Royal Ramble

The Last Semester Break

2012-01-27T13:53:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum and good day y'all!
Alhamdulillah dah selamat balik ke kampus. Tenang je rasa hari ni. mungkin sebab tak ramai yg ada di hostel ni. So i take this time to wash the clothes, spring-clean the room (kinda), and prepare the whatnots, ready to take on the second (and the last!) semester of my studies. Dalam masa free ni boleh la nak update blog sekejap.

Got a week off for chinese new year. And i think i spent em wisely. Met the people i wanted to meet & done the things i've longed to do. Cuma geng-geng TK saje yang tak sempat nak melepak sekali ari tu, since busy sangat jaga kedai. Cinau rindu katenye, tapi tak singgah ke kedai pun. *sad*

Tauke kedua

Anyway, had great time during the holiday. Balik rumah now, for me, means to take on the duty as the Cherry Boutique's manager, jadi pemangku Pn Rohani kejap. Sangatlah penat me tell ya. Melayan kerenah customer one by one. Adeh. But it's all worth it! I'm glad, dapat ringan kan beban mama walaupun sedikit je. Kami ada pekerja seorang je, Siti nama dia. Rajin budak ni, peramah jugak. Untunglah dapat pekerja yg boleh dipercayai macam ni. =)

Tauke ketiga

Jaga kedai dengan budak-budak ni lah. The little monkeys. Or as i call them, brothers. Tauke ketiga tu tak jaga kedai sangat pun. More to makan tidur sahaja.

Kadang-kadang jaga kedai ni boring jugak kalau time tak ada customer. Nak study pun tak sesuai dgn condition kat kawasan kedai yg bising dgn lagu-lagu semua. So in the mean time, i tried to open up Cherry Boutique to the netizens. Thanks to this social media called Facebook! =D So i called up my best friend Atikah, when she came and visit i asked her to become our model for Cherry Boutique. Me, the stylist and photographer. Hehe padahal tak style sangat pun suruh Atikah pakai sendiri je tudung tu. ;P Here are the result:

Hehe cun sangat model ni sampaikan ada yg like page tu semata-mata nak berkenalan dengan model. Siap tinggal nombor telefon kat ruang komen lagi. kihkihkih. ;P Thanks for helping out, love.

After the so-called photoshoot, of course we camwhored a little!

Yang tengah tu adik Atikah, comel macam kakak baju kuning tu. Eh. Haha

Ok satu gambar je. Nama pun camwhore, yang lain simpan dalam phone kitorang je cukup.

Yeah so it happens, the Cherry Boutique, now available on Facebook! Jemput like ya.Thanks lads. =D

And oh! Another duper awesome thing is that i finally had the chance to join the tweeps for a charity event in HKL. You see, in twitter, there's this group caled the CP (Caring People), me myself not so sure it's an official NGO or what, but one things for certain is the peeps there, they're good people, doing good deeds, insyaAllah. So for those who have a twitter account and interested to join the volunteering activity, read about CP in here: CelakaParty.

What we do in HKL that day, for Toys4Kidz event (you can find the hashtag on twitter), is to visit and give out toys to the kids. It's a way to show remembrance to those who's staying in the hospital, short-term, or long-term & also to appreciatete kids' patience and strength, bearing with and fighting the sickness. It ain't easy, being 10 and having cancer. Or being 1 year old, and having to go through major surgery! Hope that our presence, along with the clowns, had cheered them up. =)

Here are some pics from the event, credit goes to all CP comrades. I'm just not sure whose camera is which! ;P

The comrades.

The toys.

We got sponsors from Celcom, Maxis, and Astro too. Tahniah kepada semua AJK-AJK Toys4Kidz yg bertungkus lumus mengumpulkan permainan ini semua. Syabbas betteih! Saya bukan AJK. Saya ahli kekecik je. ;P

Here's our hilarious emcee, Mr.Andy and the buffday boy, De Mekdi. Boy did they spam the mic!

A portion of the audience. Tekun je mendengar bebelan kat depan.

Miss TyRaz getting busy. One of the usher of the day.

Here's Mr.President, JC. Followed him on twitter long ago, and for that 'long ago', i was reckoning him as a malignant person. But in reality, a kind-hearted man. But still, not for the fain=hearted. ;P

Cian adik ni. Kekecik dah kena masuk banyak wires.

Mr. Andy beramah mesra dengan one of the kids. Tak semua ni pesakit tau. Kids yg melawat je pun boleh join.

Yang bertudung merah tu saje enterprem.

The Clown! =D

Stella's charm cheering the kids up!

Giving out the toys to the kids, dalam masa yg sama bertanya khabar penjaga dia jugak.

With Akak mas_IFP & itseddyall. Abaikan ekspresi buruk si tudung merah.

With kamy @ camille. ;)

The ones from my camera are only the last two. Yang lain tu plagiarism. Hehe

I'm sorry i'm not so good in describing how the day went. This post alone is lengthy enough for me. hehe.. But i know someone who does! Here, you can read about the Toys4Kidz event on _uculer's blog: http://uculer.blogspot.com/2012/01/hari-kejadian-toyz4kids.html. Enjoy! =8)

Hand Anatomy and The Fate of a Future Doctor.

2012-01-18T15:04:00.001+08:00

Assalamualaikum and good day, dear blog-walking friends. =8)

It's Wednesday y'all! I was blog-walking too, earlier, and noticed most of the blogger putting up the 'Wordless Wednesday' thing. Well not for me. Because as the tagline above implies, here is where i RAMBLE. Bear with me a few heart-pouring words and cliches, will ya? Thanks. ;)

This morning, we've just finished our Orthopaedic posting (it's a posting that has everything to do with motion and locomotion of a human body. Or rather, the 'bones 101') theory exam. It's a multiple choice question paper so insyaAllah, i'm hoping things to be far better than my previous Surgical posting which was quite.. aih... (-_________-"). Nevermind.

Right after the exam we did some routine feedback and Dr.Muhammmad, who is our posting coordinator, gathered us around to ensure we left the posting well-versed in hand examination and anatomy, which class was held by him 2 semesters ago. Along the way, we had some 'tazkirah' session.

He enlightened us about a surah in the Holy Quran. Rasanya ramai yang dah pernah dengar ayat ni. Well, most of us has been taking it this way:

"sesungguhnya Allah tidak akan mengubah nasib sesuatu kaum itu sehingga mereka sendiri mengubah nasib mereka….” -Surah Ar-Ra’ad, Ayat 11-

Rather confusing isn't it? to change out fate, in order to change our fate. Don'tcha think? Thus Dr. Muhammad repeatedly said, "Bukan NASIB, ok? bukan NASIB. Tetapi (A'uzubillahiminassyaitonirrojim)

'sesungguhnya Allah S.W.T tak akan merubah APA YANG ADA PADA sesuatu kaum itu melainkan mereka merubah sesuatu DALAM DIRI mereka sendiri.'"

So sesuatu yang di dalam diri itu apa? Adalah hati. So yang dalam hati tu apa? (Ok this one is may be a little focused regarding medical students attitude or just any students.) Dalam hati itulah yang RAJIN/MALAS, TAHAN LASAK/LEMAH, BERTANGGUNGJAWAB, EMPATI, MENEPATI MASA, etc..

So what's your virtue? Act accordingly upon it and you shall come out accomplishing the best of and for the society we are in. Don't give in to fate.

Ini caranya, untuk ubah apa yang ada pada sesuatu kaum itu. Apa yang ada pada kaum ni? That is for us to comprehend, like KEMULIAAN, KEJAYAAN, etc.

From the end session, this is what I shall definitely bear forever in mind, insyaAllah. (apart from the hand anatomy and examination, of course, hehehe) Tak ingat lagi habis la kena dengan Dr. Muhammad. I really hope i won't cast shame on any lecturers once i'm set in the housemanship arena. InsyaAllah. (^_^")

notakaki: Yeah i know, the title didn't really imply the content but what you want me to do?? ;P k bye.

Cita

2011-12-21T08:52:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum and good morning!

Yesterday, i got a text message from one of my bff, Aziera:

Wan, aku trjumpe bk biodata aku zmn scol rndh, klakar bl bc korg tlis, tp bnyk2 org, cita2 ko lah trcpai jd sorg doc.. Gud luck, tc.

Aziera, aku terharu gila baca ni. Thanks for making my day. InsyaAllah aku jadi lebih bersemangat bila baca text kau yang out of the blue. :'D Ini cuma cita-cita dalam kerjaya. Kita semua ada cita-cita masing-masing tentang apa yang lebih penting untuk dicapai dalam hidup. Cepat atau lambat, aku berdoa kita semua akan dapat mencapainya. Amin.

Kecikebumbum

2011-10-26T10:43:00.001+08:00

Salam and good day. =) I just realised it has been quite a while since i updated the blog, yet the followers have increased. I feel bad for the new followers. Sorry there's nothing you can catch up on. There's also no wisdom writings you can find here. huhu.. I'll try to be more alert towards my blog. No, it's not forgotten let alone abandoned. So fret not, i shall update it more soon. =) Take care everybody.

p/s: am now in the paediatric hustle and bustle. after 5 weeks of lounging around in obstetrics posting, this feels like madness. pray for me to keep my sanity please? thank you lads.

.tumbled.

2011-08-16T02:35:00.000+08:00

Assalamulaikum and good evening peeps. :)

Cuma nak bagitahu di sini.

Saya tiba-tiba je ada tumblr.

OK bye.

.patriotisme.

2011-08-10T00:12:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum and good evening peeps! :)

This post may be a Wordless Wednesday, but i have much to say instead. hihih.

Mama lah yang semangat ni. Beli awal-awal lagi dia. Ada big flags but we don't know an appropriate spot to hang em. Thus the mini ones.

Ada 1 Malaysia sekali kat situ. I don't know wether orang lalu lalang yang toleh towards our house, in awe dengan patriotisme kitorang or wondering if this is markas baru Najib 1 Malaysia kwsn Raub.

-______-"

Siapa saja yang lalu confirm tgk. termasuklah si kancil. mesti diorang nak jugak. hehe

Dapatkan di kedai berdekatan sekarang juga!

.priorities.

2011-08-04T16:03:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum & good day peeps. =)

It's 4th day of ramadhan y'all! 3 down and another 27 days to go! Congratulations to ourselves. :D

During this Ramadhan season i'm blessed to have it at home, with my family and friends around. Proper food for sahur all the waaaayy. Alhamdulillah. =)

Well here i have a confession to make.

All this while, i have this scepticism on people who posts about the ibadah that they do in Ramadhan, although they meant well. For example when people posted up "hey terawikh time!" I have this thought like, "lorhh..sebenarnya nak gitaw dia gi terawikh tu" or when there this kind of post: "baca Quran jap after jemaah bagus gak an?" Again, i'd went "lorrrhh..org lain ade gak wat kot. xyah nak promo sgt lah."

Until the first day of Ramadhan, i was having a super malas time and was thinking to skip terawikh on that day. Then i see my dear Farah Ainaa's FB status:

pesta ibadah bakal bermula!!! ok excited :)) jomm2 seap pape yg patut.tolak tepi jap less0n plan l teaching aids l assignmnts sume bagaiii.kte serbu masjid t'dekat terawih start mlm nie keyh! mngkin ini ramadhan t'akhir kte wh0 kn0ws :'( Quran kasi khatam with0ut k0mpromi jugakx yerp! ;D

"tolak tepi jap.." make me realise that my priority at that exact moment should be mengejar pesta ibadah tu, instead of being selfish and lounging at home. And thus i decided to go to terawikh that night. A simple status update of a friend has made me change my mind. I can't imagine her share of pahala that she'd get that night. And I was jealous.

I was like, masyaAllah, this is an example of a true friend who shall keep reminding her friends and herself towards amar makruf. So instead of being sceptic about these kind of posts, i should get jealous of them and take the positive messages that they try to convey. Perhaps i can have my share too. :D

And today, while i was blogsurfing..(yeap, that's what i do all day today. heheh) found this heartmelting speech by Boona Mohammed. It makes me have some sort of 'epiphany' on my Priorities, especially in this holy month of Ramadhan. Hope we all get someting from this.

just in case u didn't get what he's sayin:

Priorities
Ya Allah if you should take me in my salat please take me as a believer,
I pray the angel of death appears half as beautiful
As half the beauty created by my creator,
Take me yesterday if it means I'll get there sooner.

The warm wet water still dripping from my wudu,
I beat the sun this morning in order to stand before you,
But no need to thank me, your praise is long overdue,
All I ask is that my intentions be clear and true.

The Ka'bah in line with my nose, hell fire under my toes,
If this it, please make these last prayers legit
For I am nothing but a servant please master give me guidance,
Bring me closer to your deen, far away from shaytain,
Only five times a day, I wish I could pray infinity
For all that you have given me; for all that you have taken away
There is no excuse for me to not want to stand up and say "Allahu Akbar"

I state the obvious, nervous, body in perfect formation
As I stand before my Lord trying to prove my dedication
Walking the thin line between hope and fear,
Words coming out crystal clear as though judgment was here,
The humility combats the lies I told in my youth,
In my sujood is when I am closest to truth
A vessel of submission, his recognition is my quest
Hands folded, both palms crossed facing my chest,
Gaze is lowered, on the spot from which my head will rise,
Wet warm water still covers my eyes.

I cherish this dunya, like I cherish sunny weather,
Wonderful at times, but still not meant forever,
So Ya Allah, if you take me in my salat,
Please have my last words be the last words of Al-Fatiha
Right before La ilaha illa Allah, Ashden Muhammadur Rasul Allah,
For you my God, I will hold and cherish this faith,
For this is a test, and we always do worst in the subjects that we hate,
So I am still amazed that you have given me the strength to praise,
For a long time I never prayed, never said your name for days
I am still ashamed of what my heart once contained,
But still you sent me blessings again and again,
Your mercy uses words that I can simply not explain
The honour that I feel, the love that I maintain

Forehead and nose, hands, knees and toes,
All pressed before the Lord, before I rose,
I choose to make a little prayer of my own,
Ya please Allah forgive me for my sins as though they were not my own,
Help me to pray as though I were saying my final goodbyes,
My bouncing finger lets me know I'm still alive, Alhumdulliah

Wallahi,
I swear to God, I do not feel comfortable swearing to God,
Because I'm not sure if my faulty words will even do him justice
So now everyday I send peace and blessings upon his prophet,
Empty my conscious like banks empty my pockets,
Only this interest is in my best interest
Were my prayers answered, only One knows best?
I'll try again soon, Insha'Allah
The rest is in the hands of Allah Subhanahu Wa-Ta'ala

That's all folks! *warnerbros style* Take care!

p/s: Dear Farah Ainaa, isn't it a blessing to have you by my side? Love you darla. =)

.tenetmenet.

2011-08-03T14:54:00.000+08:00

Salam & good day peeps.

I'm sorry today i can't really put a smiley miley there (i name it miley. cute tak?) since am not really in a good mood.

Ok now nak mengadu tentang hal remeh ni.

Me lappy browser just kennnott get any slower. Grr. Just a piece of problem for each. When i use Google Chrome to blog, it does not show coloured text where it's supposed to. *macam mana nak emphasise some stuffs in my blog like that?* When i use Internet Explorer, it's not only mellow slow, but it also doesn't record me as the user. When i view my blog and wanna make amendments, i have to log in every time. Same goes to when i want to reply a comment by readers. Kadang-kadang tu tak login2. Atoinye.. As if that's not annoying enough, it HANGS too. =.=" Anybody knows how to handle these problems regarding the browsers?

Ok tu saja. Mintak maaf banyak merapu negatif di sini. Tak ada orang sangat nak berborak di rumah ni. huhu

p/s: tadi ada orang datang rumah. instead of bagi salam, dia panggil-panggil nama saja. banyak kali juga macam itu. maklumlah, rumah saya ni macam free access, people come and go insanely often. sebab kedai baju belum buka, so inilah kedainya. but still, i think it's rude not to give salam upon coming to people's house. i hope i will never forget to give salam whenever i visit other's.

.my readytoeats.

2011-08-01T18:28:00.001+08:00

Assalamualaikum and good Ramadhan day to all my muslim readers. :)

Whew what a day. I've been sitting here at my desk all day long, drawing (more to sketching actually) floor plans for my mom's upcoming clothing shop. Being a biology student, (ok i don't speak for all bio students, so pls refer to specifically me. hihih) i now know that it's hard to draw floor plans with super straight lines! Especially when i'm not a big fan of the ruler. Thus, the sketching only. A LOT have to be put into considerations when sketching a shop plan. Display area, hot stuffs area, lounging area (since it's like a homey boutique kind of thing, so this is crucial), solah area, counter table, the walpapes, and whatnots. When you try to fit them all in detailed proportionated drawings with a proper measurement, it's hard. tsk.tsk.

My drawing desk is like a Japanese table, which the seats are just pillows, so sitting there for long hours make me have positional hypotension. Everytime bangun sure pening punya. Puasa pulak tu kan.. Ark! Merungut! Mana boleh merungut Iliana..ibadah tu.. huhu. OK sorry. ;P

Anyways, while doing the work, it's not like i'm such a workaholic, drawing plans all the time kan, (i'm not even a real architect/plan designer to begin with! heh.) so i do play around in the cyber social network pages. I FB-ed, i tweet, iYM-ed, i g-talked, and so on. So it happens that i chat with one of my darlas today (like, duh~ bffs kot), Nurul Ella (thats her FB name). She had just opened a company, in partnership with her brother. They sell ready-to-eat meals that are super delicious. Being a good gf that i am, *ehem*, i would like to promote my friends' first company's products, AINO Ready-To-Eat Fish products.

