Moving on!

I was planning to type all my sad feelings out here.
But what if I focus on the positive side this time?


I am in Surabaya, Indonesia for my 3rd year - Discovery Year. This is where students are required to go outside of the university; abroad or local. The programmes are such as Students Exchange Programme, Internship, COP and so on. Mine is under SEP (Students Exchange Programme).

It was on 19th Aug 2016 (Friday), that was when I left Brunei to Surabaya. My flight was at night and my family and friends were there. None of the CT-ians came or at least wish me well? So does Mr. disappointment who asked me about my flight 3 times. Fuck that. Anyway, I did not expect to cry. For some unknown reasons, I broke down. It all started when I hugged my mom. I just felt sad. I hugged my sister, then it was a little bit of awkwardness for a moment because I did not know if I should hug my father or my mother first... It doesn't matter though, then I went to my mother and finally to my father. I cried like a baby when I hugged my dad and when he started to brush my hair. Oh my gawddd... Finally, I went to Fang and then to Mijah. Both of them couldn't hold back their tears too. LOL. Losers.

When I first arrived Surabaya... omg, I just ate instant tomyam and oats just now and now I'm hungry again. Sometimes, I wonder how many stomach chambers I have. Back to the topic, There were 6 of us coming to Surabaya, but the other 3 guys came only later. We were greeted by come volunteers and our buddies. It took about 45 minutes to arrived to our apartment from the airport.

My friend, Ir brought 5 luggage, Zir brought 4 and so was I. The volunteers had a hard time solving puzzles. When I say solving puzzles, we did not play puzzles on the road or in the car. What I meant to say was, he kept putting the bags in and out of the boot cause the luggage couldn't fit into the boot. It was a hilarious moment.

But before we were greeted by the volunteers, there were 2 to 3 older ladies "waiting for us" and calling us. They were so loud and were desperate. I stopped Zir and we almost went to them. Luckily Ir saw the volunteers holding pieces of papers with our names printed on it and with our Surabaya university's logo. Two things came into my mind when I saw the older ladies that called us. First, it is perhaps impossible for the volunteers to be that old. No offence though. Second, they were quite violent (as I mentioned 'desperate').


I guess I will continue again tomorrow. I have an upset stomach right now. Perhaps, it was because of too much instant noodles cause we were too tired/ lazy to cook. I miss my mom. LOL.