the day has gotten gloomy........

I can’t believe it has been a week already since we started ramadhan, it made no difference to me except there are more invitations to breaking fast party in the weekends, may it be here my lovely hometown or Cork. Soon Eid will be around the corner and while people back home will be busy rushing and busting their asses off getting ready for the celebration I on the other hand will be chilling on my couch oblivious to the date which Eid will be fell on, coz I know someone will let me know the second it’s decided and bless those people who invented mobile technology, phone or internet alike.

It definitely feels different when you are away for this sort of things. Last year, I went home after 4 years been away for this holiday season. I think I did blog about my disappointment after the Eid, how all my hyped up expectation just crumbled down like the twin towers after the plane crashed into them. Sadly to say I still feel a bit bitter over it, I know, I know it’s time to let go unfortunately letting go is one thing I find very, very difficult to do. One of my flaws I’m afraid as some might notice. At least I don’t feel angry anymore that’s a good sign. Since then I feel like totally numb over this whole festive holidays. I just don’t look forward to it, think or feel anything at all about it basically I just don’t care. It’s going to be the same as any other day like February 5th or August 17th. Am I worried about this? I’m afraid not either. Oh well there’ll be plenty other things coming our ways after this that I might be a little more enthusiastic I suppose.

Last weekend, I came to Cork for E/Ariri and Leia/Honza/Zariena/Wawa’s hosted breaking fast feast on Saturday and Sunday respectively. Boy o boy, I was like a starved vulture hogging on freshly dead horse. I kept on eating and eating and eating until my stomach was stretched to its maximum capacity when at this stage anymore eaten food couldn’t possibly stay down but to go up instead the way it comes, eugh! That is disgusting I didn’t do that though, I stopped when I started to feel that breathing suddenly became a conscious effort. Hahaha I ate that much! Who am I to deny my own appetite, thank god I’m such a terrible cook and the most slothful on top of that when it comes to cooking. Otherwise I might be the heaviest and most obese guy ever, probably on a waiting list for gastric bypass at this stage. Anyway, thank you guys for the tasty, most delicious and mouth watering malay foods I’ve sampled for a while. It was f#*king awesome you had no idea how happy and grateful I was hahahaa. I still can’t stop thinking that I turned down Sri’s invitation for Nasi Lemak during the week. What can I do? I already had a plan on the day wish that I hadn’t. Well sure she could find deep in her big and kind heart to do this some other time but this one I would definitely be securing a seat for myself. I really had great time and nice to see these people again. Nothing much changed that I noticed except that Afiq, Akeelah and the B, Nattie and E’s belly grown bigger. Swear to god, I can’t believe that E is that big! Can’t imagine how CT will look like a few months from now.

Yes another surprise birthday party this weekend and this time it was Agee’s. Credit to Abe for distracting her with all the facts and trivias of Star Wars : revenge of the Sith, hahahahaha. Well it worked and she seemed clueless and surprised when everyone was standing in front of her with a cake and lit candles on. She didn’t see that coming thinking that Aqilah was doing something funny in the next room I ought to show her and right then when she got at the door everyone yelled “surprise” and singing the birthday anthem. It was fun. The blackforest cake was devine I must say and Sri you simply got better and better at this. I don’t like cakes that much but this one was an exception.


So there it was my weekend, I wonder how those guys in Malaysia getting on? Sure they are at better place than I am and I’m not talking just about the weather here. Yeah winter’s here now, there is no such thing as fall season in this place regrettably to say. The day’s getting colder, shorter (good for the fasting), gloomier, more wet and more depressing than ever (hang on to your cipramil people!) hope everything goes well for you guys and sure is great to hear from you soon. To everyone if it’s not too late still I wish you happy fasting and hopefully not too early to wish you selamat hari raya!

