'BUBBLES' dalam kenangan

Selamat Tinggal buat 'Bubbles'.... (2004 - 2006),





Bukan apa.. terasalak nak letak ni, yelah time aku baru datang sini dulu banyak sangat aku dengar cite tang si bubbles ni.... yang buat Syaz menjerit... melompat.... teman buat korang tak boleh duduk diam.... calar sana, calar sini... Then yang penting ibu ke si Comel aku kat rumah ni.

" we're goin to london, to buy heat magazine" sing it!!

I guess it has been more than a month since I wrote anything in this blog, partially intended while the rest just being plain lazy. I thought by keeping myself rather silent others would feel compelled to jot something here as our past time reading while waiting for other webpage fully downloaded. It was quite a month I must say. I don’t know where to begin. I guess a little bit about my trip to London wouldn’t hurt. I know, I know you guys have heard it a thousand times before and from me alone but come on, it was a good trip. Well it started out when my passport need a renewal, actually it won’t expire until end of august but the thing is, I need to extend my permit by early july and I doubt the immigration would be happy to see my passport due to expire in a month, since I was warned last year for being a couple months late for the registration I need to get it done rather early this year or I would be in the deported list, might save me some money for the ticket. There it goes, I gotta renew my passport, hey we got our embassy here up in Dublin right? Guess what it takes up to 3 months for renewal of passport and it’s not even guaranteed it will get done within those periods, wouldn’t it better to say it may take indefinite length of time instead giving me some false hope I might get lucky it’s issued within 3 months? But I found out if I come to London the whole thing would take only 1 whole day provided I get there really early in the morning. Okay, the whole things got me confused, déjà vu all over again like in my add maths class with Miss Chong, jeez those geometry problem not really my strong point in maths! How come it takes at least 90 days longer for the passport done here in Dublin than it is in London while there is daily flights to London from a couple of different cities in Ireland which only takes an hour roughly, mind you there very few Malaysian in Ireland compared to the UK and the embassy office opens at 9 am till 1 pm. I just don’t get that. anyone?

Ok then as a result I decided to cross the channel to renew my passport, the very reason of this trip. Then some people would like to tag along to have some fun for that weekend, the idea was to get there on Saturday and along with having fun then on Monday I shall go to HiCom for my passport. That was even better!!! We all got excited and everyone seemed to want to go, I got more excited which means I got so close to becoming manic. At the end only 3 people were going including me. Yeah so much for the excitement. Anyway I joined ema and mas on Saturday which was a day after they got to London. I was home for less than 12 hours that Friday night since I drove back from Navan that evening and got to limerick around 10 pm. My flight was at 7 or maybe 8 am. I was pretty exhausted on that Saturday morning and how I wish I didn’t have to leave for London. My day couldn’t get any worse when I discovered my luggage didn't quite make it to the plane and was left behind in Shannon airport instead, after almost 45 minutes waiting by the baggage carousel like a weirdo, I always feel like that, when you were the only one standing next to the baggage reclaim and there is no more luggages on the belt or other people but you, I feel like I’m lonely and desperate in that situation, I know it sad or even pathetic but I can’t help it. For the record it wasn’t my idea to put the bag into the cargo in the first place, it was that clerk in check-in counter, she looked like her name could be orla or maybe aine or maybe mary, what I’m trying to say it, if you bumped into her in the daytime in flea market in Mersing or Bentong you know she’s irish.
“why don’t you leave the bag in the cargo would be easier for you”
easier my ass!! Thank god I got the important stuffs with me i.e my passport, tickets, phone and MP3 player. My wallet’s pretty much the resident of my back pocket, so not worried about that.

I caught up with the remaining team member in Bayswater tube station, went for a walk in Portobello market, boy! What a walk, I couldn’t see why these 2 guys got so excited about this place, looks like Oliver Plunkett street to me only longer, wider road and yes much much better looking people around. I guess I was a bit worried about my luggage, I got a bit cranky actually, felt like this was an omen for how bad this trip was going to be, kept telling myself I don’t believe in that kinda crap. The weather was so hot, that didn’t help either. things got so much better when we got to Nahar’s café. Finally, malay food and typical Malaysian style restaurant, sempoi but got some kicks! I was so happy, you know me and my Malay foods. suddenly I got this feeling that this gonna be such an awesome holiday. Indeed it was!!!!

I didn’t remember much about what we did for the rest of the day but I got my luggage that evening, it practically delivered straight to me as I was standing by the reception of the hotel we stayed in when this guy walked in towards me carrying a very familiar bag and that when I exclaimed that was my bag. Kinda embarrassing in hind sight really who cares I got my bag, the day finally picked up. Went to Mawar restaurant that night for dinner, at last I managed to set my foot in this place. There was another story about this restaurant, really funny but I’m not gonna tell it for the moment. It was full and there was a live performance by this talented singer who later I found out to be Art Fazil, singer songwriter I knew back in the years at home. Beautiful voice, good quite old malay songs delivered nicely with his style of singing while plucking his guitar. It was more than what I bargained for early at this trip. I enjoyed the night greatly. Later we went to see the lake house in Leicester square where the other two spent halftime of the show napping, luckily none of them snored

The next day we went touring around London, we even took the touring bus. I was too tired in the middle of it but Mas practically dragged us to finish the tour. He insisted on going to this church which I couldn’t even remember the name of it for a couple of pictures outside the place. I had fun though especially when walking along Thames river, stopped by for coffee along the way. Enjoyed every second of it and we were so loud and laughed all the time, giggling like a couple of stoned tourists, stoned asian tourists. Sang our theme song taken from Heat magazine commercial
“we’re going to London to buy heat magazine!”
we were like crazy but fun people.

We found Melati restaurant, another place serving a mixture of Indonesian and Malaysian cuisines somewhere near Leicester square. It was quite a search, stopped by an internet café and we got the map on how to get there. Boy it was worth it, we were famish. We ordered a number of dishes and told by the waitress that it would be more than enough for the 3 of us, she practically advised us not to order anymore dishes. That’s embarrassing, I kept thinking I should’ve just ordered that sambal goreng with tempe regardless what she thought about us, hell we paid every penny of it. The waitress couldn’t be more wrong as we ate every single dishes clean. Nothing but empty plates on the table at the end. I told you guys we were starving. Excellent foods I must say. So we went back to the hotel and fell asleep right away.

Finally came Monday, gotta do what I was here for, managed to get to the immigration office quite early in the morning. Even then I had to wait for about 2 hours before called in to the counter, not complaining since sick people have to wait even much longer than that at the hospital before being seen. Nothing much happened from the whole process nevertheless the reception at the front counter was somewhat unwelcoming to certain people. We had to be sorted at the front counter according to whatever immigration business that brought us there. It struck me though that there weren’t any posted instructions or at least signs for us once we got there, the only thing was a small triangular folded worn yellow manila card on the desk that faced slightly towards the officer’s direction with this written on it
“ sila daftarkan nama anda dalam buku pendaftaran”
in MALAY, didn’t remember if there was any arrow on that card pointed to the book which lying wide open on the desk. Okay I did as it said while scanning around for anymore instructions, none. Apparently once you step in to the office, register your name and details including your id number with address then sit down until your name is called, then the officer will deal with you accordingly and issued your turn number. At last I grasped the concept. The officer was a lady about at her late 40’s who was very nice to me, soft spoken and talked even gentler to me once found out about my profession. Ok I can live with that and everything basically done in less than 5 min, filled in the form she gave me and handed it back to her, gave me my number while going through the checklists. I got everything ready so I was asked to sit down waiting for my turn to be called. Ema and Mas preferred to wait outside in the hall, there was a small room right across the office which located at the basement of the embassy building that was converted into a small canteen. Ready cooked meal for breakfast were sold here I mean malay breakfast meal they even have teh tarik! Imagine. They wanted to wait for me before getting some breakfast little they knew it wouldn’t be until 2 hours later. Since it took quite a wait, those 2 guys decided to stay in the waiting room, the same room as the front desk officer lady. Once I finished the whole thing, met them outside looking irritated and annoyed, I knew it, they were hungry and the long wait definitely didn’t help. Turned out that they were so pissed off at the counter lady, apparently she was so obnoxious to people after I left, gave out and easily got worked up when people kept asking her questions. I didn’t blame them, there were nothing to guide or tell them what to do, no there was one, yup but in malay language and in 20 x10 cm manilla card that wasn’t even put to face towards the waiting people. How many non-malays can speak fluent malay these days especially here in the UK? Come on be practical and I don’t think only Malaysians come to deal with them at this office, they need to make it clear to visitors if they don’t want to get disturbed while dealing with others and subsequently get all annoyed and start yelling to everyone. It was not fair, not all professional as well as embarrassing to our country. The lady literally gave out and rude to those unfortunate people and had the nerve to complain loudly that these people were inconsiderate. I’m sure she lives in the UK long enough to notice how friendly and professional people can be when dealing at the counter. What I was trying to say is that I was glad that Honza wasn’t there to witness such an embarrassment to our country which by the way allegedly enriched with gentleness and politeness as part of our culture. Anyway, we had our rather pricey nasi lemak and off we went to London Eye.

