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Fire in the Building

Who would have thought that I  experienced fire in the building.  This is my first time living in an appartement. Of course I never chose appartement when living in Indonesia because it’s a real high risk when the earthquake happen. But here we are placed in an appartement. What got me relieved the first time that we are in the lowest floor so if something happen we will be quickly evacuated.  That’s what I thought.  Until it really happened.  We slept around midnight and abruptly woken up by the noise outside. I thought it was the drunk people just got back from night club or the restaurant next door was doing some deep cleaning. So loud that I had to wake up. My husband peeked outside and immediately said “fire brigade outside, you wait here!” I was just “am I dreaming or what?” I put on clothes, checked outside and saw a few of fire trucks. I checked the other side of the appartement and saw a few of police cars and ambulances.  “Oh no, something serious...
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Cant Stand The Crowds


I am not a party person. I hate loud music, loud voice, everything loud I hate that. This is the reason I hate to go to the night clubs. For what? Party? Dancing? Drinking? Then what? Going home with a super headache head? If I go to the place like that, my introvert side will pop up and make me tired in no time.

My friends in Surabaya once took me to a night club. I thought hmm okay why not, lets see what will happen there. But nah, I did not enjoy any moments of it. It was fun to be with them, but I did not enjoy the music or whatever crowds was. But that kind of loud music I can handle if it is only one source of loud music. What I cant handle is when I am in the middle of crowds with so many sources of voice (although it is not loud but crowded), that is the worse. Worse ever.

When we were in Istanbul, there was an underpass filled with so many vendors, countless people, so noisy, too crowded, so many languages spoken there, too hot, it is even make me feel tired by thinking about that again now. The underpass was not that far, probably less than 50 meters. But it took ages for me to pass it. I could not handle it. Covered my ears, walked fast, and once I made it to the end of the underpass, I sat in the corner and cried. I really cried. It was too much that I cant handle ever.

My husband of course did not understand why I cried. Maybe he thought that I was just exaggerate it. I can imagine if he cant understand it. I cant control myself even after I got out. It was really too much. I also did not understand why I cried, but lately I think about it and it is probably because I have a little bit of me being introvert. My husband can handle it, but I cant.

Once we passed it, I was too afraid to go back there and walk through the underpass again. I did not exaggerate it, it was too scary for me to go back again. But eh we walked through it again and I took a very deep breathe then walk in a not~very quick steps but did not stop. I control my pace so I can survive. After a few minutes I survived. I almost cried again but I can handle it. I just stopped, stood for awhile, taking breathe before continue the walk. Then I got ice cream to chill myself.

Today, I had my Dutch class, she suddenly act exactly like me when I am in the middle of the crowds. We had a really tough morning, this morning kinda busy with classes in the second floor so can you imagine the voices of people speaking English, Nederland, Japanese, I even mumbling myself with Korean, in one place? That was hard. It influence me and made me cant focus on my first 15 mins. We closed the door and said that we cant handle this crowds. The noise from every sources in one place is killing us. It may sounds childish, but every people has its own problem.

I found a way to control my feelings. When I go to the crowds place unintentionally, I always have my headphone with me and I choose to listen to the songs or audiobook, a bit louder. So what comes from my headphone will beat the crowds. So far it helps. 

So when you are with someone who cant handle this situation, do not get mad. They probably struggling inside to deal with it. Ask them, and take them to a less crowd place to take a breathe and control their feeling inside. It helps a lot.
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  1. Riza AlhusnaFebruary 6, 2019 at 12:52 PM

    Percaya atau enggak, setiap orang itu kaya punya 'alamnya' sendiri. Kalo kita bukan anak parti, trus sok-sokan ikutan parti pasti rasanya aneh. Sama juga sama anak yang hobi parti trus suruh ngendon di tempat yang sepi pasti rasanya juga aneh.

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    1. Prisca AdityaFebruary 6, 2019 at 1:04 PM

      kalo kata anak matematika semestanya beda haha!
      ndak isa maksain diri juga jadinya, ga bakal masuk. masa iya bkn anak party diajak party yg dibuka kindle ditengah2 kebisingan lol

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    2. Prisca AdityaFebruary 6, 2019 at 1:05 PM

      kakak anak apa?

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    3. Riza AlhusnaFebruary 8, 2019 at 2:07 PM

      Joget mbak, malah bukak kindle

      -__-'

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    4. Prisca AdityaFebruary 8, 2019 at 2:08 PM

      LOL! ANti mainstream dong :P

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