weekend

nak ucapkan THANX to Sri sbb anta aku gi train station Jumaat lepas, berjaya jugak aku naik train tu, thanks to kehebatan Sri bawak kete. Thanx jugak kat abei n sri sbb amik aku semalam, hehe...terasa cam korang ni parents aku lak waktu sekolah2 dulu.
Dublin, hmm...ntah le kenapa aku tak berkenan sgt kat city ni. It's ugly (what's with all these red brick buildings? they're horrendous),dirty, busy and the street layouts are just plain weird (once u get in u can never get out).
Tapi disebabkan husband aku ada kat sana terpaksa la aku rajin2 naik train ke Dublin. Not to mention that i will be living there come January! argh, but hopefully we will find a place in Dun Laoghaire, a breath of fresh air from all the city madness. It's situated abt 45 minutes outside Dublin City, in the eastcoast, and it's lovely. apartment2 dia , the beachfront ones, fuh! lawa2..i can't imagine how expensive the rents are. but it'd be nice if we get any place there, coz i can just imagine u guys coming over for some weekend, picnic2 kat tepi laot...emmm bestnya!!! hehe
oh ya, nak recommend citer Children of Men kat sapa2 yg blom tgk. It's really, really good.

hari yang kepam

nampaknyer dah 4 minggu aku jadi budak final med secara resmi-nyer. Seriously, dalam banyak banyak tahun , aku rasalah tahun nie adalah tahun yang paling aku tak mahu balik ( ke sini, as in ireland) , iyerlah pertama-tamanyer sebab aku balik dari malaysia kali ini , aku dah final med, bukan macam tahun tahun lain, tak payah stadi, only few weeks before exam baru stadi, aka tahun lepas , masa aku 4th med, akhir bulan April ker baru jadi 4th med ( sebelum tuh , full time socialite). Tahun ini macam kene stadi tiap tiap hari ker. Other reasons include the absence of a few significant people, which includes my twin/full time cook/tukang paksa aku makan. Not forgeting my dearest female driver/chaperone/tukang ajak aku minum kopi petang-petang pon dah takdak. On top of that mak angkat aku pon dah jadi career women kerja kat Mallow/CUH, and kakak-kakak angkat aku pulak sorang dah lari/kahwin dgn mat-saleh/ surfer dude, and not forgetting pulak certain people who over the summer , senyap-senyap got pregnant. ( HUh penatlah aku pikir apernyerlah 'hyperememisis' tuh).

Stakat nie dah about 4 weeks in my surgical rotation in the South, i would have to say that it isn't as bad as i taught it would be. The only difference is that the days are long, and you look stupid kalau tak boleh define Mcburney's point. Barulah aku tau rupa-rupanya mc burneys point and sign are actually two different things.........wakakakakakkaka........

Well aniway, skrang nie aku boring giler,and aku kat library kepam kat South nie, tadi aku baru jer tutorial dengan Dr. Ezat/ Reg kat A+E itu pasal seorang minah yang masuk sebab TUQ pain radiating to the back of abt hmm 4 days duration assoc with jaundice, nausea no vomiting , occuring on the background of a lap chole done few weeks ago. Yang pelik nyer minah nie had all the risk factors yang aku pernah jumper. She was soooooooo Funny , but a good historian lah.....let me see, she had, Rhuematoids, hyperchols, hypertension, DM TYPE 1 (dx 6 weeks ago), hx of pancreatitis , and she even had schizo and at the sametime parkinsons....kesiankan .

Well after that , aku pergi cari hx, tapi sedihnyer takder pts , almaklumlah hospital kecik, kesian intern inter n yang terpaksa layan aku , depa mcm serba salah sebab tak dak pts. SO skrang nie aku tgh lepak kat library nie, entah nak buat aper, baca buku cam malas, hmm maybe i should look at a few x-rays. Semalam ader tutorial pasal ECG dgn interns , so okaylah , not bad, stakat rate and rtym tuh buleh aku identify, And Q wave abN as well as Non q wave Mi bulehlah aku cari. lain lain urs truly bebenorlah cluless. Hmmm, malam nie aku makan makanan Sri = TERIMA KASIHlah kat sri sebab bungkus arituh nyer makanan, tak payah aku masak ( read: final med studentkan sibuk , yeah right!) wekeekekekeke. Makanan yang ko bagi cukuplah utk aku for about 3 to 4 days. PAstuh semalam pawi ader bagi aku asam pedas sket , and aku aderlah goreng ayam/telur and masak nasi extra sket, so kire masaklah tuhkan, wekekekekeke. Mungkin esoklah aku masak kot , wekekekekek, skrang nie budak budak lain tengah makan lunch, jap lagi aku ader tutorial dengan reg, and then tutorial lagi, cet penat kot gak arini.

