Eighteen years, November...

            I know it’s too late to say hi to you, yes, you November. Many things I love from you, not just because of 26, but you are what I always call the-pouring-rain-month. I do love rain that drops from the sky. I’ve always found that rain is very calming. Besides, November, the past years, you kept giving me so many surprises. Many remarkable things had happened, which I emphasize here, not all of them were over the moon, yes, some were down in the dumps. Yet, they all had ushered me to the deeper understanding of life.

            Here I am, facing you again, alhamdulillah I’m still given another turn to meet you. We meet in different place. Heaps of things have changed anyway. Just to say, on our tenth encounter, who knew things would go out like this. Jogja, Gadjah Mada, medical student, standing on my own two feet. Well, November, I’m no longer living with my parents, and since you’ve known me, the spoiled kid, I honestly say living alone is not an easy thing to do for me. But, I have determination to change, and I will make it happen, insyaAllah.

Literally, I have lots of story to share with you, but I can’t, just because of one silly thing, November, time is not on my side. I feel terrible that I can’t befriend time, yet. I’m tied up with hectic academic schedules and tasks, organizational activities, committee’s stuffs… To tell you the truth, November, I’m happy with them all, but I feel worried even so. I’m afraid that there will be time when things don’t go my way, and then I will give up everything. Just an old me, November, too much worries. So, November, if Allah still give us other encounters in the future, I hope you will meet a better me, who begoodfriending time. Amin.

Well, today is 26, my birthday. Alhamdulillah, eighteen years, November. How grateful I am to have these awesome 18 years, everything, a great family that’s always be here for me, good friends to share many things with, amazing life, wonderful experiences, and all aspects that had filled my life every single day, hour, minute, even second. Life goes on, November. I shouldn’t stop drawing my life with colors. I must keep studying, learning, enjoying this life, because I only live once. Now, It’s all my choice, am I growing up or just getting older?

November, 26^th 2012