The Art of Apprehensive

Pain is inevitable, but suffer is an option

In the end of the year, i experienced several things which is not good thing actually. But i still had a good thought to God. Like in college, it was my final semester exam. The different is u can’t cheat.

First, i had a tootache in the first last week. Due my indolent for brushing my teeth regularly, i’d got a big hole at my rear molar. I meant : a great hole with a great pain. My nerve was rocked. If u had to choose whether u had a tootache or a broken heart then i will chuz the last.
My plan was had a dentist examine it after i arrived in Jogja, since I planned to go home in the end of the year. The only reason was it is cheaper while in my hometown. Jakarta isn’t a friendly city for sick people. So i chose to stay and bear all the pain and fasting during the week. Ate cereal and corn flakes instead of rice.

Second, I went home with economic class train. It was my ‘proyek iseng-iseng’ to try it. According to Nita and Masri experiences, it was quite OK (in capitalized letter) for riding the economic train. And it was far cheaper from regular ticket. And it was suitable for me for forgetting my pain. But they didn’t mention of ‘exception moment’ like New Year Eve combined with Idul Adha. I can’t tell u what exactly happened inside there due to the very tragical time i had. U can imagine that for now i still traumatic for riding economic train again… yet. The bright side was i know my resistance is. Like stood with no space for enough movement for about 8 hours! Then i know my limit. Hell yeah…!

It was several events i’ve enjoyed during my last year ceremony. And when i came back to Jakarta i did my revenge : I used flight! Actually, i want an executive class train but it sold out. Everybody went back to Jakarta, although i already took a leave.  And it’s not the end of the story. Flight was not a good choice. First i booked Lion Air, but the girl  at next line moved me to another flight line. It was Adam Air. Yeah, the flight which has crashed in Jan 1st and the next day i would flight with it. At that time i didn’t feel anything, coz i neither read news paper nor watch TV. Then i knew it in the day i would doing my flight. I flew with thousand of worries in my mind. But, thanx God i’d arrived in Jakarta safely then.

In this hopefully new year i hope i can learn wisely from my past experiences.

4 Comments »

  1. crushdew Said:

    apprehensive is a part of d art???

  2. bangkumahoni Said:

    For me it is a matter of how to make it more beautiful, thus meaningful, otherwise i only sigh.

  3. yan koko Said:

    woalah bro… kok njegleg banget seeh…
    btw… orangtuamu lebih menyayangimu drpd bagaimana caramu menyayangi dirimu sendiri.. hahaha…..
    dosn’t matter bro…. u have good experience….. semua harus dicoba…..
    kalo perlu besok pas pulang ke jogja naek bajaj ato truck… pasti lebih menantang..!!!! Harga Diri bro!!!!

  4. bangkumahoni Said:

    Naek truk? hmm..mau2…temenin dunk… katanya kangen jalan2 bareng aku *mata berkedip2* .
    Kalo soal ortu, semoga mereka bisa memahami cara anaknya merayakan kepulangan… aneh ya?! Gapa2 sekali2.


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