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Nana`s Footsteps...

Tuesday, December 14, 2004

日本の生活/My Life in Japan

After 1 year living in Japan...

1st - 3rd month --> I spent every minute by the thoughts of leaving Japan whenever possible. I hated the country, the unfriendly faces, problems of communication, the weather, the TV programs, my laboratory, the food and kept on regretting my decision of leaving Indonesia .. I even hated the fact of having a very busy sensei that I didn't have any chance to cancel my study here.

4th-10th month--> I met mmm.. should I name 'family'. The survival spirit they offerred made me realize that I originally have the natural-surviving-courage or whatever the name is to overcome my problems here. It didn't make my life here easy but... at least I learned how to manage it better. Many things happened. From the looks of the things, I generally enjoyed all events. It had ups and downs (as what people always says), but surprisingly... I AM HAPPY.

11th month-Now --> I very much appreciate my life in Japan. I have great friends, great sensei, great life... I could not ask for more :). In my conclusion... I understand why Japan becomes a great country. Look at the people... very organized, independent, hardworking, selfless. Never thought that the place I really hate at first become a place I enjoy living in. Feel like home. I even enjoy the TV shows now. Padahal sumpah deh garing banget... :P

Selalu ada makna di setiap kejadian dalam hidup kita, kalau saja kita mau sedikit berhenti dan melihat. Deshou... ?

1 Comments:

At 12:22 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Bener neh..si Nana udah betah???? padahal baru bulan kemaren gua ceting sama dia...isinya masih curhatan bulan ke1 sampai ke3 nya...How could I? I never be able to pretend that now I am in my own country...I can never enjoy this fucking cold country as my home...the wind, the continous rain...is s disgusting. I fell really uncomfertable with the cool poeple...as cool as the weather.
The culture is much different..And I dont wanna get used to id. I don´t wanna lose my identity....Ich bin stolz, eine Indonesierin sein zu werden, I am proud of being Indonesian...What am I doing here? I am not completely understand....Trustly, I just wanna fly to Germany, to run away from the experience that I want to forget...And I fell stuck now of my Praktikum, Student Arbeit, Diplom Arbeit, HiWi..and what so ever...What mke it even heavyer is, the responsibility as a scholarship holder.... I am paid to study..So I can not made so much fun here instead.
But any way, at least I feel better now...I considerately take the consequences of my preference of live...
What make me survive here, is being with someone special who I love most...and a wish to achive a better future...make money girls...You wanna be reach, won´t you? Came on materials girls, you live in a materials world..No guys..don´t misunderstand me..The slepless night in Hamburg, make me a bit cracy..I don´t even understand what I have written.

 

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