Thank God, I Live In Lübeck!

This one is more of realization than an actual "receiving something".

When someone asks me the question why I choose Lübeck over Berlin (which is clearly more huge and interesting than Lübeck), I always have the same answer: I like smaller city.

What they don't know is, sometimes I'm considering to move to another city with bigger chances for taking part-time job along side my studies. That desire became more stronger in times, when I feel too lonely and bored. But in the end, I will always choose Lübeck.

Lübeck is a small city. Don't imagine it so small like villages in Indonesia because it's not. For me, Lübeck has enough of everything but for some people it doesn't, especially those who have lived in bigger cities like Berlin, München, etc.

Thank God, For My Mom!

She's talkative.
She's always curious about every little things to the point where it annoys you.
She doesn't understand emoticons and always asks what it means, when you put some emoticons at the end of a sentence.
She bothers you sometime.
She gets worried, when you didn't answer her chat in more than 10 minutes.
She keeps telling you "everything will be OK", when nobody does, even yourself.
She is the only one who keep asking because she really cares about you.
She's my source of positiveness.

Thank God, Just Thank You Very Much!

So, I just got a mega important email of the day. What I'm gonna tell you is something BIG, really big it's HUGE!

I'll tell you the complete story in a simplest way possible. 

First, people may think as I can study overseas, that I'm from a very capable rich family. The fact is, I'm not. It's true and I'm not trying to be humble here. Nope. 

My Mom works alone back in Indonesia. She's not a super business woman in a huge company. She's just a normal employee, gets on a public buses every morning to go to works. We don't have car and our house needs renovations. It's a miracle, when I and my sister got the chance to pursue our dream by getting an education overseas. But, because our fund is very limited, the lives we have here also not a glamour or a spendtrift one. We have to be able to manage our expense and take part-time jobs along side our studies. 

Secondly, in the midst of pressure between new semester in University and the fact I need to find a part-time job to cover my life-expense, I was told about a chance to get a scholarship. 

Thank God, For My Dad!

The thoughts just came to me like a few days ago and I can't stop thinking about my dad. 

On a usual morning, I received a message from my sister in Halle. She wrote: "I dreamt about Dad!"

I could tell from what's written, that she's so happy. Coincidentally, I also dreamt about my Dad a few days earlier. So, I wrote her back: "Me too, couple days ago. He told me to go home." Then she replied me with an ":)" emoticon.

You may wonder, why a dream, with my Dad in it, could cause such a commotion for us. 

Because the only time and place we are able to meet and talk with our Dad is in our dreams.

Thank God, The Internet Connection Runs Again!

So, it just happened last night.

I always stay late at night, until dawn to be exact, on Thursdays and Fridays, because those are days, when I have to do as much assignments as I can. 

I was drawing the construction details for a wood balkon, with my laptop on my side and korean dramas was played. I always do that. I need something to accompany me, beside coffee and snacks. But, last night, just a little bit after midnight, my internet connection was gone! 

For a single student living alone, who was working on her assignments at midnight, losing internet connection is so dramatically scary. Internet is the prime necessity. It's my only source of entertaiment. It's my only acommpany on this dark, cold, and lonely night. 

I could feel the terror: What if the dorm caretaker cut off my connection because finally he found out, that I used the privilege mostly for entertaiment purposes?

It is written on the paper I got on the first day I move in Lübeck: The internet connection must be used for educational purpose only, misused may lead to disconnection to the internet. Mann...

No! IT MUST NOT HAPPEN!

Thank God, The Class Was Canceled!

This happened last Monday. 

Just like every Monday in my life, it was really hard for me to get up and go to the classes that day. Officially, I had about five classes and a presentation. The lecture begins at 8:15 every Monday. I've already woken up at 5:30, but I really couldn't leave the bed. So, I decided to skip the first lecture. Moreover, the professor provides all the slides and videos of his lectures online, so the students can study at home.

I went to the second and third class, in which I had a presentation. It was a subject, where we have to make modells and gather ideas, so it is interesting and rather fun. After three hours, I had an idea for my next project. And again, I had this urge to go home and start doing some sketch for my idea. 

The next two classes begin for about thirty minutes later. The other students went to the cafetaria for some coffee or lunch. A huge dilema striked me: I really want to go home and develop my idea, but the next classes aren't something you should skip because, if I'm not mistaken, there would be some new information for our assignments and the professor doesn't put his materials on the internet (damn!). 

Thank God, I Found My Student-ID Card!

This happened to me two days ago.

My last two classes were canceled and I got some free time in the afternoon. I've already had a good mood that day and with two canceled classes, it just really made my day even brighter. :D

Strangely, I had this urge to make a watercolor drawings. I just had so many ideas. So, after the class ended, I went to buy the watercolors in the city. As I waited for the bus at the busstop, I reached out my wallet and took out my student-ID card: The student-id card works as the bus ticket too. The rest of the time, I put my student-ID in my pocket. I thought it'll easier for me because I still need to take some buses that day.

Long story shorts, I have bought all things I need and headed to the nearest busstop to go home. I saw a bus coming and spontaniously I put my hand in my pocket, trying to take out the student-ID. Guess, what? It's not there!