This product serves the authentic traditional Malaysian cooking that is suitable for modern living regardless of race and also suitable for those whoa re always ON THE RUN and TRAVELLING. It contains not only gravy, but fish filling too!

Available in 4 types of flavour :
1. Fish Curry (Kari Ikan)
2. Yellow Curry Fish (Lemak Cili Padi Ikan)
3. Hot & Sour Fish (Asam Pedas Ikan)
4. Tomyam Fish (Tomyam Ikan).

And, good news for all sambal lovers, they also have ready-to-eat sambals!

Available in 4 types of flavour:
1. Shrimp Paste (Sambal Belacan)
2. Anchovies Paste (Sambal Ikan Bilis)
3. Dried Shrimp Paste (Sambal Udang Kering)
4. Squid Paste (Sambal Sotong)

With so many choices that can be ready in just 5 minutes, you can't say you don't have the time for a proper meal during sahur anymore!

So what are ya waiting for? Try aino pack now! Available @ TUNAS MANJA stores, KLIA, or for easy shopping, you can also order it straight online. Like it's FB page for more info.

You can visit & like AINO facebook page here. Thank you folks! Enjoy your fish meals! ;P Take care.

.The Traffic Ore.

2011-07-21T02:30:00.000+08:00

Tadi blogsurfing. Jumpa satu blog kempen-kempen ohbelog.com.

Klik kat situ. Lepas tu macam tertarik dengan website tu kemudian daftar.

Lepas daftar follow la steps dia on how to benefit from the site kan. U know, the usual drill, letak link dia, and add widgets on your blog and whatnots.

On the next step, it asks you to post your stuff on the site, to promote your blog.

I'm clueless on how to do this since i do not know how to promote my blog.

It seems that i write what i write and if you want to read it, i let you read it.

Thus i browse through the posts from users who posted there.

Ok tajuk-tajuk yang memang tak mengundang my reading langsung.

I went, "WTH?" Semua ala-ala commercial blog ni. Tapi bila try klik tak ada la commercial sangat pun blog nya. Personal je. Then i suddenly realize.

I ain't gonna be no traffic whore.

p/s: No offense, peeps. We may agree to disagree. *eh, reminded me of a fellow blogger But Then Again.*

USM ranked #1 in Top 50. Wow. I mean, wow.

2011-07-19T23:58:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum and good day peeps. :)

Ok my MCQ exam is tomorrow but i can't help it that i've drank 2 cuppa coffee and gettin a lil hyper! So as the consequence i kinda browse through everything in my FB and tweet endlessly in my twitter. Ok itu hyperbola. Tak tahu nak post apa sangat pun kat twitter.

Anyway tadi exam clinical. Ok lah, dapat case osteosarcoma (that is, a malignant bone tumour commonly occur in boys). Dr. Amran pun baik tadi, walaupun tanya banyak, and banyak juga tak dapat jawab, tapi senyuman dia macam nak bagi lulus aje? *berharap*

Lepas exam singgah kat gerai si Pidot & si Roy. They all buat attachment kat hospital. Rajin bebenor. Kreatif tak kreatif they all ni, sambil attachment sambil cari rezeki jual dadih & jersi kat laluan utama hospital. So tadi beli 2 dadih mangga, cari satu tempat duduk kat hospital, makan dadih sejuk sambil tengok gelagat orang ramai lalu lalang. Banyak pengajaran dapat on moral behaviour in public places, tapi banyak jugak buat dosa, sebab kutuk fesyen orang ramai yang ntah apa-apa, dalam hati. *so nanti mungkin tak boleh macam tu lagi*

Selepas pulang dari hospital tadi, balik buka facebook terus nampak satu link yang LeeSing post di FB wall. Titled Ranking University di Malaysia, posted with the status "#1 ranking? Rery unbelivable!!!' LeeSing is my team mate in USM tennis. So it's only natural to think that he's talking about USM right? But he's right, it's unbelievable. Don't get me wrong, i'm 'patriotic' and all for my alma mater, but isn't UM kinda the 'Pak Long' of all the universities in Malaysia? Been ranked 180th in the world even. So i wonder how can a better ranked university internationally get ranked below USM which was ranked 300+ in the list. What i'm trying to say is, i don't know much about university rankings, what are the criterias? which play more role in it, undergrads or postgrads? and whatnots. Have been meaning to look more into it. But since exam esok, i'll let it pass first. (Man, I make such a big fuss about the exam aren't i? Perhaps it's because for now i don't have a much more significant aspect of my life rather than that.) It's so important to me. So yeah. Doakan ya? ;) Thank you lads.

You can look at the rankings here: http://beritasemasa.com/ranking-universiti

p/s: tapi universiti top-ranked pun, study kena kuat juga. kalau tak..same aje masuk mana-mana universiti pun. huu..(-.-")

.United We Stand.

2011-07-17T22:56:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum and good day all. :)

Today i put forward no original written thoughts. Just want to document here a good article i stumble upon in the net world, from TheVirtualMosque. I believe it's worth sharing. Heck I believe it's important to share, for some of us who'd like a lighter reading of food for thoughts, rather than chunks of heavy facts of history we'd find somewhere else and need time to process to come to this.

excerpts:

Within the fold of Islam, differences are not only tolerated—they’re encouraged as a mercy from God. But as soon as we label and marginalize any who disagree with us, our downfall begins. Once we accept and internalize these labels as our main source of identity, the result is disastrous. As a result, we create our own camps, attend only our own gatherings and conferences; soon enough, we’re talking only to those who agree with us. Dialogue within the ummah disappears, our differences become only more polarized and our views become more extreme. Before long, we stop caring about what happens to the ‘other’ group of Muslims around the world, as we amputate limbs from the unified body our prophet taught us we were. The ‘other’ (who happen to still be our brothers) become so foreign—even despised—that we no longer wish to be referred by the same family name, and even join our enemies against them.

I hope you can take the time to read the full article here.

“Modernism, not traditionalism, is what worked for the West. This included the necessity to depart from, modify, and selectively ignore elements of the original religious doctrine.”

Our enemies “summon one another to attack [us] as people, while eating, invite others to share their food.” (Abu Dawud)

“And hold firmly to the rope of Allah all together and do not become divided” (Qur’an, 3:103).

It all mean one thing:

Unite. And STAY UNITED.

.Ceritanya Sekarang.

2011-07-12T18:56:00.001+08:00

Saya baca Utusan Malaysia & tengok TV3, orang kata saya ini buta, jadi pak turut.

Saya baca akhbar 'lain-lain', tengok Youtube, ada yang kata saya ini semangat penentang, percaya sangat propaganda. (WTeff?)

Do you guys have CCTV in my house or something? Same as how some people know that bil elektrik PM is RM30k? And then PM tak bayar bil pun elektrik tak kena potong? <---- ( i still wonder how this issue can come out in khutbah jumaat and make makcik kat sebelah mengucap panjang. kesianlah oii..janganlah fitnah. people respect you. and some believe you. atoinye..)

Kalau tak baca apa-apa, tak ada ilmu. Tak ada ilmu nanti tak boleh buat keputusan. Kalau jadi orang di atas pagar, terasa hina. Terasa amat kecil apabila masih di atas pagar. Bukannya mahu di sini lama-lama..cuma tak mahu terburu-buru terjun, takut terlompat dalam lecak kotor. Di sini dahulu, berfikir sedalamnya, daripada saya ke situ, kemudian oh, ke sana pula, tanpa ilmu apa-apa. Menjadi lalang. Lagi dibenci.

So sekarang, saya baca Apley's Concise Orthopaedics je. Nak kata apa lagi? Sila kata saya akan LULUS dengan cemerlang ya. InsyaAllah kalau ramai-ramai kata, jadi doa yang makbul. :D

p/s: With the other news alternatives nowadays, i also still read chedet. Not for the politics of it, but for the knowledge he's sharing, in the point of view of 22 years experience of ruling a great country. Because i believe this one man really read anything and everything. Unlike me, unfortunately. ;P

p/s/s: Tadi ada menonton satu video yang dikongsi oleh seorang senior di facebook. An old man saying something that i've heard for so many times yet often forget:

"Jangan kau tanya apa bakti negara kepada kau. Tanya apa bakti kau kepada negara."

Itu sahaja. Take care everybody! :)

.Hilarious Vloggers.

2011-07-09T03:34:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum and good day peeps! :)

Sekarang pukul 3.42 pagi, ikut plan asal memang tak maw tidur sbb esok nak naik bas balik Kelate. So masa dalam bas harus diguna fully untuk tidur la kan. Rugi kalau terjaga. Heheh. Ikut plan asalnya jugak, masa stay up ni nak diguna sepenuhnya untuk buat orthopaedics revision, sebagai pelengkap diri untuk kembali berjuang hari Ahad nanti. (Dr.Jeff, here i come! Please be kind with the MCQ? ;P) Tapi macam biasa, kita hanya merancang.. ;O

Sedang mengulangkaji pelajaran, (sambil berchatting dan blogsurfing, hehe) cik bestie Atikah mengetuk pintu chatbox di Fesbuk. She shared one of the hilarious Youtube site, by Belacan n Paku. So instead of studying, i was like, gelak guling-guling. Hahaha *sapu air mata* (Tikah memang tengah addict Youtube sekarang. Semua vloggers dia stalk nowadays. Tak percaya baca blog dia, Dazzling Diamond). Hari tu masa datang bertandang ke rumah, for our routine girls' talk of course, dia siap ada mention lagi cadangan untuk bervlog bersama. "Wan i think kalau kita buat video berdua, would be great kan? Letak kat Youtube." and i was like, "Hoh??" (@.@)!! Hehe.. Idok le kaeh... (in Raub, that translate as: "Tidak le saya..") Tapi saya sokong je kalau Tikah nak buat video. She's awesome in every way. Go Go Atikah!! *\(^_^)/*

Before this, i only know some of the funny vloggers, like Mat Luthfi. Then from Didie's sister, Hanna, dapat korek lagi si Anwar Hadi & Maria Elena. Coolness, people. Seronok la tengok vids diorang especially time boring or tension. Boleh buat kita ketawa and at the same time, ada pengajaran jugak. Kudos to these peeps. ;) One of my personal favourite, Anwar Hadi's 'Ewww Language':

Hahah. Terasa?? Bestnyeww la bro ni kan? ;P

Okay back to my lovely Raub story. A week here sempat jumpa Atikah seorang je. Sayang sungguh bestie saya yang tak pernah fail nak visit ke rumah everytime ni. Maklum la saya tak ada kenderaan nak bertandang ke rumah member-member..huhu.. When she came over kitorang siap sempat buat photoshoot lagi. Since dulu pernah ada feedback from some customers and friends, katanya blogshop lagi menarik kalau ada real human modelling the clothings. So Ms.Atikah pun dengan rela hatinya dijadikan model sambilan. Check it out here. Hehe..segala feedback dialu-alukan..

Esok dah nak balik USMKK dah. Seminggu je ada kat rumah. Tapi in 2 weeks balik semula ke sini! More time to spend with my beloveds. Harap boleh jumpa yang jauh di mata dekat di hati, Ms.Erna, Ms.Farah Ainaa, Ms. Minah (yang ni dekat geographically, tapi jauh benar rasanya bila payah nak jumpa. She's like super busy with work. Aih..) Ms.WNA, Ms. Aziera & Ms.Izzatie. Would be great if we can have a girls day out before Min kahwin ni! (^^,)v

Okies nak try sambung study and then packing for tomorrow's trip. Take care everybody! :D

♪Rain rain go away♬.. No wait. Come back here!

2011-06-22T14:17:00.001+08:00

Assalamualaikum and good day peeps. Good rainy day. ;P

I get up at 7am this morning (Subuh gajah does not apply here), to get ready for the morning practice. When i suddenly hear thunder roaring from afar. Though it was quite a vague sound actually, i convinced myself, 'no practice today. might as well get more beauty sleep. yeap.'

An hour later, Madihah my roomate wake me up saying it's already 8am and we should get ready. Darn. I couldn't even open my eyes. Unfortunately, the weather has cleared and the sky was as bright as ever to welcome us to the court. Aih.. And so we got ready and went.

Warmed up, a few strokes and then, 'roar'. Yeap. as expected. bye court. hello Khaleel! hahah.

It's a split decision actually. A part of me wish the rain would stay steamed up as clouds so that i can practice for the tournament. but some of me kinda wish it would drizzle just a lil bit longer so that i can meet up with Anees Rahman & Azyan Ahmad this evening, (if Yan isn't busy with her lab stuffs of course), and have the practice at night! hehehe..

Okay that's selfish. (-.-")

Now sing again!

☁ ~rain rain go away~ come again another day~ ☂

oh by the way, i got myself a brand new Wilson BLX Team tennis bag. hurrah! ;P

.something is just not right tonight.

2011-06-21T00:29:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum, and good evening there. :)

A lot has happened since i last blogged. I need not to elaborate further on what's been happening since nothing's worth telling anyway. I am no awesome tiny Canadian, namely Ellen Page, for an instance.

I am now in Penang, Minden campus, more specifically, for the centralised training session with my teammates. All in all, tonight i feel the worst. I feel like i am the worst player in the team up to now. Perhaps i am, perhaps i'm not. God i hope not.

My night training session tonight was a disaster. I played horrifically. No chance to win whatsoever with that kind of game, i told myself. Yet do not know what to do with it, since there's only 3 days left before MASUM. It's challenging for me to keep up with these people in my team, what more the opponents. It didn't start out like this though. When i first joined the practice, yesterday, i was eager. Eager to learn and practice. I don't know why but i feel like people has give up on me. I haven't give up with myself, no. But it seems like nobody would like to correct my mistakes. People just keep telling me, practice more. Well it may be alright if i am a top player or something, who just need to brush up a little. But i'm somewhat a noob i can't say. Please let me feel like i am needed in the team. Please let me know i am needed to play good game and win it for the team. We are one, aren't we? For now i think maybe i'm gonna be put in the game we're ready to 'tuang', if not benched.

And hell i hate it that i am now reading only medical books. How i hate that.

Things are just hateful tonight.

Think i'm just in a bad mood?

Perhaps.

.First.YouTube.Video.Ever.

2011-06-03T02:26:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum & good evening y'all.

Just want to document it here that today i've posted my first YouTube video. Hemo hemo hemo. :D

I was on YouTube searching for my favourite Korean drama ost mtv, but none that i've found were of satisfactory image/ sounds. Those with quality audio/video, were mostly lack subtitles or translations. So it's only natural for me to make one on my own, right? I have that much time to kill anyway. ;P Here's how it came out to be:

Enjoy! :)

.lechuu.

2011-06-02T03:07:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum and g'day all. :)

Today i was trying new shawl bought from Awra Scarflets. When..

mama: along paka gak lechu etep..surey jah. (along cuba lah pakai gincu sikit. suram je muka)

me: dok reti. (tak pandai)

mama: owk aloh. (hmmph!)

me: ho lah, warno gapo hok song? pink ko? (ok lah..warna apa yang sesuai? pink?)

*putting on orange lipstick*

me: oreng ok? (warna oren ok x?)

mama: hmm..*grin*

(-.-") belechuu doh la kawe..

.acidic crime.

2011-05-17T03:06:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum and g'day all! i just found this out in my friend Asyikin's blog. Check it out and be aware!

ATTENTION TO ALL WOMEN ESPECIALLY IN KUALA LUMPUR

PLEASE BE AWARE WITH THIS GUY

TO ALL THE BLOGGER I HOPE U ALL PUT THIS PICTURE IN UR BLOG

HELP OUR POLICE FIND THIS GUY
HELP OUR WOMEN FROM BEING THE VICTIM OF THIS GUY

THIS GUY USING THE HONDA EX5 MOTORBIKE

PLEASE BE AWARE

BECAUSE HE WILL THROW THE ACID TO THE WOMEN

ESPECIALLY THE WOMEN THAT WEAR HIJAB AND INDIAN WOMEN

CALL THE POLICE DIRECTLY IF U SEE THIS GUY

PLEASE DON'T WALK NEAR THE STREET

P/S: Macam photoshop pun ada kan? Mancung betul hidung dia. hihihih ;P Ok ok, serius.

.the wall.

2011-05-17T02:04:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum and good day, peeps.

I was updating my facebook status with;

"The wall is building up higher and higher. If I don't start the climb now, it may be extra difficult for me to do so later. "

It then reminds me of how Dr. Zuryati (an excellent dentist from HUSM) motivated me when i was a little swamped with my Professional 2 exams.

She mentioned during her years as a dental sciences student in a foreign country, she once resided in an apartment opposite a construction site. In her window view, there was a man whose work is as hard labourer, cementing bricks to make the new building.

Everyday, she watched that man working in whatever condition the weather gave him, until the building is done. It was the same routine. Bricking walls, that man was, and he did it excellently although the weather was harsh on him. Never once that man was absent from his duty until the building was completed. So whenever she felt 'overwhelmed' with hardship, she'll always say,

"If that man can brick that wall, i can study until i meet my goal."

Now, that man is outside my window. ( in a non-hallucination kind of way. ;P )

Never give up, peeps. :)

.the world doesn't revolve around me.

2011-05-14T22:59:00.000+08:00

It's a statement, it's true, and it's how it naturally is.

Although I know, that in happy moments I am not forgotten,

yet,

in difficult moments I am not trusted

nor am I reached, in quiet moments

like how I was not made aware of the painful moments.

I should be happy that I am not some toilet paper. Shouldn't I?

Hello Saikai.

2011-04-10T00:30:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum and good day peeps!

