AZAP
The last ujian of 6-years-pack of meducation. dueh..hari itu datang juga. Pagi pagi teler berat from days of sleepless nights. But God woke me up with a blink of an eye..and aside from my shake-me-to-the-core-anxiety, i decided to make this AZAP (as zesty as possible, since i’m gonna make ‘zest’ a way to live) so i’m telling myself the world ain’t gonna roll me.
di jalan d nyanyi2..trus jungkir balik ujian rusuh dikasi 3stengah jam ngerjain profil seblm ujian lisan. mixture of nauseous dizzy fear mulai merambat disekujur pembuluh. what could be the worst-case scenario? even if i should fail, i’d march to the fall. just stop one bit to enjoy the sensation..bisa jadi exciting feeling to experience. it’s when u cry just a little..but u laugh in the middle..
so i put my hands in the air to enjoy my ride..
it went fine, not perfect but i’m doing ok..aym gonna be happy for what i stand for. and at the end of the day i know..i’ve nothing more to say, nor feel, but gratitude..
