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January 2012
Self Frustration
Monday, January 16, 2012 || 1:47 AM
music: Max Schneider ft. Kurt Schneider - Breakeven
mood: mixed up
Entah kenapa akhir-akhir ini gue ngerasa sepi.
Gue ngerasa kalo semua temen yang pernah deket sama gue jadi menjauh. Ya mungkin karena lingkungannya udah beda kali ya, jadi semuanya punya kesibukan sendiri-sendiri. Atau mungkin emang ada sesuatu yang salah dengan skill sosialisasi gue.
Gue selalu pengin bisa jadi orang yang supel, yang bisa punya banyak temen, bisa cepet nyambung ngobrol, dan juga nggak kaku. Gue termasuk orang yang nggak fleksibel, dan mungkin itu yang menyebabkan gue jadi susah bergaul sama orang-orang. Mungkin bisa dibilang gue itu bukan orang yang
easy-going, karena menurut gue, gue terlalu terpaku dengan prinsip-prinsip yang gue pegang sendiri.
Semua itulah yang ngebuat gue susah untuk beradaptasi sama lingkungan baru.
Kadang kalo gue ngeliat temen gue yang supel, rasanya kadang suka iri... Kenapa gue nggak bisa kayak mereka? Bisa mengekspresikan perasaan mereka dengan gampang, punya banyak temen, punya karakter yang ekstrovert...
Gue adalah orang yang semi-anti sosial. Gue benci ada di kerumunan banyak orang, dan gue nggak terlalu handal kalo disuruh ngobrol sama orang. Mungkin bisa dibilang gue adalah orang yang
membosankan.
Gue bener-bener pengin merubah karakter gue. Tapi walaupun gitu, ujur aja, sejak ada
seseorang yang bilang bahwa dia ingin gue merubah sifat gue yang nggak banyak omong ini, gue sakit hati. Banget.
Jujur aja, hanya ada
TIGA orang yang sebaya sama gue yang bener-bener gue percaya sampe sekarang. Gue bukan orang yang gampang percaya, jadi tiga orang ini adalah orang yang gue percaya nggak bakal bohong ke gue.
Tetep aja, gue tetep ngerasa sepi.
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Last Saturday, I went to take my medication again. The doctor said that I should take a combination medication, that means I have to get shot and after that, I should get some injections. I was fine with the pulsed-dye laser, but the injection scares me. Me and needles never been good friends. As the nurses prepared the machine, I was praying to God, hoping that this time, it wouldn't hurt as usual.
I stepped in to the room, and the doctor told my mother to just wait outside as the light from the pulsed-dye laser might cause a temporary blindness for her. I was surprised, because last time my dad was allowed to be with me.
I clutched the cover of the bed where I was laying down as a nurse covered my eyes with a bandage and a eye-cover. The usual procedure was done, and I did feel hurt this time. Maybe it was because I had no one with me as I went through that hell.
I got shot 36 times, a half more than last time. Before I recovered from the pain (physically and mentally), a needle already made its way through my skin. I lost count on how many they injected me. The next thing I know, I couldn't move my upper body anywhere. I waited until the cold from the Zimmer gone and finally got up after a nurse covered it with a bandage.
As I was going home, the tears started to accompany me.
It was never, never that hurt. I think a combination medication is a worst idea ever.
Now, my skin in the area of my tumor have changed from white to red and black. It's now all swollen and hurting me whenever I make a move. Good thing that I am now in my short holiday so I can get my rest as much as possible.
It's just... I don't know, how much more should I suffer in the future?
Labels: Explanation, Personal