It's been a while. IR, what's on your mind when you hear these latters? Frankly, when I was high school, I knew IR from my friend Vania Anggawa, which lightly made me thinking that I should be one. Such a shame to admit, I took this matter because I want to go abroad. I didn't do some deep research of what they learn and how they live (IR students). Hence, now I got a bit regret of what I have done to myself. In IR, we learn politics, they tought me how to be critical, sometimes by my word I called it negative thinking. In IR, there is a theory of Realism, that believe our human nature is anarchy, and human is a bad thing that only wants to reach their objectives without thinking about others objectives. I don't know why, today, right now while I'm typing this blog, I feel I don't belong here. It takes me to 2009, when uncle Cuccurulo asked me what I want do for living, I said, with my own answer, I want to be steward. I'm not whining, but I think I did. S
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