They call it as "Sincerity"

About 2 months have passed. Much to tell but let's see what I can do here.

Never thought before that practically it's true, true peace comes from balance. Philosophically I always know, either by reading or contemplation, but exercising mind to action is totally different. Reality is never as easy as thinking, despite world's order is made by great thinkers.

Now take a look to the case: Why the hell couldn't I understand sooner, that being a medical student is not that difficult? Why wasn't I able to accept my calling?

But lest regret conquers me, I am what I am because of what I was.

Sometimes freedom is not always about leaving, but freedom is to stay.

It takes sincerity to let myself live not my own dream, to make myself dream someone else's dream. It's not easy, but it's the path I have to pass through.

I'm not saying I'm

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"There’s a reason I said I’d be happy alone.
It wasn’t ‘cause I thought I’d be happy alone.
It was because I thought if I loved someone, and then it fell apart, I might not make it.
It’s easier to be alone.
Because what if you learn that you need love?
And then you don’t have it?
What if you like it? And lean on it?
What if you shape your life around it?
And then… it falls apart?
Can you even survive that kind of pain?
"

- Meredith Grey, Season 7 Finale

Perhaps

1. Perhaps it's okay to start revealing the darkest secret of mine

2. Perhaps one day I must fully let this world know who I really am

 3. Perhaps it's just scary at first but would make my life easier in the end

4. Perhaps People aren't as judgemental as I think, but I am

5. Perhaps this is my self-acceptance, then I can stay true to myself

6. Perhaps I won't lose love just because of this

7. Perhaps friends will respect it

8. Perhaps happiness will finally visit me, by me being honest

9. Perhaps something good may come up afterwards

AMSEP-UNS. 7 Taiwan Delegates. Friendship.

Stop blaming on me for writing another not funny story! I know I'm not funny. I'm always too serious about everything. I've tried to improve though, just so you know. At least one out of my zillion words, I think, is a little bit funny enough. And for this time, I'll repost what I posted in AMSA-Indonesia's about-to-be-abandoned mailing-list (just to make it quick).

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Da jia hao!
Wo de mingzi Liswindio.

From 6th-13th of August 2012, AMSA UNS just hosted AMSEP for AMSA Taiwan. We got 7 delegates; 3 delegates from China Medical School, and 4 delegates from Chung-Shan Medical School.
Here are the names of the delegates:
1. Chen, Da Yang (english name / nick name: Kazy)
2. Chen, Sheng-Lin (english name / nick name: Sam)
3. Chiang Wan Li (english name / nick name: John)
4. Der, Jeng-Ray (nick name: Ray)
5. Wang, Yen-Hui (english name / nick name: Katelyn)
6. Yang, Chun-Lin (english name / nick name: Andy)
7. Tsai, Tzung-Ping (english name / nick name: Rick)

Drama. Me. Family. Fate.

I bet if some pieces of my life experiences were to be made into movie or TV Series, it would hit box office. Probably the genre could be "Drama, Comedy, Tragedy" (I wish I could add "Thriller", but no way! I'm not Jigsaw). The Censorship Body had to rate it as "15+, Family, Adolescence". Who knows it might beat Gossip Girl, or How I Met Your Mother, or even Friends? One thing for sure, I can barely believe that I really walked such life journey. Really, I feel like being a Drama Prince (No, I'm not a Queen!)

First thing first, Long long story, it's about my denial of being a medical student. It's true and will always be true in every history that I've never wanted to be a medical student. I hate it when I have to memorize so many things in my study-process. Truthfully, I'm more a Math-Student rather than a Biology one. I'd rather have Mathematics or Physics to be my field. The whole wide world knows it very well that all reason I'm here in where I am now is because my parents' desire, or dream, or hope, or anything it is. Yeah, not my own eagerness, never really my own choice.

The Road Not Taken

THE ROAD NOT TAKEN

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.


Robert Frost (1916)