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assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh :)

hi, call me imra/imok. 24. i'm a/an: ENFP, muslimah, wife, proud indonesian, dentist (wannabe), parents-complex daughter, and part-timer otaku.

this daily journal is basically a small window of my life. i write about everything, whether it's important or not. sometimes, it's not even serious. so don't expect too much from this blog. don't try to judge me based on my writings, because i'm much more complicated than you could imagine. and i never mean to hurt anyone by my words, so pardon me if somehow i offended you. last but not least, i've been writing here for more than 5 years, people changes, so do i. thanks, happy reading.
May 11, 2013
new ilm

it’s always become an interesting moment, when you met your old friends who came from different majors. just like what i do today. i spend my whole day with my karimun troops. firstly, i expect to an aimless meeting. just like what we did in the old times: hanging around together, long ‘story telling’ session, tease each other so happily, then satisfy our culinary needs. but, unexpectedly, it turns out into some serious conversations. although there were three sided means of ‘serious’. in one time it was a seriously spooky, then seriously in love, and after that seriously serious (?)

while we enjoy our trip to a lot of places, riding on bianglala, or anything we did together, we discuss a lot of things. we, a former high school besties who's now being fought in each path of life, give our own views in various issues affecting to our country. it was’t like i never see them in serious way, but i just never realize with this small cycle, we can do many improvement.

from dentistry, medical science, enviromental engineering, food industrial engineering, civil engineering, and water resources engineering. we can do a lot with combining our each expertise. from them i know how the purification of river water happen, and what will happen to me if i insist use surabaya’s tap water. then i know how lack is indonesia’s ukm hygiene production standard, how to manage wastewater treatment in a household, why wudhu’ water must be water flowing, why zamzam spring water never get dry. and many more!

hahahaha. ya, it was a never ending learning process. although we’ve already separated by Allah’s will, we will never get enough to learn from each other till the very end. thanks God, i had a lot of fun with them and of course i got a lot of new ilm from them :)

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