haha

sooo boringgg..

tulang ayam KFC, doctor dean, and our plethoric face

today we had chc, comprehensive health care module, visit 1 at hukm. teams consist of 6 person, each appoint to a particular and and also ppp(pusat perubatan primer hukm) a.k.a, the outpatient clinic.

my group we're not scheduled to see the patient, cause she's busy, albeit she's still interested with us, so we get an appoinment somewhere this saturday.

since nothing else to do by the, nad, we was an excellent driver that day, careened the car past through the hukm traffic light to the football stadium, where there's a kfc restaurant on the south .

we had lunch , and everything was fine, until doctor dean came in. while my sweet friend, named ilani, whose just having her plate emptied , with only 2 tulang ayam left( that was completely tulang, not with the skin)

"hai, dah habis makn, tinggal tulang je" that what was being said by doctor dean when he approaches ilani, then turning his face to me who was sitting opposite ilani, repeating the same sentence.

wa were flushed, embarrased and laughed througout the whole journey back. we never though doctor dean knew us, providing we're the 2nd year, hardly meeting him, and he is a very2 big, influential man in this country.

conclusion was made.
1. even big people eat kfc
2. don'tleft the tulang on your kfc plate, get rid of it fast.
3. and lastly, don't try to flirt with doctor dean, cause he has a laser indicader,propelling himself back for words..

hey

im sick and i need help.

The love of the game

i spent this weekend, watching the BWF french open super series which just ended two hours ago where my father and i witness the comeback of lee chong wei, malaysia's fav badminton player , winning the title with superb performance , winning all the matches all the way to final with straight sets.

well, i don't give much hope on him, just expecting the usual lackadaisical match between boa chun lai,. He proved im wrong, albeith tons of bandages on his knees and calf,he won straight set , that i burst into tears. This the the only cure for malaysians despite the stupid lost of koo and tan to the japanese pair, the 10th seeded, i supposed.

the most enjoyable part is lee's winning poits consist of cross courts smashes, net play, and a tremendous acute backstroke together with the mixture of jumping smashes and speed, wich makes me feel that he is fitter that lin dan.

i believe that badminton fans around the globe will be writing something on their blogs today about this event, and im most definitely sure that this is a new begining of the most prestigues badminton domination by chong wei himself.

HUuuhhh,finally

OSPE exams ended yesterday, im in home now,yipeeeee, almost tucking myself into my bed when a whispering blow and an immensed feeling of blogging tonight, came an lingered myself to my laptop, dialling the network connection. Haa,.. finally, im updating my blog(which has no reader i supposed, except for myself)

well, really, i don't mind not having any readers or any posted comments, this blog here was just a part of my intention to keep on recapitulating things going on in life, on certain things that needed its own srutinization till the end. Things that i can later read back when i became a highly demanded specialist in any field of medicine, recoiling all baby steps that i have had to become a doctor and most of all, a person.

finals were the most horrifying moments in my life history, an intense disfigurement, stress with admixed stressors, perhaps, a feeling to have the greatest anticipation in it, averting from being screwed up. my english has never been polished up, it's just all the medical jargons came stremming down it's way to the both hemisphere.i had a very confident feeling on CVS and Respiratoty module, in that, most questions were answered with no, or very least hesitations. Blood and lymp, was kinda a cracker. 2 hours for 30 mcq, 30 emi and 4 essays was a bit too much, that i answered wrongly on the last essay, after not analysing the question thoroughlyh. Urinary module was kinda simple, very little ques on the pathology side which i loved mostly.some questions are confusing, i dunno which one should i answered.

OSPE , practically it's quite easy, questions are simple, but cause it was carried out for 4 minutes for one station, it was again, tensed....that i feel like my papillary musle was ruptured. i accidently answered it incorrectly, which later when i recoil, it was never suppose to happen, i should have a better control on my body autonomy.

i worked hard enouh, strived at the greatest limit, but the zenith and nadir of it, is determine by Allah. Let Allah do the part, im going to do on praying, and He'll give me the best of what i've deserved. InsyaAllah.

Today is hari raye. my 19th.....

First day of hari raye, full of anticipation, the best is pockets are full with duit raye. My sisters are wonderfull. Well, i started the day with solat hari raye, when the khutbah came, i realized that those sentences are similar to last's year. Perhaps Islam hasn't change yet.

We went off to my uncle's house, the first house of the first day, enjoing the excuisite and supercalofagilois(i dunno how to spell this) mokde's nasi lemak and together with the roti jala, which I had half cause i was terribly full after the nasi lemak. The sad thing was pokde was very2 sad, cause hafiz( my cousin) wasn't around, He was telling stories about his ever-missed son, yet his eyes were brimming of tears. As the eyes started to drooped, and it flows down the cheeks, i realized that it was an extreme missed of his aforementioned son.

well, my mother has just forcely wore me the necklace, wh i really hate , i don't think i have the mood to continue writing.