Hari ini pergi beronggeng dengan Adlina Awanis. Kurang arah tuju sikit sebab baru lepas habis posting medical. (huhee!!) Tak ada beli apa-apa pun. Sebab duit tak berapa nak ada. Dua-tiga menjak ni pun, seperti kata Syafiq Muhammad di FB nya, setelah draw duit di ATM, dah tak berani print resit. Tak ada mood nak tengok nilai yang akan tertera pada kertas nipis tu. Semoga Wan Iliana dapat bertahan sehingga habis semester ini, dengan apa jua cara sekali pun. Menjual air tin, barang-barang Amway, Avon, mahupun garage sale (Ada 2-3 helai baju yang dah tak pakai sangat, but still in a very good condition. Kalau ada yang berminat, sila datang jenguk-jenguk di bilik. Brand new clothings pun ada.) hehe..

dan,

Esok bermula lah psychiatry posting. So-called minor posting, coz its pass-fail depends on two postings, in this case psychiatry+neuromedical (if you pass either one, you are considered pass for both). Awesome isn't it? So can i goof around in this one? Pfft. Of course not. What a rethorical question. My medical posting itself wasn't that good. The medical MCQ was like, out-to-kill kind of Qs. When i opened the first page of the MCQ paper, i kind of drop dead, mentally. Opening the second page..third page, made me wonder, what was i studying for again? Did i really have all those sleepless nights just to stare blankly at the Qs like this? (At some irregular intervals during the exam i looked up and stared into space. Airheaded). I ended up 'colouring' my answer sheet semi-randomly. So yeah, the point is, i really can't afford to screw up in any more postings. I screwed up that much already.

Aduhai.

.Get Inspired.

2011-03-06T16:52:00.000+08:00

I am Iliana. I am a Muslim.

Yes, i do get tired of people making bad assumptions on Islam by the informations they get from some unvalidated sources and exaggerated media from some part of the world. (answering the indirect Q inquired by some bloggers) And also, yes, i do got tired (and frustrated) of staying shut due to the inferiority i felt that i bear no great knowledge of my own religion. I take that as my own weakness. But no matter how packed the world may be, there's always space for improvement in our lives, isn't it?

While blogwalking, i get to know a site called InspiredbyMuhammad.com. This is the perfect opportunity to help expand the love without having to open our mouth in somehow, sometimes, such defensive manner. So now i would like to share it with you. Mind you, any cool facts and pics you get in this entry are most probably quoted from either Miss Ami Schaheera, credit to her, or the Inspired by Muhammad website. Do check them out :).

And now, LET'S GET TO KNOW US.

The Inspired by Muhammad campaign is designed to improve the public understanding of Islam and Muslims. It showcases Britons demonstrating how Muhammad inspires them to contribute to society, with a focus on women’s rights, social justice and the environment. The campaign coincides with a national poll conducted by YouGov which shows that 69% of people believe that Islam encourages the oppression of women, that just 6% of people associate Islam with justice and that a mere 6% believe that Islam promotes active measures to protect the environment. Overall, nearly half of all people in the UK believe that Islam does not have a positive impact on British society.

some of the ads ideas in Brit.

The Exploring Islam Foundation recently commissioned YouGov to survey public perceptions of Islam, Muslims and the Prophet Muhammad. Here are the results.

Knowledge of Islam
60% say they don’t know very much about Islam
17% say they know nothing at all
33% would like to know more about Islam
Sources of information on Islam
57% obtain most of their information about Islam from the TV news
41% obtain their information about Islam from newspapers
Just 3% get most of their information on Islam from Muslim organisations
31% feel that information about Islam is not very accessible
5% say that information is not accessible at all
Perception of Islam
58% associate Islam with extremism
50% associate Islam with terrorism
Just 13% associate Islam with peace
6% associate Islam with justice
Only 16% think that Islam promotes fairness and equality
Only 6% believe that Islam promotes active measures to protect the environment
41% disagree or strongly disagree that Muslims have a positive impact on British society
69% believe that Islam encourages the repression of women
How one man continue to inspire billions of lives fourteen centuries after he lived:

Social justice was a term coined in the 1840s and is a guiding principle for all societies today just as it was fourteen centuries ago in the Arabian desert.
Read more

The right to vote, to inheritance, education, a role in politics and civic society were controversial and groundbreaking ideas that Muhammad promoted for women in a seventh century society that regarded them as mere possessions.
Read more

The environment has been the hot topic of the last few decades, yet green concerns were nothing new in seventh century Arabia, particularly not to a man dubbed an environmentalist of his time.
Read more

“Even a smile is charity” said Muhammad who encouraged helping others no matter how small or great the deed.
Read more

“Seek knowledge – even if it takes you to China” was the instruction of Muhammad to his companions in seventh century Arabia.EDIT: Sister Hana Fedora told me that Prophet Muhammad s.a.w never said seek education till China nor till death, it's a doubtful hadith, no strong chain to support this. Whatever it is, Allah knows best.. and education we must seek, as even the first word of Quran is Iqra' which means 'read'.
Read more

“For every disease there is a cure” forms the ethos driving medical researchers today to treat debilitating conditions like cancer.
Read more

While Britain’s oldest animal shelter system was formed in nineteenth century Britain, Islamic civilisation was committed to animal welfare centuries earlier owing to the instructions of Prophet Muhammad.
Read more

The 1948 UN charter on human rights proclaims “All human beings are born free and equal in dignity and rights”, words that echo Muhammad’s practices over fourteen centuries ago.
Read more

The core Islamic principle is that of equality between all of humankind.
Read more
What Can You Do?
You can link http://www.blogger.com/www.inspiredbymuhammad.com in your blog and share it in your Facebook with that thousands friends of yours! ;)
You can spread around the pictures and the data above.
You can go here, save some banners in your computer, display them in your blog or better, print them out as posters for your class, school, college, uni, workplace – any location where heaps of people could have a look at it!
You can read the content of the website and give the right information to your Non-Muslim friends. Or your unconvinced Muslim friends, for that matter.
Last but not least, understand the principles ourselves, and practice it. It's the least we could do.
Remember that there are so many false information out there and here on the internet, so beware of what you read, hear and watch. Remember that Holy Quran is our only true, crystal-clear guidance, so be careful of inaccurate versions. Remember that if there’s anything wrong (I think terrorism and misuse of polygamy would be some of the most common examples), it’s the followers (who misunderstand things or were misinformed), not our religion Islam and definitely not our Prophet Muhammad.

Renung-renungkan, dan selamat beramal! ;)

i'm suppose to be in good mood. oh wait. i am. almost.

2011-03-05T21:45:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum and good day y'all.

This week has started off quite well i should say, with the medical posting i've been so overly nervous about, turned out to be as interesting and urm, 'normal?' as it is. The pressure is on though, to have to recall most of the facts i learnt 2 years ago in 2nd year, especially when the memories that went through my hippocampus was a blurrr then, thus so are the ones coming out from my cerebral cortex now (if any).

With that good and reassuring of an entry intro, i shall put my mental breakdown a few days ago as bygone and not discuss it here. (and yet i still bring it up by a sentence. pfft. whadadouche. attention seeker. show-off-er.etc.)

This morning i started the day off with a knock on me door and Suzana's "hey, lets go ~~to the zoo!~~and claim our coupon for the Big Breakfast at McD?" -which i succumbed to and as a sequel let my stomach filled with high carbs diet on Saturday morning though i promised myself to eat only fibre-filled dietary intake for a morning kick-off to ensure better digestion (and a slimmer look).

This is how the culprit look like:

I wasn't sure at what time a normal, bussiness hour (non-24 hours) McDonald's opens, so i drove to the one at Wakaf Che Yeh. This time, we parked at the front of the restaurant, making sure nobody can mess with my car while we dig in, like what happened to my friend's Kancil about a week ago.

Oh, have i told you?

That our car was broken into while we were ordering Vanilla Sundae? I think it was on Wednesday night, (or you could say it's Thursday morning, since it was at 2am) two weeks ago, that my peeps and i went for a supper after shopping at Wakaf Che Yeh 'uptown?' market. Parked at the lot at the back of the restaurant. After ordering and about to open the burger wrapper, a tough, tall, Awie-Wings lookalike dude came to us and asked wether we own a Kancil (and he mentioned the number). My friend wasn't sure of our ride's number since it's his roomate's car and he just borrowed it.

The dude left, but we went to the parking lot to check out if anything is wrong. Apparently something was. The window of the passenger door at the back was broken and our stuff was gone. The stuffs we shopped at the night market. We remembered what we bought were just a few cheap shirts and a beach ball. And those were taken. We were like, "apekejadah le bola pun nak amek. curik baju ngan tudung je plak tu. takde idea langsung nak mencuri. kalau takat bola pantai tu mintak pun aku bagi leee...tak pasal-pasal cermin keta kena pecah". Not in mood to enjoy our sundae no more, we drove back to campus, cursing the 'car-breaker?' along the way. When my friend went to fix the window the next morning, only then we found out that the thief wasn't dumber than us at all. The opposite may apply as it turned out he took away the car speaker, leaving us Rm430 poorer. Chett. haih... So yeah, for those who plans to enjoy a late-night meal at McD Wakaf Che Yeh, make sure you park at the front and do not leave any 'baits' in your car, like you know, the laptops, etc.

Anyway, the week went on normally, with classes and ward rounds, and more classes and ward rounds (though in the first week the ward rounds seems more to wondering around). There was once when we're having our bedside presentation session in HKB (Hospital Kota Bharu) i realised, that after going through 5 postings, and orthopaedics included, mind you, i still can't read a chest X Ray to save me arse at any point in me life. How sad is that for a 4th year? Aishhh. So you see, it's imperative for me to study and practice reading imaging investigation results now. Instead of blogging. So, umm, bubbye. I may now resume blabbering facts from notes in my sanctuary...

me sanctuary

Take care people. And to whom it may concern, i wuv yew. :)

.post ini tidak memerlukan title.

2011-02-26T16:59:00.000+08:00

Aku yang tak berguna ni belum siap lagi case write up.

Show Me Ur Style!

2011-02-21T22:15:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum and good day, peeps! :)

Haha okay hari tu kata nak tulis pasal sinopsis novel dalam cabaran c50 kan. Tapi belum buat kerana masih malas nak imbas balik tentang plot novel tu.

So today it's not about a book. It's about me participating in a contest in facebook. Hahah.

It's a 'style' contest, in which participants shall upload a picture of them, in what they think as their most awesomest style, and then the picture with the most 'likes' will win. In order for people to like the picture, they must first like the profile page of the shop.

This kind of contest is quite common among new shops in facebook. By organizing such contest, a shop will gain publicity in a jiff because their shop name will be published everywhere for every 'likes' they get, not to mention quite a number of members too, because people who entered the contest will have to want their friends and families to like the page in order to make them vote.

So umm......

I hereby would like to promote my picture! I'm doing this just for fun, and also for the prizes! ;p

This contest is organised by a women's apparel shop.

For ladies, you can add up some great fashion choices to your shopping list by liking the page.

For guys who would also like to vote, no worries. You can also like the page, see wether you like my style, and vote for me! Yet you may not want to shop in a women's clothing shop, right? So what you can do is, you can always unlike the page after the contest is over. ;) Simple, right? So here is how you can vote for me:

Visit this facebook page: M2M Collection (click here)

Like the M2M Collection page first.

In the page's photos there's an album named "Show Me Ur Style Contest".

In the album, you may find my picture with the name Iliana Sulaiman.

If i'm not mistaken my pic is in the 3rd line in the album.

I'm contestant No.10.

Okay so that's it. Vote me y'all. Thank you! :)

.C50 and Zapin.

2011-02-19T01:24:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum and good day, peeps. :)

Hari ini permulaan hari yang tak berapa baik. Nak buka buku ilmiah tu macam agak mencabar sedikit. So tadi saya ambil peluang dengan minda yang tak keruan ni mentelaah buku lain.

Saya habiskan buku yang saya start baca kat dewan kuliah, like mentioned in the earlier post, Madeline Wickham's The Wedding Girl. Finished the whole book, and started a little bit on Sheila O'Flanagan's The Perfect Man. Tapi buku kedua tu baru baca sedikit, sebab tak lama lepas tu ada dapat hidayah sedikit untuk ulangkaji nota-nota Otorhinolaryngology (sounds sexy, isn't it?) yang tak habis-habis ni. Tapi tak lama kemudian surfing balik.

As i was blogsurfing, i came across 'Cabaran 50 novel setahun'. Thanks to Ain Sabrina, tuan punya Muslimah's Hour. She's been in this for i don't know how long. Since i have just finished a book, i thought i might join a lovely society of readers and take the challenge. Why not? Right? It's time to pick up a positive habit that i left behind for quite a time already. Reading books.

So may next post shall be about the synopsis of the book. For those who don't favour reading novels, i suggest you to skip the upcoming entry. If you love reading, or a fellow who's intending to take up reading as hobby, it's an honour to share my fiction digs with you all. :)

Okay. So,

Beberapa hari lepas after lunch, sambil menunggu proses peristalsis berlaku dengan jaya, saya berbual-bual dengan kawan baik saya Suzana. Ada beritahu Sue yang saya amat berminat dengan tarian dan bercadang untuk masuk kelas tarian kontemporari sewaktu cuti semester nanti. Mungkin juga angan-angan semata. Tapi memang betullah, saya minat.

So semalam, dia ajak saya pergi satu kelas tarian zapin kat pusat Mahasiswa USMKK. Menarik. Zapin is one of the traditional dances that interests me the most. The rhythm and the moves are just awesome, fast and artsy. Esok kelas tu. Pukul 9 pagi. Kalau sesiapa yang berminat dengan tarian zapin boleh la join. 9 pagi. Kalau tiada aral melintang, saya berkemungkinan besar masuk kelas tu esok. Tapi sekarang pukul 2 pagi pun belum tidur, so mungkin ada aral besar melintang jalan. But we'll see. Eheh.

ah. these mood swings.

2011-02-18T14:16:00.001+08:00

i've been thinking too much lately. yes, that must be it. been thinking too much.

about unimportant things. emotional things.

emotion needs care, but not excessively, or it shall become an obsession.

once it is, it may be hard to come out from.

thus i should be thinking about something more appropriate, like my upcoming exam, which need quality studying.

okay. let's.

.love diaries.

2011-02-17T18:49:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum and good day. :)

Today i kick-start my day with a cuppa coffee and various plans on the things that i need to do during office hours. Simply because all of them involve people that works in the office. Such as;

My CFCS patient card that needs signature (To be submitted to the sister in the KKKK office. However, to submit it, i must first fill in my patient's family members' names and IC numbers. This can be done by calling my patient and asking him all the info),

My dental appointment (To be set with the nurse in the Klinik Pakar Gigi HUSM, according to Dr. Abdullah),

My car sticker form (To be submitted to the USMKK HEP dept. To be able to do this, i must have the photocopied car insurance sheet and grant that my father has with him. Shouldn't be a problem, since baba work near my campus and i can pick them up from him during lunch hour.)

Send out presents to my friends via pos laju (To be posted at the mini post office in campus).

Since IDA (the InterDisciplinary Activities, mainly lectures) starts early in the morning, i planned to get done with the things i mentioned during inter-lectures break and some in the afternoon.

As usual, my IDA session are filled with either

me, intensely absorbed into the lecture topic and jotting down (very rare situation)

me, reading fiction (not uncommon), or

me, talking in 20-25 desible intensity of voice with friends, a.k.a borak kosong (common), or

me, sleeping (surprisingly common. eheh).

So at 8.30am sharp, (i was on time), i started reading Madeline Wickham's The Wedding Girl. At 8.55am, there was an announcement, morning lecture was canceled. Chance to call my cfcs patient and straight to the KKKK Dept, yet i was still reading. Until 9.30am, i got to chapter 8 and stopped since Prof Nik Zainal, our phase coordinator, came in, warning us on the bad IDA attendance. He was saying all sorts of things like, we must always come to the session, 100% attendance expected this week onwards, and do not sign for your friends because apparently the academic office have some kind of forensic officer that can detect the fake signature, even the slightest bent.

Now i don't have the authority to say that it's not true, but saying out those things may not really be effective. I mean, it may be, if the implementation was carried out word by word. Me as the IDA 'runner', have been warned by the academic office the same thing since day 1. However, a different news was circulating, that seniors said IDA consist of no importance when it comes to our academic assessment. They themselves have been 'playing truant?' and faced no consequences. NO action at all. So why bother? In the end, the attendance are just based on some student's eagerness to learn and willingness to wake up in the early morning and fill in their attendance, not out of worry that they are going to be taken disciplinary action upon. So yeah, after the 'warning', most students were just, 'yeah whatever' or giggle cynically. Aih.. I just hope that if the academic office say so, they do so, so that it won't be an insult to the ones who really came every IDA morning. (sadly, not me. aih..i have also been absent a few times). Some lecturers confessed their curiosity to us wether we find the IDA helpful? Although with that much absentee i don't dare to say that it's not, since there are quite a number of 'enjoyable' lectures that give us info out of our usual academic scope, like the medico-legal lectures, disasters and forensic (when else are we going to have a 'disaster' lecture if not during IDA? and yes, 'Natural Disaster' was a lecture title). So the IDA remains, and absentee remains in their room. May Prof. Nik Zainal's words may alter the numbers.

Second lecture's break - i ended up playing Fruit Ninja on Faiz's iPod until the battery depleted. So the inter-lectures break were non-productive for me.

Done with the lectures, Ruby, Sue and I went for our gastroround. As usual, girls + lunch break + no evening class + air conditioned cafe = talk and talk and talk. Feeling full, I went back to my room, determined to call baba and get the car insurance thing, also to call my patient and submit the CFCS card today, when i saw my friends' unwrapped present (ah, forgot to wrap em and post em!).

