IMMORTAL HARVEST

Dear bloggies,

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. 

Currently on repeating-mode 

harvestcake.com

FTALE

 

Hi blog!

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.

You know those are just my jungling mind.

 

Black Magic

Hi bloggie!

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. 

Ed Messran

So, it's been 4 day since all the exam thingy.

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.

I spent my first years of life with.

 

R/ Epinefrin 1 mg No. I

Happy people!
It's sunny but not so hot in Padang this afternoon.
And I just got back from this Basic Pathology, Diagnose, and Therapy block's exams.

One thing made today 'special' was while we're having our Pharmacology Lab's MCQ exam papers, came our lecturer saying this :

" Ujian sama saya nilainya 15 point selama 15 menit.
Tulis soalnya!
1. Sebutkan apa yang dimaksud dengan obat parenteral?
2. a. Sebutkan jenis-jenis obat parenteral.
    b. Berikan contoh masing-masing 5 beserta dosisnya.
KALIAN DI SINI KULIAH KEDOKTERAN.BUKAN MAIN-MAIN! "

FU*K!

I guess it was pretty much what's in all of  in J room yelled in our hearts, besides " Ya Allah!" of course.

I didn't have any problem with the exams, although I'm not sure about my answers. :p
It's just the way this ibuk YELLED and ORDERED us. Especially her last words.
It's just..

What you think we'e been doing this last freaking whole year Buk?
Playing around?!
It's been one year of even just trying to find and actually fit to any studying methode we knew.
It's been crying alone in the room saying to our selves
"Am I good enough?"
"Can I make it?" 

Every week is about finishing and grabbing one or more textbooks.
Every week is about changing from an obgyn, to an internist, to a geriatrist.
Another is about doing our Indonesian tasks and Civil's presentation and exams. 

Sometimes it's about getting in our organisation, doing the programs.
Other times it's about the faculty agenda.

I'm not whining about all the things we have to face, the textbooks we have to read, the schedule we have to follow.

I'm just saying, there are other ways to make students open their eyes, to motivate our willingness to study, to ask, to explore.
Not by making us feel so down, like we haven't done anything this past one year.

          So yeah, you write me a prescription to be your so dreamed medical student. 
         The kind of students who will make proud the "institution" , who will keep the                          "accreditation".

But at the and of the day, I'mma choose whether I trust your pescribed drugs or get myself another opinion, or try alternative medication.

Love,
your-frequently-stumbled-along-the-medical-road student.

Knife it is.

Hello bloggies!

I just reached home ( actually just my 16-meter-squared room) from break-fasting with my university mates.

Truth be told, I'm facing acne problem, again -__- , this lately.
It has been driving me mad and actually ashamed whenever friends come asking "what happen to your face Dys?"

Honestly people, if I had known what happened to my face, I would have effing stop these deliciously reddish inflamations! -__-"

You know, ever since I arrived here, in Padang, I have - in most of the time- hidden my nature behaviour.
My loud, insane, nasty, bitchy, ambitious, sarcastic self.
I have been very "concerned" about what people think and see on me.

But this evening, I couldn't stop laughing my heart out surrounded by people doing the same.
The feeling of safe being my self was rejoicing.

Some not so joyful moment was :
the taxi I took home didn't put the cargo on, I don't LIKE that!

And I know it's nothing but my silly, random, time-wasting post in the end of week 6, end of semester 2, which immply that I'm having Block exam next week, and OSCE on the next 2 weeks.

Whatever.
I do what I want now.
And I want this.

And I think I don't wanna put up with somebody's childish, selfish, queen-bee behaviour any more.
You need to think about what people feel when you do or say something, especially ones close to you.
Being close doesn't freaking immply you got to be the boss all the time.
I shut you down.
Do what you want.
Just don't expect  the same tolerance! *middle-finger-inserted-here* :p

Dumb NaNaNa

Hi bloggies!
I don't remember when was the last time I blogged XD
hahahha..

Any way,
Good news, I got in the Project Team of CIMSA FK Unand 2015-2016!!
Thanks God.
And today, I'll be having SCOPH's upgrading called iTunes :)

And, I'd really love to talk about this (not so new) series I love, THE NEW NORMAL. ;)
I love the story, it's not heavy like Vampire Diaries, Game of Throne, especially True Blood.

And I think it has some really good life lesson and also criticism especially about how the society treats LGBT.
I'm not exactly the best person on ignoring what people think and say about myself, but love is love.
Other than that is none of our freaking business, moreover our judging.


And ughh...this song really beats my head this lately. :)
So, Happy Sunday.

XOXO, Glados.