Monday, June 30, 2014

Hi Depok,

Kita bersama lagi -untuk sementara-

Balik lagi ke kekacauan lalu lintas, polusi udara, orang-orang yang terlalu awas dan waspada
Balik lagi ke rumah yang sejuk dan adem dengan bunga-bunga kamboja yang sedang berkembang
Balik lagi ke pelukan Ibu yang sudah lama dirindukan
Ke canda dan tawa teman-teman yang hangatnya sempat terlupakan

Untuk sementara

Karena mimpi-mimpi lain mulai muncul seiring dengan berakhirnya petualangan itu
Petualangan penuh makna di masa remaja

Mungkin langkah selanjutnya lebih pendek dari sebelumnya
Atau bahkan lebih jauh lagi
Siapa yang tau?

Sekarang adalah waktu untuk menikmati semuanya
Meresapi semua nikmat yang saya punya

Sebelum pusing karena kelas 12
Haha

Surprise welcome home dari xevenovica hari pertama gue di Depok itu sweet bangeeeettt. Banyak balon2 dan makanan Indonesia. Bersyukur banget dikasih temen slash keluarga kayak xevy. Dikasih kesempatan sama Tuhan untuk merasakan indahnya ukhuwah kita :****

Besok ke Bandung dong sama Vima, ngunjungin Febri plus jalan-jalan sekitar kota kembang. Ga sabar, euy. Si Nadya juga udah balik ke Makassar setelah sempet nginep di Depok dua hari. Nanti giliran ana ke Makassar kapan-kapan ngunjungin dia. Aduh mereka itu my sisters; yang satu Minnesota-bound, yang dua Bogor-bound. Udahlah, hands down, sayang mereka banget 


ini foto lebaran 2013 pas lagi orientasi di Washington, D.C. Rambutnya masih pendek-pendek wkwk



Wednesday, June 18, 2014

Farewell, Minnesota

Minnesota, my home.
The coldest winter, the sparkling snow, the fabulous reddish trees along St. Croix river in fall

Lakeville, my home
The nice people, biking path everywhere, fresh air, Lake Marion to bike along, sit by or boating.

The Noreaults, my family.
Mom, Dad, Caleb, Jacob and Taylor. 

Lakeville South, my school.
The warm atmosphere, the busy halls and the mighty cougar

Marijke, my best friend.
A true drama queen, an awesome listener and a professional driver



Farewell, Minnesota. I will see you later.

Thursday, June 12, 2014

18 tahun

Melanjutkan tradisi menulis tentang hari ulang tahun... Tapi untuk pertama kali nulisnya beberapa hari setelah hari H karena lupa -_- Sama sekali ga inget untuk ngeblog tentang hari ulang tahun, padahal udah ngelakuin ini dari empat tahun lalu. Mungkin tahun depan bakal lupa lebih lama kali ya... Yaudah, jadi sekarang gue berumur....

Jengjengjengjeng

18 TAHUN!!!

Astaga. Mimpi apa gue semalem.

18 tahun disini berarti udah 'legal'. Udah ga dibawah peraturan orang tua lagi. Udah menjalani hidup dengan pillihan sendiri. Udah bisa ke casino dan gambling (btw, ini request gue ke ortu buat main casino. Tapi berhubung gue tiap hari ada acara sampe hari keberangkatan, plus gue udah pernah ngerasain casino di Senior Party, ga terlaksana deh)

Gue keluar kamar dan menemukan sign 'Happy Birthday' yang unyu di sitting room. Emang Mom paling excited masalah gituan <3 nbsp="" p="">
I had my last presentation about Indonesia that day at a senior living house. Pertama jalan kaki ke rumahnya Winnie di bawah gerimis hujan berangin. Sialnya gue pake celana pendek dan kaosan, jadinya agak2 dingin gimanaa gitu. Ke rumah Winnie dulu buat ambil sepeda soalnya hari sebelumnya party di rumah Winnie sampe malem dan gak mau pulang naik sepeda jam 10 malem dingin2. Begitu sampe di rumah Winnie dan pake jaket, topi dan kacamata yang gue tinggal di sepeda, eeh mataharinya keluar -_- cacadh banget -.-

Senior living housenya jauuuuuuhhhhhhhhhh banget. Ampun deh. Gue telat sejam dan ngos2an. Sebenernya kalo dibandingin Depok ga ada apa2nya sih; gue bersyukur banget disini gue ga keringetan kayak di Depok wkwkwk. Tapi tetep aja abis ngelewatin the worst winter in decades terus ke panasnya matahari jadi harus adaptasi lagi.

