Me : " Tungguin aku nyampek ya Mak, baru mulai acaranya.." Mom : " Iya Nak, kami tungguin pun." Hi all. Sorry for the silence for such long time. I would love to tell stories. I'm currently doped with House MD. It's a 2004-originated serie about a doctor, named Gregory House. This sceptical-yet-at-the-same-time-brilliant son of his mother really makes my adrenaline runs out everytime the case gets desperately unfigured. I had my first WDD, it was hectic and honestly there're a lot of corrections for next year's one. Mean while, we are preparing ourselves for SPRING, it's a free circumcissions held by SCOPH CIMSA UNAND to the elementary sutudents in a selected area. It'll take place in Koto Baru on December 20th. And uh... Sometime, we try so hard to hold on to what we believe-what we hope for- because we're not ready to bear the falling-apart just at the time. Although we know exactly how it'll end, and sadly it doesn't even lessen the feeling.
Wellcome to the world.
Pick your own differential diagnoses.
At the end of the day, letting things fall by themselves and hoping for the best is all we have.
You know, our heart (mind) keeps on thinking and trying to figure which way to take, which decision's gonna bring more great things (in our counts).
But I think once we foccuss on just one thing, we (unconsiously) have hindered ourself to experience the UNEXPECTED.
I was afraid and confused about what I'm gonna be, which position should I apply for, but I figure that I don't wanna close the gate to a whole new ride, to new stories with different people, to new perspectives.
Dear diary,
I feel sorry for myself.
For letting me feel so afraid and not knowing what I should do.
Truth be told, being in Medical Faculty is not always an up-in-the-air thing, so not that way.
But, if I had to turn over, I wouldn't know which way to go.
So, let me be a student who just constantly tries to figure out what she wants and doubtlessly loves to write.
Note : I'm happy that I finally managed to refresh the blog. :)
Good night all.
Happy living. :*
I'm soo happy, more precisely relieved that I HAVE FINISHED MY SPECIFIC CIMSA NATIONAL HRD TEAM JOBDESK!!!
YAYNESS!!
I started doing it on Sunday night and stayed up until 3 a.m. Luckily I was having sleepover at Nadrah's...so I didn't fall asleep on the fisrt hour! XD
And thanks to Jo for helping me make sure that no one of the delegation gets double listed...and Kak Wiry, the national HRD Director of CIMSA.. Yay!! :D
Now, that I think about my not-going-October-Meeting-of-CIMSA in Semarang, it's a bit of sorrow.
But, I've made my mind, and I'm going home ( Medan ) this week. If I were going to Semarang, no way I could go home too. :p
Of course, I prefer going home (NOW, with some circumtances)....
Since by going home :
1. I GOT FREE FOOD I know for those who live with their parents will find this a joke. But man, even if you are not facing money deficiency, HOME-MADE FREE FOOD HAS NO DEFEAT!!
2. I GOT TV, REFRIGERATOR, MY MOTOR And I get to wear my sassy skirts!! hahahah ;)
3. I AM CURRENTLY CRAVING FOR RAMEN AND BURGERS Yes there are ramen shops and burgers available in Padang..but whatever..every thing tastes wayyy better at home town. XD
ME :#sending Harvest link to my closest friends and Mamak via LINE
" Mak..liat..keren kali bakery nya..Pengen punya kek gitu nanti..."
Mamak : " Iya nak.Keren. Kalau punya yang kayak gitu, mamak bagian yang rasainnya aja lah.."
I've always been IN LOVE with sweet food, especially cake, desserts, bread, chocolate,
So big my love for sweetness that it has infected Dea
Dea : " Kau tau Dys,aku udah ketularan kebiasaan makan manismu. Kawan-kawanku ngerasa aneh aku makan manis sama yang manis juga. Orang itu belum ketemu kau aja."
At the momet, I'm in the middle of my Reproductive Block exam...and I just had exam this morning.
The next exam is on Friday and I'm flying to Medan in the afternoon.
Hopefully everything goes smoothly.
And...you know what I was trying to have polite introduction with someone..then I guess I should have just cut straight to the point..with asking whether he would teach me how to do Corel Draw and Photo Shop.
I think I've sain a gazilllion times how I'm sorry for not having written anything, but it's just that having your own personal journal makes you forget a "public" one. XD
Some recaps about life..
I've been back here, in Padang, for a month now.
And at the very moment, I am studying complication in pregnancy, specifically and medically speaking Pre-eclampcia and Eclampcia.
And,the fact that September is coming always thrills me..hahahah..
I know...I know..how childish of me.
But the truth is I love my birthday.
Not about the presents, although who wouldn't be happy to receive a new free thing. hahaha.
But, it's a day of celebrating my existing, and a day to remind me that I've had another one-year journey. ;)
So...
I would love to share about fairytale now.
Dea loves BARBIE, I LIKE BARBIE.
But, I never love her/ them.
It's not her blonde hair, or skinny body that makes me jealous, it just I don't get her that way. #apaSIHdys -_-"
Anyway...
My fairytale kinda movie is FRIENDS WITH BENEFIT.
I know I've posted about this movie like when I was still on my third year in high school.
But I'M IN LOVE WITH IT.
And stupidly cry watching it.
