4.28.2011

In The Land Of The Sand

not in a second thought,, or even third thought, that I am gonna be a nurse, working here in the middle east.. at least i have forseen myself working abroad (well that's what the fortune-teller also told me like years before, that i will work abroad..), but the least choice here especially in Saudi Arabia.. why? because there is no life here.. i can spell the word BORING even when i am asleep.. no brightlights (except the moon), no pets (but katir puskals/cats here, eating our leftover foods, that's why they're so healthy!), no shorts, sleeveless, no girls and boys walking together, no trendy clothes, all but tarha (cloth covering in the hair of women) and abaya (the black dress).... actually, i find their culture-- w.e.i.r.d

when i arrived here, like 3 months ago (OMG, i can't believe that i am still alive for 3 months!), all i can say, WELCOME TO PRISONER OF AZKABAN! LOL! first night million miles away from my families, it was hard to close your eyes.. i even dreamed that i was just dreaming that i was here in saudi arabia (what? dream within a dream?? this is Inception!).. but when i woke up, DAMN! reality bites.. but as time passed by, and when i got my lafftaff and have been chatting with my family and bf, my loneliness was lessen, just 1%, at least! and i was starting to realized that i am here because i wanted this job, and the tough experience i had just to be here.. and not all people especially nurses in our country have the opportunity to work here.. so i thought i should be thankful that i was given a chance by Him :) Now i can help my family,, inshallah.. and for my future also..


then when i started to work in the hospital... the nightmare begins....