The present i got them are somewhat a love diary. Although the diaries are already very pretty, i decided to add something to make them more special since i'm giving them to my best friends. I just add some quick notes to a few dates.

Just a simple hello.

a reminder of my buffday is a must. hehe

So these are what i've been doing till it's 15 minutes past 5 and along with it destroyed all hope to run errands concerning the mentioned offices above. Hope you guys like it when it reach your doorstep, sunshine(s). ;)

p/s: about the dental appointment, i totally forgot all about it. uhu.

.kamon kamon.

2011-02-11T17:25:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum & good day, peeps. :)

I just wanted to ramble a short piece today,

telling you that,

'If only..' is simply not applicable to me anymore.

Everything i need is already within my reach right now.

Sounds so grand, isn't it? Chett..

But it's only very true.

All i have to do now is just want something, and straight to working my ass off for it.

Now that sounds more like it. Heh.

.Age Is Just a Numbah.

2011-02-02T02:11:00.000+08:00

Or so they say.

Let me tell you why I fear getting above 20.

Being 19, I think I'm allowed to get confused. I can always try, and mistakes are to be expected. Being 20, I just feel that we should already know things. It's like, someone telling me, "o just pick one already". I'm not allowed to stop at a junction, stare at the crossroads sign and contemplate, for there are just so much more to get through further ahead.

At 23, whenever I have some unsettled things inside my head, it's the same voice telling me constantly, making me more and more nervous, urging me to choose and NOT make mistake. It's like you're a pilot of Boeing747, and if you push the wrong button, all 359 passengers are going down.

Responsibility is such a big word. I believe it's true for most people. For a rather clueless girl like me, making choices is still a huge panic trigger. I once sweat, literally, when deciding wether i wanted to eat lunch at cafe or in my room. The same thing happened when i tried to decide wether i should allow my brother to go out with his friends when my parents left me in charge. I was already 22 at that time. But of course this doesn't happen all the time. I still manage to get most of my routine done without all the troublesome decision. Yet it still bothers me to grow up and have to make choices. Coz i'd still like mama to choose the suitable fabric for my Hari Raya apparels. Still wants my mama to tell me how many pots of rice to cook for a 5-people dine or 16 people dine...etc.

But I can't rely on others forever, can i? Sooner or later people may refer to me for advice or instructions like that. The stressful thing is, i don't know when or why my mind was set that 'training' time is over once 20 years old. Pass that, it's time to bring it to the table, act adult-like, and just do. I mean, aren't failures are to be applauded for you can learn from it? *sigh*

However instead of pitying my gerascophobic self, i might as well fight the panicking urge to make perfect decisions at the back of my head and grow old and wise, right? Keep moving forward, baby. :)

Have a great holiday, peeps. While there's still time. Eheh.

Naik Rumah Baru

2011-02-01T00:51:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum and good day peeps!

And so i moved here.

hehehe..saja gedik. ;P

It's my first post here in Royal Ramble @ blogspot. I got nothing to write though. However since it's the 'moving out' day so i guess i should just post something up.

Therefore..

I'm promoting my online clothing store. ehehehe..

But beware, these stores are only for the ones who wants QUALITY clothings only!! ehehehe..

Take a look in my store for brand new clothings here: http://cinderellacollection.blogspot.com/

and

Help me clean my wardrobe out by checking out preloved clothes here: http://sprinklemebubbles.blogspot.com/

and whenever you guys hang out here in my web page, you can always go to the shop by clicking the lnik button at the sidebar.

Happy shopping! :)

.Thank you, my most beloveds.

2010-09-25T02:03:00.000+08:00

Saya tidak pernah ada cellphone yang ada memory card. Sekarang saya tuan punya.

Alhamdulillah.. Terima kasih, mama dan baba yang memahami.

Selamat tiga ratus ringgit (dah hampir ke KB Mall petang ini untuk beli cellphone baru), hanya dengan berkongsi cerita dengan ibubapa.

Yahoooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!

:D

Oh shite.

2010-06-28T10:18:00.000+08:00

First of all, the queen's team was denied in the ultimate battle of the remaining Europes. So i'm not in a mood for a celebration though i was in love with Schweinstiger back in prev FIFAWC days. I'm no expert in football so i can't really comment on how the game went but i know England didn't play up to their standard and the ref's call on Lampard's goal was crappy. As Amin Uloom has stated in his facebook, Subkhidin from Malaysia could've made a better call. Grrr..

Second, i'm in deep shite that i havent finish up the report for the first phase of our elective project. And tomorrow, we're going to visit the school in Bangsar for the second phase already. I'm gearing up and speeding with the keyboard punching so that i'd be until the conclusion part before Subuh dawn on me. Earlier before i was doing a sewing project for Didi (talk about procrastination with the elective stuffs), but then i realised there weren't enough material to finish it by tonight. So i'll try to find the missing part tomorrow at Tasheng's and get it done before i board the bus to KL. Hope i'd complete it by then. Hope i'll complete them ALL by tomorrow. :D

And owh, i now know what retweet means. heheh. I'm on Twitter now. For those with a twitter account, follow me @chibiblupblup! Tengs! :)

.Brazil-Argentina.

2010-06-26T07:10:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum & good day. :)

Sekarang Brazil dan Portugal sedang lawan untuk 1st round FIFA World Cup. Sepanjang separuh masa pertama tadi dah 6 kad kuning dikeluarkan kepada pemain. Saya tak tahu apa masalah pengadil tu. Suka sangat bagi kad. Saya harap Brazil menang sebab tengok perlawanan Brazil sebelum ni dua-dua defend dan strikernya quite good. Deserves to win. Lagipun saya ramal (haha ok saya tak pakar, tapi sebab tengok juga World Cup, so nak ramal juga.) Argentina dan Brazil masuk final. Hopefully ramalan tersebut menjadi kenyataan. Saya sokong Argentina sebab saya suka Maradona. heheh.. Ok tu ja. We'll see how it goes.

Go go Brazil!

So, umm..

2010-06-24T20:34:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum and good day, people.

Have you ever been warned, "don't immerse yourself in too much joy for sorrow will follow.."

Atau dalam bahasa Melayunya, "suka suka, nangis..."

Well it might a little, applied to me right now.

Remember how happy i was in my last entry? It didn't last that long since i lost 3 of my cute lil guppies right after i came back from KL. :'(

I bought myself those guppies in May when i decided i might be a lil lonely if i were to stay and study at home along the sem break. Had a hemisphere see-through bowl for them, a classic, added a few waterplants, and calling it their home - although after a while felt pity for them to swim in such tiny house and when i have money i want them to have a better spaced tank. Tapi tak sempat.. huaaaaa!!!! sobs.

I couldn't believe i forgot to take them with me to Kuantan. So far i've travelled with them whenever we left our house unattended, like going back to kampung, stay in KL and such. But that day i somehow forgot about them altogether, leaving them 3 days without food. Omg i was being cruel! I tought about them when i was in Kuantan, wishing they would still be okay. How wrong i was when i came back and saw 2 of my gupppies floating with their tiny tummy facing the surface. :'( I quickly sprinkled the fish food for the only one left. But she's not eating. Maybe she's too upset to eat, or she just hates me by then. I cleaned the bowl, gave her fresh environment, sprinkled more food, but after a while she still didn't eat it. And to add salt to the wound, she died the day after. :'( Bubbye me guppies... I named them but since i didn't recognize the fishes anyway, i gave up the names. I haven't even taken pictures with them for the memories.

Oh how can i be this mean?? What am i going to answer when i'm being questioned on the Judgement Day for being irresponsible of three unfortunate lives that i have caused to end? I can only pray that they'll be happier wherever they are now and that i may be forgiven.

I'm sorry guppies..truly am.. :'(

.all good.

2010-06-22T07:23:00.000+08:00

Alhamdulillah.. :)

Thank you Allah for the neverending joy He keep supplying this humble life of mine.

I'm really a happy bunny in these 2 days and so. On Friday my whole family (and by whole i mean parents, me and my lil bro. muehehe..) went to Kuantan to visit Abg Chik in Gambang matriculation college. We kidnapped him after the Jumaat prayer, (although he's not suppose to go out cz they have JPP stuffs going on in the evening of the day, but somehow he managed to get through the mak guard) and went shopping in East Coast Mall. After the mall my bros and I we set out to the GSC for Toys Story 3 - which is sooooooooo worth it. I really won't mind watching it again.

The three of us have always been fans of the Toys Story movies (anyone isn't?) and the characters, so watching the sequel in the cinema is something that we just MUST do. And as always, the Toys Story 3 is everything we thought it would be. The characters are so alive, with distinct personality and 'humane qualities' they each uniquely posses, the storyline are brilliant for all 3 movies, and I love TS3 particularly for its combination of thrill action, comedy and drama. All put together so effortlessly entertaining. It's sad however that the toys are not with Andy anymore, since he's going to college and all. The last scene are so saddening i had to really refrain myself from letting the tears come out - since it's just a cartoon, i somehow feel ridiculous to cry over it, huhu.. (but really, it's so sad i might not even care if to cry if the first tear dropped) and apparently my brothers did so too. It's weird how a simple work of the cartoonists and some computer graphics can really touch our heart.

To anyone who hasn't watch the TS3 (or even TS1 or TS2) yet, i reaaaallllllyy recommend the movie. To cartoon lovers, its a MUST-watch. Enjoy Buzz Lightyear's dance in his Spanish mode. So sexy and damn funny! That was my favourite part in the movie, i laughed out loud and almost everyone in the cinema did! Haha.. After the TS3, we bought the tickets for midnight movie Karate Kid. This one's quite slow i was half asleep in some part of the movie (well it's not the movie's fault i was watching it around 1.30am anyway). But all in all, it was entertaining. I love Will Smith's kid's act. He's a natural and i really think he's doing great for his future acting career. This movie is recommended too. What really made me happy was the three of us spent time together laughing and discussing the movie until the next morning. Precious times like that always makes everything worth it.

We had to leave Abg Chik at his friend's house on Saturday morning because we had a wedding to attend in Putrajaya before late afternoon. Baba was speeding all the way. Luckily the wedding buffet is still going on when we arrived (then ape lagi, melantak lah. haha).. Since it's Syafiq's sister's wedding, a lot of fellas from my secondary school were there so after the buffet I joined them hanging out in Alamanda. It was fun, meeting old friends whom i haven't seen much around these days. Aziera treat us to a whole lot bunch of Big Apple doughnuts and we just hang out having pointless conversations and laughed our asses off. Thanx dudes and dudettes, for making my day. :)

Didi picked me up at Alamanda after the peeps left and we had dinner at Soho bangi (did i make it sound anything like SOHO the club and bar? well it's anything but. haha). Another person to keep the jovial smile on me all day. :) I always knew that he's my guy, but everytime i see him he never fail to make me feel like the luckiest person on earth to have him as my guy. :D :D :D I can't help it that my heart hop around and summersaulted with joy when he's around although he might have done the most boring things on earth sometimes.. hehe okay won't go on rambling about him here. Spent the night at my uncle's house in Gombak. He just moved there so i wasnt quite familiar with the route to his house yet, so Didi and I spent quite a while searching for it - I didn't really mind though, cz it kept me with Didi longer. haha.. :P

The littlest thing when done with people that matters, will always make the biggest memories you'll regret to lose. I love you all. :)

And oh, Happy Birthday to Mr. Wan Mohd Sulaiman bin Wan Ismail. You are the best any father can ever be. As i know my baba won't read this, and he's currently in KL, i'll just pour my heart out on his cellphone via text msgs, aite?

Take care everyone. :-*

.hemmo hemmo hemmo.

2010-06-17T09:51:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum and good day peeps. :D

This is me i guess. As for the fellas who's been reading, you can see the pattern of me, blogging 'furiously' in a few days or so, then leaving the page to get dustbunnied for few months, then come again to collect the bunnies and maybe some easter eggs and blog for a day or two, and then buh-bye again until the next 'open season'. All out at a time, and then 'all OUT'. Okay takpe. It's my blog anyway. :P

Just wanna share with you guys about my new 'job' i got on the internet. Last night i was chatting on ICQ, when i saw a spam ad bout a new chatting site - said there a 'new state of the art flash technology' and stuffs. And so i thought, why not? ICQ's getting crowded with dirty punks asking for 'webcam fun' anyway. And so i hop over to nightowlchat.bullseyeradio.com.. Signed up, logged in, and ding, i'm in. With two other people named themselves clasi and DJ skyblue. Wondered why it's so empty, but since it had said in ICQ ad that it's new, i didnt bother asking. Blah3..the admin named John came in and asked me if i wanna be the moderator for the chatrooms. Got nothing much to do, i agreed. I pretty much just chat and kick and ban annoying chatters.

The people (and by people, i mean the TWO other chatter who's also promoted to moderators and John the admin) were superbly nice they made me wonder are they for real? I mean, you can't get such nice people who bothered to "hello guest" and "how can i help you guest?" "now what can i do for you guest" and "hope you have a nice time here guest" in a public chatroom. Most of the time peeps there will just "hey", "asl" you or just shootingshits at you once you log in. Blah3.. i asked them their age, clasi said she's 62, and DJ's 60. And i went, "LOL..and i'm 80" and blah2..they talking politely and although bewildered by the 'surreally polite' situation, i just join in the chat once in a while. At one time i even said "LOL John, give em a break, they're 60! LMAO.."..

Moments later i get to know how to read chatters profile, turns out they really ARE 40-60 year olds!!! With their pictures in the profile page. Grey hair. I practically gawked at the monitor. NO wonder la nobody talking 'cool' here..no wonder la so polite..no wonder la "you are very welcomed.." whenever i said thanks.. haha.. But then, since i already took the 'job', i sign in the site everyday to be there as the moderator..

They have live stream radio with the DJ being online as one of the chatters. The radio somehow is like one of the Astro retro radio channel that airs rock and country music. Plus you can video chat with 500 people at one time. So it's kinda cool actually..apart from majority golden age there.. John asked me to bring more '20s friends' there.. I'll see what i can do John. heheh..

I still think it's funny though. The people there are pretty nice, but i kinda feel like working in a old folks home. hihihi..

Anyone interested in chatting online with 500 video channels at a time while tuning in to retro-like radio channel with live DJ that chats with you, can log in to nightowlchat.

There John, i did my part. LMAO. :P

p/s: i really do enjoy the Bulls Eye radio channel. dumdumdumpumm.. :D

.bummer.

2010-06-17T07:15:00.000+08:00

I think mama is upset with me today. Coz i don't want to drive her to Auntie Izah's in Bentong. I was sick. I AM sick. Have been coughing till my torso hurts. But since i don't have the sick look maybe, mama pushed me to go. Although she said it'll be only for a while, but i know better. The promised 15 minutes will definitely be 2 hours. I mean, come on, 20 minutes drive for a 15 minutes visit? Don't think so. And for the 2 hours i'd need to be smiling politely, watching them having conversation..look up from the 'Anjung Seri' pages that i've been flipping everytime i go there..(i can hafal which house pic in which page in which month's issues already). That can happen if i don't need to cough, and since my body hurt to do so, i'll be refraining myself from coughing quite often and look as if i have constipation. Ain't gonna put up with that. So i made my say. I'm not going!

"okay takpe, mama gi sorang."

"adik, jom teman mama?"

my bro, been listening to the whole thing, just agreed.

So they went. When they're back, mama hasn't been making any eye contact with me - although there are perfect chances every now and then.

*sigh*

Sorry la mama...sakit betul ni.. :(

It suddenly occurs to me,

2010-04-19T21:43:00.000+08:00

That i am living the era in which people quote Gossip Girl, and Forrest Gump quite often, rather than Marie Curie, or Marthin Luther King Jr, or Che Det.

.The day that went away.

2010-04-19T07:30:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum and good day! :)

Today is one of the few days that i woke up early after Subuh prayer. Yay for me. After looking through (or maybe just looking at, i'm not sure, based on my state of mind at that time) the Guyton Physiology and Kumar Med book, i went to the Sunday market to buy some staple food for the week, and get home and the rest was ordinary (and by ordinary i mean CSI, Leverage, House, a few AFCs', napping, blog-surfing, gardening, garage work, blahblah).

And tonight, as you may have noticed, i tried to change my blog skin. I like the colour of the current one. However i can't make the bloglist to appear at its supposed place like it used to be. But whatever, i hardly look at them anyway, since wordpress has no (or my free version don't have it) the blog update, i often go to other fella's blogger blog to see who's updating so i can read the latest. But i'm still not satisfied with it. Maybe i'll pick a time to re-do them. Tengoklah macam mana nanti. (seriously gaya orang pemalas dah sekarang ni).

Btw, i think i'm being a jerk this week. Aih..

I have GOT to find a way to stop this. Before all hell breaks loose, i better be nice to people.

When you feel like..

2010-04-18T20:08:00.000+08:00

..trying something new,

..acting creative and all,

You realllly hope that the broken sewing machine get fixed.

Pakcik kedai kasut yang hebat baiki mesin jahit dan potong jeans, tolonglah bukak kedai kamu yang dah seminggu lebih tak bukak tu.. Where art thou o talented cobbler?

.Small Issue.

2010-04-18T07:19:00.000+08:00

You are a FRIEND, and you hear another friend bitching about her, you are yet to be sure who's closer to you, and you are clueless wether you SHOULD choose who's closer, and you are still in the middle of agreeing or not agreeing with the bitching-about that was done, so you don't know wether you should give advice to her with i-think-you-are-too in mind, or shall you remind her of her behaviour with the who-said-it coz even if it's not with the who-said-it, once you mention, she'll definitely know, and once she suggests it, you will LIE.

So does that make you, a coward?

