I had try out for 7 subjects today, from 1pm to 5pm.
How did it feel?
Hell.
But thankfully, I have Diva, Anita, and Rizka over there. We took no break one after another subject, all that wanted was; get outta there. Evening was down, and those tests finally over. We three decided to eat, geez it was a half day of tests, after saying bye to Rizka. And I'd love this part; one raining Sunday evening, slowly driving while singing along the radio, together. It's true when they say: "Friends are the food for the soul."
We ate pasta by the way, fettuccine-with-no-salt, that's what Anita said, and Diva added to order a hot cream soup. I asked the waitress by saying "Mbak, boleh minta salt?" Okay, it was Diva's idea, by using English for 'garam', because she's ashamed if the waitress thought that we couldn't taste 'this-so-delicious' fettuccine. Guess what? She got us: salad.
Go on and laugh.
We were back home after that, after sooo many stupid things we laughed at that time. Tomorrow I'll have Accounting Test, with those Worksheet thingy which drive me crazy. It's kinda, ironic, realizing that it's not my purpose ability subject, after these 2 years. It had put me through, by the way, and I have to make it done. I get believe this; "When you say that you can; then you can." It's like, when yesterday my heart was broken, it's no longer listed today.
Afterall, world is being my friend these days; yes, everything is smiling. Though there's still, one big question here in my mind:
How did it feel?
Hell.
But thankfully, I have Diva, Anita, and Rizka over there. We took no break one after another subject, all that wanted was; get outta there. Evening was down, and those tests finally over. We three decided to eat, geez it was a half day of tests, after saying bye to Rizka. And I'd love this part; one raining Sunday evening, slowly driving while singing along the radio, together. It's true when they say: "Friends are the food for the soul."
We ate pasta by the way, fettuccine-with-no-salt, that's what Anita said, and Diva added to order a hot cream soup. I asked the waitress by saying "Mbak, boleh minta salt?" Okay, it was Diva's idea, by using English for 'garam', because she's ashamed if the waitress thought that we couldn't taste 'this-so-delicious' fettuccine. Guess what? She got us: salad.
Go on and laugh.
We were back home after that, after sooo many stupid things we laughed at that time. Tomorrow I'll have Accounting Test, with those Worksheet thingy which drive me crazy. It's kinda, ironic, realizing that it's not my purpose ability subject, after these 2 years. It had put me through, by the way, and I have to make it done. I get believe this; "When you say that you can; then you can." It's like, when yesterday my heart was broken, it's no longer listed today.
Afterall, world is being my friend these days; yes, everything is smiling. Though there's still, one big question here in my mind:
"God, why does Faculty of Dentistry seem so faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar, away?"