Entah kenapa tiap kali aku kuar dari SI nie, teringin sangat jumpe orang melayu, nie kuar jer dari SI terus balik rumah and jumpe Kumar and Clark ( cewah). Tu-leh tapi di sebabkan aku nie kene/terpaksa/terpaksa-memaksa diri utk belajar haruslah aku duk kat dalam rumah, paling kurang mengadu domba dgn paan , present history dengan mamat tuh, untung2 dapat tutorial pendek. Haahahaha , kepada siti , turn ko akan tibe, present hx over the fon mlm2. Sri/Abe pon , ko jagalah bile aku rotation medicine/paeds nti. wakakakakakakaka!. Insyallah, kalu disebut 40 kali , aku surgery dah honors, hmmm obgyn dah honors, medicine dah honors, paeds pon honors,, insyalah!

wkakakakakakakakakakakakakakka ( ketawe yang teramat sangat EVEL)!!!!!!!!!

well , wokeylah , nanti aku tulis lagi, nak gi tutorial nie, chow-miow!

Drenching Nightsweats

Hehe...U guys must be wondering about the title huh? I've caught fever for the past 2 days...Last nite, I thought I was dreaming but I was actually literally dripping with sweat. It felt like I was sleeping in a sauna room or something! It's really horrible having to get up from the sick-bed just to go to the student's clinic to obtain an mc. It's med.cert this time around and not master of ceremony anymore. i think the fever was from the dental treatment I undergone 3 days ago. Just for a simple dental filling. Did a dental impression too for a double-crown. Never realized that 4 years of capital institutionalization in Ireland had caused this much harm to my oral health. They're gonna pull out the unerupted canine tooth as well and make me wear braces! God help me! Now, I'm really not gonna look like my real biological age!

Hehe...I was quite surprised to see our latest entry from our beloved Leia. Very much anticipated and long-awaited indeed! It was actually(believe it or not) my first time ever, reading her beautiful English literature capabilities. It really sounded like one of those paragraphs that comes out from novels. You should write one too Leia!

Comelnye Natrah!!! So cute! Uncle Syaz tak dapat nak cium...jauh sangat. Thanks to Paan for posting the debut photo of Natrah in the blog. Can't help thinking that i've been spending quite a lot of time with Seri during her 9 months of pregnancy with Natrah and unfortunately could only spend a few days of her arrival in this world before my departure...

This morning after my eventful drenching nitesweats, SitiK called. So sorry Siti, was not in my best-self...was not mentally competent. InsyaAllah, the first horrendous trimester will be over...plenty of rest and food too ok? Wish that I could be there to cook you anything you want!

Wah...today i was quite busy. Ema called earlier. Felt so appreciated today:) Thank you everybody. Keep it up. By the way, she was complaning of you, MAS!

MAS!MAS!MAS!WHERE ARE YOU MAS!DAH MAKAN BELUM MAS?!

Gonna pen-off now. Getting sleepy now. Take care everybody!

I practically never submitted an entry in the blog, did i? pure laziness, i suppose. Am currently bored out of my skull and thought i might as well bore u guys with my latest endeavours before i get under my sheets and lull off to dreamland. Oh before that i'd like to say to Syaz tersayang, i havent forgotten u sweetie, but u know how lousy i am in keeping in touch! Honza and i will give u a ring over the weekend 'kay?



