It’s been a while, a long while I did not write up what’s on my mind ever since everything was so unexpected. I don’t know how to express, may be the word “unexpected ” pretty much sums up what’s happening to me in couple months ago until today. As my recall, let’s say “Internship Final Report”. First of all, six days before the deadline, I had done nothing but its tittle. And second of all, I was really really freaking out because of that. But something unexpected came up, I don’t know what kind of power comes out to me that makes me eventually able to finish it in that six days, a miracle, perhaps.
As you know, I
am a senior year student right now, and a last-semester student to be exact.
Good news is I don’t have any classes anymore. But the bad news is
thesis-defense is waiting for me. According to the research study, if we’re
being under the thesis-defense circumstance there would be two possibilities
happen to us, the first one is “in the end of the 7th semester, you
already find out the topic you want to focus on, and already find out what kind
of research you want to do, and do it both straightaway without taking any
break, so that you could start doing your thesis asap”, and the second one is
“in the end of the 7th semester, you’d rather be at home or
wheresoever for taking a holiday –and
you have no idea how long you’d be– instead of finding the topic for
your thesis and doing your research, so that you would be late somewhat than
your friends to start doing your thesis” (Please notice, if you’re being in
this second possibility doesn’t mean you wouldn’t graduate in time and this two
possibilities wouldn’t guarantee you to graduate in time as well, it’s just
about “starting”). And in this case I
chose the second possibility. It means I’d rather be at home to take a break
first and I might be late to start doing my research and my thesis. And yes,
it’s proved.
Being at home
after 1.5 years –well, it feels like forever for me– was really amazing, I
don’t know, it was literally different. The way I felt amazing being at home
like this was the way I’ve never experienced before in my life time. I booked
the ticket two day right after the final exams of 7th semester
finished –which is the last-est exams in my entire life unless I take a magister. The moment I arrived at home, I found that my whole family, my parent,
my sisters, my nieces, my nephews, and my brothers-in-law were bonding together
in my house. And it was huge for me, I mean, it was something that rarely
happened. One of my sisters, and two her daughters (my nieces) and her husband
are actually living in Padang Panjang, because they are working in there. So,
usually if I come home I would not meet them, yet this time was different, as I
told you. I spent every single days at home playing together with my nieces,
and my nephew. They are really cute, pro-active, agile and smart and I am
really proud of it and it’s so great to see them grow up this fast. They even
make me laugh every day, and I can’t handle their cuteness. Sometimes I helped
my father at farm and cleaned up our old house, a house where we used to live
in before we moved out to our current house. And Sometimes I go traveled with
my best friends around the cities and to the new places I’ve never been to
before. Yeah, it was a perfect holiday, and seriously I’ve never been this way,
I was happy, like really really happy.
One month isn’t
enough for me to be at home. If I could have just one wish I’d be there for a
long time until I finally get bored (but I am pretty sure I’ll never get bored
being home, tho). I should get back to Bogor as soon as possible because we
still have a seminar class. Well, that’s not a real class actually, and it
doesn’t count as a class, I mean, it’s just a kind of preparation and briefing
for the presentation of our research's result and thesis and also the further steps
that we have to take. Honestly I hate it, my friend told me that class was
compulsory to be attended. But the fact, it turns out not really important. It
started at 8 am and will finish in less than one hour, and “obligatory
attendance” was just a threat. So it couldn’t be called as a class. It sucks!
Now, it’s been 3
weeks since I get back to Bogor. But still, I miss home so bad, as well my
family. I hope this feeling would be fading away as the time passed, but it’s
just the opposite. That feeling’s getting harder and even worse. I can't lie, sometimes I kind of teared up. This "missing-home feeling" is stronger than I ever felt. It may because I had an intimately quality-time with my family back then which I never get earlier, plus, I had an unforgettable-unplanned traveling with my best friends. Also, I get used to the crowd, I mean, the classes, all the noisy they made, all the mockeries, and all the exaggerate-thing they did, it literally familiar with me. However, all that routines has gone unfortunately, and it turns to be a goddamnit quiet and a humdrum-deserted daily life ever since I have no classes anymore. Everything is weird, obviously. That's probably one of million reasons why I felt homesick so bad.
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The strongest feeling I've ever felt !
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