It became a bit cloudy when we got to London Eye, a little bit of drizzle which later died out once we were airborne in one of those shuttles. The whole ride took like 40 minutes, thank god there were 3 of us otherwise it would’ve been one of the most boring rides ever, yeah it was all excited when you were about to get into the capsule but it got old pretty soon after the wheel started to turn. There’s nothing much else different to see after the first 10 minutes so we kept ourselves busy with taking our pictures, boy busy we were then as if no one else were inside the shuttle but us. Was fun anyway then we parted ways as I had to collect my passport later that evening while Ema on the way back to Cork. Mas came with her to the train station en route to Standsted for her flight. Mas and I later met up in Leicester square, we bought tickets to see some West End shows. Considering how late we were at the time we settled with a musical inspired by Queens songs – we will rock you. Indeed it rocked me very well! Great show and I had great fun, enjoyed every minute of it, boy they were talented! I left with queens songs kept playing over and over in my head.

Tuesday was our last day here, Mas and I had flights to catch to our separate destinations later that evening, home as in Malaysia for Mas (lucky bastard!) and home as in Limerick for me. We took the tube to Museum of Natural History and spent the morning there, nice place to go and learn too hahahah, well I liked it, from dinosours to mammals, from human physiology including reproductive systems (always an interesting subject I might add) to halides and meteorites. Great place to bring along your kids. Right after that we had our lunch in Nahar’s again and off to the airport. By 7 pm I left Mas on his own wondering for another few hours before his flight home in his selipar jepun!!! So that was it, the trip was definitely one that hard to get over with and certainly an unforgettable one. It was pleasure and business very well mixed c'ya know whak a mean!

cork

ARGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! aku sooooooooooooo tak sangka aku dah balik!!!!!
EEEEEEEEEEUWWWWWWW!!!! aku dah balik!!!!!!!!!!!

seriously aku soooo-lah punyer tak sangka aku dah balik semula ke cork. Two months aku kat malaysia rasa cam tak puas!!!. Time flies really REALLY fast.

Semalam aku sampai dalam pukul 130 pagi kot kat rumah, flight delayed twice! Satu kat KL and satulagi kat LHR. Aku sampai nak muntah muntah darah duk dalam kapal terbang, dahlah makanan sikit, pastuh tak sedap.

Time aku naik kapal terbang Mas aku tak rasa sangat yang aku nak balik ke ireland. Tapi time aku masuk jer terminal 1, tempat tunggu right before naik aer lingus, terus aku rasa loya-loya nak muntah. BARU Aku sedar rupa2nyer aku dah nak ke cork. The sight of mamat-mamat and minah irish yang bukan sahaja obes tetapi separa terbakar dan kelihatan seperti udang galah terus buat aku rasa nak pitam.

Naik jer kapal terbang aerlingus, aku dah rase lemah lemah lutut, bile tengok pramugari irish yang macam tak mandi 3 hari. Berbeza dengan pramugari MAS yang muda-muda , body still solid serta kemas dan professional, aerlingus nyer pramugari macam nurse kat south infirmary or CUH. At least MAS nyer pramugari reti jugaklah nak minyakkan rambut, nie aerlingus-nyer macam akak-akak joyah kat pasar besar melaka. and one thing aku sedar pramugari aerlingus sume macam mak-mak-kan? ARGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!! PENING!!!!

nasib aku tak berhenti situ sahaja bile naik jer teksi, OMG, pakcik tuh nye slang, sangatlah west-cork, dia pulak ajak berborak, terpaksalah-layan

sampai rumah , terus aku collapse!

Hang Tuah Jaya

Been ages since I last posted anything kat dalam blog nie, finally after about a month kat mesia nie, aku berhasrat semula untuk memblogkan kisah hidup aku nie. Well anyways , been bout a month kat sinie hasn’t done any good to my figure, ‘ranting’ pokok still I am, and obviously the wash –board abs are still there ( self-praise). Well anyways , tadi pagi aku pergilah ke sebuah kedai roti canai , close to the the General Hospital for breakfast, makan roti canailah kata kan ( very emma, I KNOW) , since it was morning, jadinyer tempat tuh penuh lah dengan kaki-tangan hospital, bukan saja doctor, malah nurse-nurse, student2 nursing , serta pesakit-pesakit disamping juga dengan mereka-mereka yang bukan kaki-tangan hospital seperti aku nie ( aka saje nak menyebuk) . I was in the shop about 800am , lepas antar adik aku ke sekolah. And by that time matahari dah obviously pancar-memancarlahkan, PEOPLE , yes ITS Hot!!!! While eating at the shop, your truly obviouslylah scanning mengscanninglahkan, manelah tau ada yang kenal ( by the way, I was with my mom). But what struck me was the blatant ignorance of these doctors and medical students regarding hygiene.

Wakakakakaka, habis-lah aku , belum ape-ape dah kutuk doctor kat mesia. WeLL anyways , let me continue on. It was 830am in the morning, at a warung about 2 KM away from the hospital, on a hot morning and these people were brandishing their stethoscopes like it was their handphones. What I tak paham is why on earth would they want to bawak the stethoscope masuk kedai , and then ending by putting in on the table (yang semestinyerlah PENUH dengan god knows what type of bacterias!). On top of that, there was a few medical students, yang lagi best, masuk kedai tuh siap pakai lab coat lagi!!!! People , seriouslylah nasib baik yours truly was in control of myself ( read: well sedated with one roti canai and bowl of hot lontong!!!) , kalau aku lepas, mesti ketawa macam kena sawan babi hutan ( spasm-like laugh) , paling tidak pun hypermesis gravidarum terus kena ketidakseimbangan elektrolit ( trying to use Malays words). Well anyway, I tried to be as positive as possible in order to NOT make any wrong judgments, tapi tak boleh, dalam hati ini, adalah jugak perasaan marahkan.

Untuk pengentahuan you all , aku tulis blog nie berperingkat2, bukan dalam satu hari aku tulis bende nie. Anyway, kena-kena hari ini adalah Befday Syaz, so happy beday syaz. Mungkin time ko bace bende nie dah few days, may be few weeks after ko nyer befday, wakakakakka, sorrylah tak dapat nak buat surprise. Tapi tak per, nanti bile kiteorg ke Penang, nanti ko akan tau, itulah plannye. Dun worry, mungkin ko ingat aku tak ingat ko nyer befday, tapi aku ingat, saje jer nak buat2 tak ingat , so that lagi dramaticlah suprisenyer nanti………wakakakakakakA!

Well enough of that, on the other hand , on the way balik, sambil bawak kete, I was intrigued by a HUGE , and people by this I do mean HUGE sign welcoming drivers to HANG TUAH JAYA. Little did I know that the area I was living in , which was previously known as bukit baru has had a name change. As a whole it might be really-really a trivial thing. Tapi the sole reason that it irritate me was the HANG TUAH had a “JAYA” at the end of it. Of all names, dalam dunia ni they had to put a JAYA at the end, seriously speaking , at that moment , I felt like driving the car straight into the sign, bagi roboh, pecah ranap , hancus!!! Sib baiklah aku bawak kereta proton time tuh , a bit of risk assessment at that moment prevented me from doing so. Tak mahu lah aku masuk surat khabar the next day;

Imagine “ Student drives car into Hang Tuah Jaya Sign in a fit of Rage”

And somewhere in the middle of the article ,”…….ironically students name is also Jaya,’

Malu-lah jugakkan , well at least that is so much better then kene langgar dengar lori sampah kan……muahahahahahhaha!

