JOGJA 2!

Hey people… I miss you guys A LOT! Though I’m having a good time here experiencing the culture and people, I miss the fact that you guys are a (cheap) call away, that the food there has belacan ( my first complain about Indonesia, NO BELACAN MATI GUE haha!) and I can speak English freely (Siak, its hard saying everything in BI. It’s hard not to be able to lapse into English as and when I want to) I’m gonna try keep this short cus I’m going to Prambanan tmr so I need to sleep soon (its 12 am btw).


Let’s see, where do I start? School’s been fun, I really enjoy my one on one lesson with my tutors, discussing and exchanging ideas about our cultures and stuff. My friends in school are mostly my tutors cus it’s a small department and my schedule is really packed so I don’t really have time to merambu and make friends with the students. This morning I had dance class. I realize I AM SO NOT MALAY-DANCE INCLINED! All the lemah gemalai crap, yeah, I can’t do. My dance capabilities are limited to grinding, gelek-ing and bopping. I asked Mas Endru to help take some photos of me learning Tarian Puspita (it’s a kind of dance from Yogya) and in every single photo, I am not in sequence with the dance teacher. Astaga, kesialan beneran. Oh well.

I had kelas membuat jamu after that, GEREK KE PE! Best aku meramas kunyit, kencur dan segala macam rempah yang lain and step menumbuk and menggiling the stuff. My hands are a sick yellow colour from the jamu –making class hahaha! But I succeeded in making jamu kunyit asem and beras kencur, for glowing, smooth skin and to tambah darah respectively. It’s not bitter uh so dengan bestnyer aku meneguk beberapa gelas nyahahahah!

After that, I went to my homestay family ’s event. The daughter had her convocation today so their extended family had a get-together at one of their relatives’ house to celebrate her graduation. Makanan gerek beb! They even got a proper bakso seller to bring his cart (yang untuk jual bakso tu). ENAK BANGET SIIHHH! My homestay mum invited the guys from the hostel to join us *muka gembira, tapi maintain* I’m friends with them already hehehe. A couple of them are pretty cute *maintain Syaza maintain*

So jengjengjeng… MEN + Syaza . What do you think happened? When I got home, I went over cus I needed (step betul je’needed’ Syaza) a ride to the bookshop (more like borong actually. I burnt a major hole in my pocket cus I bought 10 books. Mampus. But then again I will have all the books in the world to read this hols yay!) I went to Mas Anton’s room first cus he’s the first guy I was introduced to at the men’s hostel tapi dia tidur aiseyman. Lantas aku macam kebingungan uh nak buat apa. Takkan nak menjerit “MAAAAASSSSS! Mas mana yang bisa nganterin gw ke toko buku siih?!” Kan macam anak suar tu. Nanti Mas Selamat yang datang ‘save’ aku *HAHAHA double entendre! Okay yang tak faham tak pe, aku dah best ketawa sendiri pun*

I decided to walk along the whole row and jenguk2 dalam bilik diorang uh. Most of them tutup pintu or bilik diorang gelap so I thought diorang keluar or what uh. Skali ada ni budak uh, one of the cute ones, ngan tgk tv ke main computer ke melancap ke god knows la. So dgn suara yang centil dan kegenitan membara aku pun tanya uh “Mas, malam ni ada acara ga? Saya mau ke toko buku, bisa dihantarin siih?” Melihat kemampatan aku yang terhingga (yes Syaza, but of course) of course la si mamat tu agree hahaha! I agreed to meet him like 1 hr plus later so aku boleh rehat+mandi+solat wtv la eh). Bila aku turun kan, aiseyman mamat dah mandi uh, dah sachok gila, baju smart, rambut basah, bau wangi (dia mandi minyak wangi agaknya uh. But it was a nice smell hehehehe *ketawa gatal*) Aku pun membonceng kapcainya bak mat and minah rempit. But not before kita kena kacau rabak dengan the other guys. The only thing I could say to the guys were “Aduhh siih Mas, saya cuman mau dihanteriin ke toko buku kok. Bukan nge-date!!! Mas bisa ikut kok kalau mau” As usual, aku tersenyum malu tersipu-sipu bak wanita Melayu terakhir while saying all that uh. Mentel nak mampus…astaga. Dari gi kedai buku, kita dah melencong pergi tah mana ceruk Yogya dah before having dinner. Kira2 balik, aku spent hampir 4 jam ngan si mamat cute tu. (Aku tak tau kenapa aku senyum kalahkan kerang busuk bila tulis ni entry. Okay fine, aku tau kenapa cuma tak nak admit) He’s 21, Muslim, berasal dari Jkt, now studying Mechanical Engineering at UGM. And cute. Very cute.

Okay enough of Mas Baik Hati. I promised you guys I will tell you some of the misadventures I have had here kan? Well, a couple of days ago I started receiving phonecalls and sms-es from an unknown person kata nak mintak berkenalan. Okay, itchy dick aside, WHO ARE YOU DUDE AND HOW IN THE NAME OF GANESH’S ARMPIT DID YOU GET MY INDO NUMBER?! At that time I just got my number seyh so I only gave it to my tutors. Aku cuma reply sekali uh kata aku not interested but he was so persistent, bilang aku nama dia la(Agung)entah apa la. Asal, saiz bola tak nak bilang ke pe? Kental uh nak berkenalan thru sms cam gini. He finally admitted that he took down my number when I went to buy the sim card. CB! Tak ada customer confidentiality at all. He kept sms-ing and asking why I nvr reply sampai aku dah tak le angz uh. I went over to the hostel and the first guy I saw was Mas Anton. Aku mintak tolong Mas Anton call ni anak sundal and tell him off uh, kata dia BF aku or what. Mas Anton call pakai number aku, si shialan tu angkat and put down when he heard a guy’s voice. Mas Anton called him again and maki hamun dia and alhamdullillah, si sialan tu dah tak susahkan hidup aku lagi.



So yes. Itu antara many. Nanti aku tulis lagi la kalau tak ada aral.

P.S // I called my parents and told them I was learning Javanese too. And my dad said “Oh nenek kau pandai cakap Jawa. Mak dia orang Jawa dari Indonesia pe “ WTF MOMENT. Sesungguhnya aku tak pernah tau. You never told me we have Javanese blood Ayah! SHINGZ.