Dattebayo!

It was 2 weeks ago when I was literally forced to watch this apparently popular anime by my housemate. Frankly I wasn’t in the mood to watch anything at all, I was too angry and upset with myself the way I did in the viva. After I saw my life just crumbled down into nothingness right before my eyes a second after I heard the first question in anatomy station, how could I have any interest in watching cartoon, any cartoon for that matter. But to my mate insistence he politely shuffled himself closer and closer to the dvd player. Pressed the open button and the cd tray slid out. He put on the homemade dvd and pressed the button to shut it. Then he switched the scart adaptor that connected to the dvd. He did this all rather slowly and without looking at me. He knew much to my dismay I wouldn’t get up from the ever so comfy couch of mine, he was so sure that I was too depressed to stop him. There he was clicking the AV button on the tv remote and that was it, I was hooked.

I know that this anime has been around for god knows how long. Never had any interest in it. I remember my younger brother at some points a few years ago was obsessed with it and this was all he kept talking about. He wanted me to take a peep at it but no way, was my answer. I felt like the show was a bit too childish. Then there were a few of my friends who would rather spend the weekends in front of the laptop catching up on the show, hmmm I guess that seemed a bit extreme. Little that I know I am no different to those guys, that I had underestimated them all and surely I underestimated the show too. I am officially a NARUTO fan, a big fan I may add.

I hate to admit it I caught the bug big time and way too late than others. Good for me that my housemate has all the episodes on CDs and that was what I’ve been doing the past week. Naruto episodes, one after another. I become obsessed with it and I swear I can now differentiate the different syllables in nihonggo. I know this might sound a bit too much but this show has so many levels, humors, drama, actions and some good values too. Determination, ambitions, persistence, passion to name a few. I guess I probably looked too much into it for a cartoon but that’s how I feel about it. It’s fun to watch and the stories are quite well told too. The suspense and thrills felt are as real as the non-animated movies. Gosh, how could I miss this?!

Some people find the main character is a bit too annoying while I on the other hand find him very adorable. Naruto is a cute lovable kid, reminds me of my youngest brother. The enthusiasm, the mischief and the energy that he has. What he lacks in knowledges he compensates it in courage and his spirit. Starting out as a lone orphan he made a beautiful and meaningful life his way out of nothing. Never gives up, very strong person indeed. Very inspiring. Anyway I guess that’s enough for my elaborate thought on this anime. The new naruto shipudeen is out and can’t wait for it. I’m anxious on how the story will turn out. gosh never thought I would say that. By the way as the day get closer, I can’t wait that finally I’m coming home............

DATTEBAYO!!!!!

It's been a while...

Tup,tap,tup,tap...it's been 9 months since I left Cork for good June 2006. Could barely remember the smell of Cork...my hometown. Really felt bad 4 it.

As u guys know, i'm not really the couldn't-stop-rambling kind of guy. Am really wrecking my brain tryin' to spill out some ideas here!

Allright, firstly, HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAS IRFAN JAYA MAHAMOOTH! Really wish that i could do something 4 ur b'day...at least bake u a cake. U must be torturing urself like hell this year huh? I wonder...

Last night, ema told me Seri's coming back to M'sia next week? REALLY?? Hey, Seri, if ur comin' to Kota Bharu, let me know ok? i'm not on holiday yet, so, i'll just pray that u'll be comin'...nak tgk afiq dan nattie! Kita kuar gi 'make-make deh' (loghat kelate).

Heeheee!!Paan, is it true? Ur comin' back 28th March? My holiday would be exactly one month after that. We must make plans to meet up then..Me , ema and you. Maybe leia would b here too? We’ll make a small reunion. We’ll let Ema drive us in her Vios, hehe…she’s the expert now, tak sesat punye,heeheee…tapi kalau dia ngan aku je sesat gak, heeeheeee!!habis satu KL kami pusing!! Hey, Ema, I’ll visit u in Bentong ok during my holiday..U must make some cekodok pisang and coffee too. Maybe karipap pusing too. Maybe I can bake a cake with ur mum too, hehe…tambah berkenan nanti mak kau kat aku..dahla hensem, pandai masak plak tu!Wahaahaa!!

