Just like an aspiring singer that know that he has a good voice but lack of a big platform to tell, this is what happen to me, an aspiring writer. I convinced my self to write a book, probably since I was college, but here I am, thirteen years later, still not writing a damn single book. What’s up with contemplation, procrastination, excuse myself with “I’m busy” with work and family, but sadly I’m trapped in this bubble of mind. Eventually, I keep doing enjoying myself jumping from series to another, I could tell you in every month there will be a new series or movie that captivates me and give me this zinc to live, but I never, never made an art written project well written at least for the last ten years.
Then I decided to make a blog, like everyone else does, with the hope that, if I’m not going to write anyway in my WHOLE life, at least I have a legacy to write in- right? some kind of auto-opinion-biography that was collected. Maybe somehow I would tell my closest people to open my blog that I was discreetly writing in for the last year, and finally they-the closest- find another layer from me- closet open, no secret, spill the tea.
Or maybe I’m just going to write the suckiest thing ever written in history, and let’s see how it goes. Maybe it’s not really sucks, maybe it is, who knows? These had been unpredictable years to live as human being in crack up society.
Ready to write ?
Now that December had gone away, what left is this misty January with lots of plans ahead, and my head have gone mad today just for thinking all those plans and worries. Typical me. Turns out the bell rings for new year didn’t set up my brain as well.
Just take a deep breath and now that you are alive in this new year despite the hazardous year we had, we should be grateful for it.
If there is one thing we could learn from last year, enjoy the moments and don’t stress too much for the future because guess what, you might as well not know what is happening as well. But still, change your habit, since it’s the only thing that could give you a better hope for the future.
Now that I’m still studying my residency, I’m going to enjoy my moment of studying, I’m going to make reading my medical books as a habit, something that I would read before sleep on my ipad, browsing what gets me interested. Just like browsing for your next show to watch on netflix.
I might not be that good at studying, but somehow I learn myself how to learn. I like it when I could explain or give a knowledge for my peers, I feel like I’m proud and that’s my pride. I know it’s not a good motive, but what’s wrong with being a teacher to your friends? And during the stud process in order to memorize things, I think I should check in my memory first what’s in order for me. Now that I know how much I know about things, then I associate it with these new knowledges from my reading. Hope it works, fingercross.
Here’s to a new year. A new leap. A new habit. A new hope.