While studying in University, I have to live outside my hometown and move to BSD, more like a suburb area one and a half hour from Jakarta. I live in a house with 4 other girls who I barely knew (at the beginning). All three of 'em are fellow Prasmul students and the other one is from Binus Alam Sutera. We became friends at some time, living together makes us hang out together more often than others. From 5 girls expanding to a bigger group consists of another 6 (or more, I forgot) boys, we named ourself the Medan Sableng. Since then, life is full of dramas and taking sides. At the end of the semester, the girls moved to another housing and dorms (without telling me) and the Binus girl, which is one of my closest friend, moved, earlier than other though. So, I was left alone with other 4 empty bedrooms.
I made another new friend with my classmate from Bandung and she moved in with me. We became close and we had each others' back, I did enjoy her company. Things happened and she decided to drop out of Prasmul and I (left alone, again) have to find another friends to live with. Thankfully, two girls from my class inform me about an unoccupied room in the housing they're staying at and I moved in with them. I feel very grateful for their kindness and they accept me and love me for who I am. As a newcomer, I become closer to them and living with them feels just feels like home.
I made another new friend with my classmate from Bandung and she moved in with me. We became close and we had each others' back, I did enjoy her company. Things happened and she decided to drop out of Prasmul and I (left alone, again) have to find another friends to live with. Thankfully, two girls from my class inform me about an unoccupied room in the housing they're staying at and I moved in with them. I feel very grateful for their kindness and they accept me and love me for who I am. As a newcomer, I become closer to them and living with them feels just feels like home.
You might not get the story that I'm telling you, but I hate having to adapt to a new condition and different group of people. It's not fun and it takes a long time and process for me to trust new people I'm living with in each semester. Because of these experiences, I begin to have trust issues with people. Friendship in university is nothing like high school.
I really hope things won't change in the 4th semester. Please, stay the same, for awhile.
"And once the storm is over, you won't remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won't even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won't be the same person who walked in. That's what this storm's all about."
- Haruki Murakami
XOXO,
nna
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