Gonna change to topic now. About my recent adventure. I went jungle-trekking before Chinese new year break. It was awesome. I bet Honza would love the adventure. It was a 16 miles trek. (eh betul ke eja trek ni! Ke track? Wuteva la..). we went in small groups. The scenery was quite breath taking! I was feeling quite nervous at first of the possible encounter with cold blooded reptilians especially snakes and crocs! Not to mention, leeches and pacats! Eeuuuu! Scary man! Fortunately, did not witness a single one. I was attacked by a swarm of tree ants though. It was quite horrible. Sting here and there!At that time, we were climbing a hill ( it was more than 45 degree steep!) and I stopped to snap a pic. Got attacked while POSING MAUT gitu! Haha!! Aiyooo, the hill was quite scary, dark and scary! Well, we went through sawah padi yang banyak gilerr all the way. There’s also its rival, the famous tobacco plantations of Kelantan! Can be seen anywhere and everywhere! It looked like spinach only larger. Did manage to snap one leaf and stick it in my pocket. It ended up dark, damp and wilted later on after being soaked in the swamp ( which is the best part and the most gruesome part of the journey!). Then we passed by a fishermen’s village. It stink of fish (well, what do you expect?) It’s not at all like what I expected, they did quite well for themselves. Well, to tell u the truth, these Kelantanese people…many of them are quite rich folks. Hidden in the jungle…in small villages..by the river…HUGE MANSIONS!! These people own hectares of plantation fields, dozens of lorries and tractors. I learnt that fact especially during my communities and family case studies programmes in Pasir Puteh.

Oh yeah, back to the journey…the last part was the SWAMP! I followed the last group, so by the time we reached the swamp, it was already pass noon and the tide was already up to my chest! Can you amagine my horror? Man..i’m not made up for that kind of thing! Air paya tu berselut hitam! Couldn’t discern a thing in there! God knows the creatures lurking underneath!Tak nak aku fakir! Well, believe it or not, I was really caught in the moment, wasn’t really thinking of all those things. Just jumped in and dragged my feet. Maybe I was too tired and just wanted the ordeal to be over with.

Done with the jungle trekking. Anyway, it was a great weekend spent. Actually, it was a camping weekend organized by ‘us’ second year’s who’s involved with ‘BigSib’ or big sibling. It’s under Ko-k and is compulsory for second year’s. we get to choose between BigSib, Askar Wataniah and Jabatan Pertahanan Awam JPA 3. Well, could you ever picture me joining the Askar Wataniah or JPA3? Just not me! Haha!Anyway, they also get to do awesome things like learning to use the firearm and being thrown in an island and left there to survive! I like the adventure part, I just don’t want to participate in the kawad! That’s just a NO, NO! oh yeah, the camping, well, only first year boys had to sleep in the tent, the girls in dorms. Since boys BigSib were so scarce, we got the chalets! With air-conditioning and nice bathrooms! Just so u know, my real friends are all first years. Berbulu je diorang tgk aku duduk chalet! Oh yeah, one more thing. Can u believe that they gave me the most unreasonable (if only they knew) position of all? Exco kerohanian dan kebajikan! Good god! Well, I did my job anyway. Woke up from my nice and cool snooze at 4.30 a.m to wake everybody up for subuh prayer( it was just a snooze that I could afford for the whole weekend). I did used the haler (cerobong pembesar suara tu). Eeeiii…gelak besar aku dalam hati. Macam tak percaya aku bleh buat keje cam tu!! Well, keje kebajikan tu okla, make sure everybody ate and healthy. Oh yeah, make sure there’s water supply! Aiyoo…there wasn’t water supply for those poor kids on the second day! My job anyway was simple, just inform and make sure the management fix the problem. Nothing I couldn’t handle.

Dahla, tu my fingers are tired already. Am feeling the hunger pang now. Gonna go and buy nasi for dinner. Adios amigos..astalavista babeess!

what a change a year make

this would be my first entry for this year, 2007 and it's february already. time flies, really quickly and i find it hard to catch up sometimes. yesterday i was on the phone to my parents when i found out that yesterday was thursday instead of wednesday which i thought it was all day long. i felt like i lost a day and as the big day approaching fast every morning i wake up with palpitation. it isn't an exaggeration i swear to god.