I feel like chanelling the movie in some spots..hahahha..
Or maybe that's just how I see relationship should be..openess,freedom,passion,honesty,history, and irony of life.
You know I join LIGAMENT, an english club in FK, and we had our meeting last Friday.
We were discussing about anger and ambition.
When I was asked about what in the modern life that makes me angry, I answered
" The fact that people like to mind others' bussiness. Being so nosy about others."
And I also said " I don't want people to know my private life that much. It's like the less you share, the less people know, the more curious they become, the more valuable you become."
Weird thing is I always love writing.
To express my feeling. It was never something to be nervous about for me to write.
And writing this sometimes makes me wonder if some people read and start to wonder what happened to this girl.hahahah..
But I managed to not giving a care anymore.
writing makes me happy, and so I do it.
it's the end of July and also the end of my 3-week-holiday in Medan.
I'mma head back to Padang on Sunday afternoon.
It's funny when holiday is almost over, I just feel like laying on my bad, watching Orange Is The New Black, or just switching through the TV channels. XD
But, for tomorroow, I think I have list o do :
1. Clean the house (my main job whenever I'm home) :D
2. Eat lontong pagi and serabi (must-have breakfast meal whenever I'm home) :p
3. Start reading my jobdesk as HRD Team CIMSA
4. Out with Mamak and Cia, I'm craving or Pizza Boy and burger..guess those will be my lunch
5. Buy my ticket
6. Packing my stuff
Thank you for my fantastic holiday God.
It has been fulfilling my heart.
May I head back to Padang with a fighting spirit and a surrending heart.
And It's also been 4 days of watching Vampire Diaries, waiting for Saat Berbuka to buy food, doing nothing in my room.
It's also been 4 days of feeling literally alone and lonely.
My kost has 10 rooms outside the landlord's house, 5 in the back row, 5 in front.And my room is in the middle of the back row.
The other rooms are empty but mine.
So, when I watched around midnight, it gave me a creepy sensation. XD
Last night was a bit out of my treshold point.
I couldn't take the fact that I couldn't go out on my motor.
I'd have to take the public trasportation, taxi, or walk.
The fact that I can't go by my own and the way I want, starts to build the feeling of being limited,caged up.
I don't know why, but just couldn't open up as I ussually do with my group friends he than in Medan.
May be it's just me can't take this culture shock.
First time In Methodist 2, it was culture shock too.
Didn't think I'mma have to face this again, with the fact that this time all of my life changed.
There's no more Mamak,Bapak, Cia.
No more mobility.
No more freedom on being, talking what I usually do.
No more sister-time with Kak Abeth.
No more eat-window-shopping-fooling-around with Dea.
No more three crazy,loving,uniqely different girls I have in Dentistry.
No more partameangan.
No more sermon,
No more my safe zone.
I don't know why it repeatedly come to me.
The thought of comparing Padang to Medan.
The feeling of being alone.
The constantly-complaining Gladys.
The fact that Mamak has always tried her best in motivating me may be one of the reason why I just can't back off.
I've gone far.
She has spent a lot me studying here.
and I know this makes her happier than ever.
" Aku ga tau. Aku ga tau kalau bakalan seberat ini waktu dijalaninnya.Banyak banget yang aku tinggalin di Medan.Aku terus berpikir apa FK ini layak buat itu semua.Buat semua yang aku tinggalin, semua yang aku relain. "
" Ga ada yang bilang bakal gampang. Kamu ingat singa betina itu keluar dan berburu untuk kelompoknya. Mangsanya dua kali lebih besar dari dia, lebih cepat. Tapi dia harus kejar buat makan kelompoknya. Kalau memang ini bukan yang kamu mau, tapi ga mungkin kamu tinggalin, jalanin aja dulu. Selesain. Setelah itu kamu lakuin apa yang kamu mau. Aku yakin kok kalau kamu mampu nyelesainnya."
That's what Jo told me last night.
He called because I was don't-wanna-go-out-just-want-to-be-at-kost that night.
I like English a lot.
I like stories, a lot.
I can read an article talking about Lithium in "curing" Bipolar in New York Times than actually just read my lecturer presentation.
I like Diana Rikasari's blog.
It's colorful.
I like magezine. It's also colorful and fresh and entertainment-filled.
I like riding my motor to 80 km/hour.
I like the feeling of freedom, of the wind blowing my hair, of my short skirts, my T-shirts, my messy hair.
I like to run.
I've always liked it.
I like CIMSA, precisely I like being part of actions.
I like selling DANUS. It makes me feel I'm needed or actually can bring something that make someone happy.
I like having good boy friends.
I was never sure of it, but I like it.
Boys are less drama,
I like doctors- my lecturers- who don't push me (us) to get A, but opening our horizon and making me (us) wonder.
I like writing.
My mind talks all the time.
I like chocolate, all variant of it.
I like good food.
I like watching movies, series.
The truth is, I feel worried if people, my relevat know all of this.
That they'll hink my Mom pushed me into this road.
I don't like people blaming my Mom.
But you know what.
I've got to the point where I stop worrying others' perspectives on my family.
I know my Mamak, I know my Bapak, and I know my Cia.
Everybody's opinions won't change the fact that these are the only people I share blood with.
