a perspective - III

the first time when i arrived at home, a whispering words of cakep from neighbor come to my ears. all i do is smile, not because i'm felt i'm good looking since i don't know the meaning of that word (now i do, and thanking people whom said that). :-) lifestyle in jakarta does changes me a lot in my way of thinking. i have lots of friends from school. and i quite active in school extra curriculum and activities. i found that friendship does simpler in here. maybe it caused by our age and we were young child. with them, i learn how to tease other, making jokes, learn my first bad words, and learn how to demand and about sharing with others.

time passing by us, i'm in middle school now. in here i've found my first group of friends, since there are some gaps between students to other. a genit teacher, a hard way teacher, a cuek one, and there's many more of teacher habit and style that i can describe in my school. i have friends that in those times when we are in one class, we compete in class's rank; who's the number one out of four. well, i quite miss those times.

at high school, i starting to devote my self in school's church. maybe i've learnt that god existence is more than i know that time. starts to do some mountain hike and camps activities. some places do amaze me about how great this god's creation in this world and everything in it. it was the first time i saw real falls, stepping into real rainforest, hiking to real crater and more that please my soul a lots. how we got road-sick and especially when some friends and i must spend more time on site that we've been surveying on because of bad weather. the greatest time that i can remember is when we all get back to jakarta at new year eve by rent a truck. well, a big one. i can't deny that each time when i remember that time, i started to smile. we all got truck-sick, since in the truck container lack of fresh air and the road was trembling all the way until entering the city. when each of us steps or jumping down when arrived on the spot, each of us looks like hell, dusted with vehicles smoke in dark grey and black and our hair looks terrible. knocking my house at almost 12.00 pm, countdown of changing year and after a quick bath, i break onto bed and wake-up late the next day. ah, what a vacation....