so for the past few weeks i have been a nocturnal creature. i didn't know how it happen and how it started but no matter what my eyes are wide awake at 3 am every morning and usually the lids begin to feel heavier at 6 am and maybe at 7 i would be sailing in deep REM sleep. tonight wasn't an exception and since my brain couldn't stand at the sight of Henderson-Hasselbach equation for acid base balance i figured why not, lets do something with this dying site. that's the thing, i'm beginning to think that aging actually started to take its toll on me. it was so frustrating that it takes longer for me to understand stuff i've learnt before not too distant past ago and even then to retain new memories which was like a second nature to me when i was young-er feel like such an effort and that isn't guaranteed to stick in my tiny brain a few hours later. what's up with that! i know this might sound a bit bad but i hope my friends out there especially those who were part of this blog share the same predicament, don't wanna be the odd one out, hahahahaha. it's not a "bit" bad, that actually is terrible and appaling. can't believe i said that.

the other day i was just thinking this time last year, i spent most of time in Cork. those good old days. chilling out just having fun with those crowd. i did enjoy it very much. but today it is a complete reversal of situation. it is completely different and empty. as most of the guys over there scattered all over the world now finding their ways in life. things are not like it used to be. i know that we shouldn't dwell in the past but you can't help missing those moments. where laughter were the essence of our congregation, in the expense of a few of our friends' miseries of course and they liked it anyway. i'm kidding. you know what i mean. if you ask everyone or yourself i'm sure there are no happy days like it was before, sure there are plenty happier days but somehow not quite like they were used to be. maybe i'm the only one who feel this way coz admittedly my life here sucks and god knows how desperately i wish i was home right now.

hmmm nothing on tv at this hour, no new news on the news channels, there were teleshopping shows in most of music and cartoon channels. never thought having full sky package with more than 100 channels can feel like a waste. the most annoying thing is i still don't feel sleepy!!! god maybe i should try some temazepam or something.

bored to death

its 830pm, my butt/bontot/boings/posteria/gluts super compressed that i'm convinced that it will never gain it natural elastisity anymore, the thought of my butt loosing its perky-ness over vaginal issues really gave me a fright, took hold of the car keys, and drove straight to the place i know most ( other than 32 riverview, rumah Sri,CUH Kafe) TESCOs. (tak tgk kiri kanan dah)

I guess strolling down the each and every aisle is soooooooo therapeutic.....met a few junior malays, gave them the "ohhh-aku final med-to busy to know-u" look, in which i think they replied my gesture by giving me the "ohhh-tuh budak perasan doctor-sbb dia kawan dgn doctor je-padahal baru student je"look - padan muka aku.

Now back with a bunch of chocolate BAGS, i dont know wat to blog about ...... hilang akal orang kata.

i guess i'll leave for now, nanti aku blog lagi lepas abes exam pasal puhkee nie......

Xmas 2006

as usual, i come here to bitch. even i got nothing to bitch about nevertheless i just feel like it especially now. well it's christmas today and the whole country pretty much like a scene of town you see in silent hill movie, quiet, dull and lifeless. i guess everyone is at home, savouring alcoholic drinks and enjoying the foods with the company of their families regardless those they love or not. i suppose on this kinda day you just be together put aside what the feelings they have toward each other. feud and disagreement are totally whole different stories and christmas is here to be enjoyed not spoiled. pretty much like hari raya. sound fun. where am i while all this fun going on? home and alone. well i chose to stay at home this weekend although i did say i would go out somewhere and do something to make the most of my day off but when i got home last friday night somehow there was some invisible force like magnetic field that kept me grounded in my house.