Aku tak paham kenape-lah orang Malaysia nie seem , to be soooooooooooooo-lah interested dengan the name “Jaya”, it seems to be soooooo IN nowadays. I remember those days when Jaya seemed to be a very exclusive name (wekekekeke) , tetibe dah jadi tak exclusive dah. First there was Petaling Jaya, then Subang, Kelana, Damansara, Selayang Jaya’s . Suddenly after Putra and Cyber had Jaya attached to back of its names, sume rang berlumbe untuk menggunakan nama Jaya ini. Can you imagine , in 10 years time where everything will be known as Jaya. ARGGGGGGG!!!!!!!! Imagine, Hang Li Po Jaya, Bentong Jaya or may be even Sungai Putat Jaya. Next you’ll get a wave of children being named with Jaya, almaklumlah , supaya berjaya kelak. You’ll get names like Sri Jaya , Emma Jaya, Shaz Jaya’s around. Again: argggggggggg!!!!!!!

Well enough of that trivial stuff, tak kemane, namun nasihat aku kepada mereka mereka yang ingin mengunakan nama jaya bagi anak-anak mereka, think first! …..wekekkekekekekekekek

Wakakakaka , well as you guys should know aku skrang tengah buat elektif, and baru habes 2 weeks of ONG ( that’s what they call here). Imagine talking to the pengurus sumber manusia of the hospital telling to go to the ONG department on the first day of my elektif. Nasib baiklah aku nie baik , tapi dalam hati nie nak termuntah-muntah aku ketawa, it went something like this ;

Pengurus sumber manusia : “okay, adik nak buat ONG yek”
ME : yes, kak , nak buat obs and gyni
PSM : oh, sebelum ni kat sane ada buat ONG yek”
Me: yes kak, dah buat , about 2 weeks obs and gynie’
PSM : okay, nanti akak call Head of deparment ONG

Mula-mula aku comfius lah jugak , wat the bloody hell was “ong”. Yang aku tau , Ong tuh name orang chinalah, tapi barulah aku paham yang ong tuh rupanya short for obs and gynae. WAKAKAKAKAKKAKA, jahat lah aku nie

Well anyways , my rotation was intresting, firstday aku dah banyak keje, almaklumlah, aku kat labor room. Tapi as a whole I was quite impressed with the whole facility, I must say that its almost in par or maybe better than the ones in Ireland, or Cork for that matter. May be because the hospital was a new hospital. Well anyway, LR Kat Malacca GH occupies like one whole wing. BEsar jugaklah! Attached to the LR was the OT maternity. The LR had 16 rooms. Before the LR the patients would daftar diri at the counter and to to the CDS for admissions and checkup before being let into the LR. Kalau cx tak cukup ripe , masuk ward dulu. Well anyways, in between my two weeks aku buat ONG, BANYAK JUGAKlah aku belajar! People can you imagine, 16 rooms kat LR tuh sorang HO and MO jer yang jaga. CDS lak , sorang jugak HO yang jaga , and sorang lagi HO stanby for OTM. So kalau hari yang sibuk like Mondays and Thursdays, bile ada antenatal clinic, kesian jugaklah HO sorang tuh yang jaga CDs. And bare in mind that patients yang dating ke LR bukan saja dari clinic GH , but also dari poliklinik,klinik swasta, hospital swasta, rumah, kampong, serta bomoh2 cabuk yang tak reti buat keje.. There were days in which the HO had to call back ups dari medical and other department to do the admissions sebab patient banyak. Aku ingatkan aku buat elektif nie macam cuti, mahulah, dari 830am sampailah ke about 530-630 aku ‘keje’. PENAT!Tuh pon HO siap ajak oncall lagi. The MO baik , suruh aku jaga 8 of the 16 LR , and 8 lagi HO jage. Hmm I bet nothing new to your guys anyw.

And YES people, now I know how it feels to WORK!!!!!! UWAAAAAA! Alkisahlah aku kene buat admissions , amik darah, bloods, amik consent laki untuk c sections , buat VE toksah cakaplah. Barulah aku tau nak buat VE nie kena ader kekuatan pada biceps jugaklah. On the first week , abes sakit-sakit jari and biceps aku coz buat VE and ARM. Tak masuk lagi inbetween nak r/v patients and anak lagi apa. On one of the days depa suruh aku buat epi’s, like banyak sangat sebab nurses tak de, kursus, sampai nak pecah belakang aku!. On top of that abes suara aku yang lunak nie pecah akibat menjerit-jerit nak suruh the moms teran. On the first day sempat lagilah aku cover-cover buat suara macho konon while conducting the births, tapi after few days tak larat lagi aku nak cover cover macho. Being blessed with vocal cords that could give parrots a race for their money,abes lah satu LR buleh dengar suara aku.

Imagine saying the same thing this like 50 times perday

AKAK, TERRRRANNN KAK!
AKAK , jangan teram kat muka kak, TERAN kat perut
AKAk, teram macam nak BERAK
Aiiya, Amoi, Lu teran salah OO, TERAM macam mau PANGSAI ( berak in Chinese)
AKAK Sikit LAGI, kuat semangat , bile sakit TERRANNNNNN!
AKAK cepat Terannnn, saya nak kena Buasir dah nie suruh akak Teran….

Again nothing new I bet….especially 4 you siti, now I know kenape kau salu letih siti…

Once I even said something like

“AKAK, ishhhh! Jangan buat susah keje saya , teran sajalah akak”
Sister kat sebelah aku was like, wah garang jugaklah doctor nie , tapi takper bagus, cam gitulah!

----dalam hati (I was like, wah garang jugaklah aku nie , macam MO pulak)


Ps: by the way, the nurses at the LR call me Dr, walaupun aku dah ckp berkali2 aku bukan Dr. TAPI STUDENT. Alasan depa , senang nak panggil . aku pun ape lagilah katakan.

But I must say that all and all I did enjoy the chaotic-ness of the LR. Especially when you have HO , MO and nurses yang sekepala , abes pecah satu labor room ketawa sampai pecah perut. Alkisahnya, yours truly pon banyaklah jugak peminatkan , esp dikalangan nurse2, ada yang nak buat anak angkatlah, ada yang nak buat menantulah, rimas –rimas kenkadang. Tapi obviouslylah , kedudukan aku digunakan dengan sepenuhnya, supaya tiap-tiap kali lunch, aku makan free! hahaha

Well anyways, I must say that the London experience is still fresh in my mind , sampai tak nak mengaku orang CORK ( read: Cark). Had sooooooo much fun in London. I dunno whether we were the ones who were not ready to embrace London, or was London not ready to embrace 2.5 malays ( yours truly still insists that I’m part Ozzy , and a part Nippon) who were yaking like mad cows up and down the tubes. We were laughing our hearts out, sampai nak terspasm-spasm dibuatnya. Sakit perut dibuatnya. Di sebebkan pengalaman terlalu banyak, aku malas nak tulis, I bet emma and paan dah cite abes kat korang. So no pointlah aku nak cite balik. I bet same je. All in all I must say that lagu tema trip ‘We’re goin to londonnn, to buy Heat magazine’ still ader dalam pale otak aku. Not to forget Emma’s craze for Blue Eye and the Topman experience ( imagine pakai baju cabuk Dunnes stores jer pegi topman London, malu aku). AND Ya not to forget, Amazing Race cari kedai makanan melayu. Among the first few words paan uttered after touch down in London, was “ JOM Makan nak”. I must say walaupun kurang memahami serta kurang buleh appreciate the INTENSE craving for Malay food, aku bernasib baik, as my limited knowledge in psychiatry prepared me both physically and emotionally to come face to face with of paan’s episodes/attacks. ( hahahaha! Remember pusing Leicester Sq all the way to convent gardens looking for Melati?, siap masuk internet lagi).

