there are a number of mischievous events happened along the journey. Firstly, we missed our bus to the airport and we waited another two hours to get another bus. we were lucky because our flight departed to florida the next morning. i realized about one thing the moment we missed the bus. usually, when i am in haste, the bus will always be late. but on that "fortunate" day, we were late only by few minutes and the bus was already gone. i'm not sure if this only happen to me. i should come up with a research regarding this matter.
another unforgettable event is when we were about to leave florida in the next three or four days. suddenly, both of us found out that our bank accounts were empty. in my account, i only have $5.20 and my friend had about -$2.00. we were so panic back then but well, we are cool buddies. we faced the situation with so much calm and like real men. we already bought the return flight ticket before we came and that really helped a lot. we only left with the hostel room to pay, which was about $200 and for the taxi to take us to the airport later. and FOOD! that was the worst situation i have ever had. can you imagine you only eat once a day (which was ramen or maggi) with tap water to drink. and we were lucky since the hostel served breakfast, lunch and dinner even though they were not really delicious food. but we had no choice. that is far better than to have ramen every day. for the final three days, we just stayed at the hostel making some friends and went to the beach until the day we left florida. by the way, some good friends of us lend us some money and that was a big relief because at that time, most people already have no money. it was school break and everyone went traveling just like us. you know what we said when we arrived safely? we said Alhamdulillahirabbilalamin.
i don't know how to explain this. but it always happens to me when suddenly, i'm in panicky moments or what they call as "deep shit" with no possible ways of overcoming them. and out of nowhere, the aid arrives. it's what we call tawakkal i guess. you just need to remember who arranges everything and you just know that everything's gonna be just fine. but at the same time, of course you can't just sit on the sofa and wait for something to come down from the sky. you need to work your ass off lah.
i don't think i will update my blog frequently these days. not because i'm so busy with school and stuff. maybe, it's myself. i just don't think i have good ideas to write down here. i feel bad when i write about lame topics. it just can't work out. but hopefully, i will write whenever good ideas hit the back of my empty brain.
so long and good night.
oh wait! by the way i've been missing my ibu and ayah badly.
i miss the moment when i'm in front of the mirror inside my room, and suddenly ibu just came to me with a hand-full of olive oil and put it on my hair and arrange it according to her desire. even sometimes, i don't really like the hairstyle that she did to my hair. haha. maybe, when she touched my hair, she was reminiscing of the old days when she used to touch ayah's hair. she just can't realize that her big son is already becoming a man just like what ayah went through. seriuosly, my worldly life is ONLY for her to get paid off. my happiness is hers. hidup sementara. tak rugi apa la kalau korban hidup dunia untuk ibu. other things come after that.
In Allah we have faith
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