god how i love to be home at last. my own room, my own space, my own bed and my own coffee machine. i missed them i know it's kinda sad just to say that and make it sound like those are real living people but reality are those just inanimate objects instead. nevertheless i guess that the fact i have been away for sometimes made me realize how i treasure the luxury of having my own comfort zone. hell i can walk around naked if i wanted too. i woke up late on saturday and it's nice to wake up without alarm clock screaming in your ear at 6 o'clock like it was this past 2 weeks. lay on my bed still covered by the duvet up to my neck thinking when should i get up and leave this warm little atmosphere inside the sheet. i kept lying tossing and turning on the wide double bed enjoying what i've been missing all the while smiling to the comfort i felt. argh, i can do this all day. unfortunately my empty stomach started to yell the churning sound demanding to be stuffed. and the timing couldn't get any better when siti texted inviting me over to her place as she just finished cooking nasi lemak. nasi lemak!! wo, i love my bed and sleep but no way i was going to pass that. i love nasi lemak and my mouth just flooded with my spit as i typed this. i got up and finally made it to siti's a little over two hours later. well i had to make a cup of coffee for myself after getting up which is a daily ritual for me and as i was ready to have my shower i found out that the boiler was indeed turned off so i had to wait for almost 30 minutes for the water to be at perfect temperature for me to shower, don't ask i am that anal. that's why it took a bit longer for me to get to siti's besides town was mad and packed with people who were doing their last minute shopping and that doubled the length of time needed to me to get to siti's . anyway i made it and fullamak the nasi lemak was awesome! loved it, loved it and loved it! way to go siti! we talked and hung out over a couple rounds of coffee which i bought from insomnia. great coffee i must say. we saw a movie "brick" i rented from extravision, it was okay, kinda slow but the story is good. about drugs and teenagers and all the troubles they caused. how did they manage to go through high school with these kinda problems are beyond me, if indeed they happen but then again i'm not surprised if they did happen. at that age i was still struggling with the academics without all these extracurricular stuff. frankly didn't have time to think about it all, well i was a nerd, maybe it happened but i was too oblivious to even notice it. i went home a little after 12 because i was so sleepy and tired for some reasons even though i was still in bed less than 10 hours before that. guess the residual exhaustion from the previous weeks started to catch up on me. i went straight to bed and slept like a baby as soon as i lay my head on the pillow.


nothing much on sunday. meant to go to cork but i was too lazy to leave the house besides i woke up late again and the day almost over so i decided to just chill out at home tidy my place. then comes today and the whole day i've been dreading for these coming week. i'll be working tomorrow and on call then another call on friday then on sunday the 31st, supposedly the busiest day for business in my field. thank god i'm finishing in the morning of january 1st and god knows how impatient i am now to get there. can hardly wait! urghhhh i hate this moment and i hate this week already. hope tomorrow will be easy and so will the next day and the next day till sunday. wishful thinking!

hmm......(sigh)

I started to get used to getting around this place. Although it only has been less than a week I have to be extremely quick at adapting to what’s going on around me. I guess that’s the only way for me to survive this mediocre existence. Living out of a suitcase like this frankly is a very exhausting life and even more depressing. Oh god! You have no idea how miserable my life is right now. Completely alone in a place that is alien to me with none of the faces you meet seem remotely familiar. To make matter worse the job that I’m doing right now is not something that I fond of, in fact the one I’d wished I didn’t get at all. I remember last Tuesday when I got the text about the job, I was thinking sure I can just answer perhaps they wouldn’t even pick me all the while hoping that other people might answer to the advertisement and got chosen. After I hung up with the agency it occurred to me what am I gonna do if they do want me to fill in the job? Shit! I shouldn’t have called them in the first place to tell them I was interested. A few hours later my cell rang and medical admin office was on the other end of the line. Damn! Damn! Damn! I had to honour my words, told them I was going to come then there was nothing to be said but to pack my stuff. In about 2 hours after the call I received I was on the road dreading about the next few weeks ahead of me and keep wishing I hadn’t pick up my phone and answer that ad. I don’t like to think of myself as a stupid person but most of the time you have no idea what a complete idiot I am, really! Got my life to prove it. Anyway a week has gone and 2 more weeks left with 4 on-calls waiting in line. I just have to ignore inner cry and suffering and just look up to the finishing line. Thank god I will be off for Christmas and god knows how I’m going to make most of it!

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Yeah they share the same alpha globulin but deferred in their beta globulin… huh? … You know the Thyroid Stimulating Hormone (TSH) and the Beta HCG… so?... well severe hypothyroidism can cause excessive emesis… so?.... in sudden surge of BHCG it can mimic that effect, causing hyperemesis . So the chosen 1% of BHCG positive (ie pregnant woman) can experience the excessive nausea and vomiting from the surge of this hormone until it plateau around (and I mean around the clock!) after first trimester (yeah right!!!!), or 14 weeks, or 18 weeks, OR the whole 40 weeks of pregnancy (wuuhoooo just the thing I wanna know!)

This is my ever so scarce literature contribution in this space. But I actually do have a lot to tell. Im sure most of you knew, that I was ‘out-of-commission’ for 7 weeks. Half of that time spent in front of either a sink or a toilet bowl throwing my empty guts out. Ohh yes, and include a full week hours being admitted as a patient in my place of work. Hugely embarrassing! Now all my colleagues, from the consultants to the porters and security guys are in the know. Well it turns out kinda sweet coz I notice people are gallantly nicer at work (including the midwives hehehe).

