How far have you been away from home ? how far have you been away and survive in the middle of the place you don’t even know before? how far can you handle yourself to face the situation in which you can recognize many learning point?. How far have you challenged your
limit and grown up?.
I want you to find out mine and take you to my two days experience yesterday.
I knew that 25th june was gonna be the day that I have to do something that I never imagine before. look, I am not the person who can stand away from home for a long time. I admit that I am absolutely dependable. I cant stay away from my mom and family for more than a month and I am not a girl who’s allowed to live alone, so never have I learned how to survive all to myself, even it is in my own country. So I thought that 25th june was gonna be the day that I couldn’t even imagine. I was going to have an internship in Malaysia which I have never been before for two months, ALONE. Look at that word. Malaysia is quite near from here, I wont get such a very big culture shock, and everything is gonna be okay, unless ; I am dependable, I never be away from home in couples of days alone, I am a girl who easily get afraid of everything. I am natural born spoiled, just so you know. I wanna skip the 25th june, but it happened actually. Being two months in the country I’ve never known alone.
I woke up in the very early morning, just make sure that nothing was left. I was miserable.. the thing is I could never imagine how could I face it. There was no the picture at all of what should I do. One thing in my mind was that I should face it no matter how. I couldn’t cancel the flight , I could not cancel the contract, I couldn’t cancel everything. So I just faced it.
The afternoon came, I was already on my way to the airport. In the car, my body was shaking. I was gonna leave my comfort zone for two months and face many obstacles that would happen to me. Being in other country all to myself for two months without any picture of the condition made ma afraid like a lot. That made me shaking. But I was on my way, tha car was taking me to the airport. Everything was gonna happen, willy – nilly. The choice is always be mine ; to grow up.
I was already in the airport. I was gonna take off at 5 pm. At 4 PM I was still able to laugh, pretend to every people who kept me company that time that I was okay, that I could handle everything, even I knew that they were afraid a lot. But I went on. When it was 4.30, after check in , airport tax and else, I decided to leave and sat inside. After this moment, I almost cried in the queue. I didnt know what was gonna happen and the point was that I was gonna miss bandung and miss my home totally. My neck was hurt, I finally cried and people were starring at me. But I didn’t care I was just sad like crazy. Two months away from home alone, it was insane.
I was in the airport. I didn’t see the person who should pick me. I was still using the Indonesian number and it was not active. I did not what to do. I could not reach the person’s number and I was in the middle of nowhere. I force my self to think. I bought Malaysian number, and call the person. You know what the person said? She said that actually she wouldnt pick me in the airport but I should take bus first to get some place and there she was gonna pick me. That was crazy because I did not even know anything about this. So I was gonna come back to bring my luggage but surprisingly It was not there. I was shocked and I did not what to do. I did not even know how to find my luggage. I even forget the shape and I could not find the difference with other luggage. When I was panic, suddenly one man came over me and asked me what was going on. I explained everything and he stayed beside me always until finally I could find my luggage. I thanks god many time that I found this man. I was all alone and my luggage was not there, it was not good at all. After that, he asked me where I was going but I told him that I did not know. The thing is I should go to the KL sentral to find my friend who’s gonna pick me up. He said that I could take the yellow bus that coul directly take me there. When I am going he said that he’s coming with me. I thought that KL Sentral was also where he was gonna go. But I was surprised that actually he should take train again to reach his apartment. So he went to KL Sentral only to accompany me. That was awesome. I thanked him many times and in KL Sentral I was waiting my friend in McD. Once I put my bag in the table and then because I felt hungry I ordered a burger. When I order it, I just could not find my wallet. I Have ringgits and US Dollars there and passport as well. I did not what to do , I was just shaking. I tried to search it one more time, but still I could not find it. Loosing my ringgits and US Dollars means I could not do anything even make a phone call to my friend. Loosing the passport means the end of the world. Also my ID Card and else. That was pathetic. I just gave it to God, whatever will be, just will be. When I went out to call some guard outside, finally I saw a black and big wallet in one of the table I used to be , I THANK GOD many times again for I found the wallet :D I wait for my friend until 24.00. Then she took me to her dorm , let me sleep there until in the morning she’s gonna take me to the shelter. What a day ! :D
Now I am here. I live in the shelter around Kuala Lumpur. I am gonna work as an officer here and also an English teacher for the children. As I arrived in the office, everybody welcome me so well. They are nice, they served me like the best. I have a roommate named Lily. She’s from Egypt and we’re gonna fight together until 10th august. I feel everything is fine so far. My room is comfortable, like I have said they serve me so well. Several times they said that if I need everything just call them. So far it is nice being here. I love this shelter. The children are cute and they just are so excited with me. They ask me a lot about Indonesia and especially the artists. LOL. But shame on you Ariel Peterporn , even the children here know you!. Shame on you. LOL !
