[22 wishes]

i am 22 after all

Assalamu'alaikum,

Hatiku tenang pabila singgah ke laman 'luahan' jiwanya. Banyak unsur usrah buatkan aku tidak minat utk membaca meskipun blog itu telah lama aku follow. Sejak di Bandung, sejak aku masih hingusan. Semua post blognya aku abaikan, adalah setahun sekali. Hmm

Tetapi harini, kerana 'Sungai', tajuk the latest post, aku kembali menjejak ke belakang melihat dan menilik hasil tulisan yg lama namun amat bernilai.

Tidak, aku tidak pernah kenal mana satu penulisnya walaupun aku tahu dia adalah salah seorang senior di UNPAD. 

Benarlah, hidayah itu milik Allah.

Aku amat ingin kalian semua singgah ke sana

Boleh, kan? :)

ps: mohon doanya, aku mulai exam esok.

semoga kejayaan mengiringi Diyana, amiin.





comment here ♥ 0











comment here ♥ 0



Assalamu'alaikum,

I don't know when the last time i did write in here. huhu everything seems so busy and rush. and in motion. its true, nothing stops..it keeps on pacing ahead.

(I hate this writer-block. I've been doing 'type and delete' the paragraphs. Urgh)

Now I'm in the last posting before going to 4th year of medical school. Its remarkably difference here as compared to the pre-clinical year in Indonesia. We are adapting and while doing that some of us didn't manage to go with the flow, I think. I'm the one from the 'us'.

Okay, let put the medical world aside. I've been seeing the future me working in the future. HOs are doing job like no one cares how many hours they have been doing that and how many time they repeating the same procedures. When I was a kid (now I admit, I'm still one), I would love to be a doctor because there are no 'boring' in the field work because people are having different illness so my brain will always connecting the neurons to solve the problem. I think it would be easy but now I realized its a big NO.

Unless if the nurses, colleagues, superiors and patients loves you, then it would be happy to work in that hectic world.

I want to write about my loved ones now.

(I know that I should praise him and make him feel appreciated. Not in a way that I wrote here and he never realized it at all -_-)

I'm thankful for having he and them along this journey. They always heal. They always makes me feel good. Its true that when you have been staying in the hospital, where the place if full of sadness, grieve and negative emotions, you tend to absorb them like a sponge,.

Because of love, they have been repeating the same lines everyday with difference tune.

Alhamdulillah, in a way, I feel happy and  so grateful. They are the one who always listen and hear my laughs and cries. I know they are tired, too but they just did it.

:')

Maybe I should be doing the same thing. InsyaAllah. Please pray for me guys.

:)




comment here ♥ 0