Cut Magfirah Dahlan, menulis satu-satunya cerita dalam bahasa Inggris di sini. Selain memberi warna lain, kisahnya cukup khas bagi tiap blogger.
Maya waited impatiently in front of one of about a hundred computers in the main computer lab in the campus. Once logged-in, she rushed to her virtual mailbox, looking for one name in particular. She found the name in the sender column and immediately clicked on the mail to open it. There were only three words inside the e-mail: Congratulations! Click away! – and a link to a site. Maya smiled and with her hand slightly shaking because of the excitement, she clicked on the link. Another window opened before her, slowly filled with fuzzy warm colors. She loved it immediately. Once downloaded completely, she glanced through the page. Rows and rows of words filling the center of the page, with some caricaturized pictures of flowers and leaves on the border. She found some links to what she assumed to be the other pages of the sites, and a little shout-box. She scrolled down the shout-box to read all the messages that had been waiting of her, recognizing familiar screen-names of her friends’. Most of the messages congratulated her for her new website. Yup, her website.
She felt a soft tap on her shoulder and found her Japanese friend, Megumi, standing behind her. The girl was wearing a bright pink shirt today, matched with eye shadow of the same color, and her long black hair neatly tied in a ponytail. She grabbed an empty chair from in front of a nearby computer.
“Whatca doin’?”, she asked Maya while her hand was looking for something in her big black bag. She fished out a water bottle and drank from it.
“Oh, nothing much.”, said Maya. “You know that you’re not supposed to drink in here, don’t you?”, she asked back. The Japanese girl nodded, but her grin showed that she did not care. She put the water bottle back in her bag.
“Is that your site?”, she asked again, this time with an enthusiasm in her voice. Maya nodded. “Very cool, girl! Don’t forget to e-mail me the link, okay?”, Megumi requested. Maya’s face is suddenly filled with an uncertain expression.
“Well, actually, it is in Indonesian.”, Maya said to her friend, knowing positively that the Japanese girl did not speak a word of Indonesian.
“That’s okay. I can still visit sometimes and maybe send you crazy messages in your shout-box!”, Megumi answered. Maya laughed and nodded.
Suddenly, Megumi noticed someone who just walked into the room and she frantically waved her hand to get some attention. Maya turned around to see who it was. It was Michael, their tall, dark-hair, Austrian classmate. He saw Megumi’s signal and walked towards her and Maya.
“Checking e-mails from home?”, Megumi asked the guy candidly.
“No, actually, I was looking for you.”, he said to the Japanese girl. “I desperately need to borrow your notes for Math before the mid-term next week.”
Megumi opened her big black bag and looked inside a bright orange folder. Michael glanced through Maya’s computer screen.
“Is that your language?”, he asked her. Maya nodded.
“Pretty cool, huh?”, Megumi said, handing him the notes that he asked for. “It’s Maya’s new site!”, she announced.
“Your site?”, Michael asked unsure. Maya nodded again. “It looks pretty, I didn’t know you’re good in these things.”, he added. Maya was about to answer him when Megumi beat her.
“It’s very easy to make personal websites nowadays.”, said the Japanese girl.
“Actually, I did not make it myself.”, Maya said before Michael responded. “I have a friend who does it for me, all I have to do is e-mail him the materials.”
“I assume you have one, too?”, the Austrian guy asked Megumi. The Japanese girl laughed.
“As a matter of fact, I have two.”, she replied, putting up two fingers. “One is in Japanese, just about my life and silly stuff - basically for my friends. And the other one is in English and more for public. It’s about vegetarianism.”
“Do you have one, too?”, asked Maya to the guy, trying to be friendly.
“No, it’s not for me.”, said the guy, shaking his head. He put the notes that he has just gotten from Megumi in his bag.
“Why? You think you don’t have a story to tell?”, asked Megumi. Michael smiled.
“No, that’s not the reason.”, he answered. “I’m hungry, so I’m going to head off to cafeteria. If you girls join me, I’ll tell you why I don’t have my own personal site.”
Megumi sprang onto her feet instantaneously and waited for Maya to do the same. Maya was not sure whether she really cared about the reason why Michael does not have a personal site. Truth to be told, she herself did not think she needed to have her own site. She knew she liked to write, about anything, and that she enjoyed sharing them with her friends. But she used to just send her writings to her friends via mass e-mails until one friend had talked her into agreeing to put her writings in a site. She imagined her mass e-mails can be annoying sometimes, she had some friends telling her they liked her stories but not the way she sent them. At least with a site, they can come and visit freely whenever they felt like it. But, she was not really excited about strangers visiting her site. She did not mind, but she was not too concerned either. She did not have anything really important to say in her site. To put it in Megumi’s term, Maya thought, she did not really have a story to tell.
Still, Maya decided to join her classmates. She logged off from the computer and followed their steps.
“So, what’s the reason?”, Megumi was quick to remind them why they were there, walking towards the cafeteria not too far from the computer lab.
“Honestly, I think it’s a little bit stupid.”, Michael answered. Megumi started to open her mouth but he quickly added, “Now, don’t take this personally, okay? I am not saying people who have personal websites are stupid.”
“What do you mean?”, asked Maya curiously. They have reached the cafeteria and Michael grabbed a tray to put his food on. They walked through the small cafeteria with limited selection of food.
“Well, I’m talking about personal sites that does not really tell anything. Not about some very few people who are actually using their sites to talk about real issues.”, he said while grabbing a cheese sandwich and a bottle of coke. “Most people, though, don’t really have anything to contribute. They just talk about non-sense for the sake of talking non-sense. That’s what I meant by stupid.”, he explained frankly. Maya grimaced; according to Michael’s category, her site fell under the stupid one.