The children are around 7 – 17 years old. They are totally cute. Since the first time, they kept asking me about everything, and we get used to be close, like really really close. I love this children like totally. Even it is still my 1st day I am here, but I couldn’t imagine the 10th august when I have to leave them. I am gonna cry so loud like a baby. I mean it, I really love these children. Most of them have asked me when I will come back to Indonesia, and when I said 10th august, they said that the first day of fasting day will be very much miserable because I am leaving :’)
The people in the office are nice as well. They always have a plan to bring me and Lily to some nice place in Kuala Lumpur, and also ask us to join them to their relatives wedding. I feel like a real family here, and I love it .
I woke up in the very early morning, just make sure that nothing was left. I was miserable.. the thing is I could never imagine how could I face it. There was no the picture at all of what should I do. One thing in my mind was that I should face it no matter how. I couldn’t cancel the flight , I could not cancel the contract, I couldn’t cancel everything. So I just faced it.
The afternoon came, I was already on my way to the airport. In the car, my body was shaking. I was gonna leave my comfort zone for two months and face many obstacles that would happen to me. Being in other country all to myself for two months without any picture of the condition made ma afraid like a lot. That made me shaking. But I was on my way, tha car was taking me to the airport. Everything was gonna happen, willy – nilly. The choice is always be mine ; to grow up.
I was already in the airport. I was gonna take off at 5 pm. At 4 PM I was still able to laugh, pretend to every people who kept me company that time that I was okay, that I could handle everything, even I knew that they were afraid a lot. But I went on. When it was 4.30, after check in , airport tax and else, I decided to leave and sat inside. After this moment, I almost cried in the queue. I didnt know what was gonna happen and the point was that I was gonna miss bandung and miss my home totally. My neck was hurt, I finally cried and people were starring at me. But I didn’t care I was just sad like crazy. Two months away from home alone, it was insane.
I was in the airport. I didn’t see the person who should pick me. I was still using the Indonesian number and it was not active. I did not what to do. I could not reach the person’s number and I was in the middle of nowhere. I force my self to think. I bought Malaysian number, and call the person. You know what the person said? She said that actually she wouldnt pick me in the airport but I should take bus first to get some place and there she was gonna pick me. That was crazy because I did not even know anything about this. So I was gonna come back to bring my luggage but surprisingly It was not there. I was shocked and I did not what to do. I did not even know how to find my luggage. I even forget the shape and I could not find the difference with other luggage. When I was panic, suddenly one man came over me and asked me what was going on. I explained everything and he stayed beside me always until finally I could find my luggage. I thanks god many time that I found this man. I was all alone and my luggage was not there, it was not good at all. After that, he asked me where I was going but I told him that I did not know. The thing is I should go to the KL sentral to find my friend who’s gonna pick me up. He said that I could take the yellow bus that coul directly take me there. When I am going he said that he’s coming with me. I thought that KL Sentral was also where he was gonna go. But I was surprised that actually he should take train again to reach his apartment. So he went to KL Sentral only to accompany me. That was awesome. I thanked him many times and in KL Sentral I was waiting my friend in McD. Once I put my bag in the table and then because I felt hungry I ordered a burger. When I order it, I just could not find my wallet. I Have ringgits and US Dollars there and passport as well. I did not what to do , I was just shaking. I tried to search it one more time, but still I could not find it. Loosing my ringgits and US Dollars means I could not do anything even make a phone call to my friend. Loosing the passport means the end of the world. Also my ID Card and else. That was pathetic. I just gave it to God, whatever will be, just will be. When I went out to call some guard outside, finally I saw a black and big wallet in one of the table I used to be , I THANK GOD many times again for I found the wallet :D I wait for my friend until 24.00. Then she took me to her dorm , let me sleep there until in the morning she’s gonna take me to the shelter. What a day ! :D
Now I am here. I live in the shelter around Kuala Lumpur. I am gonna work as an officer here and also an English teacher for the children. As I arrived in the office, everybody welcome me so well. They are nice, they served me like the best. I have a roommate named Lily. She’s from Egypt and we’re gonna fight together until 10th august. I feel everything is fine so far. My room is comfortable, like I have said they serve me so well. Several times they said that if I need everything just call them. So far it is nice being here. I love this shelter. The children are cute and they just are so excited with me. They ask me a lot about Indonesia and especially the artists. LOL. But shame on you Ariel Peterporn , even the children here know you!. Shame on you. LOL !
