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Kompre - KKN - PKL

Udah berapa tahun ya gak ngepost di blog ini, mungkin kalau kata anak alay udah bersarang gitu blog gw hahhaa
Kali ini gw mau ceritain ttg kehidupan kuliah dah :')
Sekarang gw udah memasuki semester 7 akhir dimana gw udah ngelewatin hal-hal yg paling banyak ngasih pengalaman di bangku kuliah..
Ya kayak halnya Ujian Komprehensif, ujian dimana gak semua anak kuliah ngedapetin ini kalo buat anak akuntansi kayak gw sih biasanya dapet. Ujiannya ya kaya ujian skripsi gitu cuman yang diuji mata kuliah dari semester 1- semester 6, kebayang gak sih kita cuman dikasih waktu beberapa minggu buat belajar itu semua :3 Tapi Alhamdulillah berjalan lancar walaupun adalah rintangan-rintangan kecil dan itu wajar banget..
Kedua gw udah ngejalanin namanya KKN, KKN yang gw ambil kan Lokasi berharap banget nih disini gw bisa dapetin cwok minimal gebetan lah. Tapi alhasil bukan gebetan yg didapet malah item, lemak, duit abis, dan sisa debat ama temen-temen cowok yg bikin gedeg banget.. Walaupun kaya gitu sih mereka tetep keluargaku yg pernah tinggal bareng walaupun cuman beberapa minggu, banyak juga pengalaman yg gw dapetin sesudah KKN gak bisa diungkapin dengan kata-kata pokoknya :')
Oke yg terakhir kemaren abis kelar PKL, hmmmm ini nih yg namanya kerja beneran n baru kali ini gw ngerasain jadi karyawan yg bangun pagi, mandi, berangkat buat doa pagi tapi tetep kagak sempet sarapan, but gw makasih bgt buat mama tmn gw yg tiap hari bawain bekal makan siang itu sangat membantu pengeritan gw dn kesehatan gw "thanks mama dinda :*" di PKL pun gw sempet naksir ama cwo cakep, alim, cool, pinter wahhh gw bgt dah pokoknya udh berjalan beberapa minggu mba mba dsana baru bilang klo mas itu punya pacar #jleb bgt dah rasanya, belom bisa move on jelas tiap hari ketemu dengan senyum simplenya.. masa PKL pun berakhir dengan move onnya gw ama tunangan orang itu hahahaaha tapi gak cuman tentang cwok doang pengalaman gw PKL banyak bgt hal yang gw dapetin ttg informasi apapun tentang kerja.. tapi sayang gak dapet uang capek :D
Itu dulu sih pengalaman yg gw rasain dalam beberapa bulan ini
^Sekian _Ken"s^

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