Letsee...what to talk about... maybe my trip to my husband's hometown? not my first, been there twice before we were married, met his parents, but never as his wife, which, let me tell u, makes a huge difference in my self-confidence!
So, off to Brno, Czech Republic i went on the week before last. The weather was a stark difference to almost-autumn ireland. The sun was still shining in its glory, the temp was still in the high 20's. Stayed at Panda's, in H's old room when he was living with Panda. We visited my mom-in-law almost everyday, which was nice, honestly! hehe, cuz- even though i still can't have a full decent conversation with her without using H as an interpreter- i feel so much more familiar and comfortable with her presence now. It's also my first time meeting H's youngest bro Tomas, who's really nice but kinda on the quiet side and obviously the apple of his brother's eyes!
One thing i regret is not taking pictures at Bohutice(pronounced bow-hoo-tchit-say, wpuld u believe it). it's H's dad hometown, out in the countryside, we went to what is considered the family's summer house now, but was actually the home of H's late paternal grandparents. the house has such a unique design which i like, but could use some sprucing up. There is a huge land in the back with nectarine, pear and apple trees (the apples are abundant and absolutely delicious!) and also grapevines (the grapes are divine too!) crawling across the fences. There is a small patch of land with tomatoes and peppers grown too. i kept thinking of Syaz and Sri and how they would absolutely enjoy this place. H and Tom did some manly job of cutting the grass in the land hehe, while i went round lazily barefoot plucking apples and grapes into a basket( well to be honest, half of my workload ended up in my mouth). Then the boys did a bit of slacklining where at one point Tom had an unfortunate accident involving the slackline and his family jewels hehehehe....then we packed up and to the train back into the city.
When H mentioned one night that we would be going to the pub to meet up with his friends, i groaned inwardly, as i imagine this noisy packed smoky irish-like pub.
to my delightful surprise a pub here is almost like a cafe..well it probably is too coz they do serve coffee. and the coffee they serve here are truly gourmet, there r probably 6 different types of espresso!,and all priced under 2euros! We sat round a table under an umbrella outside the pub, and i got to know H's friends better than the last time i met them.
we went to see H's dad one afternoon where i cooked lunch and we looked through old albums, as old as when H's dad was 5!
On the last night of my trip to Brno, we went to a BBQ at on of H's friend's. They were so sweet to buy a brand new grill, the bbq was pork-free, and Panda grilled some fish for us which were perfect!
hahahaha...i'd like to write more, but damn this is long! i need to sleep, so kore next time round!!! nitey nite!

Nattie making her debut!

at last it worked!!! this is the 5th times and perseverance do pay off at the end. well i bet lots of people been wondering when Natrah will make her photo debut in our blog. unlike her forever infamous brother afiq who by the way had hundreds of pictures featured here she has none. i guess it's time for her to catch up. since her parents probably busy enough juggling their works and raising these 2 kids who i doubt having any extra time to spend in front of the computer so i took the liberty to post up Nattie most recent photo taken only yesterday in the arms of her opah at the airport before she left for Malaysia. so those guys at home in particular here goes, Alynna Natrah.......

ain't she a cutie!!!!!

damn now i can't sleep

It’s almost 3 am but my eyes are still wide open as if it were 1 o’clock in the afternoon. Probably the delayed caffeine effect from a cup of coffee I had earlier at Leia’s maybe about 5 hours ago. Perhaps I might have caught Ema’s insomnia bug. I couldn’t wait to get home on the way back from a weekend in Cork yet again just to be rushing to my bed, quite to my surprise I just couldn’t bring my eyes to sleep when I was home. So here I am, blogging, to tell you the truth I have no idea what I want to write at this very moment, nevertheless I just let my thought flowing without forcing too much looking for stuff to talk about.

I did some work last week, finally for a change. I really liked it, the place, the bosses and the environment despite a little painful experience I encountered with one the colleagues. It amazed me how some people who I met throughout my 28 years of living had really terrible attitudes and temperaments that left me wishing how I would like to never meet these people in the first place and to never ever meet them in the future. Well I guess there always going to be people like this anywhere. I’m talking about people who are manipulative, dishonest, rude, inconsiderate and selfish. Those with virtues the complete opposite to these unfortunately always end up as the victims. Since it’s a team effort, the defects somehow blinded by the good outcomes owing to extra hard work by the good team members compensating the incompetent ones. How I loathe to this, the injustice and unfairness of it all. To our bosses’ eyes everything is in order. The baddies got away and still manage to get a job in the next job cycle. What else can I do? How I wish these people would just make a mistake and learn their lessons. I don’t want to get into any details as to what should happen to these people but just so you know I’m really bitter and really furious over this. To hell with them.