What am i thinking? This is not even an issue. Ok bye.

.My Checklist Updates.

2010-04-13T10:50:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum and a very good day to you! :)

Remember these?

NOte-to-SeLf 4 pOsTExaM:

1. Work at Chek Sing.

2. Learn japanese seriously before fly in May.

3. Finish up the cross stitches.

4. Colour bedroom furnitures in WHITE.

5. Paint bathroom stripey purple or any other warna that makes sense.

6. Build rack for store room.

7. Make a rock-paper-scissors-lizard-Spock t-shirt.

8. Go along with sister Yati’s plan lah.

As you can see, there are a few crossed ones. Well actually, i didn't get the work at Chek Sing. Chek Sing is a botanical shop which sell plants for gardens. Apparently the job offer was taken back as he said he's going to do more of landscape jobs this season, (i don't know what 'seasons' does he go by) and will need more manpower (as in, MAN power). So a petite like me who's generally only useful for looking after the kedai and watering plants and transfering them from black bag to the pots isn't really necessary at this time of the 'season'. Kecewa. Ok, keep calm and moving on..

As for the Japanese language, i am now learning by heart. But i still can't figure much when i try visiting Japanese websites to train my efficiency in that language. It's okay (consoling myself), berakit-rakit ke hulu..plus, Ady and Ena will be there to translate for me. muehehehe....

And the storeroom, i didn't exactly build a new one, merely just modify the use of the old bookshelf to suit it's use in the store room as a tool rack.

Btw, i have white furnitures now! Yeay Yeay Yeay! :D

Here are some pics of us trying to D-I-Y.

the bro kurang membantu. ceh.

She hold the brush when I hold the camera. ;P

Applying undercoat.

Pakdin yang begitu banyak berusaha, esp masa baba datang checking us out. Makin putih dia lepas cat perabot tu. ;P

[caption id="attachment_413" align="aligncenter" width="480" caption="Before it was transformed. I kinda miss the old woody look. "][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_414" align="aligncenter" width="480" caption="me being plumpy and bossy and all.."][/caption]

After all the demanding and crazy-hot madness under scorching sun, i don't think the troops will come back to give a hand when i cry out help the next time. haha.. ;P

Guess i'll be painting my bathroom purple by myself. (^^,)"

.indigestion.

2010-03-12T23:22:00.000+08:00

I was overcaffeinating myself, now i suffer.

Ongoing dyspepsia for 3 days already. (-.-")

.redefined.

2010-03-03T23:24:00.000+08:00

My pre-exam life can be defined as: oVer-caFFeiNed. (@.@)"

P/s: Won the debate. (Yay!). The prize was: RM50 voucher for Popular bookstore (2xYay!) Kindersley here i come!

.mengidam.

2010-03-02T11:39:00.000+08:00

I feel like eating sushi.

and, can i have..

Nokia N97 mini satu?

*drool...*

.note to self.

2010-03-02T03:37:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum and good day to you. *i love it when i start with that coz when i'm wishing people well, it sorta tell myself i kinda am, too* :)

But that is just rethorically speaking coz actually, i am seriously boredddddd. Borrrrrrreedd. Booooorrrrrreeddd and please add morrreee Os and Rs and Es and Ds and 'and's to the spelling like it's not yet annoyying enough.

This study month is killllinggg me!! What? These notes aren't interesting enough to entertain? You tell me.

Figuring i would have no other significant aspect of my life rather than notes this study month (do i even have 'em BEFORE? i don't know), i thought i'd stay away from the blog for a while. But since this is duper madly life-consuming, i decided to put up a post, even if a nonsensical one.

so,

NOte-to-SeLf 4 pOsTExaM:

1. Work at Chek Sing.

2. Learn japanese seriously before fly in May.

3. Finish up the cross stitches.

4. Colour bedroom furnitures in WHITE.

5. Paint bathroom stripey purple or any other warna that makes sense.

6. Build rack for store room.

7. Make a rock-paper-scissors-lizard-Spock t-shirt.

8. Go along with sister Yati's plan lah.

I wonder which one will be ticked done? We'll see. I'll be updating the to-dos here after the exam. And for the time being, the list might still grow.

Take care! :)

.becoming the one i swore to hate. (well not really, we don't simply hate people. duh.)

2010-01-09T09:53:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum and good day. :)

Hope it had been a fine, fine, week for you in the newest year of our life. ;)

In this week, one of the fillings in my little brown book is the PSP (Medical Student Association) debate match which i already ticked done. I trully appreciate the effort to promote debate in the school as we are indeed in total lack of it. However, sadly, there were only 2 groups took part in it. One group is the obvious, which is from usmkk debate club (is it official anyway?) and the contender was a group which we pulled together out of nowhere somewhere.. (as Iqbal said if we don't do this, the only one registered team will win undefeated, and i am not willing to let a debate won without any actual jaw-jaw done. Tabik spring kat Iqbal yang berani mencuba debat bahasa Inggeris walaupun dia sebenarnya lebih arif dalam debat bahasa Melayu & Hatif yang memang bidan terjun tulen. I admit that even I hesitated to join due to months of zero brainstorming on matters that matters.) However, the lack of participation is a blame to no one, as here in usmkk, we rarely find promotion or exposure on debate thingy. Many just haven't experience it and doesn't know yet, that it's really a natural high (as for me, at least) to speak out on something important, knowing that you actually have a mind on things that concerns the community. And that brings me to what i was thinking prior to letting my phalanges run on the keyboard.

After the debate, I read through our 'discussion' that i wrote down in my brown book and i realized, there were lots of flaws done during the debate, from my side of the team. Some of the points i elaborated on were away from our stance-the real thing we supposed to fight for-, and some other errors and ramblings that I shoudn't have done. So what actually have i been rambling on about? Where are the analysed pieces of thoughts by the readings done? Have i really been reading anything? Have i actually been talking nonsenses just to get over a debate? To win one?

There are two kind of debaters - the one who really want to have an opinion on matters and wants his thought to be heard and counted in for the better solution, and another, is the one who doesn't really care about the world, he just wants to fight about it. (well there maybe more, but my brain just have this capacity. muahaha)

I'm afraid that as the time fly by, i have been a little 'shallow', and might fall into the second category. I realised i read less of books/webs on facts or intellectual minds in blogs nowadays. My interest have shifted to blogs with lots and lots of photos, especially on fashion and interior designs. But then, it's not a crime, is it? Eheh..heh..heheh.. heh.. Hmm..

Adoila...then i guess i am in jeopardy of turning into someone the attitude i swore to hate dislike a bit. Read more please, Iliana. Do not let your mind starve and die in ignorance.

.once in a blue moon.

2010-01-02T23:52:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum and a very good day to all. :)

And yes, it is a very good day indeed. It's my favourite weather happening - with bits of rainy and sunshine-y. And green predominates the colours outside my window. So cosy and beautiful. I love to watch people walking / just hanging around in the rain with their umbrellas up too, illuminating rainbows apart from from the potential natural one. It has been like this since yesterday, the cold weather 'lullaby-ing' many of us who already were super-sleepy from new year's eve celebration, not allowing us to get up and gear up for the day ahead - which is duper-dangerous for this particular girl who's having professional exam in medicine in not 3 months! Arkk!!

Yeah ok i know, some of you might be saying, "So what are you doing here (+ facebooking)?!! Get out and hit the books already!!" - believe me, i've been saying the same thing to myself, and so, err...just a brief update?

Well okay, nothing much, just that on new years eve, while i planned to set back and read with cuppa mugga of coffee in my hand the whole midnight till morning, suzana texted me, inviting to watch the eclipse at the beach. And i thought, wow, eclipse on new year's eve! That's something! And so we went.

We've departed a bit late from the campus as we've to wait for Sue and Yana to get done with their aerobics training (they're on the campus aerobic team. yes, the all-time champ in inter-campus aerobics, aerobic team). So we kinda missed the fireworks part.

And for the first time in my life, (reminding you, i am actually a Kelantanese - no biggy) i now know the route to Pantai Cahaya Bulan! Muahahhaa.. Now when my friends visit, i can proudly say, "I can bring you to PCB, by car." muahahhaha... :P

Because we couldn't really see the eclipse (some say it's actually just a full moon, i don't know, confused by the tabloids too), we end up unwinding with the cool breeze and camwhoring instead! Here are some pictures of us:

[caption id="attachment_370" align="aligncenter" width="479" caption="my finger pointing at the moon which we can't seem to adore much of its sight due to heavily clouded sky."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_374" align="aligncenter" width="479" caption="The troops. From left: Ihie, Dibby, Suzanna, Ady, Yana."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_375" align="aligncenter" width="480" caption="Contemplating the upcoming year. 2010, be a love and allow my dreams to come true."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_376" align="aligncenter" width="479" caption="I was actually just posing 'shocked' when coincidentally there were firecrackings and shocked me for real. on the left: neurofibliary tangle as seen by suzanna. ;P"][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_377" align="aligncenter" width="479" caption="Love isn't in the air, it's on the beach! ;D"][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_378" align="aligncenter" width="480" caption="Grab some munchies and coconut shake before heading back."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_379" align="aligncenter" width="479" caption="Me and Ady"][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_380" align="aligncenter" width="479" caption="Suzanna and Yana"][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_381" align="aligncenter" width="480" caption="Happy New Year! ;) "][/caption]

Dibby: I wanna get better pointer this year!

Me too! More or less, since my course doesn't go by pointer. :)

Have a great year ahead! :)

.i am the master of my fate.

2009-12-31T07:32:00.000+08:00

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.

.Invictus.

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

.u wanna talk?.

2009-12-29T21:17:00.000+08:00

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.

.Alaaaaaaaaa.

2009-12-17T08:19:00.001+08:00

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?

.wordless uttered to this love and honor.

2009-12-16T04:22:00.000+08:00

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*

.Sunathon 2009.

2009-12-15T09:20:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum and good day!

Becoming a surgeon this 18th. Hopefully. Hehe..it'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.

.highschool stories.

2009-12-13T10:10:00.000+08:00

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

i want i want!

2009-11-26T10:43:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum & good day!

Cekgu Farah pernah kata, blogs can help you polish up your English. Jadi memandangkan ada hasrat untuk polish English saya yang makin ke longkang pada ketika itu, saya pun menulislah dgn bahasa Inggeris. Tapi macam ada restriction sikit kalau menulis dalam bahasa orang England pabila bukan native speaker. Jadi pernah fikir nak buat lagi satu blog dalam bahasa Melayu, tapi difikir2 balik;

1) macamlah tadak entry rojak dalam Royal Ramble sebelum ni.

2) macamlah byk masa nak mengupdate more than one blog acct. Yang satu ni pun cepat berhabuk.

jadi mari kita berbahasa ibunda! (err...rojak actually) ;P

Saya sebenarnya tgh survey kasut tennis untuk menggantikan kasut lama. (sedih main kasut pinjam aje...) Jadi sekarang mahu beli :

Adidas Barricade 5

or

Reebok Volo DMX

But then these two seems a bit out of reach. So if (financially) i can get any closer to a Reebok, it might be this:

Reebok DMX (mega/not)

Saya akan bersyukur..

I was thinking to set out for them tomorrow jugak wif Mr.Didi Aiman, but then he's coming here to pick me up so we might not shop around anywhere in KL or Selangor where there'll be more choices (coz it'll seem ridiculous for your guy to drive all the way to pick you up just to bring you shop for shoes in his town which is a two hours drive BACK and then drive back to send you home). So..i'll go look for them on Saturday instead.

Don't have plans yet for tomorrow but whatever! He'll be HERE WITH ME~~ and we'll take our own sweeeeet time together. Where and what i just won't care~~ i think. ;P

Okies better off to sleep now. Takmo jadi macam hari tu..Didi da sampai depan pintu da baru nak bersiap. Need outfit pairings lagi ni..aiyak.. Nitey nite.

.one time.

2009-11-24T11:18:00.000+08:00

Cute. I thought it was a girl singing, despite the lyrics. Turn out to be the 15 year old Justin! With the wordings, i think he's utterly cute. :)

Plus i'm in a really good mood today. So every songs that come into my ear has really tune up in me. Be it classical to RnB.

Have got nothing to say actually. Just that i am in love. :)

and by the way,

I can reach my dream too.

where is my rainbow?

2009-11-22T01:58:00.000+08:00

When you cry and cry and cry

And the sky cries with you

You'll miss your sunshine

And the two days went by

With you just crying harder.

Iliana. 1800.

.stupidity beyond any reversed brilliance.

2009-11-21T12:58:00.000+08:00

Tidakkah dia tahu betapa sakitnya aku?

Buat aku rasa tak percaya pada diri sendiri,

Janjinya yang dah dimungkiri.

Aku dah tak dapat cari apa yang mungkin.

Yang lain, sudah tak dapat diterima logik akalku.

Sekarang ada dua kemungkinan. Salah satunya - aku yang bodoh.

Salah aku yang kecil ini.

Bila secara automatik sembunyi dalam topeng asli.

Aku fikir, aku memang pandai 'berkonfabulasi'.

Bila terlalu sakit untuk realiti.

Komputer pun tertipu.

Siapa berani kata yang sekarang, aku gembira?

.IKLANEKA.

Tuan-tuan & puan-puan,

Kalau anda boleh;

1. Jadi patung sementara

2. Bawa roh jauh2 dari jasad untuk sementara

3. Potong keluar hippocampus dan amygdala anda buat sementara

4. Autopilot diri anda untuk 2 bulan dalam setiap tahun

5. Liquid-nitrogenkan jantung anda buat sementara

6. Hidupkan semuanya kembali kepada keadaan normal dan tempat asal selepas
  2 bulan (mungkin lebih, dan kemungkinan itu 99.8%)

Tolong daftar dengan saya.

Anda mungkin calon yang tepat untuk satu peranan.

Iliana. 0500

It's post-war. It's suppose to be different.

2009-11-21T09:19:00.000+08:00

It was time of the year again.

The boy has the dream.

His treasure was at the base of the pyramid.

The boy shall go in pursuit of his dreams.

And the girl shall wait.

She is the woman of the desert.

The women of the desert shall always wait for their men.

The strong women of the desert.

Their men are to wander as free as the winds that shape the dunes.

The dunes are altered by the wind, but the desert never change.

But sometimes, desert takes the men away, they don’t always return.

So the girl may cry.

She is the woman of the desert.

But above all, she is a woman.

Her treasure is him.

Iliana. 0020.

Accusation = Harm?

2009-11-19T01:34:00.000+08:00

This evening was the video presentation session of psychosis in our class. Dr. Wee has shown us two videos on schizophrenic patient and we were to analyse the presentation / manifestation of psychotic problem in the patient during their one-on-one interview with the doctor.

I have to admit (sadly & with guilt) that i wasn't at all serious with the session at first. What i observed was just how scary-looking the female patient was, with the long banshee-like hair and a voice that.....well, it gives me goosebumps. Then the doctor asked us what were the findings of the patient, and i snapped back into class and tried to pay more attention. The second patient was a man, claiming that his mummy accused him of stealing money, lotsa lotsa money. I was trying to give term to the findings, that i realised i have problem in analysing psychotic patient. I don't know his affect. I reckoned it was blunt, but then what if he was just a bored patient who was bored being interviewed over and over? Coz he has the proper body language of being bored, flexing his neck backward, slowly battling eyelashes and all. Can we state affect by body language or it has to be just the face? In his statement, he said that his mummy accused him of stealing money. Okay, maybe true, maybe delusion, has to confirm. If it's a delusion, what category of delusion is that persecutory, guilt-or-sin? I tried to ask Dr. Wee, but maybe the way i delivered my question made it turned out a bit not quite. He asked me back my opinion, so i went, "err..persecutory delusion?" And he said that he'd agree. So i was like..hmm..okay.. I thought that persecutory delusion was just limited to physical harm like, poisoning, killing, beating. So (rupa-rupanya) it's just the issue of my poor vocabulary. ;P

Persecutory delusions: These are the most common type of delusions and involve the theme of being followed, harassed, cheated, poisoned or drugged, conspired against, spied on, attacked, or obstructed in the pursuit of goals. Sometimes the delusion is isolated and fragmented (such as the false belief that co-workers are harassing), but sometimes are well-organized belief systems involving a complex set of delusions ("systematized delusions"). A person with a set of persecutory delusions may be believe, for example, that he or she is being followed by government organizations because the "persecuted" person has been falsely identified as a spy. These systems of beliefs can be so broad and complex that they can explain everything that happens to the person.

Read more: http://www.minddisorders.com/Br-Del/Delusions.html#ixzz0XCZRezVd

.jolly mownin, with gwen stefanie's on!.

2009-11-17T21:48:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum and good day! :D

This should be posted yesterday, but since the internet connection was a bit off, i decided to go to bed early nstead.

Remember i said that it'll be a good day yesterday? As i reckoned, it went well. :) Actually just common routine were done, but somehow the emotion that i went through the whole day with was a bit exceptional (amygdala yang sihat?). The second day in psychiatry block made a bit more sense to me now. The lectures were rather apprehensible than the 1st day. Maybe it was the prejudice that i had in mind even before the week started made my first day of psychi boring and my lecture hours filled with deep sleep. (-.-") Yet during the 'illusional' lectures, i realised that i have the wrong interpretation of the term 'paranoid'. I have always been using it to describe my inferiority or diffidence, while in psychiatry, it actually means a phenomena in which somebody has a pervasive pattern of distrust or suspicion of others, e.g. someone wants to harm you. Haha okay, now that i knew better, i'll use it appropriately.

