Thursday 29 September 2011

pukyong university dormitory service is getting worse..

After one year living in dormitory, i thought that this place is worth to live in. although they didn't give much food variation for moslem student to eat, but... at least they always provide fried eggs or fried fish when the menu contain was meet either pork.
But, starting from this semester (unfortunately, my 3rd semester), the food was terrible. For those meets menu compensation, they never provide eggs or fish anymore.. just a few times, i hold my disappointed..
Finally, today, on dinner time, i asked,... "is there any eggs or fish?" because at that time, the menu was meet.. and potatoes.. and that lady (or girl?) said easily,"oh.. we don't have eggs or fish.. but if you want to eat seaweed instead, we can give you. Do you want seaweed?"
With disappointed expression on my face, i said, "No.. " (without saying thank you..^^) and just repeated that lady,"ah.. so there is no fish or eggs.. I see..". Then I went to my seat, start to finished my dinner. with (still) disappointment expression..
Then, when i was just about to finished my meal, (well it's just a few spoon left, anyway), the same lady suddenly came approaching my seat, and gave me a seasoned fried fish (similar with bumbu rujak).
Then, i smiled.. and (finally) i said "thank you.."

Although, it was a little bit sad..
Whenever I think that I paid the same amount of money with other students, but I couldn't get even just for a single simple-fried eggs or fish.
Bad and not wise management of this dormitory, gave me another things that make me hesitate to recommend this place to other students, who want to study abroad.
Well, I still hope that my temporarily judgement is wrong about this place.
Meanwhile..
Lets see what will happen next.
Will I still complain about this.. one episode of my life ?
Is it a challenge... or a hint, a glimpse of clue about my next decision..
let us just see..
^^

Saturday 10 September 2011

where are you from??

when i was just about to play a guitar in my lab, suddenly a delivery guy came and he asked to me, "where are you from?" (in korean)... then, when he knew my country, he started to tell stories he knew about Indonesia. It surprised my lab mates.
Later, we knew that he was a backpacker traveler..
wow! cool!!!...
he remind me about one of my dreams. world backpacker traveler.
At this moment, I'm still a half tourist backpacker student. hehehe...
^^
see ya!