Well okaylah, people that’s all for today, nanti aku update lagi yek………

feels good to be home

i was so happy when i saw the top of my apartment building from afar the other day on the way back from navan. been away for 2 weeks almost brought tears to my eyes when i stepped into apartment door, i mean i was just grateful to be here again, i don't know why i feel such melodramatic emotion. arghhh......first thing i do was lay down on my beloved couch and stretched my legs, felt so good after 3 hours behind the wheel. turned on the tv and just left it on while i fell asleep. i finally home.

there is so many things i have to now that i'm back. no more procrastination, but i can't help it. hate the thought of i wasn't here for some time, went out making a little money to live and i deserve some time off to chill out. the excuse seems justified and i fell for it everytime. like right now i should be cleaning my apartment and do my laundry etc. instead here i am blogging. i'm so lazy and have no will power against myself. ok now i'm being too hard on myself. ok i think i have one more lazy and non-productive day, by tomorrow everything HAVE to be running at full speed!!!! yes that's the plan.

nothing much happening in the recent weeks. i was working, working and i guess working some more. it was good and i enjoyed it for once. guess the new crowd in this hospital are more enthusiastic, fun and laid back i must say. good to be around them. going back there again is definitely on the card if they need me. hopefully it stays that way. i came across quite good cases actually in such short period of time. one in particular was this really nice lady. she is in her 80's but a really good 80ish year old lady, hard to come by someone better than her for her age. she had low rectal cancer, unfortunately for her it has gone into some other part of her body. she had radiotherapy as a palliative measure. she is so nice when you speak to her, really frail looking and i feel sorry for her. i've seen fair enough number of patients whose life were about to end but this one just blew me away. at a round one day we asked her what can we do for her, she said very politely
" i'd be happy if i could get my glasses so i can read again, haven't read for a while coz i can't see the writings" that was unexpected, and it moved me. this lady is dying and she wanted to read. there's nothing more that we could do for her, it saddened me all of a sudden. later i made sure she got her glasses, turned out she has cataract in both eyes which has gotten worse in this year, she ought to get those operated on a few weeks ago but now she is not fit for any surgery. this poor lady could't get her wish in the end. i was crushed wish i could do more.............

i thought by now that i've worked and seen so many adversity and misfortune on people you feel immune to it. of course we sympathize and empathize those unfortunate souls. i guess there'll be couple odd ones out that would touch you and move you deeply along the way and it reminds you how vulnerable and unpredictable humans lives are, then it occured to me what future holds for me and what is waiting for me down the road. we are so, so weak and we can only do so much despite our hi-tech medical advances and knowledge, after that we just hope and pray for the best. unknowingly this is what i was taught as a child the concept of faith in destiny or the qada' & qadar. that we have the free will to steer our lives in any way that we want but eventually it's up to this force whether we got there or otherwise - a.k.a god will.

I'm back again...

Salam to everybody,

Guess where I am right now? Yela...tentula kat office mak tolong buat catering. This is the only opportunity that I have to curi2 duduk and type out a little bit of wutever...

Last nite, Syaz, My big bro Tio, lil sis kakak,lil sis kakcik and lil bro Mil we all went to umah kakak Lin di hulu langat tu. Pehhh...jauh di hujung kampung! Mak dan ayah tak larat nak pegi sebab penat semalam tak tidur tunggu Syaz di stesen bas sampai 4 jam pastu buat catering plak tu! So, kitorang adik-beradik jela berkumpul( campur ngan anak2 kakak dan Lin)Riuh-rendah gakla umah Lin tu. Mula2 Syaz yg nak masak ngan kakcik, pastu berlaku kitchen takeover la plak oleh abang Syaz si Tio tu! Syaz duduk kat luar makan durian. Rumah kakak Lin banyak buah2an. best! Tapi lepas tu terus selsema. bersin tak berhenti,nasib baik tak demam arini! Hehe...dah lama tak makan durian le katakan...

Ok, sebelum Syaz lupa, Syaz nak minta tolong sangat2 kepada Lia dan Siti untuk hantar barang2 Syaz please. Syaz kat Kubang Kerian datang memang tangan kosongla, cuma bawa buku novel yang lia belikan haritu aje untuk perjalanan Syaz balik...alaa..buku The Saffron Kitchen tu.hehe...sibuk sangat tak sempat nak concentrate baca. Ni Syaz bagi alamat saudara Syaz di kelantan tu:

PKA Ahmad Safuan bin Mohd Mokhtar,
Pejabat Kesihatan Daerah,
17500 Tanah Merah,
Kelantan Darul Naim,
Malaysia.

No tel dia: 006-019-9918572

Mula2 Syaz nak kasi alamat umah dia tapi dia kata umah dia selalu takde orang siang ari. So, its better to give his office add. Thanks a lot Siti dan Leia.

Oklah, Syaz kena cari orang suruh makan makanan yang dah sejuk tu...till the next...

Retake of My Life...

Assalamualaikum to all my beloved friends...

Firstly, I must apologize for keeping in silence all this while. It's been quite a while isn't it? Things has been quite hectic and chaotic since my return to Malaysia. Mentally and physically. I'm sure you guys have heard previews from Farhan...

Well, I'm sure everybody knew about my recent decision to continue medicine in HUSM. It has been 2 weeks and right now I'm right in front of my mum's computer in her office (Bangi). Hehe...Quite a crazy thing o do isn't it? I arrived this morning from Kubang Kerian. 10 hours travel in the bus!!!Nasib baik ada anti-emetics yang engkorang bagi Syaz aritu. Going back again tommorow night at 10pm. Will arrive at 8am and class begin on Sunday 10am. Kerja gila betul! Have never been this homesick before. I guess the fact that it's quite possible to just pack my bag and go home contibutes to this illness. Asyik teringat rumah aje! Manja la plak! Belum plan lagi nak buat apa. Going to my sis home in ulu langat probably later. Right now tengah tolong mak buat cateringla...

Aduh...sakit jiwa rasanya minggu orientasi!Dahla kita ni yang paling tua kat situ. Rasa out of place betul! Yela..dah lama tak dikongkong la katakan. Must follow the rules, ikut cakap `abg kakak senior ' etcetc. Tak tahu kita ni lagi tua dari abang kakak diorang. Aduh...bilik sempitnya! Empat orang satu bilik yang kecil tu! Dahla jadi port tempat pondan2 melepak. Bukanlah nak kata apa, kalau ye pun janganla kecoh sangat...kan ada orang tengah depress kat katil tu...hehe. I'll survive. Aritu introduction to pathology, syaz tersengguk2 dlm kelas. Tngahhari panas sangat kot...

Ayway, thank you for all the entries in the blog after my departure. Sedih Syaz baca...terharu...we all have our own impact on each other. Sincerely from my heart, i would never find friends like you guys again, ever. Not friends but families...I LOVE you all!Rindunya Syaz nak jumpa...Bila lah agak nya?

Banyak nya yang Syaz nak cerita. Tapi kena berhenti dulu sebab nak buat catering. Oh ye, Syaz tukar nombor baru, Maxis. Aritu Syaz pakai Celcom. Maxis kalau dalam kampus sesama kitorang sms 1 sen aje. Masalahnya, Syaz sms kat korang di Ireland takde sorang pun yg balas. Maknanya tak dapat lah tu. Tak tahu plak camne Syaz nak buat. Rasanya Syaz akan tukar2 simcard tu kot. So engkorang simpan both numbers please, 017-9869496, 013-3602520. No 013 tu yg boleh sms oversea. Kalau nak contact Syaz cuba nombor 017 dulu yek? Kecuali kalau engkorang tahu Syaz balik kajang. Syaz akan pakai nombor 013 supaya senang nak sms korang.

oklah, nanti Syaz sambung cerita, kalau sempat, agak sibuk ni.yela, besok nak balik dah...Lupa plak, pasal barang2 Syaz, nanti Syaz kasi alamat saudara Syaz di Kelantan. Sebab kalau sampai di Kajang susah plak Syaz nak bawak ke kelantan. Syaz kena pakai semua buku skang sebab sistem integrated, ada anat, physio, biochem,patho,pharmaco bla2 wuteverwutnotla. Stress nya Syaz bila fikir. Bukannya ingat lagi, kena recall balik. Takpe, bukannya pandai sangat. hehe. babai semua, assalamualaikum...miss u all sooooo much!!!

when i think it's all over.....

now, i know you guys couldn't stand at reading on one more entry from me in this blog ( as if i care ) i just couldn't help it. it was really bad to an extent i was thinking what i was going to write about in the blog today while walking down the stairs in this place. surely i'm officially blog-infected at this stage.

after been awake for the whole night last night, well actually not the whole night i managed to get an hour sleep give or take and interrupted in between, this morning i became really manic. was really excited that i finally done with the call and the thought of going home later just made me elated, truly hyper like a surge of energy blasted through me from out of no where. so the round was pretty hectic and quick, rushing from one bed to another. i really don't like that coz it made me all confused and got all the patient mixed up. i almost told my boss a 21 year old girl who actually suspected appendicitis, came in with possible diverticular abscess instead, which is true for another patient whose age was 83. damn it made me looks incompentent!!!! well i noticed it rather early and nobody actually paid any attention since i had pressure of speech this morning, holy crap i never know i can speak that fast. don't ask me what was the speed put it this way, it really sound like i was talking with my mouth full like abe always teased me with. in another word i was just mumbling, what the hell was wrong with me?!!

