ISHIHARA (Blind Color-Real Story)
Second Chance 1

Life is a choice

There was a registrant who died while crammed into the STAN registration queue. As soon as I read a headline on the internet. STAN, a college, thousands of people, a,

millions of stories and billions of memories. I call it by the word

like those. As in the Faculty of Medicine there are also thousands of people dreaming to follow it. Few pass but there are thousands of happy stories. Exists

also a story of failure but happier when I read the news of the people who graduated there. Although I only read but at least I feel their happiness. I feel like it's me.

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My costs are messier now. Rizqi and I remained silent. We bend our heads to read books and take matters so seriously at the folding table. Bored with folding tables then

exchanging styles by lying face down on the floor doodling deepened paper scribbles

basic Matimatika Skills. Even though we have the same activity, our goals are different. Rizqi studied to join SNMPTN at the Faculty of State Medicine in Padang, because studying in Banda Aceh was too far away. While I was studying

hard for one purpose pass STAN. Alqi studied late at night until early morning. I studied in the morning until the afternoon. When I'm sound

sleep Rizqi learn. When I woke up in the morning I saw Rizqi lying down, on the floor, exhausted from studying. Although we are different as much as possible to set the time to continue to go to college and study.

“Why take the test again Qy?” I asked Rizqy who just stretched after waking up. It is so

hurry up, there seems to be a morning lecture.

“This is too far Liel. Repeating a year is okay. In the area is more comfortable. If you graduate further.

Otherwise I will continue to study here until the end.” Obviously Rizqi,” Don't try SNMPTN again Liel?” Asked Rizqi not for long.

“Focus STAN first.”

“Soyang did not try. Chance”

“Mmm I'll try. In a few days I will also sign up. Queuing as before again.”

“Choose what?” Ask Rizqi.

“Ha ha ha..” We laugh. We seem to miss our hometown equally.

Even if STAN and Medicine have the same level of difficulty and I have conquered the Faculty of Medicine test. But the test material is different. The STAN Problem is filled with Basic Mathematics and English. While medicine at SNMPTN is filled with questions of IPA, Basic Mathematics, Bahasa Indonesia, and English. I can set up a strategy with

take a lot of scores in Basic Mathematics, Chemistry, Biology, and a little Physics.

But in STAN there are only two types of tests, namely Mathematics and English.

As a result I was weak in English while it was absolutely necessary in breaking down the STAN gate.

I need to improve my English. In the STAN test the English language test ability is similar to the TOEFL Test, only without the Listening Test stage. So just focusing on tenses and grammar, the STAN test version of course.

I've understood the English test patterns from the previous STAN Test questions. I have to improve my English skills, including my vocabulary. All this time the memory in my brain was filled with Chemical, Biological, and,

and a little physics, that memory must be replaced with mastery of tenses and grammar. The process of digesting the contents of the brain only takes less than a month. It's late April. The STAN test is scheduled for May.

Every word in the English Dictionary I read. One by one I read the meaning in the language

Indoneszian. Verbal ability tests also often take absorption words from English. Although it's impossible to get rid of, I just read it. If you're lucky those words show up on the subject. I hope I can remember it. Me too

running to the library. On the top floor there are various newspapers and magazines. Jakarta Post, English-language newspapers are often discourses that

present at the STAN issue was taken from there. I read the paper at night in the library until it closed. The campus library closes at 10 p.m.

In the quiet night. In the library upstairs. With my newspapers and magazines

by oneself. Read the text in an English newspaper. Every word I don't understand. I type in an electronic dictionary. I wrote the equivalent in the newspaper so I understood the discourse being conveyed. That's how I learn. Be that as it

learning spirit.

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