In the evening, thank you Allah S.W.T for a beautiful weather yesterday, our intensive training for Sukad has eventually started. But no game yet, it's back to the basic training first. We were trained like a 5 year-old, catching balls with our bare hands while the coach made us run across the court. The main focus was the footwork. To be able to give a nice stroke, one must know the appropriate distance to stop and form a proper stance. This is a very useful practice for me as i'm prone to lose balance when striking the ball. So most of the time i looked like playing aggressively while i was actually just trying to make the ball touch the racquet while being a foot away from the proper distance. And it makes me lose my breath faster. Once i excel in footwork, it'll help me to strike the ball right at the contact point, thus the ball will always go where the belly button points when i make impact. And the training comes with 3 rounds of sidesteps around two courts, too. (-.-") Oh well. Hope today will be as 'scorching' as yesterday, so our training can resume.

At night, Ady, Yana, Mira, Aina and me went to Celana Villa, for a fine dining. Introduced by Mira, so she say where her boyfriend always bring her to, it was in a quite remote area in Pulau Melaka. The food was okay, but the 'ayam lemon' is a bit off. It taste like chicken dippped in sunquick. eekkk!! But overall i was satisfied with the newy-discovered dining spot. ;D

Haha okay i'm late for clinical case presentation. Toodle loo!!

.sunshine and rainbow.

2009-11-16T16:19:00.000+08:00

"Early to bed and early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise."

Benjamin Franklin

I was early to bed last night and manage to wake up early today.

It seems like a good day, don't you think? :D

.just around the corner.

2009-11-15T13:44:00.000+08:00

SPM is! I have just remembered it just now and made a 5-minutes card for Abang Chik.

Haha i know, i know, it's pathetic. But hey, it's a less-than-5-minutes work. Wha'd you expect? ;P And besides, if i have an elder sister, i think i'd be glad to receive even a pathetic-looking soft card from her for my exam motivation.

To those who's sitting for SPM, i wish you all the best. And to those whose brothers or sisters are, let's pray for their success. And for those who are in no bussiness of this year's SPM league, please, out of pure charity, pray for my brother's tranquility in answering and may he get good results.

p/s: just send them the wishes. even if it's in the ugliest form of creativity you have forged. ;)

.urim and thummim.

2009-11-14T11:22:00.000+08:00

Good day! :)

Ok. Popular bookstore is now officially a forbidden place for me.

I can't set a foot in there without getting hooked by at least 2 titles! And considering the current balance in my acct, i'm relatively paying through the nose for them!

I have just shelved another 3 Paulo Coelho's (uuu..the dark green nots..uhuk uhuk..) with 1 still unread (have just started by 2 pages) Yet, i had a very hard time setting my feet OUT of the store, drooling over "South Africa, The Wild Paradise" by Franck Fouquet. And to those who are still wondering my next birthday prezzie, surprise me with "Travelers' Atlas" by Dorsling Kindersley (publisher)! I'll love you infinitely!! :D

Okay..so how has the week been. Let see..CFCS done...(oh no! the neverending data & community programme reports!), books read (fictions people, fictions,) flu recovered, and watched lotsa Hindi films! Haha what has got into me? Hollywood to Bollywood?? Blame Powell Roy and Renuka for this! ;P I was housemate with Renuka and Atiq during CFCS and happen to transfer loads of Hindi movies from Renuka. The aftermath - fallen for Shah Rukh Khan again, haha, since the ancient "Kuch Kuch Hota Hai". I was hooked for no romance reason okayy..there were actually a lot that i can learn by bollywood movies, so i realised. In "ChakDe! India", i discovered that someone looking like Seh Kee (my coursemate) may have been an Indian! By nationality/origin & may speak by the language of Hindi!! These Indians might easily be mistaken for other nationality and treated as aliens in their own country, should they ever go to the Western India or other part than the Northeastern India. North-East India is ethnically, linguistically and culturally very distinct from the other states of India. And according to Wikipedia, this region is officially recognized as a special category of states. Its states consist of Arunachal Pradesh, Assam, Meghalaya, Manipur, Mizoram, Nagaland, Sikkim and Tripura. They speak by the mothertongue of Assamese, Bengali, Bodo (yes, it's a language) and Manipur. So as i googled and google-mapped, it was just, wow. What a beautiful, diversed world we live in.

In "Om Shanti Om!", i noticed a line that is exactly what i read in Coelho's "The Alchemist". As Shah Rukh Khan say, "when you really want something, the world will help you to come to that.", Coelho has also wrote in his #1 bestseller, similarly, "And, when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it." and i thought, the scriptwriter must've read Coelho.

Haha so i think i'll keep feeding my Bollywood crave by getting good ones from Renuka. ;P

And oh, my double-become-triple room now is double room again. Ira has got a room for herself, after she had been working hard for it the past 5 months. The funny thing is, for the previous months, whenever she go to HEP's Kak Syikin or Murni's Mr.Ismadi, the answers she'll get are just, "there's no more room", "we have nothing to offer." Once she went to Mr. Ismadi with her uncle, who happens to be a friend of HEP big boss Mr.Hafiz, Mr.Ismadi straight away gave her a list of 5-6 rooms with unoccupied beds. What the fish! So the offices are in a conspiracy to always make things hard for students or what? Unbelievable. For 5 friggin months! Despite her effort she got nothing, and suddenly that.

I can't deny the relief of having less people in the room , though. :P

And btw, i was approached by Abg Mie for this year's Sukad Female Tennis captain.

I.

Do.

NOT.

Want.

This.

Arggghh!!! But i don't know to whom shall i shove entrust the post to. It'll be irresponsible for me to just say no without suggesting a replacement. In this year's team, there are two 5th year (exam), two 3rd year (exam), and a 2nd year (freshie in the team, never been to Sukad, can't let her handle).

So u see, Arggghh!!! Darn it.

I don' t know. Now i just try not to think about it. I just go to the court and play.

Urim and Thummim. Be it white, or black? Black. Please.

p/s: i am just referring to the fiction's urim thummim by the way. nothing israelite biblical shall i do. i'll stick to solat istikarah, thanks. :)

.crush alert.

2009-11-02T20:29:00.000+08:00

Err..think i got just a tiny little..(okay, HUGE) crush on Mr. Sani Sayuthi (the next John Tharakan??) Master of Surgery (Neurosurgery) YuEshEm.

He.

Is.

a.

Neurosurgeon.

NEUROSURGEON!!!

(L.O.C. for 0.2 second)

Oh why oh why is it his last class...?

p/s: hehe sorry babyy, of course u know better. ;P

.Hush hush, I'm here.

2009-11-01T21:55:00.000+08:00

There are times, when necessity overcome pride. And that is also when, i must come to understand thoroughly the soul of friendship, and assist in maintaining both.

.and why do i have to learn french?

2009-10-20T00:58:00.000+08:00

because i have to start with the end in mind. (thus the initial dot in every title 'stead of just at the end) And since the journey to the end has something to do with it, i think i should. Once i'm done with Japanese. and Arabic. and every other thing that occupies me still.

okay, that, and,

i don't know why do i find myself hard to apply things that i learnt. If that's still not obvious in my studies, (barf) try life. i knew long before, that if i dont take myself seriously, no one would.. well, except the ones that are biologically programmed to do so, a.k.a mama and baba and maybe a few significant others that gripped the meaning of loyalty by heart.

and yet, i relied. on what, who, it doesn't matter. but i did that, and it brought me to being too patient with myself, and can't seem to gain. i suppose didn't take myself seriously as someone who can. the path has to be paved before me. thus i seems to forgot to clear the bushes on my own. in time, i eventually found myself to be some sorta just a filler (altough it is a self-thought and maybe just paranoia). and that is unacceptable in my dictionary of contemporary life language. So, in mind of wanting to be a hey-let's-take-her-and-polish 'stead of an owh-okay-just-take-her, i am to get up and beat it.

Putting on a mask of bravely-ready-to-undertake-em-all.

Tunggu..(dlm nada pengacara Melodi tv3) hehe.

...

2009-09-27T04:10:00.000+08:00

It wasn't gastroentritis. Damn me for missing such sign & symptom. It may be his last days, and i'm gonna be by his side.

.she had laughed, too.

2009-09-23T00:09:00.000+08:00

Watching the kids play, and quarrel and sulk, i wrote this, at my kampung. Just a bit of the older kids version.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Liolle sat on a high wall alone.

Riobbe and Melleu were laughing at him.

There was a ‘kick me’ note on his back.

Riobbe was sad.

Melleu and Boog were laughing at him.

They have a ‘kick me’ note on his back.

Melleu was sad.

Liolle and Boog were laughing at him.

They pasted a ‘kick me’ note on his back.

Kaloona was sad.

Boog and Danda were chuckling behind her.

They wouldn’t tell why.

They have a ‘kick me’ note on her back.

Toonte was left alone.

He has no friends for now.

They were still giggling behind him.

They wouldn’t tell why.

They have a ‘kick me’ note behind him.

Toonte and Kaloona pasted a ‘kick me’ note behind Quwg some time ago. They had laughed, too.

Norah watched them all in silence. Cracked a ‘whatever’ grin for the stereotypic events.

Ipod in her ears, she couldn’t hear, that Jealaine, Hamuqa and Feswa are giggling behind her too. She just couldn’t be bothered though, for she knows, when someone ACTUALLY kicked her, she’ll have her muay-thai ready.

Anytime.

.until proven otherwise.

2009-09-22T23:55:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum and good day.

It's the 3 rd day of RAYA people! Have you visit your family & friends' houses yet? And more importantly, have you asked for enough forgiveness this year? I haven't. Wuwu~ (-.-")

So far my raya has been okay. Although Tok Ayah has been a little sick lately. He's slimming down to someone quite unrecognisable as him. He was a sturdy man, recruiting his grandchildren for hari raya mass labour work. But now he looked so skinny, having chills and rigors, shaking on his bed. As everything is of constitutional symptoms and diarrhoea, i'm hoping it's just gastroentritis. We went to the hospital, and the doctor commented nothing on the pandemic disease. 'Phewh', but not quite. He is still having fever. He once said, "lepah cucu bongsu ni, takdok doh la.." Maksu is bearing her first child, barely in the first month of gestation. Saya harap mulut Tok Ayah tak masin.

[caption id="attachment_268" align="aligncenter" width="479" caption="Tok Ayah on pagi raya. He claimed to be at his best of health that morning, since Ramadhan. Until he fell sick (again) that evening and brought to Hospital Pasir Mas A&E by midnight."][/caption]

As for everything else, raya is fine. Much hilarity with people all around me in the mood for celebration. I love it when people have so much positive energy around me. I think it somehow can topup mine a little since i am lack of it nowadays.

And,

I hate it when it come down to this. But as i am typing alone in my room, and the negativity is so overwhelmingly underwhelming, i am easily drifted away from any presence of happiness, and start to think of myself as the 21 year old walking with the worst of fate on earth - which of course, not. God has given me so much for me to be grateful for. Again, it's just my melancholy.

And to have this 'syndrome', and be in a relationship, is fatal. I tend to drag down lingering energy that i feel nearest to me. Poor him. I am grateful that my BFFs understand this concept completely, and survive it with me and standing still whenever the emotional chaos come into scene and me struggle in trying to figure it out. Kadang-kadang rasa macam doa tak sampai. And looking back into my life, it's not hard to figure out why. (-.-")

I once liked to think of myself as:

Wan Iliana = positive and honest.

But now, i don't think i does seem so anymore. Nak positif susah. Nak jujur, lagi susah, sebab sepatutnya yang negatif tak patut dibawa keluar. Have to find a new recipe for life to perk it up.

There's a line in medicine, which is very useful for a diagnosis. "Until proven otherwise." I am trying to get hold of this phrase. Because everytime i sense sadness in me, my mind worked its the way to previous let-downs and past crushed hopes, rubbing salts to the chronic wounds. And in life, if you search for someone's faults to prove someone's wrong, of course she will be, and that applies to you too. So i'll try to prove otherwise. Whenever i think I am unhappy, any evidence on that, miss? Can you fix it? Kalau nak ber-melankoli saja memanjang, abeh le. Manja ah kamu. Aren't you one happy girl once? So, until i am proven otherwise.

p/s: Back in matriculation day, Didi Aiman gave me a book as a birthday present. A book on "How to be Happy". I thought, okay, lame, but read it anyway. ;P Thinking of it now, made me grin. I wonder what was he thinking at that time? Did he sense something in me that made him trying to prepare for near future, in case my emotional chaos take place?

Haha who am i trying to kid. Of course he just bought it because he knows i like to read. That's all.

p/s/s: Dear anyone, sorry, kalau saya dah buat kamu susah hati.

.for the love of wood and whites.

2009-09-17T13:24:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum and good day.

Have just done sahur. And, in the mood of posting still.

I was exploring my home PC's 'My Pictures' today, and found myself some pictures i saved that bespeak of what i would love for my room/house (so tells you that my house is not like it. :P)

I am always fond of white furnitures, for i don't like my room to be seen in any specific hue. I need neutral light because only then i can splash rainbowy details in it without thinking much of what would match. Colourful pillows, colourful wall deco, colourful rags, and plan to have rainbow library with the ceiling high white shelves. I just love colours.

And also,

i’ve always loved.

tall windows,

for bright sunlight,

and

mini herb garden,

and

a bookworm spot. with floral details. (as i say that, i mean real flowers, like a mini garden. well it can be a wide acre well-groomed one too)

[caption id="attachment_244" align="aligncenter" width="480" caption="This might be my current workspace. Have ordered a white study table a month ago. Can't wait! :D"][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_245" align="aligncenter" width="480" caption="If i have this in my room, it'll be piled up with books, mags, and clothes in no time. talk about my untidiness. (-.-)""][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_246" align="aligncenter" width="480" caption="White closet. Likey likey~"][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_248" align="aligncenter" width="400" caption="This is lovely. However i don't quite agree with the stripes. I prefer polka dots! :) but in this, just plain pattern of any colour will do. "][/caption]

.don't worry, i don't understand this myself.

2009-09-17T11:35:00.000+08:00

A writer. A poet? Perhaps an artist. Free soul yet abide contently to THE rules. Singing to me, to hold me away from my constant worries. Of the demanding life of, ironically, a wall flower. To knock me on the cranium with a mutual wish of a chance of spilling the filling all over. Ready, to crouch with me and dwell in my melancholy, sprightly waltz with me when sense my chortling sentiment. To never let me let myself be pushed for the bit of rationality i have always sensed in the present logic. Not ridiculed, perhaps just chaffed, in whatever form i am or bespeak of. They say with sacrifices, you treasure it more. I say with blithe, i add up to the hoard. As i am easily fatigued of the cliches.

Yet again, life is no movies.

The vacant future, must be fulfilled. Must be de-void of what benefit all significant presence(s). There's always. That can crack a smile in me, although before long, or even right before, i know, or i thought i know, all too well, that it didn't in the one who claimed so, causing me to not hold the flexing zygomaticus much longer . Which sometimes, leave me all too plain.

So again, what do you want?

I shut up.

I don't talk anymore, remember?

And now i already can't, just like i always have been.

I am not sorry.

.put my mind in the game.

2009-09-14T10:37:00.000+08:00

I feel like doodling with the small colourful sticks. But assignments not done yet.

Must.

Resist.

Oil pastels.

Get down to your definite gameplan, young laydayy. Then play.

*focus iliana focus*

.they make silent sound in my head.

2009-09-10T11:22:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum and good day. :)

I realized that my 2 previous posts are on the same day, yet with 2 contradicting emotion. One second i'm all melancholic, and the next i'm all jovial. So the confession;

Yes. I am, a nutcase in disguise (or is it obvious?).

And right now there're these internal monologues playing back to back in me, which i believe are eclectic throughout my contemporary life so far.

I am going to be a real doctor. With good clinical practice and adequate knowledge. (betul-betul ni, saya nak)

I am now far from what i once was, but not yet what i am going to be. So i gotta push it.

Me (A): I can't. Me (B) : Turn around and say, "watch me". (haha okay that sounds like multi-personality disorder.)

I am going to make it through all these if it kills me.

I am going to middle east, and have precious bit of the time of my M.D. life there, if it cost me a butt to get M16 bullet shot at.

I am going to have my little heaven-on-earth of wood and whites with little herbs garden, coming out of my own savings. (saya nak, saya nak sangat)

I want to study.

Happy Buffday QoodixX

2009-09-07T05:30:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum and good day. :)

I'm not at tarawih today, jadi mengepos di sini. hehe

It's September 6th,

and for all i know, it's one significant date.

The special day in September on which a special friend is born.

So..

To Suad Nabila Sharfuddin ;D

Thanx for being a dear throughout the years. Sorry deh aku balik awal hari tu, next time I merempat lagi di situ, I duk saploh hari okkayy. (sampai kaw rasa nak halau keluar. hehe)

Happy birthday and the sweetest September,

21 candles finally are here,
I must admit, I waited all year.
So many obstacles, around tried to steer,
Passion for greatness, truly sincere!
In my life, you know you are, a valued member. ;D

.wide open space.

2009-09-07T04:56:00.000+08:00

I see u adrift

I fell in silence

For I don’t talk

Not anymore

I wish for you

To sit beside me

To lie beside me

To crouch beside me

In the wide open space

And just see through me.

For I don’t talk

Not anymore.

Do you sense the woebegone little girl?

What does she have to tell?

Listen,through my eyes.

Look hard into my voice.

Is that bliss glittering,

Or is it grief, deepening.

I wait for, full of thoughts provoking

Not the sincere and gentle talking

With languor whispers and utters.

I awaits a friend of sacred rights,

0r claimed the lover, of heaven’s heights.

As I feel the solicitude

Has loosen its grip on me

Yet I don’t know

What right has I

To where do I stand

To deserve the heedfulness

To what extent could I have you to agree

So I don’t talk.

