Archives

Jogjanese..

The first time I visited Jogja is about 8 years ago with my Senior High School’s friends. We held a bench marking universities in several places, one of them is Jogja. At that time, I didn’t think much about the society of Jogja, I just bought plenty of snacks in Malioboro.

The next visiting is about March this year, I joined a Talent Scouting in Jambuluwuk Hotel. We arrived about 9 p.m. by train, and had a dinner with my husband in Sate Ayam Haji Mang Udin. It seems that nothing wrong with this cafe, but.. firstly, the Sate is not edible, it means that the chicken fillet are too hard to bite >.< Secondly, the price is so expensive, it cost 60.000 rupiahs per dish, so we must pay 120.000. We really not happy at that moment.

Only this hypothesis goes around to my head, “Jogjanese are different than most people think”.

We decided to rent a room in Malioboro Street, in Motel Pantes, with suitable price of course. In the last day, we went to Tamansari, Kraton, and Prambanan Temple.

In Kraton, we met a pedicab driver offered us a simple tour to four Kraton’s parts, it only costs 5.000. We took it, in the middle of journey, he keeps talking that we are so young, and we have a longer chance to do kindness to other poor people. Is sounds not good, even though the theory he just said is true, but I’m not feel convenient. I barely know him. And the second hypothesis came to my head, after he forced us to visit clothing store that we don’t want to buy.

“These people only think about money, money and money”

And finally he dumped us not in front of Kraton, but the side of it, so we must walked in the heat of sunshine back to the parking lot. I just feel sad, why are these people did everything only for 5.000, they didn’t think the sin they made just because of 5.000.

After that, we went to a famous restaurant in Jogja, suggested by my sister-in-law. Before ordering food, I just noticed that there are so many flowers in dish, nor for eat neither for good smell, but for sacrificing to have more visitors in other belief. We chose to leave that place quickly, and having dinner at McDonald.

“I swear I won’t back to this City!”

Time goes by, I tried to forget my bad experiences in Jogja and Jogjanese. Two months later, I got a good news that I selected to be a candidate person to join English Training for 6 months, freely and get paid 😀 but when I saw the city, it printed ‘Jogjakarta’. Oh no!!! Jogja again?! 6 months! nooo!!

I thought that God just let me to meet wrong person, in order to strength my opinion building. I really hope that God will meet me with the right person at this time. Aamiin.

I assume that God heard my prayers, until this time I have been lived in Jogjakarta peacefully and far away from the city center. Finally, I end with these hypotheses

“Good or bad, it depends of the person itself and not the culture or the religion/belief”
“Living far away from city center is more convenient than the close one”

🙂 🙂

Good people give you happiness, bad people give you experience, worst people give you a lesson and best people give you memories.. ~unknown source~

My First Day!

Okay, this is the first day I learn English in PPB UGM. First impression, not bad and not good enough, I still feel bored, not only me actually, my friend in ITB told me so.

The most interesting part is listening comprehension session, because the tutor played a recording cassette mp3 files, and I think that I have the best of hearing words, just because I often hear an English song/movie through ear plug without any subtitle.

The result is… I got score 50!! How could it be? Yes because may be I over confident so I often misheard singular/plural word or the two words that have same sound (what does it called?)

And one more thing is there are three English lecturers in my class, one of them is in English literacy major, so they have difference level with me, who usually listen slank English conversation through the song or movie >.<

After the class finished, I went home and listened two English song and practice by myself, voila! this is the result 😀

DSC_1843 DSC_1842

But its okay, there so much I have learned today 🙂
– Do not over-confident!
– Meet some new people will open your knowledge and sense of feeling 🙂
– Practice make perfect! (I think you already hear it in many ways before)

The worst part happened today is two tutors think that I am a Junior High School Student 😐

First Week in Jogja

We arrived at Tugu Station at 9 pm., with a pouring rain we try to keep walking to look for a taxi. A friend of mine giving me a suggestion to rent a taxi outside the station building, because it is cheaper than the inside one.

“FK UGM pak!” my husband shout at the old man who asking us where we want to go.
“30.000 mas” I heard 80.000, but my husband asking him once more just to make sure.
“30.000?” It less than my friend’s suggestion which is about 50.000 to take us from Tugu Station to FK UGM. Finally, we chose to take the driver order, because it’s getting night and colder.

We decide to stay at Talenta 2 Hostel near FK UGM, and continue to look for a boarding room for me at tomorrow morning.
At 7am o’clock, we take a walk to PPB UGM, we surprised because at 7am the students, doctors, and lecturers are already go to campus. I just imagine 7am o’clock in Gebang and Keputih, I’m pretty sure that there only a quite road with one or two ladies bring their groceries from the nearest traditional market.

My first Institutional IELTS Test begin at 8am, it means we have less than one hour to breakfast, we carefully chose the food with a low price, because we don’t want to make the same mistake as the last time we arrived to Jogja about a month ago.

After take my test, we look for a rent room near FK UGM, we walk about 3 kilometres far away and we finally found the good and appropriate one, the closest from PPB UGM. I’m very happy, so he is.. because he can stay for maximum 3 days in my room, Alhamdulillah 😀

In the evening, we try to go by Trans Jogja, it’s very comfortable and suitable for me 🙂 clean and simple.. We go to Malioboro, and buy the most delicious lumpia we ever ate, and we have a dinner in Pempek Palembang near Mirota Kampus. Oh I’m very sad because the next day, my husband must go back to Surabaya and I have to stay alone here 😦

Anyway, I enclose my boarding room pictures below, in Jalan Kesehatan Jogjakarta 🙂 Hopefully, I could make the best part in my life here 🙂 Bismillah..

This slideshow requires JavaScript.