soon after we finished the round my intern for some reasons being really kind , anothe peculiar thing that happened today, wanted to hold my bleep so i can get some sleep for a few hours, i did jump into the opportunity and managed to only an hour coz i was so anxious that maybe people were looking for me etc. the usual stuff. got up and went to do some chart digging for the audit, me! me!? a locum, lending my hands for good cause, my ass the truth is honestly i have the inability to say NO, hence there i was in medical records going through some charts that took me 20 minutes to finish 3 pages. well doctors' handwriting are actually encrypted and not all people could decode those writings, what perceived as illegible in fact a code that only other doctors could understand ( yeah right! pride o pride) . anyway i was on my way to radiology department after that thinking i might get some verbal reports on some of my new admissions last night only to run into my boss, shit!!! trauma case!!! guess what we had to go to theatre urgently. WHAT!!!!! i can't believe this i thought everything's gonna chill down a bit this morning but it was the opposite. we scrubbed in at 1400 hrs and finished at 1730 hrs. all the manic and elation were gone insted fatigue and irritable took place. on top of that before theatre started, i went to crossmatch 6 units of bloods and everyone was rushing in total drama and chaos!!! like a scene in ER, i swear to god it was like in ER. we were rushing to theatre, me and my team but i had to send the request form for the blood first. there i was heading to the chute to send it but a place where it usually fills with canisters, and if there were only few canisters in the world THAT would the first and only place they would keep them, were empty, nadah. what in the world?! then i was practically begging the labs to send just one to me but they either up to their eyeballs busy or simply no answer, i tried the wards instead the same happened. i had no other choice but to run across the building to tha lab delivered it myself. i ran back up to the theatre to find that the patient hadn't arrive at OT and met my reg who believed that i was the one who was going to accompany the patient on transit, SHIT!! then i ran down to x-ray mind you theatre is at the 8th floor and x-ray is at 3rd. hungry, thirsty, tired, sleepy and annoyed all in one made me cursing away on every single steps i set my foot on. once there, the nurse told me that the patient just after arriving in theatre. ok now i'm officially pissed i had to go up again and fast. finally i reached theatre but i can't do anything but to make sure i could breath on my own. thought i was really fit!!! hate this self-discovery!! turns out that there were no major trauma before in past few months but 2 cases in which i was there working when it happened and i scrubbed for it. what are the odds?! at least i had enough exercise that could last me a month. now i'm heading home, at last! get something to eat and shower and sleep!!! can't wait for tomorrow, yaiy!!!

The wind that shakes The barley

AWAS

TO CONTINUE ON READING , ENSURE AT LEAST 5 MAN SIZE-TISSUE BOXES ARE NEXT TO YOU

well things has definately been slow these few weeks, i must admit walaupun aku dah lama gaklah abes exam , i just wasn't i a mood for blogging, dah banyak kali aku ker UCC nie untuk blog , but ended up doing nothing , sebab just as i said, plain tak der mood. For me kalau nak tulis blog nie, kena ader mood, barulah buleh turlis, so thats why may be i've never had my own blog ( contrary to popular believes -lah kan).

I was never one of those diary-kinda people. I could still remember once in sekolah rendah , we were introduced to the concept of writing a diary by one cikgu Mazidah ( my english teacher- cubby cubby, baik giler) for our english, kecoh satu darjah ( like standard 5 i think) nak beli diary ( bare in mind- all boys skool), everyone was suddenly into it. Kedai buku kat sekolah aku sebuklah nak stock up dengan diary, siap naik harga lagi as i can remember. On top of that since the english teachers decided that the person with the most up to date,paling LAWA, and paling canggih punyer diary would win a prize at the end of the year, LAGIlah budak budak nie naik angin/lemak. I still remember That particular period/season when DIARIES were so IN. Everyone would come to class the next day boasting on how lawa and canggih their diary was.......macam-macam gaya ada, ada yang muka surat berlipat-lipatlah, ada yang ader lagulah bila bukak , ada yang ader ader glitter, ada yang ada gambar Nash-lah ( malay singer) and ada yang ada gambar Wann ( pre-90's dangdut singer...yang dah entah kemana-tah)..........Me obviously being the unartistic grp, obviously couldn't be bothered-lah kan, hmmmm, but i must admit, at first i was into it as well, but may be for about a week max, pastuh entah kemane tah diary aku tuh. Well anyway, i surpose bagus jugak tulis diary nie, goz it sorts of gives you an outlet to express yourselves, macam tulis blog nie lah, but to me , hmmmmm may be aku nie just can't be bothered kot about things around me time tu.......hmm entah-lah......

Back to reality, these few months have obviously been a trying time for almost everyone, the lost of one person definately did change the dynamics of everyones life including me. From my point of view , i must say , that shaz was a significant part of my life. Daripada aku datang lagilah, shaz was there, so basically these 4 years, my ups my downs , sume shaz ada. Pendek kata , shaz balik macam aku nie hilang something that was apart of me. Its sort of that when that person is there , you don't kindof dun realise it. Tapi bile orang tuh dah tak-da, barulah nak rasa. I've definately learnt a lot from shaz, put aside the cooking skills, in terms of relationships with your friends and the people around you. Before, i've always considered myself to have a good relationship with the people around me , until one day shaz pointed out that i was tooo private, and i never give out ( sort of having a Big Big wall around me), even to him, and sampai skrang after 4 years of being close friends, he still tak boleh read me........ that i must say was the turning point, when i started thinking, hmmmmmmmm, betullah jugaklah jugakkan. ......may be i should give out more, now slowly-lah i'm trying my best.......wekekekekeekeke.....like now....

Shaz balik, aku rase sunyi sikitlah-kan. Shaz balik, aku tak tahu nak cakap macam mana. It struck me most time aku exam arituh, coz the years before, my room definately would be THE PORT. It felt quite funny especially the time when i was walking to the exam halls, kalau dulu dulu mesti jalan dengan shaz, now jalan sorang-sorang. ....( tissue alert), lagi lagi kalau orang -orang tertentu keluar dengan statement, 'Ehh, kingkong , ko jalan sorang ? Mane shaz?' nasib baik lah tahap sabar aku masih tinggi, nak jer aku bagi flying kick kat minah tuh.

well anyway, as i've always said to myself ,shit happens, pick it up and move on........

I guess i was pretty lucky that in part , i was quite busy dengan exams. It felt like soooooo long , tak abes abes lagi exam aku, korang sume tau lah ....adalah dalam 3 bulan lebih aku rase aku exam, give or take. Penat, sangat penat , sampai nak suka ria pon rasa tak best, walaupun sempat lagi nak bersuka ria. Still remember those times in which pergi ke rumah siti and sri semata-mata sebab nak makan, wakakakakakaka,and also those times when shaz would creep out of the house senyap-senyap semata-mata sebab tak mau aku tau korang ada aktiviti, wkekekekeke.

However , dalam banyak banyak aktiviti, the one i regret most not going was to the mr. and mrs. franta/frantova's wedding. I must admit , that day , walaupun aku ckp aku nak stadi, tapi aku tak da lah stadi sangat pon , just had no mood, wekekekekekeke. WELL anyway, insyallah, i try to make it to penang! DGN SHAZ!!!!. Satu lagi is that,sebab exam tak sempat aku nak ke erinville jumper sri beranak. SO maksudnya tak sempat lah aku menatap wajah sri one day post beranak. Serious sri , aku rase lama sangat ko mngandung, sampai aku tak ingat camna ko kalau tak mengandung. Dalam 9 bulan sri pregnant, banyak giler kita beraktiviti (masak2,makan2,minum2, lompat2). Insyallah , Allyna nanti pon mesti suka beraktiviti, wakakakakakaka. And aku raselah-kan, dalam 9 bulan ko pregant, kiteorg sekeliling ko pon macam(ala-ala) ikut mengandung skali......skarang aku looking foward nak lunch dgn ko kat CUH, at least ada teman.

On top of that, i must give credit to Paan and emma for also being there at that time. I must say without you guys, may be-lah aku akan depress. Yours trully has definately felt at home in paan's car, siap ada seperation anxiety lagi. And i must admit that as i told you paan , bau kereta kau masih still stick in my mind ( how doggy it that) . It was good for everyone i guess, that a week pre- and post- shaz balik , paan ada. ( Paan= aktiviti ( read lollerblade, bagai)) .....definately kept us occupied and filled the void left by shaz ( awwwww, tissue alert). Bagus jugaklah ko dpt keje kat CUH arituh, at least aku tak -lah ckp dgn dinding sowang2. Credit pon to mosh,and siti sebab siap call aku nak main lollerblade. Tekejut aku , dpt fon call dari mosh, ingatkan pegawai JPAlah nak keep track on me....suara ko soo-lah suara pegawai2 gitu.

