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Nana`s Footsteps...

Wednesday, April 13, 2005

Kaikan Love Story

(The result of : Haha Hihi lunch at D3-306 Kikai System Engineering)

It's somehow exciting to witness a mutual affection happening in such secluded area like TUT, at the International House particulary. Far from civilization thus far finding a warmth to spirit the study up (or even weaken instead, haven't been observed yet). Pleasantly entertaining to see that 'us' is the viewers of the love show, out of the system ;-) . Okay, it's not entirely out of the system, but some actually contacted with me superficially.

Kaikan or International House is a five stories building where most of International students activities take place in and some students live in. Communication between individuals is intensely made by having dinner together, playing pingpong in pingpong hall, watching TV in the lobby, having conversation in self-study room, assembling at the parties, or simply saying 'hi' when passing someone in the hall. No wonder if some love charges get excited with ease here and there.

Some facts are easily distinguished, but the rest, are plainly needed further verification . Truth be told, we are all-fired good at digging 'valuable information' hihihi. Some cases we've found with success : Don Juan de Jiran who is an expert with Japanese girls, by all odds broke many hearts. One of those who suffered from heartache tried to find solace and at long last gave her heart to a Sphinx genie. A girl who played the same role as this Don Juan, fell in love in secret with him but then must realize of differences pushing her to the wall. Two Koreans who declare their love after having met here; their laugh from the 2nd floor never fail to make anyone feel envious toward. A pretty Aryan seems to find her 'Half' in a tiny man from South-East Asia, that from time to time we dont hear her saying her boyfriend's name any longer. A European guy whose heart belongs to his family distant away tried to compensate his loneliness by dating the only Japanese girl at kaikan. An Indonesian man who is apparently close to me :P :P has a crush with a sweet-chubby-warm girl who stays where I used to stay last year. (2 months left, make a move!!)

Hehe those few cases are just like serial drama with different characters. That's what we define life is, in wider perspective. And we, in others' perspective, are likely the part of another play.

Love comes by chance. Without advance planning.

I was happy enough to find 'delightful surprises' and yummy food.

2 Comments:

At 11:30 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

cinta o cinta bisa dimana saja, entah cinta abadi mungkin juga cinta sekilas...apa daya dari pada tenggelam di pedalaman kaikan mending memeriahkan diri dengan jatuh cinta walau kadang cinta itu tidak selalu berakhir bahagia, atau cuma so so ada juga yang berakhir merana..ihik ihik ihik

o kaikan love story..hihihihi...
from: out of system person

 
At 6:29 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

wee...tau..tau...
tapi kasus yyg pertama siapa ya na?
hehehhe

 

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