Alhamdulillah menjelang hari raya, aku beransur pulih ( sikit jer) tapi bulehlah dgn pertolongan Mas Irfan Jaya (pelajar tahun akhir di Cork) aku buat ketupat palas (thank you ibu/ayah), lodeh and kemas2 rumah. Nasiblah kawan2 aku yang baik hati semuanya buat pot luck datang rumah aku ( Sri buat kuah kacang yang kemudian aku spoilkan, sorrylah Sri, betul2 tak sengaja, Ajee/K toh buat rendang, Lia/Zarrie Anne/Wawa buat meehoon utk 50 org agaknya). Kira Aidilfitri 2006 aku bestlah juga walaupun dah start kerja balik. Taklah sedih sgt cam Paan, tapi aku dah puas sedih kot sebelum tu heheheheh.

The next weekend, I went to Limerick (takut juga ada projectile event dlm kereta, tapi alhamdulillah ok besides a few very dodgy moments). Hmm, I would really like to announce, aku first time main pool (kat rumah Fahd) and guess what? Aku menang! Tak percaya aku, takpalah pada sapa2 yg tak puas hati tu, nanti kita re-match ya! Excited aku pada suatu hari minggu yang indah tu, aku terjumpa sayur kangkung kat Asia Market Limerick! Ohhh bestnyer… terasa nak makan nasi lemak dgn sayur kangkung. Paan pun melayan aku pergi bershopping (sebab Paan pun dah lama tak makan nasi). Bertuah aku ngan Mosh dapat makan kat rumah Paan sambil tgk citer Mistress of Spice…..layann

I really want to use this space to thank Aji/Kak Toh/Uncle/SriAbe/Lia/Zarrie Anne/Ee/Ariri for all the cooking you guys did for me and Mosh during those trying times. Tak taulah aku nak makan apa kalau korang takda. Paan, Ema, Shaz and Mas… thank you for your supportive msgs and tolong2 aku. Im on the mend right now Alhamdulillah. Hopefully I’ll regain my appetite fully to regain the 7 kgs I lost (even in my crunchest diet I didn’t achieve that! Errrr aku pernah ke diet? Anyway…). AND of course to dearest Mosh, thank you for all the cooking, then holding my hair afterwards while my stomach rejected it, and for fixing a hot drink, for semi-forcing me to Erinville and generally being patient and supportive through the ordeal. #

Eid 2006……

Monday 23/10/06 0330hrs

“ala canggung, ala canggung la la la le la le” that was the alarm went off from my mobile phone that woke me up from my deep sleep. Urghhh! At this hour I would give up everything I’ve own just to keep myself in bed. I had to get up though, in 4 hours I had to be in Navan. I was cursing myself while heading towards the shower, thank god that I packed everything last night before going to bed. Got ready and had a bowl of crunchy nut cereal and a cup of coffee I finally made my way out to the car. I had a small thermos mug filled with Guatemalan Antigua coffee which beans I bought from starbuck’s at Cork airport a few days before ramadhan. This particular coffee behaves like a stimulant drug to me, I get all hyper and jittery which means in my case I get manic when I drink it, just what I need to keep me awake throughout the trip, gotta drink it before fasting starts though. I left my house at 0500 hrs, thinking hmm 3 hours that should be enough to get to the destination on time.

Monday 23/10/06 0630hrs

Traffic was pretty much bumper to bumper on this Naas-Dublin motorway at this hour. “ what the hell is going on?! It almost 7 o’clock for god’s sake!” I stuck in traffic, the sun wasn’t even rise yet and at least 40 km away from Navan and that how far it was from M50 motorway after the tollbooth. I was maybe 5-6 km away from M50 at the time and hardly moved an inch in the last 10 minutes. I started to get a bit irritable. Anxious that I was going to be late and anxious that my car would go overheated. Yes my car had been a bit strange in this past months, meant to get it checked out but for unknown reasons I never did, hmmmm, well the thing is if I stop for maybe 10 minutes with the engine running, the temperature scale hand would soar up to the highest point you know the reddest part of the scale. The “STOP” sign will light up and keep blinking like mad that every single time it happens I swear I could see the bonnet explodes and my life starts flashing before my eyes. Talking about being dramatic. I got really restless at this point the temperature hand just about to reach the forbidden zone. I prayed and kept on praying, the last thing I need was my car stall in this traffic jam. My scrub smelled like coffee I spilled earlier. The lid of that stupid mug wasn’t securely fit and most of the hot coffee ended up on my lap instead of my mouth. Damn! I knew it at that moment the next 24 hours of my life gonna be hell.

