Thursday, December 31, 2009

.i am the master of my fate.

Sure, there are qada n qadar. But God must have given you cognitive function for a reason, doesn't He? Work for it, sunshine. Don't ever give up. Miracle happens to the lucky ones. And only the ones who put effort are lucky.


Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

William Ernest Henley

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

.u wanna talk?.

Go on. But bear in mind, it's not without 'complication'.

Problem with talking too much:

#1 asking for too much attention.

#2 blaming & never forgiving.

#3 revealing own weakness without even realizing.

#4 misdirected anger and frustration leading to confusion and self-insecurity.

#5 u'll loose insight to what's right and wrong .

In conclusion, speak when needed, read before asking and ask to the right person at the right time unless to show how cheap, easy and immature you are.

This is just a personal documentation of a piece of thought i get from Wira. No relation to whoever howsoever. Don't find youself dwelling in this emo-seeming excerpt. Move on baby.

Thursday, December 17, 2009


Assalamualaikum and good day!

Rupanya macam ni,

I got to know that the sunathon is not for everyone who registered. Well yeah, if you come to think about it, it make sense. If 500 students registered, there isn’t like there ARE 500 circumcision needed to be done. So, there is selection. Only a few lucky ones get to be involved. They were all informed by text messages. And me got no text. *sigh* After all the excitement, hadoihla…. But I think there’d be no harm to join along the sunathon as a mere observer..kot?

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

.wordless uttered to this love and honor.

Nikmatnya apabila doa dikabulkan. Betapa gembira. Air mata pun tiada makna dalam saat bahagia seperti ini. You are heard! Dalam berjutajutajuta hamba-Mu, aku antara yang terpilih jua. Tiada kata yang setimpal untuk menandakan kesyukuran ini. Thank You. Thank You. Thank You. *senyum*

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

.Sunathon 2009.

Assalamualaikum and good day!

Becoming a surgeon this 18th. Hopefully.'ll be just a minor surgery. Berkhatan aje.

Coincidentally got an article on berkhatan on today's Berita Harian. However not much relevance to the upcoming experience i suppose. Here's a little excerpt from the article:

Apa pandangan anda mengenai budaya dan teknik berkhatan moden?

Jelas sekali kita menempuh fasa baru dalam proses berkhatan. Pada Sunathon 2009, kita mencuba kaedah baru yang antara lain menggantikan proses menjahit dengan gam khas pada kulit.

Bukan saja kaedah ini lebih kemas dan mudah, hampir tiada darah terhasil sekali gus menjadikan proses ini lebih selamat.

Bagaimana agaknya anda berdepan dengan kerenah kanak-kanak sebelum proses berkhatan?

Macam-macam boleh berlaku sebelum proses berkhatan bermula. Bagi saya, sudah lumrah semua kanak-kanak berasa cemas untuk disunatkan. Apatah lagi, mendengar pelbagai cerita yang disampaikan membuatkan mereka berasa takut apabila tiba waktu untuk disunatkan.

Namun, ini semua bergantung kepada diri mereka sendiri untuk menguasai perasaan takut hingga selesai proses berkhatan.

Boleh anda kongsi serba sedikit pengalaman anda menyempurnakan proses berkhatan?

Memang banyak kisah membabitkan kanak-kanak yang hendak bersunat ini. Tidak kira usia kecil atau besar, masing-masing ada ragam sendiri.

Tidaklah bermakna, usia 11 atau 12 tahun menjadikan kanak-kanak berani. Ini kerana ada si kecil yang berusia tujuh tahun tidak berasa takut disunatkan. Selain meronta-ronta, ada juga yang bersembunyi di bawah katil kerana tidak mahu dikhatankan.

Apa sebenarnya punca kanak-kanak cukup takut bersunat?

Selain mendengar cerita rakan-rakan yang bersunat, perasaan takut timbul sebaik mereka mendengar kanak-kanak lain menangis terutama selepas proses berkhatan.

Ini secara tidak langsung mengganggu psikologi kanak-kanak. Disebabkan itulah, sebolehnya kita tidak mahu kanak-kanak menangis terutama apabila acara berkhatan beramai-ramai diadakan.

For more read here.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

.highschool stories.

When he look at you, and you look back,

"eh perasannya budak ni..mesti ingat aku tgh tengok dia."

When you say "hi." out of pure friend-making intention,

"poyo nye, layan je ah..."

When you stammer in front, due to pressure of being watched (and maybe afraid to being judged in front of so many people), if you ONCE looked at him,

"heheh..asal aku ada je dia cmni. cuak ngan aku arr tu" then put on a coy smile to his friends.

and even,

When you meet old buddies, (whom you thought time never flies when you meet again) and excitedly greeting them like, "hi! eyh, how are you?"

and they'd (or HE'D) be like,

"ahahaha asal minah ni overexcited ngat neh." *giggle2 with other male homosapiens*.

Among the situations / monologues you, in innocence, might've never thought to occur in reality if you didn't hear it yourself from your knew-too-well guy peeps. (or at least I didn't think so).

But the last one happened to me though. Seriously Zaki, kuajaq hang.

Poor us girls...if we cared about it. lol. :P Oh well..just a nostalgia of some secondary school issues.

and by the weh,

I have We have formed a new studygroup! - since i seem to have some difficulties in keeping up with the schedule of the previous studygroup, plus some mind-boggling personal issues (there's always that). Muahaha

Our studygroup now consist of:

Und ME! :)

After a few sessions with the newly-formed one, i am so far satisfied with the discussion sessions and hope can go far with these peeps. But hell, still got A LOT to cover for the upcoming exams! weep weeeeeepp~

But we still have one month right? ONE month...just ONE, month... And professional exam is in TWO months..TWO (2) months..and SUKAD (inter-campus tournament) is in the end of January..THIS COMING January...

No pressure.

So while i'm still figuring out Myasthaenia Gravis, i might gonna have butt kicked by the tennis coach and seniors.

Adoiii. :P