Before sleeping I need to write something now. There is no idea, I just bored sitting on my duty chair tonight. I have played many games on my netbook but it is still 9.10 pm. There are 50 minutes more before I go to up stair to get sleep. I have a big question to my self about my future? What is going on to me in 10 years later? Will I reach my dream be obstetric and gynecology professional? Will I continue my study in Japan? Am I success make an international relationship? Will I have 3 children? Will I… Will I… Will I
Ten years later, I will be 30 years old. I can imagine my self walking around of the pathway of hospital, using my white uniform with a beautiful bag in my arm. Visiting my patients in the morning, discussing to them about their disease, seeing their laughing then shaking their hand softly. At operation room, I am in purple uniform, attaching masker on my mouth and scalp on my head, handing a surgery knive and starting Caesar operation. At home, I’m in the kitchen, preparing food for my children and my husband whom have sit on the table, talking much about my children study, hearing my husband problem, then arrange family planning together. Everything is going on in relaxing condition which fulled of laughing and love.
Dreamer… Honestly, I’m a dreamer. But I’m not like an ordinary dreamer. I believe that whatever in our dream if we try hard to make it true, Insya Allah, we can get it. It is called action. But, only it is not enough. We need praying to the Allah swt. One by one, my dream has come true actually. Being a doctor is one my dream and I have succeded to get it. I love to dream manything in my live. It’s free and makes me happy. I love that.
Ups it’s 10 o’clock now… Last advice… Don’t be afraid in making your dream. Good night…
Ten years later, I will be 30 years old. I can imagine my self walking around of the pathway of hospital, using my white uniform with a beautiful bag in my arm. Visiting my patients in the morning, discussing to them about their disease, seeing their laughing then shaking their hand softly. At operation room, I am in purple uniform, attaching masker on my mouth and scalp on my head, handing a surgery knive and starting Caesar operation. At home, I’m in the kitchen, preparing food for my children and my husband whom have sit on the table, talking much about my children study, hearing my husband problem, then arrange family planning together. Everything is going on in relaxing condition which fulled of laughing and love.
Dreamer… Honestly, I’m a dreamer. But I’m not like an ordinary dreamer. I believe that whatever in our dream if we try hard to make it true, Insya Allah, we can get it. It is called action. But, only it is not enough. We need praying to the Allah swt. One by one, my dream has come true actually. Being a doctor is one my dream and I have succeded to get it. I love to dream manything in my live. It’s free and makes me happy. I love that.
Ups it’s 10 o’clock now… Last advice… Don’t be afraid in making your dream. Good night…
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