Then i spent the whole day reading the books. it's study week now.

Yipeee, going home.

Today i'm going home with my sister, who plan to set off from Tanjung Karang at 8 am, and probably arrived here around 11am. Then , we're going to chow kit, cause I need to buy some brooches for hari raye and not to forget, a blue tudung and a black handbag. Raye is going to be on Saturday, i supposed cause they're going to see the anak bulan by today.

Well, i wasn't expecting anything nice on this Hari Raye, cause I was so busy lately preparing for my final which going to start next week. i dunno how to spent the rest of the days at home, cause i really need to study at any circumstances, regardless how fun hari raye is.

so ive just finished sahur and i'll be fasting today after 8 days of puasa breal. i'll be fine today and hope the rest of the week will be as perfect as possible.

A lovely touch goes a way beyond.

Yesterday, i went to Rumah Titian Kasih, it's a shelter that caters for the single mothers and children. Located few blocks away from our college(it is opposite to Istana Budaya). The nice sweet thing that happened to us is that we were invited to come for a function somewhere near Masjid India that celebrates and also on the same time donate hari raya gift to the orphans and single mothers.

The crux of the story is that we were not told that we have to represent them to this event. The fact is that we're planning to have our own event at their place, Rumah Titian Kasih, but they themselves has 3 other functions to attend that they don't have enough people to sent. So they sent us, and we were to be told to say that we're from Titian Kasih and not from UKM.

The worst thing that could have ever happened to us , taken it's place that night where we have to go to the stage, taking the donations from the YB( i mean every single of us). Among all those short kids was a bunch of tall kids that happened to be from UKM, slowly and shyly manouvered to the stage. I was laughing all the way round especially when the camera focused to us , and the audiences(those with big mouths trying to scrutinize the matter a bit) asking why were so tall and old and some other stuffs that doesn't even looked like a secondary school student( i meant that Aina, one of us is so tall, yet very incongrously act like a small kid, which unfortunately, did not worked out well)

We had a very nice bukak puasa meal, but after finished eating , a few men started to puff their ciggarette smokes which make me feel dyspneic. Lucky thing that we don't have to stay there for long, packing ou stuffs and return back to Rumah Titian Kasih, hoping to get to mingle and play with the other young and 'real' kids.

Another crux of the story is that, when we reached Titian Kasih, they had another function that still have not ended. We walked inside with the YB still speaking, and some of us were bickering all the way, up to no point, stating that we could never get to see these kids, cause there're doing their own show at front.

Well, the funny thing is that i get to see Gipang, one of my friend, who'd become the center of attractions to these young boys. They were playing like shit, i laughed and loughed and i really think that Gipang here was born with a gospel and prosperity to actually be a clown, albeit now he's studying medicine.

I did'nt do much, did not even get to see the small girl cause they're doing something at the front. I watched and observed and thinked and inspired deeply, and even i thinked some more as the rejuvenated lackadaisical Hai Raya song became deeply and lovely,melancholicly played in my mind that I feel that I do have everyone during Hari raya. At a very young age, i was pampered and preservered to celebrate Hari Raya with the most highly anticipation. But the orphans standing and walking around me , might not have all the things i have had before.

Before we went back, we get to salam the orphans, especially the small boys, and i also get to give some duit raye to some of them. But deep inside, i could here a very lonely and saddened voices of these young people, as if they were finding a sanctuary to lived in.

Allah has all the might, and Allah too can make people graciously happy and thorougly enjoyed with the very least luxuries or even no luxuries at all. I believed a that these solely young protected small children will later have a good life ahead, and be able to direct themselves on their own pace and mustering all the strength that Allah gives, and also to become a good person who goes ahead in life, not stopping at any point of bewildrement.

There goes a life ahead. I am hoping to get to see some other kind of people, with some other environment cause all i want to be is a doctor, not just by its name, i wanted to become a doctor who is a person herself.

Deeply touched.

a total bunch of people in a commotion

I have just finished bathing, and still rinsing my hair when i looked at the watch its 7, which is an hour of study break. I don't really read at 7 until 8 cause daddy and along says its not a good time for readings.So, i decided to post something in my blog. So here goes nothing.


