being somewhere-in-beetween is not comfortable at all.
you’ve been tick-tock-ing if i can say, and still stuck in the middle of them, and cannot get out.
what did i say actually?
well it happened many times in my life.
between my ex-h*** and his-newly-soon-to-be-his-wife.
between my boss and the other bosses.
between denok and kakak.
between life and (dont know when) death (will comes).
between my friends and his ex.
and today, being in a tele-conference on something i dont-completely understand.
okay, here comes the sad story,
they talking abt something technical, and i hv to write everything they talk abt.
i almost cry when they ask me ‘asti, are you still there?’ and all i can say only “hu-um, ok, noted, understand”
well i dont say ‘understand’ as much as i say ‘noted’ actually. haha!
than after the conference call over, i have to see again what i really wrote during that telecon, and gathering all the information, searching, and yet asking to people who understand it more, in Bahasa!
so thats it!
i learned alot, and i’m not a quitter. so i learned again, and again.
but somehow, i feel this un-comfortable feeling of being somewhere in between.