I must say that , never have i had friends that are so fun to be with , that i'm definatelty gonna miss you guys bile korang sume balik/pindah. Emma's probably gonna be the first to leave us, followed by Paan somewhere in end of the year. With honza gone, Leia's gonna move to dublin early next year. I gather, lepas nie tak adalah those famous "lompat-lompat terkinja-kinja macam orang gile" nak amik gambar sessions-kan. Tak per Sri, nanti bile ko dah boleh lompat nanti,and bile budak2 nie dah balik sume, kite lompat and amik gambar, pastu tunjuk depa , bagi depa jeles.

When i think of it, all of the things thats happening is such a story, thats its in sync with the blogs name - Ceritakita! Memanglah sebuah cerita tahun nie.......

wif leia kawen,shaz emma and paan gone, sri dapat anak and keje, and me masuk final med and hopelfully grad (insyallah)..........its soooo could be a nice ending ( aka 'at last they live happily ever after kindof thing.....) to the whole story......betul tak?

May be the "at last they live happily ever after...." statement tuh unreal sket, tapi hope fully it will end like that someway or another........ ( awwww, tisu-tisu).

On the bright sight, at least yang bakal balik tuh boleh berkhidmat untuk kerajaan ( wakakakkaka-ketawa evil)....but i guess on a much more brighter note, you guys get to be with ur own families ! Catch-up those years that you guys have lost. Pendek kata , its like one malay peribahasa " hujan emas dinegeri orang bla bla......." (awwww, tisu-tisu)..... Apa-apa pon bile balik mesia boleh jumpe semula, bukannyer tak jumpe langsungkan, lagi pon kite sumekan nak beli tanah sekeliling tanah sri abe kat mesia tuhkan, so bolehlah jumpa tiap-taip ari...hahahahahaa

well, i guess i've said everything i wanna say. Skrang nie aku nak pergi ke bandar, nak cari ape-apa yang aku buleh cari. May be if i have anything to say , i'll write it down soon, skrang nie dah abes idea nak tulis. Lapar lah pulak kan.....

cau!

i must've been hitler in my past life!!!!!!!

arghhhhh!!!!! it's 0515 hrs on thursday morning and i haven't gone to bed yet. damn for some unknown reasons most people who got sick tonight managed to find their ways to go under surgical team. while i was busting my ass running around like a headless chicken between casualty and the ward, none of the medical team was around. apparently the score for admission was 7 to 1 in my favor and this was at 2200 hrs. then again these people are genuinely sick with surgical problems so i can't give out all i want the fact is they need my care, not just from me but from the service. i swore so much god knows it started to sound like a song that stuck in my head, pretty good really maybe i can release it as a single someday.

now as i'm waiting for the x-ray of a patient who is unwell and god knows when would that be done ( mind you that's urgent x-ray!), i stow away in this tiny little room to give out yet again about my unfortunate life. eh! i don't care if other people say their life worse than mine but the way it looks like right now nothing can't top mine, argh! nothing i tell you!!!! ( dramatic nyer ) i want my mommy!!! i left my phone at home along with my scrubs so now, i stink, the clothes stink and gotta wear this again for the whole day till 5, huh good luck people around me. i can live with that since some people here shower once a month but life without my phone?!!!!!! might as well i jump out the window next to me right now, it's 6th floor and would make quite an impression once i reach the bottom. shite!!! i can't figure out why this is happening to me i must've been some really bad ass guy in my previous life to deserve this bad karma (this statement is not necessarily mirror my belief) for what it's worth i have only 2 more days left, finally the end is coming and as i told my fellow medical student here, come 5 o'clock friday evening this hospital will see some crazy brown guy

running naked in the parking lot !!!!

nasib si tabib jalanan

it seems that i whine too much. well i'm not going to apologize about it since that what humans do. whining and complaining in fact are the very things that make us humans, among lots of other things. everyone does it and the only difference between one person to another is wheather he verbalize it or keep it to himself. well it can constructive sometimes i mean i f you don't like about a system you complain about it and address it as a problem then you can take action to change it. at personal level on the other hand, this would let you recognize that there is a problem within yourself that may need help.

why did i bring this up, well recently it just occurred to me that i whine too much pretty much about everything, nothing around me that makes me happy. why is that? i tried to be positive, find something that would occupy me hoping i would be distracted from this negative attitude. the vicious cycle seems so solid and breaking it like trying to nail a concrete wall, no matter how much you hammered down the nail, you either break or bend it or you might hit your own hand in the process but the wall left with a little crack hardly noticed by anyone. the cycle i meant is the whining about your life followed by the feeling of worthlessness and hopelessness than you take the whole day to motivate yourself just to face the very same thing that make you whine in the first place on the next day, so the cycle go on and on. as a result all the energy that you could've used for a productive and fruitful day just gone in vain.

now that i realize this, i should've known that my life desperately in need of a makeover or also known by "hijrah". goodness, prophet muhammad s.a.w was the pioneer of this makeover concept, in a way. i mean in a situation that no improvement obtained at strong efforts and determination from your part to counter your own problem, it's time to evaluate your options. maybe it's time to make a compromise, people make sacrifices all the time in order to accomodate their own tailored lives along the way to reach their targeted destination. that doesn't make them losers but wisers. everyone has different sets of paths in life, as much as we want them to be as straightforward and simple as we could, unfortunately there is a greater power in play which we have no power over it. circumstances, fate, everything is predetermined. some might change our priorites and ambitions in our lives.

this locum thing is great, flexible hours and the chance to see the world, yeah right, just the rest of the country and they all look the same anyway. but on the downside, it's not recognized for training, well not that it would be different anyway if i have a full time job i mean the skills you would learn but more importantly to me i guess is how it would undermine your psyche. people look down on you, maybe the fact that someone's locuming in the past, people took their responsibles a bit lightly hence no respect for this kind, quite a common understanding generally. it's really a struggle and the fact that people second guess you all the time, questioning your decision, gosh it's really depressing. i can't help it but realistically yes they don't know you and your reputation hence it's natural for them to feel that way, for some reasons it bothers me too much. bottom line is locum is good as kicap manis on the side of main dish but on its own it can disastrous. i guess i better get my ass off this chair and study as hard as i could to pass my part 3 so i can "hijrah" back home, the sooner the better but damn the nearest scheduled exam is in october. i probably just have to put up with it for the time being. sure i can do this. yes i can, yes i can, yes i can......... phew glad got this out of my chest. 1 down 4 days more to go. what a long week.

another week has gone by, here comes friday yet i won't be cheering up like others would do once the clock ticking at 4 pm. i wish i could but i have to come back to work again tomorrow. gosh i don't like on-call during the week and certainly dislike it even more in the weekend, it's weekend!!! ok basically i just don't like on-call period. god bless those people who do enjoy calls. wish i was once of them. so naturally at the moment i'm dreading at the prospect of coming to work tomorrow and the thought that i have to deal with all the ward jobs. i just don't like it, and i don't know why, i'd do the same things in casualty and i'm okay with it but the fact that it has something to do with the ward just put me off. stupid intern works and i guess there is another big factor for my not yet reaching "hatred" level of this stuff but i'm not gonna say it here at least not yet, who knows maybe after tomorrow i might, my friends probably know what i'm talking about. please god please let it flies swiftly and painless as possible, amen.

the weather here up in the northwest of the country pretty much like the rest of the country, gloomy and dull perhaps with a little drizzles all day long if you lucky and if you really really lucky there be stormy wind that strong enough to fly away an old lady who was walking down the streets, there you go old granny fly around in the sky like mary poppin. how depressing. yes it is depressing and i miss my own bed, my couch and my apartment. as if things couldn't any worse, digiweb rang me the other day telling me that my apartment couldn't possibly have wireless internet installed. not because it's on the ground floor but the fact that my apartment faces the opposite direction of the satellite locust or anything like that. there goes my broadband dream........screw it. i don't want broadband internet that much anyway............ok maybe not too much but i kinda need it. whatever.

damn, i'm so sleepy feel like i can fall off of this chair and lay down on this library floor, i swear sometimes i feel my like eyes have minds of their own. if it said sleep i don't have a choice in that matter and sleeping i go. like now for example hence i need to stop and crawl in to a room somewhere and sleep like a baby

hi guys....

