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A Monday Night

Sitting on the concrete bench.  On Monday night. Thinking about the poem by Robert Frost that I read in American Corner several days ago. It called Acquainted with the Night. I love the title and also the poem it self.

Acquainted with the Night

I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain -- and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.

I have looked down the saddest city lane.
I have passed by the watchman on his beat
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.

I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet
When far away an interrupted cry
Came over houses from another street,

But not to call me back or say good-bye;
And further still at an unearthly height,
A luminary clock against the sky

Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.
I have been one acquainted with the night.

Robert Frost

A very long post of the second year student

It's been a while since my last post in the third semester. My blog look like an abandoned house. There's a lot of spider web, dust, even there is a lost of cracked on the floor. I have been lost with my initial goal in this semester. It looks like that I don't find my true identity. Yes, it is true. I don't overreact about my condition. But as the time passed by I could adjust with the situation. 

Sometimes I admit that people lost the motivation why they want to do something that from the very beginning they fighting and hold on to it. Like what I feel at the beginning of this semester. I lost. Totally. But, then I realize why I want to be in this place right now. How I hold in to my argument about choosing the path I walk on. It's a bit exaggerate I know. Then I asked my self what is my original purpose standing on the two diverged road. Why I choose the road that not taken, the less traveled by. I know I quote the poet from Robert Frost. I falling love with the poet when I read it in the junior high school. My first English poetry that I read. When I see my self today, the poet is look like what I am today, here, in this place, writing the blog, and thinking how the choice that you made in the old time could entirely change your whole world. 

I don't regret the choices I took. I cherish it as a gift that could not happen if I am not choose the road that taken by everyone else. I dare to be different. But, like ordinary people, we have been face with too many choices that will come to our life now or later. I know that what I wrote tonight a bit boring, right? Even I feel bored talking about how people change and faces the choices in their life. Can we move on?

Alright, sometimes I am talking too much about thing that I don't even understand. Talking like a master of life or something like that. hahahaha. I am doing quite well with the second year of my study in the univ now. A lot of assignments and the exam will come very, very soon enough to make all of your nerves and brain stop working normal when they heard about the word. I have done with my Government and Politics of the United States, I think this is my first time I wrote the essay and finished it way before the deadline. Can I say bravo for my self? :P

And the big thing is that, I miss home. I really miss home. I am looking forward to coming home as soon as possible. July, July, July, please let me home to my family. :) The more I expected July to come faster, the time goes very slow. Honestly, the time goes faster in the beginning of the month but going slower when it's the end of the month. Hahaha. What I wish for this semester is that I could do very well with everything and get the best from it. It's march already, 3 months to go! 

There is a person asked me about how is the short story that I working on when I am in the senior high school. Seriously, I don't know how to continue it. At the beginning, everything is on my brain, and now they gone. I don't where can I find them at this moment. I want to start writing again,there's a lot of story idea that I left in my laptop folder untouched for several months. Maybe one day I will continue the story until it is finished.

Oh God, I don't know that I will write such a very long story of a second year student. And for your information (I know it's not really important) I have my hair cut. Really short hair cut, even I look more handsome than rangga. Seriously. Maybe I could post my newest picture, someday.

Okay, okay. I know it's more than enough. Nights peeps. :) 

Nicholas Sparks : The Best of Me

I got the book, a month ago I guess. But, it is great to finally have another Nicholas Sparks book into my collection. The book title The Best of Me. At first, I saw it in the Periplus in June. I did not buy it, because it is expensive, 160k rupiahs. After a long holiday, I got back to Jogjakarta. In the November, I went to the Periplus with my boy fie. I found it, a small version of the book, it cost me only 80k rupiahs. I'm glad that I did not buy when first I saw it in June. Haha. You know, when you far away from home you will count every rupiahs you spent. Alright, stop talked about how I got the book. 

I always touched by Nicholas Sparks's novel. It is a beautiful love story. I don't know whether I am just a melancholy person or not. But it is true that I Love romantic novels. The way the storyline brought me to a place where I could imagine the real situation of the story. It is always touching to find out that Nicholas Sparks has his own way in delivering the stories. Even though I don't really like this book like another books of Nicholas Sparks. But still for me, it is such a beautiful story. You guys should read it. When I start to read The Choice by Nicholas Sparks, I feel like I should find another books by him and read all of them. Sometimes it is hard to find the English version of the novel here. Even, the translated one is also rare to find. I don't know why.

That's all about the book. Honestly, it is the worst book reviewing. Because I don't put the plot or even the character in the book. And most of the words, I told about how I get the book rather than the stories inside the book.

Farewell.
Maybe I will review all Nicholas Sparks' books I have. Someday. Maybe.

Elucidate

Elucidate, I just read that word. Unfamiliar though but it spells good. It means explain. Have you heard this word? I read it from an article. Accidentally, but I feel great I could found this word. I don't know why but it is sound beautiful. 

e - l - u - c - i - d - a - t - e

Beautiful, right?