Not anymore.

I spilled

I blabbed

I just don’t talk.

Not anymore.

Won’t you want to make me?

*a few lines that are juggled from 1 of william blake (i think) i read somewhere somewhen*

.what goes 'round comes 'round.

2009-08-31T10:19:00.000+08:00

I take myself, as still learning to know how to take care of my heart. And now that i witnessed something that i predicted some while ago, i believe i achieved some desirable point in that. The first time it happened, i knew it gonna change me for good. I even made a statement to the former subject that that, has leave some sorta 'cicatrix' in me and before it's bygoned as a mere memory, i make sure i thanked properly, for making me learn and move forward. This time it might not be entirely the same, yet as i've learnt and took action, i triumphed (err..that's sorta exaggerated term) ;P.

What goes 'round comes 'round.

And oh, Happy Merdeka Day! There's more to it than just a holiday. :)(But as for me, tennis time tomorrow mownin.) ;P

It’s like,

2009-08-31T09:53:00.000+08:00

when you’re excited about a girl, and you see a couple holding hands, and you feel so happy for them. And at other times, you see the same couple, and they make you so mad. And all you always want, is to feel happy for them because you know, that if you do, then it means that you are happy, too.

Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower.

.it's the climb,baby.

2009-08-26T23:51:00.000+08:00

1st week of repro. Baru 1st week, and i'm mashed. Juggling between recent notes, prev semester's, elective-group-funds stuffs, studygroup, and japanese classes..htd stuffs.. no wonder i'm no VIP. If i put myself in any of the hicom's shoes, lagi2 the ones with multiposts, i don't think i can handle it well. *sigh*

*Every step I'm taking,
Every move I make feels
Lost with no direction
My faith is shaking but I
Got to keep trying
Got to keep my head held high

Has been a while since i last step into the tennis court. Missing it much. Feel a slight guilt towards Abg. Mie n the seniors generous with their tennis skills before. Not playing means not practicing, means i might have forgot the techniques they have spent time teaching me before. Means it's gonna be quite long while for me to get better at the game, and might put everyones' previous effort to waste. Although it's the real deal, me having japanese classes in the evening, and when we're supposedly free of the class, something else equally important came up, i still feel embarassed explaining it to Sahrul last nite, coz i think i look like giving endless excuses for not turning up to practice. My fault maybe, not organizing well of my time. Apelah~

*There's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always going to be an uphill battle,
Sometimes I'm gonna to have to lose,

I miss the debate club too. The late-nite discussions, mind-probing tongue-lashing sessions, debate matches with other uni.. I was supposed to be in a match in Dungun on 25th June, but i've mistaken the date with 25th of July (as on the actual date we're still in our sem-break so i thought..), i was cancelled, or more to 'cancelled myself' from the debating team for the match. Bodo betul. Salah tarikh pulak, dah terlepas.
When they (debate team) were having meeting pulak, i wasn't informed coz i accidentally left my hp at home. Bodo jugak sikit coz asyik lupa barang2 sendiri. Ggaaaa~!!

*I may not know it
But these are the moments that
I'm going to remember most yeah
Just got to keep going
And I,
I got to be strong.

And now it seems like things arent exactly in their place yet.
My mind is sometimes blank, sometimes like this: ->

I sometimes don't know what am i thinking about at times. Airheaded. In the pbl, i explained the mestrual cycle graphs like crap. Tu lah ingat dah hafal, tp tertido pula semasa revision. 14th day=menstruation. What the~ lah.. Budak yang belum SPM pun tau kot..

*The struggles I'm facing,
The chances I'm taking
Sometimes they knock me down but
No I'm not breaking

...&*^&&%%*...
.......(T.T).........

Hey hey wake up! Asyek merungut aje. Miserable people make other people miserable tawu!! All's gonna be for the better! When are you gonna learn that haa?
Don't worry Iliana, you'll be fine. Keep moving forward.

So sing it,
LOUD!!!!

MILEY CYRUS - the CLIMB.
I can almost see it
That dream I'm dreaming but
There's a voice inside my head sayin,
You'll never reach it

Every step I'm taking,
Every move I make feels
Lost with no direction
My faith is shaking but I
Got to keep trying
Got to keep my head held high

There's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always going to be an uphill battle,
Sometimes I'm gonna to have to lose,

Ain't about how fast I get there,
Ain't about what's waiting on the other side
It's the climb

The struggles I'm facing,
The chances I'm taking
Sometimes they knock me down but
No I'm not breaking

I may not know it
But these are the moments that
I'm going to remember most yeah
Just got to keep going
And I,
I got to be strong.

You are soooo not the worst case, budak.

.Diamonds in a Cloudy Sky.

2009-08-12T13:47:00.000+08:00

Good day. :)

It's 5.21am, and i'm still surfing. Huhu it seems like that's all i have to do this week (since i havent come to sense of the importance to GET DOWN WITH ZA BOOKZ!! yet)

I was thinking of posting on how my day was, but as it can be cleared in one sentence -online, breakfast, needlework-attempts, lunch, dinner, online- (there) , i suppose i might as well share about something else today.

So i wonder,

What else happen on my 21st anniversary? (yeah, still the issue. but hey, aha aha, MY blog. :P)

Since Didi Aiman is so fond of astronomy, i adopted the idea to search in that field. And i found out this:

Diamonds in a Cloudy Sky on 08/08/2009

Cloudy skies over Wuhan, China hid the delicate solar corona during July's total eclipse of the Sun. Still, the Moon's silhouette was highlighted by these glistening diamonds as the total eclipse phase ended. Caused by bright sunlight streaming through dips and valleys in the irregular terrain along the Moon's edge, the effect is known as Baily's Beads, named after Francis Baily who called attention to the phenomenon in 1836. The dramatic appearance of the beads at the beginning or end of a total solar eclipse is also known as the Diamond Ring effect. In this remarkable image, a small, pinkish solar prominence can also be seen along the edge, below the diamonds.

This is from the APoD
Here they have everyday picture of astronomy going-ons! From The Milky Way, to the Space Station on Moon, inside the Nebula, even the Martian Sunset! They're amazing. This one's definitely going into my IE 'favourite' folder.

.marimari.

2009-08-10T11:28:00.000+08:00

Halloo there!
My 2nd post in August. :P

August, the month of lotsa-going-ons. There're majority of peeps buffdays (not-featured in royal ramble coz too many. huhu), convo break, school holidays, independence day and whatnot days, 8th of August being the most (or most not) special - which is the day i became 21!

Haha nothing special, no celebration, i just rest for the whole day since that's the quality time to laze around in the house after its completion (my house's been under renovation for almost 2 years (seems like decades).

At home? Yeah.., i suppose that's not a weird thing anymore for a uni student nowadays, considering the current situation. Yes, the H1N1 flu (pronounced as selsema 'hini' by the Wans family) outbreak.

USM Health Campus had the first positive confirmation on the 6th, thus stopped the students' activity for the week. Our CFCS activities were also cancelled, causing me the (not really) ultimate emotional and mental agression, considering all the group member's hardwork and difficult situation undergone for that particular programme. Last2 tak jadi pulaaaaa..sob2. However, for the sake of the community's well-being, and we don't want to jeopardize any lives including our own, so have to back out jugak lah.

So here i am, enjoying my 3 weeks (1 week for H1N1 + 2 weeks convo break) holidaaaay!

So..lazying around the house, what did i do?
Hehe..apparently, 8th of August isn't only the birthdate of me~ but also chosen to be the birthdate of Cinderella Collection, my mom's first online boutique! Hehe so the laze-around session were actually filled with the boutique construction work. Saket tangan suda..snapping photos and uploading them with the kura-kura like so-called broadband into the online shop. But eventually the boutique came out fine (tersenyum).

Our home-based boutique actually have a wide variety for both gender, yet for starters, we emphasize only female clothings in the online shop. So, ladies, welcome to

mari mari! ;)

.cheap things in free time.

2009-08-06T10:38:00.000+08:00

Cheap things I do in my free hours. They’re very costly though, for my future profession well-being.

1. I sleep. A lot.
2. I drink coffee, and stare out the window. Airheaded.
3. I scribble/write/doodle nonsenses.
4. I clean my room, rearrange my stuffs repeatedly in one session. Organidler (organizing, yet idling).
5. I go to a mall, tailor in bookstores, browse through books. (this one not really cheap, I have to pay for tren, topup car’s gas -if it's KB mall- and sometimes end up buying good titles)
6. I say a word out loud, and try to think of the early days of its invention.
7. I read blogs.
8. I google lovely photos/graphics and save them in lappy.
9. I look for random international addresses and send a Hi! postcard, without my address on. (haven’t done this for a long time. last was in matriculation college)
10. I shop for windows, online.
11. I go for a walk.
12. I look around in bazaar, trying to decide my emotion towards beggars and the alternatives they could/should be.
13. I stare at my notes/textbooks.
14. I print something out.

Btw, I don’t count reading newspaper as cheap things to do in free time.

What do you do in your free time?

.picnik.

2009-07-29T12:38:00.000+08:00

Hye there!

If you notice, this is posted just a few hours after the 'ladies therapy'. As i collaged photos for the feature, and haven't felt sleepy yet, i thought i might as well do some more collages for the few photos i have in my computer and post them. hehe..

These are among the ones i took when my bffs and i were scouting Raub. Or more to, 'scooting' Raub, finding new clothings kiosks that are now like 'mushrooms after the rain' in town. I was riding with Minn on her white scooter.

Here are some of which i've taken with Farah when we went for the highschool orchestra performances at Putrajaya Convention Centre, and the ones we took the day after, around Putrajaya.

And here is me, as the 'victim' (yet eagerly posing) of Farah's newly-developed passion for photography with the new SLR. ;p

I don't know why are all the pose for the last collage facing to the right. ;p haha.

By the way, this is not an attempt for a fash blog. My fash is not that great. I put anything on. :p I just felt like posting photos, that's all. :)

.ladies therapy.

2009-07-29T11:23:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum and good day, all. :)

I've just came back from CFCS (Community and Family Case Studies) meeting 2 hours ago. After some meaningless wondering in the smallish room, i decided to write something in here, as i can't sleep anyway (the aftermath of Nescafe Breakfast).

As i online, there was a note from a friend of mine, Asyikin, or better known to us as Syukay. She has now, an online shop blog!!

As the owner claimed, the Ladies Therapy is purposely created to share one common thing that all gals are crazy about - shopping lah!

She sells variety of things, from clothings, sandals, to original designer bags, at more affordable price! If you crave for the luxurious Coach, but held down by a tight budget, then here's the place for you! There're also beautiful chiffon shawls i know you'd just love to have.

[caption id="attachment_142" align="aligncenter" width="480" caption="these and more @ ladies therapy!!"][/caption]

So girls, are you ready?

Get set, GO!

.private.

2009-07-18T17:14:00.000+08:00

I reviewed my 1^st blog today. I contemplated on the actual initial impetus of me starting a blog (no, the tennis match was just the starter, not the real initial drive).

And I remembered.

Years ago, when I was still writing in, (a diary), I’ve always thought, how nice if somebody can give feedbacks on how my life’s going on, advices, maybe, without actually having me to bable ‘em off directly to them first, which may cause them to feel responsible of saying nice things, (which is what good peeps always do, thank u dears). After a while, since I was first introduced to journal writing by my English tutor, Sir Hashim in form 2, writing in without anything to happen but the stories of my life be in pages, had seemed rather boring to me. I wanted feedbacks, as I thought they might help me to improve.

I was thinking, how nice if, there are people from somewhere far (might not just mean geographically), who’s leading a different kind of life, in a different kind of environment, to give comments on my ‘diary’. Opinions, from people who are total strangers to me, who don’t know me at all, so that their comments on me, would be purely by the events that happen, not by the me that they know. And also, as cowardice as it may sound, I think writing anonymously is better for me to express, nor to impress.

Then I found out about blog. After reading a few overseas bloggers’ pages, it occurred to me that this is it! An online diary! But I was still reluctant. The stories that I have read seemed so purposeful, such like, they ought to be told, as they may inspire others or give effect on others’ life. And I was thinking, I don’t deserve to write in here. There’s nothing to be gained by my story.

Then I read a local writer’s blog. As I read her entries, I thought that, I can relate to her narrations, and yet they seemed purposeful, and no nonsense babblings. So I think, maybe I can just write whatever in here, for it may seemed purposeful for others, if not to myself. So I wrote. After a while, as peeps around me discovered the blog, i began rambling about things that I think I don’t even want to pour in a diary of mine. Or so to say, I don’t express anymore, coz it seems rather ‘unprivate’.

I admit that in my ‘free’ time I wrote my random ramblings, and reading them, I considered that some are just not to put in blogs –which I think as an online diary before – so they went either discarded or saved in the lappy. So my blog now kind of beats its purpose, kan? Oh well.

Happy Buffday Ira!

2009-06-12T11:18:00.000+08:00

12th June 1988 was the day my twin, Ira, was born. That's 57 days before I was born. :P

Wish you only the best of life these 365 days to come, miamor!

Now at the age of twenty-one,
Life has truly just begun.
Hope and wish, your dreams come true,
Along the way, a gorgeous view.

eppy buffday! (^-^)

.look me in the eye.

2009-06-12T08:51:00.000+08:00

I was blog hopping my fellas' blogs when i stumbled upon a sweet hadith in a friend-of-a-friend's page, ms. aimi. It quotes:

"Sesungguhnya apabila suami menatap isterinya dan isterinya membalas pandang dengan cinta kasih, maka Allah menatap mereka dengan pandangan kasih sayang dan jika suami membelai tangan isterinya, maka dosa mereka jatuh berguguran di sela-sela jari mereka."

-Diriwayatkan oleh Maisarah dari Said Al-Khudri

Seems that there's more to love than mere affection of two hearts, eyh?

Psst: I hope I can have this printed on my wedding cards (^-^).

.keep on cookin.

2009-06-08T09:36:00.000+08:00

Yeap. Literally.

"There is nothing that you succeed in that you didn't work on everyday."

-Will Smith.

So, keep on cooking Iliana! Till you get the asam pedas right. ;P

.screwed gum.

2009-06-07T07:57:00.000+08:00

As i reviewed my previous posts, i realized i havent elaborated about certain things i promised. Like..the screw in my gum. Haha that still sounds gross. ;P

Hehe like ms.Zahirah Ardy had guessed, it IS the implant! ding ding ding!! *jackpot!* :D

Fo peeps who's been reading, u guys knew the case. And the sequel to it, on 31st May, i went to the USM dental specialist, into the surgery room 1, and did the procedure. Just that. Hehe..nothing special. Nothing exciting. Gum screwed. I didnt feel a thing of course, as i was anesthesized. Yet i perspired my temples. Well who wouldnt? When you can hear the dentist telling the nurses over your head..for things like.."knives." "stitches." and "blood." It was psychologically disturbing, and i kinda felt bit of the 'pain'. haiyos.. glad it's (not all) over now.

I still have to go for checkups, coz the implant may develop complication, or fail. Only 6 weeks later will i be able to have the crown on.

Pray fo me ya! :) Minna arigato~!!

.spring.

2009-06-07T07:19:00.000+08:00

In my heart. :)

Carnations, dandelions, tulips and roses.

Blooming blithesomely in the garden of my heart.

Oh there’s also cherry blossoms,

Effloresce in its part.

I just love how they blow in the wind

As they bespeak the joy that I am feeling.

…

I am home.

I am a daughter.

I am a sister. The eldest sister.

I am a girl.

I am a pixie.

We have our laughs.

Our pixiesh pranks.

I donned the summer dress.

Despite the spring.

It felt like winter. Vaguely winter.

My ivory jacket on.

We went up the hill.

We twirled on the swings.

We rode the cyclone, our breathings hurricaned. (even its fo kids, foheavenssake)

We superman-ed the machine, it typhooned.

We hiked up high, and dropped in a jiffy.

Our beats almost stopped. (in my case it did)

I screamed my tears out. (I thought I wasn’t a crybaby till then)

We burnt our red notes.

We got the tokens.

We threw the balls.

We got only the mini dolls.

Ahh..the red notes.. (T.T)

Massive burgers. (just in the menu picta they were big)

Fried ice cream.

Corn in cup.

Hot dogs.

Lollipops. Smiles.

We looked around.

We snapped.

We posed.

We snapped.

We smile.

We snapped.

We laugh.

We snapped.

I see them laugh.

I snapped.

Ahh..my family. :)

…

Hot chocolate, mocha.

Confused.

Big Apple, Dunkin Donuts.

Confused.

Sunflower, carnations.

Confused.

The bumper car, the go kart.

Confused.

Spring in London, summer in France.

Confused.

Lavender, lilac.

Confused.

White, Ivory.

Confused.

See with my ears, listen with my eyes.

Confused.

Take a break, go beyond.

Confused.

Morning person, all-nighter.

Confused.

Take it all in, let it all out.

Confused.

He loves me, he loves me not.

Confused...not. ;)

Never to run again.

Not another lap. ;p

I am..enamored.

…

Melati, mawar, kenanga, orkid…

Mekar kalian sampai kapan pun ya.

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.going home.

2009-06-01T01:27:00.000+08:00

Asslamualaikum & good day!

*it may not be a good day to you, but greet anyway.* :)

Things didn't work out quite well. Some things aren't done yet. *sigh*

Dr. Rohana haven't replied my e mail. And she's not in office. So the elective stuffs still not done yet. And i am going back today. To Mc's house. Coz my bus to Raub is 9am tomorrow morning in Pasir Mas, so things in Kota Bharu must be settled before Mc's. No time to come back again tomorrow.

