I'm finally back at home after a week stayed at my dorm. I don't know, feels like I've left my home for years ago. I miss my home and everything in it. Especially my room. Wuhu!!

I spent this weekend with enjoying my room which I already told you that I miss it so much, did nothing but browsing and read some books I've never read before. What a relaxing weekend. (at least, for me). I think I need a quality time with myself. A short holiday won't hurt anybody right? 

Homecoming. Mudik.

I just back from Yogyakarta three days ago. I went to Yogyakarta just for 3 days to meet my big family and relatives who lived there. This time, this short holiday – or we can call it shortly as mudik (haha) not really interesting for me, because I used to go to Yogyakarta once – or twice a year, sooo… It’s not that special. I just found some new places I had never visited before, such as new hotels, beaches, café(s), and any other hang out places. We (me, my sister and my brother) also had a chance to try out those new places, those was good. Well, standard. Not bad, but not excellent. Well it’s pretty good anyway (WHATEVER SA). We always go to Yogyakarta by car. My daddy doesn’t like to use other transportations like train, or by plane if it comes to mudik. Unless it’s urgent condition, he will never use those. He said “mudik by plane or train has no art. We can’t feel the jams. The art of mudik is in the congestions.” Well yeah. Whatever dad :’’)

When we were on our way home to Jakarta, there was a car accident right in front of our car. The car was rollover. I can see the broken glasses, stuffs, and gasoline spilled and scattered around the car. I can smell the gas came out from the car. The atmosphere was so tense at that time. People around that place, including the travelers, and my dad immediately help the victims that still trapping in the car. I can see kiddies, toddlers, elderly and adults comes out from the rollover car. I pulled my car while waiting for my dad who was helping the victims with other. When my dad came back, we involved an oddly discussion.

Me: Is there any injures victims?

Dad: I think the toddler’s leg was injured. Tho the car’s windows was broken, but their syrups doesn’t broke at all. There were lot of syrups in the car.

Mom: How come? What syrup is that?

Dad: Lot of syrups, there were ABC, Marjans, I don’t remember any brands, but there was a lot of syrups.

Why on earth they were more focused on syrups, not the victims…………………………………………………………….

Here I uploaded some photos (you might not want to see, but I will still upload those photos HAHAHA) you might curious about my mudik experience in 2016. I don’t take some photos because..... I think I am a kind of person who doesn’t really like to take photos when I’m on vacation because I couldn’t enjoy my vacation if I take too many photos. These photos aren’t cool, or artsy since I’m not into it and not trying to be it and I can’t be it cause I’m such like a flat person I don’t have any skill or expert at anything (((SO LAME))). 

Selamat Idulfitri and happy holiday, everyone!