Goodbye Sophomore...

Then in July 2010, that's the end...

I'm saying 'Hello' to my 3rd year in college. Well, it hasn't started yet... as I'm in holiday now.

But, not really a holiday this time. I have work in the afternoon, so I got no choice or else, I won't get my paycheck, then I'll miss my students. Ha!

Just to remind me of something tougher that will come in the next 2 years, I got to be well-prepared. This August got to be the right month do it. And what is the preparation? REST! I need much rest that people think I do. 

Somehow the 'REST' moment going on makes me wonder of what has just gone by. It's been 8 months of 2010, so rapidly. Only 4 months left for completing my resolutions, that none has been accomplished.  Maybe there's no need to make resolutions next time. 

Before talking what I'm going to do with that (almost impossible) resolutions, I wanna share what happened during my sophomore year which was sooo busy as hell until I wrote less than ever. In my 3rd semester, I got so many field projects, like preparing print media production schedules, completing a tangible imaginary magazine, a couple of analyzes on news and internal magazines, and making a complete prime time news show, as well as those photography projects that I would never able be well in. Hmph....

It takes almost every day of our lives in the semester doing those shits. Actually those things were challenging things to do IF you got enough time to do it as a newbie. Although, you worked in group, it didn't change a thing. What's worse in working in group? If you got some people who pushed you too much and don't work, but they got the points for their GPAs. Hate that!

In the 4th semester, nothing changed a bit. It worked worse to me, as I go through it along my job, including the problems, tiredness, and all. Still, you got to handle those hard feelings every time I go to school. And this is the semester that make me occupied 24 hours. Lack of sleep is daily consumption. Sickness is a regular visitor. Interpersonal problem is a every day's mosquito! The worse project I got to be in was a documentary film project. How many people in a group? Whole people in the class! So there were about 30 something students had to work together. Yet, not all of them really 'worked'. Besides, I had work along, but I still showed my responsibility. Somehow, not many people will notice and appreciate that! As usual... Indonesians! You can't expect that they will respect and appreciate what you did if you can't give them routine shits to fuck their mouth and brain. Sorry... but it's true. 

For the film project, it's not only complicated, but have you wondered how much money did we need to spend? About millions. And do you know what was our object to film? A limb kid about 8-year-old who came from poor family and he worked with his father who was a bus driver. The point was to show the other side of the poverty and child exploitation and the link between those two. 

So how we got those millions of money? We tried to get some income by selling foods and soy milk. What's crazier? We sold our old clothes in Sabang road!!! It took 2 separate days there. And the second day, I didn't join the others, but some classmates said there was a insane foreigner who happened to be drunk and tried to tease some of the girls. In the first day that I attended, I remember exactly it took place at the same time at the opening of World Cup! Ugh, I missed it! And what's nasty, there was a guy who happened to be REALLY INSANE and NOT DRUNK but he kinda .... touched his 'secret and personal thing' in front us. Yeah... Jakarta, oh Jakarta! We were all girls and only 2 boys with us. But those 2 boys existence quite helped. 

It was an experience to me! I'm not into 'becoming a merchant' kind of person, so it was damn crazy to yell in the crowds, debating with some annoying customer about price, which I'm never good at, and keep standing for hours like Sales Promotion Girls. 

And... what happened in my Sophomore year, stay in my Sophomore year! 

I always want my college years just to go straight. My mom even more wants it so. In this Sophomore year, this is the first it went wrong. So, sickness ruined me too bad. I cannot attend the mid term test of one of the subject, which was my favourite, Writing class! The night before the test, I went home from work very late, and didn't eat enough whole day, and it had been also like that for a few days before. That night, I felt a great headache unlike usual, and my stomach after I took my dinner was badly ill. I thought it was going to end soon after I grabbed some rest, but in the next morning, it got worse. That day, i stayed at home, couldn't sit or walk, but I was kept busy within my sickness to check on my nephew and my Dad didn't care a thing to check on him, replacing me. 

When I contacted my counselor, they said that I couldn't get my make-up test, because I wasn't warded in the hospital. It cost me a debate with academic manager, ran to Campus A which is located about 500 metres away and running to the whole levels to search my lecturer and asked for help. What did he say? "Just contact the head of Division. That's all. I went work after that and called, the head said, she couldn't do anything if the counselor had said so. That means I lost 20% of my grade. I decided to quit the subject and enroll in the next semester. That way, I could get 100%. As the result, I would receive an 'E' for temporary and it would affect my GPA temporarily. 

What made it complicated? My sis told my mom. She's still in the States and knew that I was sick. She worried too much about me. She emailed me about 3 times about such thing, and as usual, she told me what I should do, and mad at me too, and bla-bla-bla. You know mothers.... They love their daughters way toooooo much!!! I didn't respond to those emails, until my bro asked me why I didn't respond, then it was his turn to mad at me, as mom emailed him too, saying she was really scared that I might get stressed on this situation, sickness and all. She asked him to get me some meal (more meals) and milk for my spare time.... You know, the point is... she worried too much! She thinks I'm never grown-up girl. Huh...

And the Sophomore... ends in July, rest in August. My new love started in first days of 3rd semester (September-October) and now ends in August (officially) again. After months fighting with those shits I have told you about, my love life was another complete shit. I lost my someone again. I can't say it's too early, he seems already commit with his new girlfriend and all. I believe he will propose that girl soon. As soon as my new story will be written down. About him and her, and me in between, as the virtual mistress. 

So, in the end, in this rest month... with the brokenheart moments and no school task to do in my head, it's time to listen again the last year's song, by Gotye, Hearts A Mess. 

Will post some more tomorrow...

-Reith ..and I'm only a piece of dust-