.....

Oh well, my mistake for not figuring things out properly i suppose. Should've been prepared for the worse.

I have just done packing. Kind of, coz some stuffs can just be shoved into the backseat of the car (eheheh). I told Yana and Ain i'll going back by 6 o'clock, so in this hour, they shall help me with the boxes. But look at what i'm doing. Huhu..malasnya nak gerak. Just felt like typing.

.....

OK OK wan iliana is going to reaaaallly pack NOW.

Tuluu!

And oh: I have screw in my gum. Haha okay that sounds gross. I'll explain later in the next entry! ;P

.the afternoon after.

2009-05-30T22:40:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum & good day!

It is. Really.

Was raining non-stop this morning. So even now at 1409, it's still feel like the 0700 morning breeze. I like this kind of weather, on this kind of day. With little responsibilty, faaaaaaaaarr from exam.. far from any formal duty (well, kind of. i still have some secretarial work for the elective programme). Hmm, actually on ANY day, i'd love to have this kind of weather - the sun is shy instead of scorching hot and the wet grass' glorious green are not bedimmed by the dark cloud. You have the best of both damp and sunny. But rather unfavoured by the doby people i suppose. :P

It's the 3rd day of my exam-free days.

I'm still here at USM hostel though. Got a few tasks needed to be settled so i can go back home without paperworks chivying me.

Mama is here in Kelantan. She came back to our hometown for Maksu's kenduri. Majlis Menyambut Menantu (The 'daughter-in-law welcoming party'). I met mama at the ceremony. She asked when will i go back to Mc's house (grandma's). I said 31st, like i told her before. Because i still have a few things undone and will stay until my dental and medical checkup which will be tomorrow morning. She then reacted in an unwilling way. Adoi.. 'Ma, along oyak doh kae, 31..mama beli tiket ko along 1st june kae..?'

"Hmm..ok lah kalu lagu tu. Takpo lah" with a heavy face. (haha am i using the right lingo there? i dunno.)

Adoi.

"Along kelik 31 deh. Mama jange ngaju deh (jgn merajuk ya)."

It's not much actually. My work can be done in a day. But if i get straight home, it will hardly to be done in a week. So i choose to stay, THEN only get back and be merry. Hehehe..

Plus, i want to feel the lazybum-ness at the hostel. Without deadlines and notes pesting, can do your work in your own time at convenience and can relax all day. You even have the delivery for masakan panas. Pergh. Best.

And when i'm not typing formal letters and email-ing the personas related to them, i go blog-hopping. a thing i sure love to do. (^^,)

This time i'm hooked with cupcakes blogs and websites. They are super-cute!! Call me late, but i am going to make lotsa cuuuuutttee cupcakes in this holiday. I'm not a kitchen person, but for this, i'll try hard coz i reaaaally want them be the delicious dolce! As sweet as they look!

i want! i want!(^^,)

pretty please.

with sugar & cherry on top?

pacman. perfect. credit goes here.

awwhh.. (^^)v

You know you want one.

Chumil kan? kan? kan? Wee~ can't wait.

So..sugar, butter, egg, flour, vanilla, bla bla bla.. = cute cupcakes! Anybody to give a hand? Jom2! ;)

.drop dead.

2009-05-26T21:43:00.000+08:00

Yes. I had been.

In the exam hall. This morning. When the 1st Q was "count osmolality". And when there were those "what is the diagnosis"(s). And when the subQ were "give drug". In between those lines of statements and Qs, i was officially an '**s family' - the dumbass.

I'm sorry i can foresee my result. *dushdush diri sendiri*

.apa khabar agaknya.

2009-05-26T02:48:00.000+08:00

Apa khabar agaknya di sini. Ows..lupa..sudah lama x update..jadi tak ada apa-apa.. ;P

Sorry..bangat..

It's not that i dont want to update, (if you've the update of my blog you might notice, there was one titled 'a nobody' that i posted, like, 2 weeks ago. However then i rethink and decided it's too personal and too deep into the cerebra of mine, thus the deletion from page) it's just that there wasnt much going on, and i was in pre-depression (self-diagnosed, so more like mengada-ngada punya paranoia of not doing well in everything), i figured if i post, they'll be like, just pure whinings and babblings and complains for every entries. (it was said that complains, babbles and such may reduce our productivity by 30%) haha

So i thought maybe i could just save u guys from the boring babbles of mine in your exam month, and save myself from being the outbreaker of the negative aura~ hehe.

To make it up, i'll TRY to be more of a constant blogger AFTER the selanjar 2 (like the final for 2nd year) exam. To dearies who's not in my kuliah, my course has just have our 1st paper today, (i) the OSCE (on spot clinical examination) which i can say...... nothing about. ;P There will be 3 more papers, (ii) the SEQ (short essay Q) (iii) the OSCE clinical (for physical examination) and the (iv) the MCQ (you know what). And all will end on 28th of May. Oh cepat-cepat lah..

And so..what had been in the prev 2 months? Nada.. Well, there were a few things, but i'm not that keen on recalling and telling, for the time being. Hehehehe.. I'll just share more AFTER exam yah? Thanks for reading fellas!

C ya soon! :)

Btw: he called a little more often now. I am a happy bunny. v(^^)v

.crown-me-royal.

2009-03-25T21:36:00.000+08:00

Assalamualaikum and good day!

I'm gonna be crowned!!

But not of any Tiara.

Hehe..actually, being 20, i have had ONE tooth extracted. My right premolar. As someone who sometimes (some fellas say ALL the time) smiles a little bit too wide, it's hard for people not to notice.

I know, it's a sad sad loss.. And i had tried to look for dental seniors who were willing to make a bridge for the lost tooth, so that my other adjacent teeth won't be out of place to fill in the gap. I tried my luck with the seniors because i heard that if i go straight to the clinic, i may have to be in the waiting list. And if at government hospitals, 'the waiting list' means..'the forever waiting' list. But then i guess the seniors all have much more interesting cases to deal with. None that i approached are interested. *sigh*(u.u)'

Today, i went to the dental clinic to participate in a dental research done by a postgraduate dentist, but i didn't make it as participant, because the reasearcher is only looking for perfect set of teeth - and mine, (duh~) is reduced. sob sob.. However, Dr. Ali (the postgraduate dentist) saw my missing tooth and suggest me to another dentist in the clinic for bridge. So i registered at the main counter, and waited.

After about 1 hour, i have my teeth checked by Dr. Syed. When he identified the problems and my concern, he asked, "is your father rich?" and i went "huh? err..well..he's just a government servant".

"well if your mom is rich, then i strongly suggest you to go for implant"

"how much?"

"RM3000"

"hmm.."

"it's better, and best."

"hmm.."

"if you want to do bridge, i have to cut the immediate adjacent teeth to put the bridge on. they are still nice teeth. why would you want them cut?"

"well.."

"well no problem, you can consult your parent first. if the tooth is extracted in less than a year, (it is) maybe the price can be less to RM2700"

"ok i'll try to talk to my parents first"

"okay, good. now let's do something about the left caries." he looked at the Xray of the particular tooth, and explained,"the caries is at the enamel only. the root are still perfectly intact, so can do only crown."

"how much is it?". Biggest concern.

"hree", he spoke through the mouth mask.

"three thousand too?"

"hree"

"three hundred?"

remove the mask, "FREE".

"owh..hehe..ok." but then i remember the 'waiting list'.

he asked about the extraction, and i told him, it was due to my childhood caries spread to the root.

"then we have to do this crown urgent, because it may go to the root too."

"okay". grinn. "any other problem with my other teeth dr?"

"no problem. all others are perfectly fine. let's do the impression for the crown"

YAY! hehe..i know it's not because of the lost tooth history that this was made urgent, because, there's 'advantage' being a HUSM student. Ngee~~

So tomorrow, i have an appointment at 9.30am for crowning! Yay! ONE tooth saved. Hehe..tu je nak cerita. As for the implant, hmm.. I'll consult baba & mama. Wish me luck! :)

P/s: take good care of your teeth. otherwise they gonna cost ya! ;P

.cinta sempurna.

2009-03-25T15:54:00.000+08:00

Cinta Sempurna by Yuna.

Aku manusia lemah

Selalu terjatuh

Berbeda aku darimu

Kau berdiri teguh.

Aku serba tiada

Aku kekurangan

Dan bila kau tiba

Aku hilang dari kewujudan.

Bukan aku tak pernah

Mengerti dirimu

Ku sanjung setiap kata cinta

Kau berikan aku.

Hilangkan rasa itu

Akhirkan semua

Dan bila kau sedar

Aku hilang dari kewujudan.

Sempurnanya sifatmu

Tulusnya hatimu

Jujurnya niatmu

Tingginya kesabaranmu.

Lepaskanlah diriku

Kerna aku tak mampu

Menanggung sebuah cinta sempurna

Darimu… darimu.

Was taking a break from studying (ehem2. see I made me sound so hardworking there? Haha I wish baba’s reading this. lol) when this song knocked wave on my tympanic membrane. So I payed more attention to the lyrics rather than the previous ones aired during study time, when I wasn’t singing along.

At first I hear it, I thought it has religious soul and meaning or something,

“Aku serba tiada

Aku kekurangan

Dan bila kau tiba

Aku hilang dari kewujudan.

Sempurnanya sifatmu

Tulusnya hatimu

Jujurnya niatmu

Tingginya kesabaranmu.”

Kan, kan? I mean, who’s perfect?

But then, there’s this

“Lepaskanlah diriku

Kerna aku tak mampu

Menanggung sebuah cinta sempurna

Darimu… darimu.”

Who wants to be AWAY from His love?

So I figured, it’s a ‘humane’ love song. Hehe..

I bet it’s the nature of every couple. You know, to feel that their partner is perfect. Nobody else is. The one. Thus love flows unconditionally (you think).

But there’s sayings that pointed out, ‘do not hate too much for you might love then, and do not love too deep for you may eventually hate’. Ever heard of that before? I think it was hadith or something, but I don’t dare to say so without further research, I might be blamed for putting up false hadith. Yikes!

Listening to the song, I think someone may have loved a little bit too deep, (i know, some of you might be thinking, "love too deep"? is that even possible?) that he may have ‘intimidated’ the partner who is still insecure about herself. Not everyone is at the same level of everything. Even in loving. It’s not “love me back”. It’s “let me love”, and you allow one to reciprocate at his/her own pace. And if you love, you have faith. In one, for he/she may too, and in God, for you know there’s the best for you even it’s not him/her.

Just now, “it’s nature for lovebirds to feel that their partner is perfect.” So what happens when one feels insecure about his/herself?

It’s not doubt about ‘the one’, it’s just that, one may not love ultimately when he/she is yet to love him/herself. When someone thinks like that, you know one started to feel the ‘receiving’ is too much than the ‘giving’. And one would rethink about him/herself. And when you are in a diverged point of life, you know that there’s one path, usually less traveled by, to turn to. I’m not trying to be a goody-two-shoes, saying that only God knows best. But hey, we all know He is.

Well that’s my opininon. From my little much knowings.

You are insecure Because

Your belief is not sustained

By the inner faith.

You are insecure

Because

Your faith is not sustained

By the unconditional surrender.

You are insecure

Because

Your surrender has not

Breathed the life of oneness supreme.

Excerpt from “Dance of Life Part 4” by Sri Chinmoy

.melancholic.

2009-03-25T04:14:00.000+08:00

This week we are in a new block, Hematology or ‘blood 101’. For those whose currently not in medical sciences, blocks are sorta ‘chapter’ which are divided by body systems (e.g. cardiovascular system, respiratory system) or certain medical fields (e.g. environmental health, family health). But I haven’t finished revising my last block yet, which was Musculoskeletal or ‘muscles and bones 101’. In fact, there are still Genitourinary (genitals and kidney related) block notes untouched (aaaaaaaarrrghhh!!!!)

Anyway,

I was revising the orthopedics tumor notes, when I came to the Osteosarcoma, cancer of bone. The most common one among a few more malignancies of bones. Reading about it reminded me of my late grand uncle, Tok Ayah. He passed away not so a year ago due to this disease. It was a rather tragic event. Not the dying, but the lost.

You see, my baba’s father died when he was in standard two. Leaving behind a widow (my beloved phlegmatic Che’) and 7 children, baba being the 4th. Tok wan (my real grandfather) has many sibilings, but only him and Tok Ayah came from the same biological parents. Baba said Tok Ayah has his elder brother's face. Not only that, they both also share the similar great minds. They were both teachers, Tok Wan was former Principal.

To baba, Tok Ayah was a father.

During hari raya, whenever we visit houses, since little, I would always stick to my mama who will (like the usual) chat *or gossips* with the makciks, and my other male sibilings will be with baba while he’s entertained by the male host. But when we visit Tok Ayah’s house, I’ve always find it interesting to sit near him and baba while they chat. Primarily because they gossip less (duh~) and talk only about the things that matters. Whenever he opened his mouth, I hear and see only wisdom and knowledge, inspiration. He is what he read. He talked perfect English. (He spoke Kelantanese with us though). With him around, I listened about education, development, world happenings, previous and current leaders, in a very factual, unpoliticised way. And somehow I believed he was aware that there was a girl really listening to what he was saying, for I noticed, he only talked a bit about politics when (he thinks) I wasn’t listening. He knew politics are too much conflicts rather than knowledge for a child to listen to. When I grew up a little, he started to consider my opinion in matters as well. Although only a bit, sometimes when he asked me about certain things, I feel important. And wise, too. ;P

I never knew, that he got any disease.

One weekend, in my second semester, baba picked me up at hostel. He said we will stop by at Tok Ayah’s place. I was so happy because we seldom visit him if not on Hari Raya. Then comes “Lamo doh tok gi umoh Tok Ayoh, baba pung bz. Sian ko Tok Ayoh, sakit kuat.” And I was, “Huh??”. Silence. Straight face. We arrived at Tok Ayah’s place, I stepped into the house, not finding him clapping a book close with his thick glasses nor smiling at me. In another part of the house, I saw him lying on a mattress, eyes half closed. Baba shook hands with him. I kissed Tok Mek (his wife) and sit still beside her. Too shocked to speak. Tok Mek told him that we were here. He tried to get up with baba’s help. He gasped for air, tried to speak. Baba and Uncle Din, his son, forbid him to. Uncle Din explained that the Ca went to his ribs, and metastasized to his lung. He knows I’m in medical sciences, and showed the MRI and X Rays films. Tok Ayah called for him and asked for a few things. Seemed like he could breathe better by then. Baba tried to make a light conversation, to fill in the silence, but he seemed in delirium, can’t really make out what he was going to say next. Then baba said “Takpolah, tok payoh kecek lah Ayoh, rehatlah”. I could see the despair in baba’s face. Though he exhibited a straight one. I could see he was hurt. Anticipating a lost that could never be replaced. He lost a father once, he was going to go through it all over again. No one to talk of pure wisdom with, no one to turn for the good old days to. I could feel it right then, and it seemed I inherited the stone-face too. So I resumed talking to Tok Mek about the symptoms, what, when, how…yadayadayada…till baba ask permission to head back. Baba shook his hand and kissed him. For the last time.

I didn’t get the chance to attend his funeral, because of classes.

How I wish I had spend more time with him. How I wish I had ask him more of the world. How I wish I had talk more to him, tell him about all the things that matters in my life, so that, maybe, he can advise me how can I lead my life to be as deep and thoughtful, as serious and purposeful, as philosophical and poetic, as sensitive to environment, as detail-contious, as conscientious and idealistic as him.

But I am grateful though, to have observed and listened, thus learnt a great deal while he was alive.

This is just merely a memory. Nothing much to take from. But if there’s something, please, be accessible to your family like, ALL the time. Never forget them in your prayers, don’t make study (or boy/girlfriend) as an excuse to neglect. You never know when might you lose one. The memories, their words for you, and their prayers are the things that gonna help you go through and get better in life, when they’re gone. Well that’s my opinion.

And yeah, please please please, keep yourself, AND your family healthy. Suspect any disease, GO FOR EARLY CHECK UP. :)

.cutie.

2009-03-17T01:29:00.000+08:00

1) Copy badge "2009 Cute's Blogger Award" at my blog .

2) Link/narrate about the fella that give the award to you.

3) All tagged blogger must state 10 facts/hobby of himself before picking the next award receiver (tagging).

4) You have to choose 5 fellas to give the award to and post their name in your blog.
5) Don't forget to visit your fellas' blogs and tell 'em they are tagged!

So..here goes the tasks:

1.

2. I've been tagged by a cookie! Haha the cookie is actually azie, a blogger of crumbsOFme that i can say i'm quite a constant reader of. I don't really know this babe, but i feel almost always that i can relate to her thoughts put forward on cyber space. Can't really describe about her for i might mislead you on different character of azie, thus it's better for you to browse through her written thoughts: http://azienazri.blogspot.com/

3. Now for the 10 facts of me:

I'm called Wan.

I secretly prefer people to call me Iliana, but since there are too many fellas with '-yana', Wan seems a better and simpler choice.

I'm actually a Kelantanese. (haha don't know why i put 'actually' there)

I'm petite, thus think i deserve this cutie award. LOL

I'm an Amway distributor. =)

I used to have an imaginary friend whose name interchangeably between 'Shah' and 'Ken'. Now he seldom visits.

I'm going to Japan in 2010. Yay!

I'm listening to Yuna's After Midnight and in looooVve with the song. Plus vocal.

I used to always think it's boring to narrate about myself, hesitating me to put up a blog.

I'm married.

4. Next cutiees in line:

Teacher Farah

Dr. Hazwan

Dr. Ain Sabrina

Ir. Ana Chronistics

Ir. Lijoe