Today, mummy told me that she managed to complete 3 kuih raye, which is biskut kelapa(which i don't like) ,biskut limau(i like it occasionally) and biskut buah( i like the biscuit, but despise the buah). Todaay, like as usual, i woke up and study n study n study some more.(except for few minutes which i accidently slept on my books spilling of saliva). Wow, not much people know this(only those who read my published blogs) that most of my books have few pages being drenched by my saliva, nasty right. Lucky thing ana won't be doing medicine, if yes, she would have to inherited the nicely- engraved- creation of my sacred- nastyly- saliva-drenched books.

Its almost thundering outside, but i still have much to say. Now, i currently have 4 good friends, not a promulgated law saying people who sits next to you in lecture hall is a friend of yours , albeit after all these while i have been taking much time to get to know them.So, tomorrow, i might be going to the rumah anak yatim few blocks away from here to breakfast with them, i hope we have time to do a big gotong-royong b4 that. it is always nice to help people to have a nice , sacred hari raya celebration.

the outcries...

raya is just 6 more days to go and final exams is 15 days to go. the flow of reading still crushing on its way end. i dunno what about my other muslim friends , how they cope with this intense situation, maybe by virtue of patience inculcated in the hearts of these young muslims, maybe it is not an outcry after all.

I still haven't went out shopping for hari raye(fact is i think i will never ever have time for). Recapitulating on what i did today. Okay, first woke up at seven, study on embryology which took me quite a long hours to finished it.On the afternoon, i reviewed some of the pathology on urinary system, which i found it interesting to use the robbins cd, on the case studies. I believe i understand more.

1. The common cause of nephrotic syndrome in adult is membraneous glomerulanephritis while in child is mcd, minimal change disease. The latter cause selective proteinuria, albumin, while the other cause non selective proteinuria, which hisrology could see thickened basement membrane, on Silver stain, can see spikes on the capillary loops membrane.

2. Nephritc syndrome differs from nephrotic syndrome is that px present with haematuria(that's the most obvious, this include IgA nephropathy, post-streptococcol gn

3. im not sure cresentric gn cause nephritc or nephrotic syndrome. better check back.

ok, so the rest of the day is book, books and even more books. fact is im almost concetrated.

planning to continue on some more patho tonite, then anatomy of the kidney

i really2 hope to do very2 well in this final. im going to get something higher than my previous one. how about 3.4 as a start of something new. Then, Allah will help with the rest. I really have a strong faith on that.Insyallah.

another sem gone...

This semester has ended and so my pbl people. It going to be a new people next semester as as usual, like what happened for the past 3 semesters, I was reluctant to leave thish bunch of people whom I knowed very well. Albeit the fact that we had only 12 pbl and 5 sgd's, which means 29 meets alltogether, by virtue of understanding and all the fun doings we had all this while, it is still at the end of the day, a kinda lost of sensation as well.

Fai and tan had gave us this. picture below. at least there's something to ponder about. it is actually a crystal candel with my name at the back of it.

I just wanted to say that for the time we spent together the most, i really enjoyed it, cause these are a bunchof future doctors with the likelihood of being the best ones.

missed,

izzati

like a blitzkrieg....

today can never be better. it was getting even more tensed as 17 days more to approach final exam. These inquisitive yet freakin' out mind of mind keeps on harping and harping, wondering on how i'll present myself in 2nd yr of practising medicine. My hearts was shattered just now when my sister called crying on the phone due to some reasons and i was a little bit speechless, yet still trying to comfort and soothe her from the outside, making the phone call perennially comforting. i hope she's coping well now.

the only thing i would want right now is to taste the yearly made kuih raye of my mummy's hand made. but this year is no fun at all, never ever planned to bedecked on the first day of hari raye, i don't even have a thing for hari raye except for a blue baju kurung that mum had bought earlier. Having nothing to expect this year, i feel that all those time should be use wisely to read lecture notes, more understandings, more rememberence, you know,thing that makes a student shine.

This morning wall full of laughing that almost shattered my unmetabolized and undigested breakfast in the git. we had pbl on occupational health at 8, but it starts at 8.15, having to wait for me for 15 minutes(i've did that quite often, but still never penalized for that. We finished the session earlier that the allocated time, so dr shikin use the next 30 minutes telling us her stories starting from her first opn entering medical school until she become an immunopathologist.

But that was not the crux of the story. it was when she start to come out with a phase. Quoting from her'as long as you have the dr. in front of you, you'll never be out of money, you can do locum even after spending a month sallary on shopping, and you can do on call worth 100 ringgit per on call( which at the end, i really feel that i'my lingering to a very instrinsically lucrative yet respected bussiness here, albeit it should be called a professionalism, like what dr. har says.). Maybe im a away beyond. sill need to catch up more readings. i should stop now.

a debating weekend.