The children are around 7 – 17 years old. They are totally cute. Since the first time, they kept asking me about everything, and we get used to be close, like really really close. I love this children like totally. Even it is still my 1st day I am here, but I couldn’t imagine the 10th august when I have to leave them. I am gonna cry so loud like a baby. I mean it, I really love these children. Most of them have asked me when I will come back to Indonesia, and when I said 10th august, they said that the first day of fasting day will be very much miserable because I am leaving :’)
The people in the office are nice as well. They always have a plan to bring me and Lily to some nice place in Kuala Lumpur, and also ask us to join them to their relatives wedding. I feel like a real family here, and I love it .
On Saturday, I and Lily went to Kuala Lumpur to see some interesting stuff there. The shelter has a driver so the driver take us to the place where we can catch the bus. I love the bus, it is really different with the bus in Indonesia. It is absolutely clean and they don’t have a name, but number. I catch the Bus 70. It can directly take us to Kuala Lumpur.
After feeling enough having fun in the shopping center and found out that actually I don’t have enough money to buy things there (approximately the shoes and bag priced RM 2000+, this was insane!!!!). We finally moved to China Town which mean we have to take train again to the next train station, to Pasar Seni. I love this China Town much more than the shopping center in KLCC. Everything is cheap here. If the seller offer you the RM 100 for a bag , it means that you can get the RM 40 – 50 bag. It reminds me of CIMOL in Gedebage. LOL. Look, girls will always be girls. Love cheap things ! ;p I did not buy a lot of things. Beside I knew that it is the KW 1 things and I don’t really love branded things, it is like gambling. So I only bought the Anna Sui Wallet which I have been searching since I was in Bandung , with the RM 20 price. Quite cheap right ? oh I love this China town.
Lily bought so many things. She’s the real shopping freak in the world. She bought the two LV bags and a purchase, perfumes for her brother and father, Toys for her little brothers, and many thing else that I couldn’t remember exactly. What I remember, she spent more than RM 300 in less than two days.
It had been a very tiring day for me. This is my first day and I was just tired to adapt with the new environment, the people who cannot understand English and Indonesia so well, different foods although they are familiar with ones in Indonesia, the weather, and the way people treat me, everything need time to be fixed with me. But so far, it was such a nice experience. Especially train. I always love train so that much. Anyway, this was weekend , it means that we had not started the work yet. We were gonna start the work on Monday. Just cant wait to see and teach the children!.
I am here to change my self. To see the wide world , running away from all things I used to grow up. I let the world see me. I change my self , I change people everywhere, so that the world can change by our little step !
Dream was like a very high building. When we see from bellow, we create a thought of impossibility to reach the top. We wont ever think that we can reach it by jumping. We wont ever think that we can reach ot by flying. The thing that we have to do is open our mind and never stop believing. Close your eyes , jump , and you touch the top .
I am gonna start my journey from this twin tower. I am gonna create a time i change the world by giving impact to society start from this twin tower, to great wall, blue mosque, Eiffel , colosseum, until the world could be change from the very first step of something small I give to people in the rest of the world. J don’t you want the same?
GO EXCHANGE ! :D
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