Anyway I managed to grab some perspectives after getting a little bit worked up over this matter. The week flew rather swiftly and next thing I know people were all being nice and saying goodbyes to me. That’s nice, ain’t got no complaint about that. At the same time I just realized this week in particular that how I miss my job. I keep giving out that I hate this profession I landed myself on but truth is when I asked myself what else would I like to do, I simply cannot find the answer. As to whether I’d be happy doing something else again who knows? Maybe I would or maybe I wouldn’t. Would I risk everything to find the answer to these questions, I don’t think I would be that courageous or have the guts to venture into something uncertain like that. Risky business indeed. Perhaps I have been so tuned into medicine since you know, 6 years of medical school and the subsequent 4 years into the job surrounded by no one else but medical colleagues I have become like institutionalized inmates for being in prison for too long that would have trouble even to imagine how their lives would be outside the walls. I guess I’m destined for this. I’m too far ahead to go back and kind of too late to start anew. Looks like I’m going to be here for quite some time and I’d better make the most of it. I just hope there’ll be light at the end of this really long tunnel.
I came to Cork on last Saturday just passed, since Sri’s mom was leaving for home on Sunday I guess I’d better make an appearance after all I had been to the house one too often that I started to feel like she is apart of the gang and I can’t let her go home without saying goodbye. We had the usual feast on that night, the dishes were fantastic and although there were sushis and other Japanese cuisines on the menu it still the rice and ayam masak merah with kari kepala ikan I was after. Malay foods are the best!!!! Nothing much out of the ordinary happened over the next day, we went to the airport and Mahon Point after that. Whilst the others shopping, the Frantas, Mas and me went to watch The Night Listener at the movies. It was borderline between crap and just ok movie. I like Toni Collette and I always find her as such a good actress, she was good in this. I was hoping for something big for its finish but the end made the movie rather flat and bleak. Nonetheless the storyline was interesting. I came home later which was only a few hours ago. I’m feeling tired which is quite unusual for me considering the magnitude of the activities I’ve done over the past days, usually it takes more to make me feel beat like this but still I couldn’t sleep. I guess I’d better leave it here and hopefully not too long from now I would be dreaming like everyone else at this hour.

Gambar

awwwww.......

pakcik jual nasi lemak

bee hives

aqilah and the bee

afiq in dingle

emma asked me to take this photo for paan

makan mangga at R&R sungai perak

veranda apartment

Ina

atas katil

posing for the camera

the grooms side

makan ikan pari bakar

on the way to penang ( stop at R&R)

i wasn't sure, was it a bomb or tersesat?

finally emma made her way across london bridge

jumpe Queeny

Greetings from Kube Keghie:)

Assalamualaikum everybody!!!


Sorry, it’s been a while since I last posted my entry in the blog. Been quite busy in Kubang Kerian. Starting today for 3 days, the university held campus’s expo-suppose to be the event of the year. Guess what? You guys are sooo not gonna believe this! I’m going to be the MC for the closing ceremony this Saturday. So nerve-wrecking! I thought at first, coming to USM, gonna keep a low-profile. Looked like it’s the other way around! I suppose, in a way, it’s good that I kept myself busy with activities. If not, I’ll just be lying down in my room, dreading my ill-luck, stranded in the middle of nowhere, with all my DEAR FRIENDS so far away…I MISS YOU GUYS SOOO MUCH!!!It’s killing me inside…don’t know when we’re gonna meet again? I wonder how Afiq and Natrah looks like now? Sri and her new busy career woman life.

Hey, I heard Siti’s pregnant? Now that Syaz and Ema’s gone, she decided to get herself pregnant by Mosh! Haha!!!Sorry, just kiddingJ congratulations Siti and Mosh. So sad that I couldn’t be there when the time comes…now, we’ll just wait for leia’s turn..heheJ

LEIA!!!!how come news from you are so scarce? Practically non-existent…looks like marriage life really agrees with you girl! Keepin’ yourself busy? Last I heard, you’re in Chech Republic? Calling here and there waking people up with the latest update from Bikroy. Wow, Bikroy even called me! I was in Pasir Mas doing my community research project. Really busy, really scorching hot, sweating like mad, mental and physical exhaustion to tell you the truth! I’m the leader of my group. One group for a Mukim (Mukim Kubang Gatal haha!). one mukim has got 11 kampungs. Altogether, 900 houses. Gotta tag all houses, do random sampling of 120 houses and survey (questionnaire) each occupant in the houses.Aiyoo!!Can go crazy like this maa…We have to do 4 residencies in 2 years.