sorryle lama tak tulih dlm blog ni....biasalah bz. well , today dah ari yg ke 20 umur natrah.so i have another 24 days nak berpantang2 ni.(mcm le selama ni aku berpantang sgt) hehhehe. aku pun dah start kuar umah.so lepas ni sape yg nak msk tu boleh le jemput aku skali(esp ema n mas).oleh kerana paan bising takde org nak tulis ,meh le aku cite psl kebzan aku yg dah ada dua org anak ni.tension giler....bukanle nak merungut tp agak penat jugak le. i cannot imagine camne org dulu2 ada sampai 7-8 org anak kecik2.yg 2 ni pun susah nak jaga.lepas sorang sorang aku kena attend.lepas sorang nangis, yg sorang lagi pulak nangis.bila sorang nak tido yg sorang lagi pulak bangun, nasib baik bila abe balik dia tolong jaga anak.tak sabo rasanye nak tunggu abe cuti.nasib baik jugakle mak aku ada.at least ada org nak msk.kan best kalau syaz ada boleh aku minta tolong masak.thats it lepas ni cukup.aku dah tak larat dah.kalau nak pun tunggu lama skit sampai si natrah tu dah besar.so aku nasihatkan org2 yg takde anak lagi tu berseronokle dulu.hehhehhe...bila dah puas berseronok barule nak beranak.
aku pun nak meluahkan betapa tensionnye diri ini sbb tak dpt jugak keja intern.bangang punye UCC.bolehle aku dlm waiting list lagi.ada PR pun tak guna gak.apalah nasib badan...penat jer aku turun naik UCC.kalau aku tak dpt keja jugak julai ni lagi le depress aku.pastu terpaksa le aku tunggu next jan.dah le syaz takde ,bosannye idup aku.mas nak balik summer, org lain keja.agee nak pindah limerick.iskhiskh.sedih syaz balik tak abih lagi .anyway,aku tak call lagi syaz since dia balik ari tu bukan apa aku takut nanti aku nangis lagi . abih tisu sekotak pulak.kalau abe call sure dia lagi sedih hehehh. tambah pulak tak lama lagi ema nak balik, paan balik.macam mummy kata sunyile kita bila 2 mulut murai ni takde...bosannye...nasib baik mak aku ada hehehe.... at least takle boring tu pun sampai bulan lapan je.mula le aku nak sedih bila memikirkan masa hadapan. aku rasa nak banyak aku tulih rupa2nye skit je.macam mana le paan boleh tulih berjela2.lain kali le aku tulih bila aku tak bz ye kawan2. aku nak letak gambar natrah aku tak reti lagipun korang smua dah tengok dia.tunggu le bila dia besar skit.bila muka dia berubah skit.aku paksa abe tolong letak utk aku.
chowsssss

p/s: syaz rumput aku dah panjang mcm utan kat belakang ngan kat depan.penat aku pikir nak minta tlg sape potong.lagipun aku nampak tikus dr umah sebelah berlari2an kat belakang tu. takut aku nak kuar.

we will miss you........

It has been quite a while since I wrote anything here, quite eventful weeks indeed I must say these past couple of weeks. Wonderful and happy moments that made us smiling all day and instilled cheerful feelings each time they come across our minds nonetheless a tear jerking moment as we loss one of our dear long time friend or should I say a member of our little family here.

I made myself available in the weekend of May 13th on which day the blood shed tragedy occurred back home in 1969, people remember this day as a black spot in the history of our country. To me not anymore, as I remember it as a very memorable day of the joining of my dearest friends in matrimony, Anelia and Honza Franta. The wedding was in Clonskeagh Mosque in Dublin (I may have spelled the name of the mosque incorrectly) on Saturday, 13th of May 2006 at 2 pm. It was such a wonderful wedding as it was indeed very private, personal yet simple and we were all there even Afiq! in celebration of the union of these 2 lovebirds. However there were a couple of our good friends couldn’t make it to the wedding and they all had a valid excuse not to come, nah if only they could come they would be the first to be there and the wedding would have been merrier by their presence. Everything went well, I enjoyed every second of it and I gotta be one of the witnesses, not intentional but since I had my passport with me and the others had not I won the hot seat. Actually it was an honour to be part of their wedding, thanks guys for letting me be ( as if u guys had a choice hahaha) even though I was probably the last person you would ask for, okay again I was just messing. Again thank you to both of you. The day got even better weather wise, it set everyone’s in a good and festive kinda mood and the little “reception” we had down at the mosque’s restaurant was indeed a happening one. Oh here comes the best part, the wedding cake!!! Oh my god, I wouldn’t believe my eyes when I saw it, it looked really beautiful and very professionally made, well done to the chefs, Syaz and Zariena!! I know you guys went through hell to make it and they were all worth it, the cake was indeed a success. Tasted delicious and juicy actually, this comes from me who isn’t really a fan of cinnamon and fruity type of cake, so it was great.

The photography session outside the mosque was fun, there were pouting pose, jumping and all these weird poses you can imagine. The pictures came out okay though. Later that night we went to a Japanese restaurant in Dublin city for dinner, there were 12 of us left including the bride and groom, the rest had gone back to Cork. The food sucked but the company were brilliant. Syaz, Syed and I got there a bit late as were got lost on the way to the restaurant, funny thing was Syed drove us there and he practically a Dublin native since he lives there for the past 9 years ironically still managed to get lost. I know I’m gonna be harmed for this statement, sorry Syed as a consolation you have such an awesome apartment the best yet I’ve known among Malaysian and great hospitality. There I paid my due. It was a good night and the newlyweds were blushing when we left the restaurant as we all made fun of them, we made quite a scene really hahahahaha. Here I would like to wish to both of you Lia and Honza all the best and all the everlasting happiness and joy both of you are going to embark together as well as success in life and careers. Also wish you beautiful, smart and afiq-like friendly kids to you guys too. Well sure you know this, you guys actually perfect for each other, kinda freaked me a bit when I found out how you guys have so much in common and you Honza has such great patience! hahahahahaha. I am truly happy for you guys, to the bride and the groom, Anelia and Honza!!!!! Cheers (tisu, tisu……. mana tisu)

Damn I thought I wanna do this in chronological order as it happened, I just skipped the birth of Alynna Natrah Faisal. Maybe Ema’s curse on me starting to take its effect for making fun of her too much. Afiq’s little sister was born on May the 11th at 10:30 am in Erinville Hospital. She is just the sweetest and cutest little baby, this time Sri’s winning, I think she looks more like her mommy than her daddy especially her nose. Regardless she is one beautiful and good baby doesn’t cry much maybe not to her parents though, she’s gonna be as good as her brother I bet. Congratulations once again to you Abe, Sri and Afiq!!!!

With all these good things that been happening, i was so grateful to god for the blessings however life can be so cruel at times. As we were celebrating the wedding and the arrival of our new additional member we were the saddened by Syaz’s return to Malaysia for good. Circumstances can be a bitch most of the times, for some reasons he has to come back for his own good future. Honestly of all people I admit I probably will miss him and feel his lost the most as I had been quite dependant to him as my confidant, my cook and source of laughter, he is quite a comedian I must say. My housemate for 6 years and close friend for all of this time I’ll be lying if I don’t feel anything with his departure. He is such a good friend, very obliging, kind-hearted, fun, lively, talented, smart, self-sufficient (he likes to take this quality for granted though) and everyone easily get close to him even in such a short period as he is the most accommodative person you would ever met. Everyone here loves him and misses him. As much as we would love him to stick around his future is waiting back home, knowing him he could survive any obstacles in his path, knowing him he would have many success to come and knowing him he will discover later that going home is the best decision he ever made so far. He has our blessings for leaving us and Syaz, we all here for you if you need anything and though you far away you are very close to our hearts. We wish you all the best with your fresh start and sure we will meet you again, and you know what we’re looking forward to it already. (tisu, tisu ……mana tisu!!!!)

