Kilas Balik Yang Terlalu Panjang

Selamat hari Sabtu, tukang pos yang manis.

Aku senang sekali selama tiga puluh hari bisa berkenalan dengan sesama perempuan yang belum ber-tuan ini, eh :)

Jika diteliti, suratku berjumlah dua puluh delapan saja. Ada dua hari di mana aku tidak sempat menulis karena harus pergi kesana kemari. Pada surat yang terakhir kali ini, ijinkan aku untuk menggali kembali kenangan yang muncul dari dua puluh delapan surat. Semoga tak terlalu banyak kata tertuang, sehingga membuat semangatmu hilang.

Aku selalu mengirim surat untuk pribadi-pribadi yang berbeda. Kebanyakan untuk seseorang atau dua-tiga-empat orang yang pasti. Sebagian kecil untuk semua orang. Suratku hampir tak pernah tertuju untuk sesosok pria yang sedang aku cintai. Memang, aku belum menemukannya.

Ah kangpos, engkau tahu itu :)

Graduation Is Just Around Corner

Dear empat sekawan :)

How's life? Today is a day after Chinese New Year. We are now in the different place for spending winter vacation. Anthony and Lusi are in Taiwan. Mindia is in Indonesia. I'm in Hong Kong.

Well, this is our second year in National Taiwan Ocean University. University that makes us meet, together, and proud. We enjoy dozen Chinese characters. We have hundred days of studying and traveling. We celebrate thousand dollars of scholarship.

Here in Taiwan, we make wonderful memory. We struggle as joyful Indonesians. We relish difficulties of Chinese language and easiness of Bahasa Indonesia. We share food and stories every Friday night.

For Everybody To Pursue Scholarship in Taiwan

Hello, everybody! Good day there, and here :)


Do you have a dream studying abroad? Are you interested learning about ocean, maritime, and sea-related matters? Will you take a chance to consider Taiwan? Why NOT?

Well, let me introduce you myself. My name is Kartika Paramita Klara. I come from a little peaceful town, Blitar, in East Java. It is located in southern part of Indonesia, a big beautiful country. I was a teacher and counselor in a senior high school. But I am now an international master student in National Taiwan Ocean University. My major is education. Are you curious about my research project? Well, it is about an exploration of ecological philosophy for marine education. Seems too complitated? I think, no, it's easy. Hahaha.

Postcard from Formosa: Weed & Win

While my Formosa postcard had been received by the beloved pastor: Kusdiyanto Tana, then two friends of mine asked Formosa postcard as well. For sure, I voluntarily sent it. I couldn't write too much about these two friends. What you should know is that they have the same initial: W. I will call them Weed and Win. Yes, you see they love to weed and always win! Oh, they are men, and really gentle!

First Friendship in Formosa

The first twenty four hours is the most important time when someone coming to the other country as foreigner. The first is the longest. My first experiences of friendship in Taiwan is the longest memory I remember.

First time in Formosa. It was in Taoyuan International Airport. My fellow citizen picked me up then brought me safely to dormitory. It sounds nothing special. Yes. But that moment I believe I will never walk alone. Knowing that someone from the same country is here to help. That moment, that is it! In the sequel, my fellow citizens and I walked together on International Cultural Week held by my university. All together we perform the poco-poco dance. That moment I believe the togetherness with fellow citizens will dance my life here. That is it! Just like poco-poco dance which is well-known as a popular and cheerful dance, likewise my friendship with fellow citizens in Formosa. It adds joy to my life.

The First One: Campusology

I think I need to write my experience about studying in National Taiwan Ocean University (NTOU). Maybe this is an exceptional publication. How do I start it out?

Well, I have one ordinary question. Could you imagine how you will dwell 5 full Chinese classes in 2 consecutive days every week that lasts for 4 months? I could, and I did. Tuesday after having some meal, the journey begins. Journey of campusology. This will come to an end on Wednesday before laying down on the bunk bed. Bunk bed...hmm sounds like sleeping in a hostel. But yes, here is my campus tale...