Selasa, Desember 23, 2008

He Wants to Meet Kachiew!!

It has been 4 months since I studied in Universitas Pendidikan Indonesia (Indonesia University of Education) Bandung, West Java, Indonesia. I have so many new friends who always make me happy every single day.

Let me introduce one of my funniest friends. She is Citra Dewi Saraswati. You can call her Kachiew, but she will be happier if you call her “Kachiew Geulis” (Beautiful Kachiew). She is really tomboy. If you don’t know her, you’ll think she is a boy.

Do you want to know a funny story which involved her?

Okay, let me tell you. One day after Listening Class, I saw Kachiew was so busy with her cell-phone. She replied the message quickly and smiled. Hm, what was happen?

Suddenly, Icha—one of my classmates—said loudly, “Guys, Kachiew will meet a boy!”
“With who?” I asked.
“A boy who study in Faculty of Technique and Profession. He was in the same team with me when Orientation Week,” explained Kachiew.
“Oh my God… really? Cie cie . . .” I said.
“No, no… It’s not like that!” Kachiew rejected.
After that, Kachiew, Icha, Kidung, Yana, Chae, Dian, and I went to the parking lot in front of Faculty of Language and Art (out faculty). “The Boy” whom Kachiew would meet was there. Because my friends and I were so curious about “The Boy”, we had been pretending not to be Kachiew’s friends.
Four minutes later, there was a red motorcycle approached Kachiew.
“The boy is coming!” I said.
“Hm… nothing special about him,” Icha complained.
“Except the motor cycle, I think,” I replied.
After chatted about five minutes, Kachiew approached us with a book on her right hand.
“Guys, look at this,” said Kachiew.
“What’s that?” I asked.
“His English homework.”
“WHAAATTTT???!!!” We yelled together.
“Be quiet, guys! Let’s do this homework,” said Kachiew.
“So… he is…” Yana confused.
“He doesn’t miss you? He just needs your help to do his home work? Oh my God! That hurts, Kachiew! That hurts!!” I complained.
“It’s alright, guys!” Kachiew laughed.

So, after that, sometimes when my friends who are in the other faculties suddenly text me or call me, I always consider that probably they just want me to do their English home work. I don’t want it! Except they promise me that they will treat me Chicken Noodle someday! Hehehe… ~



Jumat, Desember 19, 2008

First Time at UPI , , ,


When I was second grade at 24 Senior High School, my friends and I participate in drama festival at Universitas Pendidikan Indonesia (Indonesia University of Education). I never had visited UPI before and I was so curious. After arrived at UPI, I swore that I didn’t want to continue my study there because UPI is so far from my house at Cibiru, Bandung.

But, I don’t know this must be called “fortune” or “bad luck”, I was accepted at UPI now with the major English Language and Literature. The next day, my friends—who accepted in UPI too—and I went to UPI for the registration. After that for the first time we explored the whole UPI. I knew UPI is big, but I was shocked that UPI is bigger and huger than my imagination! There are so many new buildings from each faculty (including Faculty of Language and Art, I study there) that makes me feel that I’m the lucky one who is able to study in this university. There is a unique garden too. It’s so quiet and matches for you relax your mind, chat with your friends, or just walk around there. And the mosque is so huge, unique, and beautiful! So, you can take a pray with peace, calm, and cool.

Moreover, when I knew that UPI is the 4th rank at the best university in Indonesia after Universitas Gadjah Mada, Institut Teknologi Bandung, and Universitas Indonesia, haha… I’m really proud because I can study inone of the best university! But, if I remember the journey from my house to UPI needs two hours and a lot of money, sometimes I get bored and tired.


Ranna on UPI's Logo

But life must go on! Every single day, I try to motivate myself. Hopefully, I can survive in this leading and outstanding university!