Tanjung karang camp.
after this training camp, ive realized that i
1.missed taraweh prayer 3 times
2. missed bukak puasa at the exact time -2 times
3.having to see people eat drink especially after become thirst for every speech
4. know that im kinda unstructured in giving speech
5. knowing keat lim is a third year, not a fourth year, despite his size
6.get to see tanjung karang accomodation first b4 ms posting next year.
7. knowing that i still couldn't go to royals this year because of finals and i still dumb in debating.
8. how sympathetic response really halt a debater from giving more poi's expeacially when debating during puasa.

so, a list of the motions ive been through:
1. th believe in state finding for elite atheletes-gov
2. th banned online gaming site from advertising- adju
3. th will rejuvenate economically depressed area with casino-obs
4. th will dismantle race based party, bp style-og
5.th would banned goggle from archiving all the books in the world.-gov
6.thw let proton go-opp
7. thw banned biofuels, bp style-cg
8. thb that it won't leak, humor round-gov-case : proposal-boost porno industry in the world.
9. th would banned cosmetic surgery-gov

a very tiring weekend.
now im recuperating, reading notes esp physiology lectures.

formatives

i came to the hall quite late today, lucky thing they didn't start the xm yet. Today xm was on the respiratory module. it was little challenging, yet i answered the ques on acute mountain sickness wrongly. Dunno what i was thinking by then.

fear...

ealier today, i couldn't sleep. Frequently feel uncomfortable cause im having dyspnoea amd some chest pain indeed. There was a little purse lid breathing and I really feel that my asthma is coming back after 10 years of remission. It is possible, i don't really know. I am so not wanting to get sick, cause i shall become a doctor who's job is taking care of the sick.

I wanted to look normal, sound normal, having a perfect healthy life, and any fever paroxysm. Really hope to be cured soon. I mean fast.

My 19th Ramadhan

Yipeeeeee, Ramadhan is coming, people start up packing for their own good. Now, it's 5.30 in the morning, i've just finished having sahur before buckling up to the surau for subuh's prayer.
Really getting on so much excitement, mustering all the strength i have to get through Ramadhan with full of devotions and perseverance.
What I really like about Ramadhan is that it's such a beatiful, splendid, gorgeous, holy in nature, wonderful month where all the surau will be packed with people doing solat berjemaah, and we can also buka puasa together, and these things are rarely seen in some other months where people tend to become individualistic.
There's one thing which I view Ramadhan in such a precious way is that the non-muslims do respect our puasa that most of them does not eat in front us. They keep on asking some several questions regarding this precious Ramadhan which I'd love to answer. Really hope that one day they are directed to the right path and choose to embrace Islam.Insyaallah.
Well, today I'll be presenting my ms research finding, on the same time containing th have is voice of mine, so i don't screw up later. Everyhing will be fine , it's Ramadhan right. Just have to have the sence of trust and belief.

really worried

today is monday, and this friday im. going to have my formative assessment. this is the 3rd module, after this it will be the urinary module. Later it will be hari raye, together with the study week. I have tons of workloads and notes to be covered, yet i haven't startted on anything. I really don't know how to start. Someone help me please.........

boossshhss: internet deprivation

it's been 5 days without internet connection in my room. it was a total crack. so much deprived and full of unsatisfaction. well, yesterday i enjoyed watching the premier of high school musical. it was marvellous. now, im currently in my pbl room, settling with my lab members on for the medicine and society presentation .so,, bye

boossshhss: internet deprivation

it's been 5 days without internet connecull tion in my room. it was a total crack. so much deprived and full of misery.

favourites

Eversince I was a child, I have an exquisite taste on my favourite stuffs, bellonging and possessions. When I entered boarding schools in form 1, it was when I was twelve, I started to develop a different yet very unique favourites. Well, it was the the toilets and showers and I still have in now in KTSN. My favourite shower in this level, happens to be the second out of the three toilets, and the toilets, would also be the second from the right or left, it doesn't matter cause there's only three of each.

Besides, i do have a favourite elder sister. Well, actually I only have one elder sister, sof mi she just happened to be the favourites. Nothing much i could tell about her, cause she's soo much secretive on her own, rarely speaks to me about her own personal life,maybe I wasn't a perfect candidate of all.Too small to be a good listener of hers. Her name is Hazwani, currently settles in HUKM, she's in year3, while i'm in year 2. Both have an excellent passion of medicine. But she took it first, cause she two year older than me.

I don't really have a social life, newer ever had a boyfriend of my own, simply shares the excitement of having boyfriend from my friends which already have one. And, unfortunately, for the sake of telling, i don't event have a favourite boy, which im looking forward to start a relationship. My level of immaturity, really making me stuck in the isle of single ladies, where now, im currently a member in the ladies single group, it was a group in friendster established by a friend of mine, with her konco-konco, whim just happened to be single also.