Yesterday was my sister’s (kakcik) birthday. Poor kakcik, everybody was too busy with catering. Nobody wished her happy birthday. Originally, I planned to return to Kajang, but couldn’t make it since I have all these responsibilities here. Will celebrate her birthday next week. HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAKCIK!

PAAN, why you didn’t call back laaa yesterday? Could only talk for 10 minutes with you. That’s out-of-this-world when it comes to chatting with paan. Sorry paan, the rehearsal took forever last nite, finished at 1 am!Aiyoo…my voice is hoarse already.

Mmm…I heard from Paan, Ema is in HUSM. Please send my regard to your lovely family ok Ema, if you’re reading this. Do call me if you have the time. Just to say hello. (well, it’s only normal that my friends has to call me because I have no credit, haha!)

MAS! MAS! MAS! What’s the news MAS? You must be so god damn busy now! Goin’ crazy? Not Yet? It’s ok..it will be over soon, then comes the real world for you. Then, I hope you won’t be too busy to keep in touch. My dear friend…study hard ok?

Oh no, it’s raining outside! Haven’t showered yet, haven’t prayed yet. Gonna be late for opening ceremony of expo. Higher education minister’s gonna be the vvip. Aiyooo…you guys wouldn’t believe the lengthy protocols that’s needed to be followed for these army of vvip’s. I’m learning…I’m learning…

Till the next…MISS YOU GUYS SOOOO MUCH!!!!!

after london and another goodbye

Yip, I finally managed to get my entry posted in this blog, I mean the London trip entry. You had no idea how painful it was when you typed everything and uploaded some pictures just to find out it all gone in a split second after you hit the publish entry icon due to some stupid server gone wacko again
“that’s it! I had enough with this crap” so I said to myself and simply turn off the computer, sulking. It’s funny though that later that day I saw my computer sat on the bed in it’s off state and I had this feeling as if it called me to blog again. As usual not having any strong willpower I gave in and blogged again. Human, never learns the lesson.

After coming back from London, to my beloved cassa and bed, how glad I was to finally be at home again. Nevertheless I missed the fun and the hectic moments we had. If London was alcohol I would’ve been ventilated in ICU for the worst DT. Yeah it was that bad. Not that I appreciate the calmness and silence after all the hustle and bustle Ema and Mas had caused, as well as London, the city that seem to never has its rest. I craved for company. Boy I swear I could hear voices in the house, ain’t a good sign at all. Thought I was going ga-ga but turned out it was my next door neighbour had a little party next door. Phew! What a relief.

Mas has gone back for the next 2 months at least and the fact that Ema would follow suit in a few weeks only this time she won’t be coming back made me realized how things would completely change. With the thought I decided it would be better for me to spend some time down in Cork besides I got no job lined up for me anyway. I came to Cork and stayed there for almost 10 days I think, the details a bit blurry to me. Felt like everyday was Sunday, I lodged at Uncle and Agee’s, E and Ariri’s, Abe and Sri’s as well as CT and Mosh’s houses, not in that order by the way. It was more fun as it turned out that E was on her a week break and so did CT the week after that. We got to spend time together and helped out Ema packed her stuff. Not that I helped a lot since she got everything covered according to her but as you probably have known, Ema. Something bound to happen. I was right, when we were in the movies to see Cars, the animated movie, she just realized that it was Wednesday and she had one more day left before all her stuff would be collected for shipping. All along she thought it was Tuesday and she hadn’t completely packed everything. Poor girl she didn’t go anywhere the next day tried to get things done and eventually she did with a little help from us.

The weekend before that, we had Afiq’s second birthday celebration. This year his turning 2 was a bit earlier than usual owing to Ema’s departure the weekend after. Lia and Honza left on the same day as Ema for their wedding reception at home, another reason to push the party earlier while important people were still around. We had so many parties in the past months and this one was no different. Lots of foods and familiar faces and kids only this time there were too many kids around. Gosh they were everywhere, scared to move around with fear I might step over them. Well it wasn’t that bad at all but it was bad when they start crying. That was the time I was really, really glad that I have no kids of my own, don’t get me wrong I love kids but not so much when they were too many of them around and turn into these mischievous and can’t-stay-still-for –a- second kinda rascal creatures. nevertheless they were the essence of that party. The birthday boy was tired and sleepy when it came to blowing his candles, other kids were happy enough to take his place instead. During the presents opening later that afternoon, it seemed like the adults were more excited than afiq himself especially Lia J admit it! Well I too was excited probably for lack of this kinda stuff when I was a kid myself. the fact that afiq preferred The Incredibles DVD which was my gift by the way had made my day.