God knew how relief I was when I crossed the tollbooth in one piece and sped up to N3 route to Navan. I looked at the clock it was 10 minutes to 8 am. I was already late.

Monday 23/10/06 0810hrs

I guess I was about 15 km away from Navan when the traffic came to a halt, again?! This road should be empty at this hour as very few people were suppose to go inbound to Navan, it should be the other way around. What a luck! Turned out that there was an accident up ahead, shit! That would definitely go to my hospital and I was the surgical on-call, basically that was for me and I better get my ass over there before them.

I got to the hospital a little after 8:30 and headed straight to the dayward, thank god I wasn’t the only one who was late. So I carried on working as usual.

Monday 23/10/06 1115 hrs

My bleep went off and it was casualty, great! It started already. Rule of thumb if you were on-call and casualty started ringing you before 12 pm, you might as well just move in to casualty as you basically looking at a very long day and night. I never wrong at this. So yeah that road traffic accident (RTA) I told you guys earlier made it to the hospital. Surprisingly she was okay, oh yes it was a young woman in the car by herself thankfully, just a broken wrist a couple of cuts and graze here and there. She was so lucky, so I thought. I examined her, something not quite right with her tummy, managed to get an urgent ultrasound. She went straight to CT from ultrasound room, my suspicious was confirmed that she had liver laceration with intraperitoneal bleeding but she was stable. I knew it we had to transfer her to a bigger and better hospital with liver unit and I had to go with her. At that stage I had 3 people admitted already and time just turned 3 pm. It was a terrible day in general, the weather sucked and medical team had 3 heart attacks already when I got to A&E and again it wasn’t even 12 pm.

Monday 23/10/06 1900 hrs

After a quick drink and snack for fast breaking, I jumped on the back of the ambulance with the liver lady. We’re heading for a hospital in Dublin. It was quite a long ride considering all the sirens and the lights were on, we managed to get there despite a little lost along the way as none of the accompanying people been to this part of the hospital ironically and transferred the patient in one piece, phew! What a relief. We headed back to Navan. I hate ambulance ride, anti-emetic I took right before we left worked wonder otherwise I would be on the stretcher instead of the patient. We got back at about almost 11 pm. Went up to the wards did some jobs and finally lay down on the bed at about 1 am, only then I just realized it was eid.

I recited takbir, the touching and moving malaysian’s way of reciting takbir, not aloud just to myself, at that particular time I wish I was at home. I know I told some of my friends before that I didn’t really feel anything or anxious at all for the eid but at that moment how I wish I was with someone or some people at least I’m close to if it weren’t my family. Okay in another word I feel a bit lonely and kinda sad. Then I spent the whole night okay not the whole night but most of the night replying text messaging to everyone particularly those in Malaysia. I called my parents and god, it was good to hear their voices. I felt much better, much and much better!

Tuesday 24/10/06 0400hrs

I came down to casualty again, a couple more patients to see, I probably was asleep for about 30 minutes when the bleep went off, damn you bleep! As I was talking to one of the patients, my phone rang and it was my brother in his cheerful and happy voice wishing happy eid, actually he needed my grandmother’s house phone number, that cheeky lad. Luckily I was awake what if I was asleep? Sure I would get really cranky and give out to him regardless it was raya or not, the thing is I could never bring myself to that angry, cranky person and my brothers and sisters know it, that’s why it has been going on for as long as I’ve been here and will keep on happening I tell you, not that I never mention to them, they just don’t care I guess. I love them very much and that gives me the strength to put up with them.

Tuesday 24/10/06 0730hrs

I got up after a little snooze, I felt a little fresh and went to the shower. Prayed fajr and about 8 am I did my own eid prayer, I know I wouldn’t get a chance to do it as we had theatre today. It was such a long day and I was dying to get out of here, not that I got somewhere else to be but I just wanted to go to sleep. I left at last at 6:30 that evening, after a ward round that I came along half-heartedly. Checked in at the B&B and the rest the of the evening was a blur to me. Next thing I knew I woke up in my work clothes in the middle of the night and when I looked at my watch it was 3 am Wednesday morning. I went back to bed and just before that I wish myself “Selamat Hari Raya!”

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.