So here’s the list of ideas that I could use to write a novel – I had so many ideas and I just can’t pick one. Millenialls dillema.
Resistance – Story of doctors who felt oppressed by harsh medical environment about the seniority and unjust, and made a secret group within the hospital to give a warning about the insanity that happened inside of the doctors environment that resulted in damaging the patient’s life
The Sun – The story of a father that try to find his lost daughter in Bali. He was helped by a young freshman students who have the same subject interest with the father, which is a professor. Eventually the journey made this student find himself, and so does the father.
The Last Eye – The story of a guy who find himself trying to search a meaning behind her mother’s death, it brings him to a journey meet two friends. These three people resulted in an envy and love relationship, and also brings the secret of her mother’s death.
The Kingdom – A politic and medical related theme about a freshman doctor trying to discovering the secret of high-class doctor society and the truth, corrupt, affair, and manipulation.
Or maybe I’m just trying too hard putting my subjects of work in these fiction? I’m really good with ideas but not so good with executing it. Typical me.
There’s this one bag of tea that I keep so long and use it on the right day. And this is the right day. A rainy 5 pm saturday. I remember once when I went to Paris (yes, I finally did!) me and my best friend were having an early dinner at a Morocco-esque restaurant in Paris and it was raining, so everyone was going inside, and the restaurant was crowded, but we had so much fun, and we drank Peppermint tea! So at my flight back, somehow I had to stay one night in Zurich (awesome) and there is this freebag of peppermint tea in breakfast hall so I snatched it and I bring it home to my country.
Reminiscing those days, when we walk all over Seine rivers, exploring the city, having dinner at a Parisian restaurant, it was one of the fine days of my life.
Some people are lucky enough to have the work they dreamed, or leading to the work they attracted with. Some other people are pushed to have enjoy everything in their own plate, whether you like it or not. Most people belong to second one.
I watch this movie last weekend and it was the most heartwarming movie of the year. The scene where Jojo found her mother died *spoiler* was heartbreaking, but the ambience of the whole movie was exceptional. I fall with movie with good relationship between a mother and child, it adds sentimental to the whole new level.
Habits are the only thing that creates opportunity toward dreams. Do try consistently doing things everyday, even it is only half an hour or less, but if you do it consistently it will become a habit and you will be closer to your dream. Action of your own dream start by doing small things. Small things become a habit, and habits become a reality.
What about talking to lots of people in a very nice way. And a simple way such as compliment things or noticing something that interesting. And try as best as you can to take everything light. Even when you’re facing struggle.
Remember, the best comedy sometimes come from a tragedy.
I’m afraid that sometimes there are too much that I want to achieve, it resulted in achieving nothing. Nowadays we are faced with lots of choices, a paradox of choices. Our mind was working too much to make calculations of the choice we should made then it was down when we are trying to focus one thing. Make a short list about what you want to do. A deadline of objective result. Make a priority. Little by little you will achieve the task.
A critical time during conversation is when you are shouted or asked by other person and you did not feel like to answer it. Maybe because the question was harsh, or judgemental, or overpower yourself. Whatever that is, you need to be get ahead on those critical time. Be silent for a moment rather than answering it with sugary emotions. It could ruin your relationship, but most important-it will ruin yourself. That person just want to communicate with you. In his or her own way. Maybe he or she really just want to reach you, or basically just care with you. Answer it. Calmly. Or with laugh. Don’t stressed out to much about what the content of the question was. But how you answer them. That’s what matters.