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My Second In-Country Course

Friends would always tell me that I am so lucky to have a job like mine. Yes, I like my job so much that I look at it as a game I play. I enjoy every moment of it. I learn a lot of things. I can read as much to my pleasure. I can surf the net to my heart's desire. I can write papers and present my ideas. I can conduct courses whichever I want. I am in control of the contents of my lectures. I am given the opportunity to be the best that I can be. I am so free that I want to learn as much as I could.


Time itself may be complaining because I maximize him whenever he is around. Definitely that should how I look at all these. I will not stay here forever. And the time given me may not be enough to see the wonders that I can do but I am glad with the chance to see that I can do things I never imagined.


I will be leaving for Indonesia, Sunday, 10 September 2006, at about 11 am. That will be my second out of Malaysia trip since I came. Brunei being the first and now tothe world's largest democratic country.With Dr. Ida, who is an Indonesian herself, I will be conducting my second in-country course. Thevenue will besomewhere in Jakarta.


Anxious as I am excited over this trip, I look forward to knowing more about this country. Wow, isn't that wonderful? I only know Indonesia from my history class and now I will be visiting it. That's how I am feeling right now.


Save for the excitement and expectations, anxieties build up each time I am on a trip like this. I want my friends to know that yes this I consider as perks but you can imagine the tension I am experiencing. Like a volcano in turmoil that's how it is.


Trips like this are not for leisure. I meet and face people. People whom I do not know if they are happy to see me or otherwise. That's funny. These peopletreat us as vip, which greatly intimidate me. Dunno buttreating melike somebody important (which is another perk you may say) makes me so uncomfy. Imagine whereever I go, they follow and I could not even go out on my own. Whew! Feel like hiding from them and running away. I sense that there are those who raise their eyebrows behind us. They even look at you from head to toe. Don't mind them. Some people do not know how it feels to be me. And when I am with themI have to uphold the excellencewhich my organization represents. I have to be the best that people expect from someone here.


After the course, I am flying to Thailand for a conference, 17-20 September 2006.


Life is really wonderful. What a way to be your best!
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