
I'm used to living alone, so I'm immune to loneliness. I enjoyed my life even without a love story that ended beautifully. I have to keep looking forward, I don't want love to make my life fall apart, I don't want to be with anyone. I can only wait for someone to accept me.
Life without love is unattractive. I don't think so. Life without love is free from prison. You must permission first go where, you also have permission first to do what, should not this, should not be it, especially when doi jealous, a lot of crunching, snacking, and so on, alaaahhhhh very ribet. No one can be like that yet. I am really confused by this behavior.
I will walk lightly if my parents always accompany me with their sincere prayers, I will also be excited to walk if my friends encourage me. Their presence is enough for me to live my life.
Life is brought relaxed, after all emotions always change, all sustenance always rolls, all obstacles always come, and all that is being faced will be the past that may be important to you.
Right now, I'm being preoccupied with a lot of college assignments. I forgot, I can't complain. Accept it, after all it is a student's job, but there are still tasks that you can get. If you have graduated, surely you will miss the tasks of stacking it.
I worked hard to graduate on time. Right now, I'm 8th semester, time is fast. It seems like I just became a maba now I have to find a title for my script later. Very heavy in finding the title of the thesis, you have to consider many things, ranging from the problems to be discussed to think about the availability of material that supports your thesis. Anyway, it should be thorough.
""Hmm... It seems like the right title."
"Eh but I think it's hard to find the source."
"I think this one's right."
"But there is nothing less."
That afternoon, I was thinking about the title of the thesis for me to submit. From that afternoon until today, it had been three days that I thought of the right title, but it never came. Until finally when I was praying, came a brilliant idea, a title that was right for me.
I finally submitted the title and it was accepted. This is the process of the final semester struggle, the process makes life stronger and will certainly appreciate the results of the effort.
I who no longer have courses in class, now changed to a course in the grocery bookstore. Looking around for references to my script, from one store to another while talking and showing pictures of the book I was looking for, but it was empty.
Unfortunately, I'm used to this condition because I've been trained from semester 3, tired, tired, walking here and there to visit each store while wondering but no one sold the book. It was late in the evening, I had to wait in line to take the busway, until the last terminal, I had to walk to get home. Very sacrifice.
That final semester student, no longer thinking about fashion, who used to be beautiful, handsome, neat, all-round face, well-groomed, fragrant, lips and cheeks like pomegranate, now the reality is reversed. Face looks tired, rarely sleeps, black eyes, tangles, dull clothes, stress, even no smile on his face. Maybe the final semester students want to keep a beautiful smile at graduation later. Store a classy perfume, charming clothes, a brilliant face that he will later show off when the final wait is later. I hope that day will come soon.
Gathering as many books as possible, retrieving information that matches the title of the thesis, typing that information until I finally can not sleep the night anymore. Every day I do that.
I kept assuring myself that tomorrow would be fine, there was nothing to worry about, everything would go as it should. Keep praying and believing that I will.
The next day I was nervous to death, the trial went well even though I answered nervously. Thank God everything is in order.
"Wahh, congratulations Pril."
"Ihhh, are you guys here? why not say it?"
"Liar surprise."
"Thank you, Iren, Naren, and Zena."
In addition to them, Puma and Lia came, thank you, thank you, when I finished being nervous, you guys just came.
"Actually I'm crashing with all of them, I'll need the encouragement earlier, before I enter the room, you guys give me encouragement when my anxiety is over."
"Sorry, Pril. We know that you can get through everything on your own, so we want to let you face it all without us. I know you're strong, so we did this on purpose. Just look at the evidence, you are relieved, have finished the trial with confidence and enthusiasm from yourself, even though we did not encourage you, but we always pray for you Pril, so that you are made easy to answer the questions."
"Uuhhh, so sweet."
"Let's go home, help me carry the yakk papers, really heavy."
"Relax ae, here." (take the papers that have been put in the bag).
Huhhh, the burden of life is reduced, I feel like I am coming back to life, the night air envelops me instantly like shaking my hand and saying congratulations to you. So did the moon that shone its light on me just to congratulate me. My body was light, and all the scenery I saw on the bike was beautiful.
Waiting for the graduation day to arrive, I have prepared everything, I cannot wait to welcome that day, a day that radiates happiness across the faces present at the event. The presence that every student looks forward to. That day will be soon. I was always ready to be on the show. I will wear a toga that I only occasionally wear, then I use a hat that will be moved by the dean. Then I exuded a smile as grim as I had withstood since compiling the thesis. I am so grateful that my name will soon be titled. The title I fought for so far, the title that could turn my life into the one that would later serve as an example. Hopefully with this title, I can work according to the title I got, and hopefully this title can be accounted for.