Well, there's no harm in being sinle. It does not, i repeat, does not impose such threat to any humankind.Im still young after all.

wow,what a night.

i was typing post yesterday night, somewhere around ia.m, which just happened to be today's morning. But, i was so sleepy back then, so i accidently slept with my computers on, and you know what, the next thing I know is that this genuine computer of mine has already be detected 3 viruses on the net, two infosteakers, and one trojan virus.Wow, that's the good thing about having a auto protect in your pc.
Now, it;s just happened to be 5 in the morning, this computer has been on for 4 hours without nobody tuning on it, I guess it has been a really exhausted day for this computer to ever withstand such threat. The good thing is, the battery was on in here, I took in out and it was on the AC power, billings will severely be increased in this college, due to some irresponsible owner like me.

Well , today is the 3rd of september, my youngest sister is having her UPSR (it's a formalized test in Malaysia for those in standard six). Ireally hope she'll do where cause none of her elder sister are there to confort her and so. Hoping that my mother will be supportive enough to keep her on going. She's a really bright and brilliant girl, except she's extremely naughty and definitely, a very small , too-much-pampered maniac.

When I had my UPSR in 1999, it was 8 years ago, i do remember that the papers were in blue color. So, it just happened to be that when i asked my sister what does she feels now, she answered that she was about to go out as a commander in the second world war, fighting against the Japanese army wearing some funny blue uniforms. Well, it was more to the symbolic of the questions papers which will be in blue. Funny right, some little kids nowadays.

Whatever the questions is, i believe that my sister is going to do good. She's the smallest in our family, the person that ends and closes the records made by her previous excellent sisters, I guess. My sister and an elder sister of mine, which is also doing medicine in HUKM, she's in third year now, is really hoping that she'll be one of the best students in Malaysia, so that we can come out in TV, or in any news, well TV3 broadcast will be better, I supposed.

My class actually starts at 10 today, cause's were actually are having SLP(it's a self learning package) there are things that we have to learnt by ourselves without getting any lectures. Pretty much of an acting stuffs in this new medical curiculum of UKM, which my sister's badge happens o be the pioneer.
I should get going now. The bathroom awaits..

the world's heart day

i was awaken quite early today, just right enough for my subuh prayer. feeling so immobilized and unatheletic in the couple of days due to my fever, i decided to spent the earliest mornings todays, running 5km at tasik titiwangsa. I managed to override some of the great runners in the mornings, which mostly consists of tough and muscular guys.

i was drenched in sweats when it has reaches the last meters of the run. There's a big crowd in the stadium titiwangsa, some was at the astaka, and some was at the tennis court. There were all wearing a very nice blue tshirt, that has a very nicely drawn heart at the back. I was thinking about joining them for the aerobics, when i suddenly realized that most of them are old people, maybe in their late forties and fifties.

So, i started to think back why is it only the oldies who cares about heart? and what happened to the youngsters. still sleeping , i guess.

since i went out jogging and sometimes running, and practising pacings every evening, providing that its not raining, i reliazed that that the tasek itself has been a sanctuary for couples to go out , datings, walking on the jogging track, which definitely annoys me cause it really blocks my way. They don't really care to ever use the nice heart of theirs, to do some sporting activities while the circulation is still good.

This is one thing i learnt in one of those medicine and society lecture during my first year, is that as a doctor we need to promote health prevention, like what im doing now, jogging. But i guess none of them really sees me doing that, maybe when diseases start to strike, they'll be more alert. We'll see.

my first post

well, the reason why i suddenly feel like having my own blog despite my resposibility to devote my time to study, read lecture notes, do pbl stuffs, read on respiratory pe in tailey o"connor book, it that i've finally have 24/7 wireless in my room, in own on personal labtop, on my soothering bed and not having to think of any cost cause it's free. That is call"THE COMFORT OF STAYING IN KTSN1".

So, today is the first of september and its my first attempt as a blogger myself, perhaps i should be posting everyday, providing that im not too tired after finishing clinical classes at hukm in the evenings.

This is also my first afebrile day after a week of febrile paroxysm, which it think it a FUO(fever of unknown origin) I don't even went to reedy clinic ,thinking that im a better upcoming doctor than the reddy himself and his konco-konco. Maybe he didn't know how to diagnosed fuo.

Terribly, very poignant merdeka celebration , i was in bed curling two lapis of blanket, and tears rolling down my cheecks having no one to even care that i'm sick.
Never mine, it was never a fair world after all.