On the very same evening we threw a little farewell party for Ema, another surprise farewell party. Yeah she seemed surprised alright and I could see some tears welled from some eyes just that they weren’t mine. There were a lot of silence I noticed. I felt like it was yesterday we were at the very same spot preparing for our goodbyes to Syaz. This time another farewell to one person that fairly to say had been the centre in a lot of our conversations, not all of them bad most of them entertaining J as well as the glue that keep us together in most occasions. This is true as I feel after she left, Cork suddenly a little bare of fun. The thing is that the most lively persons to me in Cork were gone, yes they are Syaz and Ema. It was ironic how fate made them both leaving us in such a short time in between them that I felt like they left at the same time. I for once haven’t recovered from the first grieving and now I have another one waiting in line. Life can be really cruel sometime. Well that just me being selfish. Life goes on, we meet, we befriend, we laugh, we cry then we apart. A typical cycle in life, so I kept telling myself.


In exactly a week after that, pretty much the same faces as in the week before at the party came together at the airport to bid our farewell to Ema. Thankfully Lia and Honza were on the same plane as her which certainly helped the situation. At least she had company all the way home. Honestly it déjà vu all over again to me. I was sad, yes losing a close friend who isn’t? Besides this wasn’t the end of everything, with the advent of communication technology, we run out of excuses not to keep in touch unless of course you run out call credit or internet server is down. Watching them left made me anxious for my turn to step over the threshold to the departure lounge. What would I feel knowing that I have a one way ticket in my hand, after a decade of living my life away from home and now I’m coming back for good. It scary as it is exciting. New life, new beginning, gosh I can’t wait. Until then I hope the guys that preceded me found the better life than here and I can’t wait to meet them and hang out again like old times.

Si COMEL dah beranak

Pengumuman.. kucing aku Si COmel dah beranak 30-Aug-2006


Tengoklah gambar sebelah ni... tension aku dia beranak dalam toilet kat bawah.... atas carpet pulak tu....!!!!!

Ni citenya.... aku dah check tengok kat website yang kata kucing bunting 60 - 70 hari, so aku agak-agaklah maybe last week dia beranak. So aku preparelah tempat untuk dia beranak, 2 tempat laginya... siap dengan kotak, paper + kain gitu....

Pastu Monday malam (29Aug) tu dia mcam tak keruan... aku biasalah still kat depan komputer then bini aku kat depan tv... tetiba je aku dengar macam bunyi anak kucing.... aku dah agak dah sah Comel beranak kat bawah ni... intai2 nasib baiklah tak beranak kat ruang tamu (memang tempat tu dia takut pun nak masuk)... tapi kat dalam toilet atas carpet... hishhhhhh!!!! geram gak aku, dah elok2 aku prepare tempat untuk dia... kat atas carpet gak dia beranak...

Tapi yang bestnya dalam pukul 1 pagi (30Aug), kitaorg nak naik tidur. Masa tu baru 2 ekor yang keluar... lama gak progress dia... first yang keluar tu dalam pukul 10 lebih kot... kitaorg bangun pagi esok nya tengok2 WOW ..... 7 ekor.... tak pernah aku tengok kucing beranak lebih dari 6 ekor... tapi 2 ekor tu dah keras (mampus...) so yang hidup just 5 ekor, then adalak 2 kantong yang dalam nya pun dah cukup sifat kitten (maybe yang tu tak develop ngan sempurna kot)... cuba korang kira kalau lah semua nya selamat hidup... 5 + 2+ 2 = 9 ekor.... dashyat nya!!!

Ni gambar Comel beranak lagi kat dalam fotopages aku : http://desaputra.fotopages.com

(tapi sape yang geli nak tengok kucing mampus baik tak yah tengok....)

Nilah cite si COMEL aku.....

'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!