Terus abis itu nonton film sama Taylor. Pas ditengah2 film kedua, Dad manggil dari ruang makan, suruh kita kesitu. Taylor excited banget tuh, narik2 tangan gue, peluk2 gue. Gue masih sempet2nya buka sweatshirt yang kebesaran sama rapihin rambut dulu wakakakkakkak. Ternyata ruang makan dihias pake balon dan kertas krep terus ada kue dan cupcake warna-warni plus hadiah2 ulang tahun. Yaampuuuun terharu banget. Padahal orang tua gue ngajak gue trip ke Disneyworld sama Florida pas Spring Break sebagai hadiah ulang tahun ke 18, dan gue ga expect hadiah2 lagi.... Speaking about Mom yang excited tentang apapun dan bintang keberuntungan gue yang ngasih mereka jadi keluarga gue.

Dapet satu tas isinya segala pernak-pernik scrapbook lengkap, terus gift card visa yang bisa gue pake di bandara nanti buat beli sesuatu (gue tau ortu gue ngasih ini karena mereka expect gue gapunya duit lagi pas hari terakhir gue disini wkwkwk). Terus ditengah2 buka2 kartu ucapan dan hadiah, gue bilang kalo gue bakal nangis. Terus Mom bilang sesuatu tentang 'the last gift' tapi gue ga nangkep Mom bilang apa.

Eh, pas kado terakhir gue buka, yang mana isinya buku tentang perjalanan gue dari awal nyampe Lakeville sampe akhir tahun, udah lah gue mulai nangis kejer. Mom bilang, gue bisa baca nanti aja kalo gabisa baca sekarang. Terus gue tambah nangis. Mom peluk gue, nenangin gue yang kejer. Pas udah selesai nangis, gue liat Taylor sama Dad juga ikutan nangis -_- Bukunya tuh kayak surat dari keluarga ini buat gue, tapi done digitally. Cover bukunya says 'When Ninis Joined Our Family 2013-14' sama ada foto gue berlatar salju, terus sampul belakangnya surat buat gue dengan latar belakang foto Caleb lagi menghadap bendera Amerika dan Lake Marion yang gue ambil last summer. Aduh pokoknya terharu banget deh gue.

Gue beruntung banget bisa menghabiskan umur 17 tahun di Amerika, di kehidupan baru yang penuh pelajaran dan sarat makna. Bisa menghabiskan puncaknya masa remaja dengan orang-orang hebat dan dapat pengalaman-pengalaman yang ga kalah hebatnya.

Sekarang gue udah 18 tahun, udah dewasa muda. Makin banyak tanggungjawab dan makin tinggi ekspektasi. Makin banyak harapan untuk masa depan, terutama yang terdekat: kuliah.

Well, gue masih punya setahun lagi untuk menjalani tahun terakhir SMA sebagai kelas 12. Gue bakal kerja keras untuk mendapatkan apa yang gue mau. Nggak mudah, tapi bisa.

Life won't get any easier, but I'll get tougher. Semoga di tahun ke 18 ini bisa lebih baik dari tahun-tahun sebelumnya. Amiin.










Second-to-last Week

I went to Senior Party after graduation. A lock-in party at school started at 9.30 pm and ended at 5 am. Party all night long and it was SUPER DUPER FUN!!! Oh My Gosh. So first I didn't sign up because I wasn't sure about an all night party like that. What if I got bored in the middle of the night? But Kaitlyn assured me to signed up. Since it was so expensive ($85), I asked the front desk if I could go for free and yes! So I had Senior Party for free, and there I went the night of graduation. I went with Marijke and stopped at the gas station to buy energy drink. I don't like energy drink; they are too carbonated. At least mine was.

