Hi, to all the readers and likers!
Yes, I'm excited to share my new blog with you, it's been a really exciting process for me and i hope you like the new look! Personally, i miss old-school blogging, but I also recognize that tumblr is better from microblogging (in this era, exactly right?), mobile and looking out for some cool kids. Yes, as we know, tumblr is growing very rapidly and there are many new stories around it.
So, what's going on? I'm currently studying at University of Airlangga, Surabaya right now, majoring Psychology. Because a majority, I kind have a feeling that I actually prioritized college. I have to graduate early (+/- 3,5 years), and yes this is somehow still possible despite working so much. I'm going to work hard with this GPA, and I know, I'm worth more than a number on a piece of paper and my intelligence isn't only measured in that only paper.
And, how's the college life? Literally, nobody feels at home right away. In my opinion, everyone (including me) has a little trouble finding friend or finding a social life they actually find fun. Nobody as happy as they look, everyone feels that way. And i'm not expecting to find my real best friend one day, but I'll expect that it will take time to find my place. So, fake it until you make it. I know i'll find close friends also the fun activites, but it takes time, it won't happen right away.
Last but not least, I can't believe that I've been living on my own for almost a year now. And the greatest things about living alone is that I'm able to learn more about myself in the process. Old people said that we need to get out from our comfort zone, right? You know, I struggled at first, I didn't know how to deal with "homesickness". I returned to college after a long break at home or a long weekend, and I did feel homesick. But, usually, I tried to found the best cure was to stay busy and get back into a normal routine as soon as possible. Although homesickness give a bit conflict to my academic and social life, it was a good sign because as someone said "its okay, it shows that you love those you left behind". I just accept it, felt it and acknowledge it. I cried it out when I felt like I needed to. Once I get used to it, it's empowering. :-)
So, let's just begin!
