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How to make life challenging ...

I just received an e-mail from my old best friend, Susan, who is now adventuring somewhere in France. Reading her e-mail, I couldn't help myself to smile and remember the fool things we did and many thoughts we shared.

Susan is a braver risk taker than me, who is never afraid to try something new. The most foolish thing we did together is watching a badminton tournament in Senayan then going back to her place in Depok in the middle of the night with "omprengan". Buset dah, I am sure that I don't have any guts to try that again :D

She is one of my closest friends that really support me to fight for whatever I believe and whatever I want, even by doing the weirdest things in the world if needed.

In reply to my feelings about life in Pittsburgh - which I describe as "not as challenging as my life in Jakarta", she quoted some sentences from Paulo Coelho's novel ...
If we stop to give challenge to our life, then our life will stop challenge us.

(Aduh San, to tell u the truth I couldn't remember whether i read this quote from either "Di Tepi Sungai Piedra" or "Veronica decides to die")

Oh well, yeah, I should admit that my life lately is not as challenging as last few months, when I was under high pressure to adapt to new life in Pittsburgh. Everything is good, but it is just incomplete. Hmmm, probably surviving in the most unchallenging situation is another challenge itself :D ? Payah nih, payaahhh ...

Atau lagi-lagi ini cuma pembenaran karena homesick that sometimes unbearable:D ? Halah, nevermind :) Huek, gak jelas gini sih aku :p Huahahaha. Huh, kita sudahi saja ya, I think omonganku makin gak jelas juntrungannya.

Hmmm, jadi kesimpulannya. If my life is not challenging enough, probably I should create my own challenge kali ya :D *ini suka tantangan ato cari penyakit :p*

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Chezumar said…
Katanya sih, kalo tiap hari kita menemukan tantangan-tantangan baru, kita akan berasa umur kita makin panjang.

Memangnya susah ya cari tantangan di Pittsburgh, Mit? Kirain tugas yang seabrek-abrek itu udah cukup. Jadi kalau kurang tantangan, mungkin bisa minta tugas lebih banyak dari dosen. Selain jadi tantangan, mungkin kamu bakal dikejar-kejar juga sama teman-teman sekelas yang kesal gara-gara tambahan tugas itu.

Cheers!
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