Schooling until the advanced stage is my desire since college degree. To that end, I study hard to get good performance. I want to get a scholarship for post-graduate school. When my achievements did not get better, then I hope to continue with saving for school.
My hope was that I can be hired in a big company. If possible, hope it on an oil and gas company. The salary received when working on large mining company is high indeed. From there, I hope to continue my education by saving my earn. I developed my hope when I'm attending undergraduate courses.
Apparently, I did not manage to get a job. Though I was a graduate of the flashy University of Gadjah Mada. Finally, I'm passing the time by becoming a blogger and writing novels. Though I graduated from the Faculty of Engineering. Precisely, graduated from the Mechanical Engineering Department.
In addition I suffered from bipolar disorder. Of course getting a disease like that will never be desired by everyone. The disease appeared when I was in the late period of study in Mechanical Engineering. The trigger is a conflict with the lecturer because the issue of an exam. I had written it down here.
I have finished writing my first novel. Surely in Indonesian. In addition, I also uploaded this novel in my another website. The latter is in English. My intention was to reach readers from foreign countries. I will continue to work so that I can upload it regularly.
In one occasion, a friend of mine gave an information to me. What kind of information other than scholarship information. Scholarships were awarded by the Ministry of Education and Culture. This scholarship is intended for social workers and artists. I was immediately shocked. I am reminded of a desire in the past to study further. The desire that has not faded to this day.
Novel I have written will being used as my portfolio to participate in the selection. It seems that everything seems perfect. However, I need consulting with psychiatrists to follow this selection. I am aware, I am a bipolar sufferer. I need to get the views of the psychiatrist who took care of me.
It turned out that psychiatrist did not give permission. My condition has not been possible to go to post graduate program. Even sad, but I understand that the psychiatrist did her best decision for me at this time. Hopefully on another occasion, when my condition was deemed able to lectures by doctors, there will be the next opportunity for me. Hopefully.
(photograph by Emile Seno Aji)