, Sita, Andre, Fira, Kecil, Aufa, Bagus, Feryca, Sekar, dan yang belum kusebut namanya.