We were the last one to come; the door closed at 10 pm and we barely made it. There were LOTS of games --casino, mini golf, wheel of fortune, wrestling, sumo, bingo, ping pong, laser tag, etc. We had to do each of them in order for us to participate in the door prize and it was so fun!! I didn't realize the time until we had to go to the gym at 3 am for the door prize. They had LOTS of iPad minis, TVs and Beats headphone, but I didn't get any of it -_- not my luck. Although I got Caribou gift card -which I gave to Cynthia since I'm not fond of Caribou- and $25 Target gift card which I used the next day to buy tracfone minutes. It's a very good deal considering that I didn't have to pay at all for the party.The last event was a hypnotist that actually hypnotized several people on the stage. It was soooo funny, I was laughing so hard with Marijke.

It was on Friday morning. I came home at 6.30 and woke up at 9. Slept for 2.5 hours after stay awake for almost 24 hours? Not good. I biked to Target and it was SO HOT I couldn't catch my breathe. I got home at about 12 then sleep until 7 pm. Marijke came later that night with her boyfriend; she went to the Caribbean on Saturday morning and she thought I left to Indonesia while she was there. She was gonna say good bye. I told her I would leave two days after she got home from the Caribbean.

Then  graduation and good bye parties that weekend. I got invited to, like, five grad parties that weekend but I didn't come to most of them. On Sunday evening I babysat with Sydney and Tanner; I got money yay! My wallet is too thin right now, any money would be very much appreciated.

Monday was my 18th birthday! I did my last presentation about Indonesia in the afternoon. I biked sooooo far to the other side of Lakeville to get to that senior house living. I answered their questions about Indonesia and danced in front of them. It was out of expectation; I expected a crowd and more responsive audience. There were only four ladies and three of them were too old to pay attention. Well, I enjoyed it a lot, though. At least I got the chance to check my bucket list before I go home.

I went on a campus tour at St. Olaf College this afternoon. It's a very pretty campus, up on the hill. It's located in a small town of Northfield; a very safe campus and friendly people. At least the people I met in admission office were very friendly and I like it. I have another campus tour tomorrow to Macalester College. I'm interested in both of that colleges. Well, let's see what the future holds for me.

It's exactly a week before my flight to Washington, D. C. I told Mom that I didn't feel anything about that; I'm not anxious about going home. It's an abstract thought, thinking about 'going home'. I spend my day with things to do everyday and it hasn't hit me home... Yet. Maybe because I know deep down that someday I would come back and visit Lakeville? I don't know. I don't want to think about it either. I'm excited about the idea of being able to eat pempek and bubur ayam, for sure.

I probably should finish my scrapbooks and pack more things. Bye.

Monday, June 9, 2014

Last day of school

Last day of school, I wore the senior shirt with 'KISS OUR C14SS GOODBYE' on the front. Came early because of the senior prank, they need lots of car to block the parking lot so underclassmen couldn't park. With just-wake-up Marijke barely listened to my story all the way to school.

We shared our work this semester in Journalism 2, but it turned out seniors told their stories about the beginning of journalism. My eyes watered that hour, I inhaled deeply, a lot. Journalism 2 was so much fun and I learned a lot.

When I got to history class, mr. Ring gave me the final sheets with a white envelope and instructed me to go to the library. History is a class for sophomore and they are gonna have their finals after seniors' last day of school. There was a letter in the envelope; a reply from mr. Ring. For English 11 class, we had to make Letter of Appreciation for anybody at school, and I made one for mr. Ring. 

I was crying whilst reading the letter. The tears streamed silently. How lucky I am that I got to meet a great person like mr. Ring. He is such a dedicated and passionate teacher and I'm grateful he is my teacher.

In the end of 6th hour, Lakeville South has tradition for seniors to bull run around the school and ended up in the commons. There was drum line performed there, we chanted just like in football games, we boo-ed the freshmen because they suck, we celebrated because we are graduating from high school! 

......

Well, kind of. 

Anyway, it was the last day of school and I have exactly two weeks left here. 

But

I don't feel like I'm leaving. Everything feels normal.

My room is as messy as usual, Taylor is as sassy as usual, everything is the same. Except Marijke. By the way, she is going to the Caribbean as her graduation present and I'm so jealous. And she is going to Europe, too, in summer. 

It's 1 am in the morning, and I have to sleep and get up at 6.30. I'm gonna cook Indonesian dish and bring it to school, give them for the staffs and teachers. I have graduation practice at 9.30, and I have no idea what we are doing. Then come home by myself because Marijke is going to the senior brunch, which I'm not.

It's two weeks left and it doesn't feel real. Like... Really? The idea of going home is abstract.

I mean...

Here is home.