The Tigers Come at Night

Several years ago, I had a very weird dream. It was so weird I still remember it until now.

I dreamt of driving a car across the border of Indonesia and Germany.

And you know what, last Wednesday I entered Deutsch Botschaft and officially crossed the border between Indonesia and Germany. Dreams and reality are funny like that.

Every year, Ilmenau Technische Univesität sponsored a Student Week Conference in which they invited students from all around the world to congress and discuss certain theme. The year 2015 is all about “Responsibility: Dare to Change” and I will be among the 300 invited students.

To apply a position for this conference was by sending an essay about yourself, experience and how you’ll contribute to the cause. In my essay, I explained my internship experience in The Jakarta Post.  I described how it opened my mind to the responsibility and high-risk of being a journalist, especially as a journalist in an online world.

In the essay I explain how online journalism is the new black, it’s unrefined and eager to fault. It’s powerful, everybody loves it, use it, and it’s the most vulnerable of all journalism work. It’s just so easy to make a mistake and lead reader to false information. But most of all, it shows how being a journalist is about shouldering heavy responsibility. To deliver fact in the middle of hoax storm, that’s the work of journalist in this new era.

(Basically, I outlined Ben Parker’s infamous last words and secure a ticket to Germany, life as a Marvel fangirl is just awesome.)

I sent the application on December 2014 and received their invitation at the end of February. Preparations have been ongoing ever since.

Indonesia proves to be a worthy advisory, 20 Indonesian ready for deployment. Most of us are scattered all across the nation, and several bachelor students in foreign country will attend the event. If I’m not mistaken, we’re among the list of South-East Asian country who received the most invitation. There’s only one from Vietnam and a handful from Singapore and Malaysia.

As for us Indonesian, some reside in Jakarta, Bandung and Yogyakarta. Some resides in Malang and Lampung, and the bachelors are in Aberdeen, Taiwan, Istanbul, Japan and France. So yeah, we’re an interesting bunch of people and we make odd conversation in our Line group.

Monetary and Visa preparation was the trickiest of all. We’ve sent proposal to many companies and we’re still hoping for the best of luck. This sojourn will definitely dig a new infinite hole in my bank account, but it’s going to be worth it. I’m going to make every single experience WORTH it.

It’s the experience, travel and all the crazy dream I had years ago which excite me. Life is funny, it’s amazing and sometimes your wish upon a star was answered in golden glitter and a chance to make it happen.

I’m a major fan of Les Misreable movie, but I Dreamed a Dream has been my favorite song long before I watch the production. The tigers come at night, yet I won’t let them shed my dream to shame.

EF#5 – to write or not to write, is that even a question?

Oh dear me… This past week I’ve been rather negligent with the groovy English Friday challenge. I was busy with my report from hell, as I’ve dubbed it these past few posts. The final report about my internship experience was finally done and I’ve submitted it to campus.

Unfortunately, it means missing my chance to submit the fifth week challenge on time. But better late than sorry, so here we go!

What does BEC mean to me?

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EF#3 – alien in the crowd

Aloha third week of groovy English Friday challenge! I really love the community even if I’m mostly a silent reader in the WA group. Please forgive my inactivity since this past week I’m literary swamped with preparation of oral exam for my KKL. Thank god it’s over, and now I’m in the midst of post-exam report revision which turns out to be another level of hell…

Yet I’m still pumped up for EF’s challenge and here goes my take for this weeks’s theme: How gadget change my life

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A Cafe Moment

Beberapa hari terakhir ini, Jogja diguyur hujan. Dalam keadaan cuaca yang seperti ini, ibu memintaku untuk mengantarnya ke sebuah acara di Wirosaban.

Waktu itu aku sedang merasa stress, laporan magangku terus-menerus kena revisi dosen. Revisi yang dosen mintapun adalah hal-hal sepele seperti salah titik, lupa koma, di(spasi)tempat, dan kurang penjelasan pada bab-bab tertentu. Yang membuatku lebih down lagi adalah, untuk laporan setebal 80 halaman, revisi di halaman 30-an akan mengharuskanku mencetak ulang sisa 50 halaman dibelakangnya. It’s frustarating and very costly..

Maka, tanpa pikir panjang aku merasa bahwa aku butuh ketenangan dan jauh dari komputer. Iseng aku juga sengaja membawa kamera dan berharap siapa tahu bisa memotret hujan atau mendatangi tempat yang unik. Setelah mengantar ibu ke rumah temannya, aku memutuskan untuk melihat-lihat daerah Prawirotaman, Yogyakarta.

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