Honza And Anelia

tak tau tajuk ape lah

As it has been pointed out by the writer 2 stories down , blog nie sememangnyerlah lame tidak diupdatekan. Well yours truly sibuk mengadap buku atas meja, manekala yang lain-lain sibuk beranak serta kawen. For once terseksa gaklah batin ini duduk atas meja tuh mengenangkan yang lain lain sedang sibuk enjoy kawen kawen serta bersuka-ria , and for the moment my room looks really like a dump. Actually I just finised my exams today, mula mula ingat nak pergi Bandar, but decided against it coz tadak duit and lagi pun dah muak aku tengok bandar, so I made my way to the only place I know better – (TESCO) , well alkisahnyerlah sebelum sampai wilton roundabout , I made the decision to go to CUH instead, sebab lapar giler ( kepada yang sedia jeles , yesterday , which was Sunday , I just ate oranges ( five I think ) and ( two pisangs) and roti 2 keping, and well as accompanied by the cawan demi cawan of coffee ( so some reason aku bubuh banyak giler gula ) and sebab tuh pagi nie berak aku busuk giler.

Well as usual , at CUH aku melantaklah sampai tak ingat dunia , it was probably the most I’ve ever eaten in one go , banyak giler !!!!!

( Shaz you would feel so proud of me!-AND THIS TIME ,HONEST!)

siap bayar lebih lagi then the normal $4.30! si minah Filipino tuh siap warning lagi aku yang its not $4.30

(dalam hati-I was like hello!! Aku yang nak makan ker kau yang nak makan !!
You know when your faced with situations like this, you just wanna hampuk kepala minah tuh dengan tray yang ader kat tangan ko or simbah dengan air panas, nasib baik aku maintain…..

Sebab aku makan banyak sangat arini, on the way home aku sakit kepala yang amat sangat ( post-prandial migraine) , abeh sampai tak buleh bukak mate sume ( warrrrrr, dramaticlah pulakkan ) …….so balik umah aku tidur, and tengok ricky lake then oprah ( Ya Allah , mak-maklah sangatkan). Then aku bangun , and dah okay , and noticing that my headache has gone the sun was shinning brightly , i did the second thing I know most, pergi ke UCC nie-lah, so skrang aku kat UCC tengah memblogkan diri. I gather korang sume still mesti tak balik lagikan ke cork ni.

Hmm yours truly hasn’t been doing much these few months, except bukak buku, and kalau tak bukak buku, berangan sorang-sorang kat dalam bilik , cakap/menyanyi sorang sorang, berangan jadi superstar , or some some drop dead gorgeous model .
I reckon kalau aku duduk lame sket dalam bilik aku tuh , buleh kene makan dengan bilik nanti. Well aniways, my room is totally-really-really in a mess now, tak tau nak start kat mane. Kain baju aku pon banyak yang tak basuh, termasuklah bekalan suar dalam aku yang tersangatlah berharga yang hampir depleted, serta ader tergantung kat mane-mane, a few days ago I found a suar dalam inside my karung bantal!! Nasib baiklah AKU yang punyer-kan!!! Well aniways I guess that’s all, will be adding stuff in soon, so stay tunelah-kan.

Dinner at C. Paradiso

Hello hello hello! Since our bro-that- self-confessed-of-a-morbid-ramblings (soo true though) dah meradaNG due to lack of enthusiast/contributors, yours truly felt quite guilty of the charge. So Paan, berhasil jugaklah taktik taktik kau nih. I want to immortalised our "Cafe P Day" last weekend in our Blog, so when some of us begin our seperate ways in seperate continents we can always recap these tsk tsk tsk moments tsk tsk tsk together...

Consistent with general opinion that Shaz should be a proffesional Chef... "Chef Shaz" cool! I really would like to congratulate Shaz and all his apperentice (yours truly lah), Entree Chef Emma Walsh and Dessert/Pastry Chef Lia for what can only be described as sublime, purrre indulgence cuisine.

Shaz, kau kena ingat sampai bila2 the joy of shopping in the Cork Food Emporium ( English Market ler) with Emma (masa aku oncall tak aci!. Aku tau kau excited sangat beli those rarified organic ingredients sampai "bertakbir" tgh2 malam hahahahah. I wish I can look at Abe's face at that time......hahahahah!!!!!!!!! My god looking at all the orgaanic ingredients........ just fantastic. (Ok you guys can certify me as a Food Freak now).

The fabulous entree by Emma

Baked portobello mushroom with Cashel blue cheese, pecan crumbs and sage, and smoked paprika aioli (aha...aha...)



The Chef's main course

Goats Cheese crottin and caramalised red onion in hazelnut tartlet with watercress pesto


Walaupun ada juga perut yang nak nasi ayam lepas tuuu (heheheh tak per tak per). Little Aqeelah really likes asparagus! So cute watching her go through them! Aji and uncle... jgn salahkan aku ya....

It ended with Swiss Almond (or something) coffee, but not before the dessert of Vanilla, ricotta and white chocholate pudding with blueberry compote (alamak Lia sorry tak da gambar aku terlupa lak smalam). But oit was guuuuddd

Tapi the night has a big but..... I really wish Mas and Honza were there, I m sure you will enjoy it. No matter Mas...Insyallah we will do it again after Lia's Wedding. So Paan (even though I will sooo have to buat nasi goreng belacan for you ), make sure u r in Cork the weekend after Lia's wedding ok.

Small note...... Little Afiq, get well soon chayang! And Sri, Im on call Wed and Friday if you decide to have your baby ok will be looking forward to see ur new edition!

aah ek keciknyer dunia nih!!!!

weh mas mana datang entry ko ni? tadi takde tup tap before aku nyer lak tuh!!! by the way you are the only one who can pull this kinda "amazing" discovery hahahaa, some talent........i mean it!!

the comeback

it annoys me that everytime i went to this site, i see "kelakar bangat" on the title. what happen to the contributor people of this blog? rather watching this site slowly dying right before my eyes i better take the initiative to jumpstart this god forsaken site.
i haven't been working for quite a while that means i had all the time in my hands to be somewhere around people who gratefully never tired of listening my insanely morbid talent to talk rubbish so i guess there was really no point of me to blog. on the hand now that i'm stuck in Sligo General Hosp, i'm sorry to announce my comeback into this blogging arena one more time for you guys to endure hahahaha, the healthy outlet for me and for you people :-). by the way this hospital library or so called "research and education centre" kick ass!!! i never got the chance to wander around the place yet as i drove to sligo from limerick at 0300 hrs, that 3 am in the morning Syaz (hahahahah) and arrived at 7 am just to find that i was on-call that very day. what have done to deserve this!!!!!!! (dramatic le konon-kononnyer) well i just had to suck it in and let the day went by with no expectation whatsoever, that helped actually. i just took it one thing at a time and so far so good :-) ( talk about self-help). nothing exciting happened anyway i guess the most excited part would be meeting Ike, i was asking myself the other day who would be working here that i probably know somehow his name didn't cross my mind but now he's my best friend!!!!!! he always is but now even better than ever hahahahahaha, just messing. thank god i'm only gonna be here for another 3 days........3 long days........3 long long days. that's fine by tomorrow, 1 down 2 more to go!!!! whatever.
last weekend as usual being as joyful and hedonistic as ever we all went to the beach. it was indeed a really good trip, i like the "journey" part thanks to you Abe i never felt that happy seeing you screwed up the picnic plan really enjoyed the guilty look on your face hahahahah(explosive and evil laugh), just messing. well in fairness at the end we found an exquisite (at least at the time given the options) place pretty much exclusive to us. i could see the excitement in everyone's eyes and we had this "pantai ini kami yang punya!!!!" vibe going on especially Abe, admit it dude!!!!
hahahahaha. great day...and it wasn't until 2 days later it dawned on me that days like that won't be like that anymore as pointed out by Sri and emotional Abe. last weekend was the last one we could all be together like that minus few who were oncall (your absence were felt guys, truly). soon Sri would be you know, decompressed :+> and our weekend port won't be available like before, Syaz will be leaving so will Mas, then Ema :-(((( tisu, tisu.....mana tisu?
i guess it's time for me to grow up now, take life seriously especially my career, guess i had too much fun, not that it was bad but it might cause my priority went a bit astray, no wonder i'm still here hahahahaha (again explosive laugh) but for the moment i want to make the most of it and enjoy whatever time we have left forever, we're gonna party like we never did before yeah!!!!! party=drinking coffee in costa/feast of delicious malay cookings(esp Syaz's)/ eat and eat and eat a couple more time over. damn my reg just turn up, literally out of nowhere,how did he do that?! (perplex in wonder) gotta go

dunia ini kecik

ARRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!
EXAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

TAK SUKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

well aku dok surf net, malas nak bajo, jumpelah satu blog nie pasal seorang mat sallleh kawen melayu....dok tgk tgk jumpelak org yang aku kenal dalam bol mamat nie

link:

http://macvaysia.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_macvaysia_archive.html