I'm leaving tomorrow.
Yes, leaving Jakarta. Leaving the people I've known for the last 4 years. Leaving the room I've been living in. I've wondered about this, very long time ago. How would it feels like when the time comes and I've got to go. I said to myself back then that I'd be glad. My future self wouldn't have to live in this crappy place with all its shit anymore. I was wrong.
I'd be lying if I say I won't miss living alone. I love being alone. There's something about it that comforts me. Maybe because I've felt alone long before I live alone, being actually alone is somehow bearable and fun in its own way. The thing I love the most about it is the fact that I don't have to feel like shit everyday. Got no people shouting at me telling me how to feel, forcing me to do this and that, trying to live their life through mine. God gave me what I've been wishing for years, less pressure. And I'm gonna miss this room, with its ghosts and everything.
Here, I've met some people who have become my dearest ones. You have no idea how amazing they are, how unbelievably grateful I am to have them in my life. They're the ones who have stood by me, brave enough to say it to my face every time I screwed up, every time I hurt their feelings. I know I can be very mean. I'm a jerk but they never leave me. They know that I'm doing the best I can to be a great friend for them too. And I also got haters, and they're cowards! hahaha dude, you call yourselves men yet you don't even have the guts to tell me you hate me? Instead, you tweeted it. GOOD GOD! Go tell your parents that they have failed raising their child. Seriously. Tell them or I will.
I've got awesome lecturers, too. Pak Fredy, best Head of (Computer Science) Department you could ask for. He asked me about what happened between me and Gatot, instead of judging me like some lecturers I know. I replied him with a 3-paragraph-long message and he actually read it. He replied saying that Gatot doesn't know me as well as he does. I can't thank him enough. Ci Yen, I feel like giving her a big hug right now. She's done so much for me, especially these last 10 months. Also, the rest of the Department staff. Big thanks for all their help through these years.
I still have a long journey ahead of me. I know I'm gonna be brave enough to walk into the tunnel of uncertainty, not knowing what's waiting for me on the other side. And I know every time I look back, I'll always be grateful. I've walked down an amazing road, with its bumps and everything, but still great.
So I'm leaving, with a suitcase full of memories. I'm carrying you with me, 4 years. I'm taking you everywhere I go. Let's just hope my forgetful mind wouldn't leave you in some Taxi. Because I don't think they have 'Lost and Found' for your kind of suitcase.
P.S. :
hey, my 18 y.o self, you thought I'd be miserable, eh? I'm not. :)