leaving the hectic final tests to a freezing silent oldies country brings myriad of, let's say...things (it's self explanatory), specially, the feeling of nationalism, at last (after the unworking years of PPKn and nation and nationality subjects). How it sucks the mind when you hear the argument of exploitations upon immigrant workers are highly justifiable, and how they laugh a lot upon a japanese guy who propose a legally enforcable minimum wages for all people in a first world country. Somehow, i'm no longer interested in the typical caucasian good looking males anymore. Umm...not. Leave one space for Mr.Eastaugh, a sharp melancholic eyes beholder from the department of English and literature, whom we (Santi and Dhika also participated highly) usually coded as Mas Joni. hehehe.