a little dash of SAB

Just felt like blogging after being contacted by my close SAB friend, Bakyah, and reading blogs from people I knew back then in high school. That makes it a dash of SAB. Heheh.

I've been single for almost 6-7 months now, and I know how my close friends are trying to get me to hook up again (probably because I express my anger at them now, instead of THE BF if I had one heheh ;p) but I didn't know it would get into extreme measures. Like my friend Bakyah, suddenly today she sent me an SMS out of the blue saying

" Fad, aku ada tersalah number dengan dis guy, bdk sains sukan U*** . Nak kenal?"

At the point I read the sms, I was like, yo babe, what is this all about? Trying to hook me up with some sport science guy ke Bak?? I know la I have a thing for hunky guys who usually are sportsmen, and the last guy I dated was taking sports science, tapi tak yah la sampai extreme macam ni doh.. tensi je aku. But I get she's trying to make me happy. I guess.


Then I've been reading my senior's blog and some junior's blog, it just seems to me how I've changed the way I blogged ever since I've started blogging in blogspot. Back then when I was still using friendster's blog, I was much, much, much more truthful, more open about issues I was dealing with rather than now, writing careful not to step on egg shells or something. I'll try my best to be truthful, yet at the same time try enhancing my command of english which is definitely deteriorating due to lack of writing in english nowadays.


By the way it is approximately 12.05am on 30th August 2007, a day before Merdeka, and I'm supposed to be half way asleep right now, because tomorrow I'll be going to Hospital Kajang for my medical posting. But somehow, maybe because of the neslo that I just drank about 10.30pm I'm still wide awake typing, and not studying like I intended to. Haha. Just didn't feel like reading that much I guess. But I've got to buck up because I haven't been reading the diseases that I'm supposed to, and all of the reading materials is making a mountain on the table, making me suffocate at the sight of it.


I think I'll be using the few days off due to the Merdeka to catch up on reading, at the same time resting and getting a fresh start when I'm back this coming monday. It has been a great week, being able to present a case to my supervisor, even though I wasn't really prepared, but I received a compliment that I was confident presenting it. (Haha, although the summary was tunggang terbalik just buat muka confident and speak in a confident tone sudah ;p) I'll work harder to present better in the future.


Thinking about it, I haven't really watch any movies ever since Harry Potter a few weeks back. Planning to watch a movie with Bakyah once she's back in KL from Melaka. Kalo tak dapat hangout pun boleh. Need my dose of hommie love, giving me the impression that I am being appreciated. Even though we don't meet everyday, at least i know a part of her beating heart beats remembering about me.(How jiwang was that??;p)


Getting off now. Gotta at least finish reading about my 2 patients in 7A who are having FSGS and HUS/TTP respectively. Those 2 patients make me have the will to go to the hospital at times when some nurse / sister just decides to pick on the medical students on some petty stuff they are not satisfied about, and where they just blow their heads off, screaming so loud that all the patients will wake up from their daily afternoon nap to look at the commotion. It just feels great when people make the effort to appreciate what you are doing, even though just by a simple smile or Hi would do, and it really dampens one's spirit when the first thing we are greeted with in the morning is shoutings and screams of an angry woman.

Now at this very moment..

Now, at this very moment, I realise that



1. The more I read the more that I feel I know nothing.



2. There are other people with problems like mine, just the way they approach it is different.



3. Going to Hospital Serdang is fun when you have great patients to meet.



4. Eating less is actually possible to be done. Haha --> special case for me only laa ..;p



5. I need to read more.



6. There's only about 5 weeks left at his medical posting. Gasp!! (So much to learn so little time!!)



7. Fasting month will start less than 3 weeks more. (Time to diet!!! -- only to eat more during Hari Raya ;p)



8. It's almost 3 years I'm a UPM student, with all the ups and downs I've gone through, there's lots of tears been shed and smiles given but to make it to today, it has been worthwhile. I've grown to be a better person than I was before, and I hope I could mature into a much better one once I step out as a UPM medical doctor hopefully in 2 n half more years to come. InsyaAllah :D

do you still remember??

I've read somewhere before of this phrase

"There's a lot to remember, there's a lot to forget
The more you remember, the more you regret"

Somehow part of it is true. No matter how hard you try to forget, you still remember some of the memories you regret. :D

By the way, wanted to share pictures of medic nite that I have, recalling the memories of almost 3 years in UPM.


Clockwise from top left : me n fattah in 2007, using 7.0mp camera, me n dayen in 2006 using 2.0mp handphone camera, then me n fattah again, then last in the lower left, me n marine in 2005 using 1.3mp handphone camera as well.

boring blog entry

Last week and this week has been pretty tiring. Or maybe just because I felt like I need a holiday so I've been slacking off a little in doing my ward rounds. Hehe. I was really exhausted due to playing tennis last week (not that I'm that good in it anyway ;p) and the on-calls, and this week I had all the symptoms of pre-menstrual syndrome, with the out break of pimples on my face and the apthous ulcers in my mouth, I've come to a conclusion that I'm stressed.

Yah. I guess so. Maybe because my case write up which was due 2 weeks ago wasn't finished yet (seems like I have to send it by this week), and there's a lot I haven't been reading, and I haven't been clerking the patients well, and I am definitely sleep deprived, and I am EXHAUSTED.

I need something exciting to happen to me soon. Or I'll seriously slip off to BOREDOME EVER AFTER world.

p/s :- even this blog entry states BOOOORRRIIIIIIIIINGGG all over it. Hopefully the community event I'm joining this Sunday held by the Hospital Serdang folks will be amazing. At least there will be a sparkle in this yet dull blue life. ;p

blogging

I like to blog hop. It's fun to read about other people's views on everyday stuff or how they are going through life, it becomes even more interesting if you actually know the person. :D I've read before that what you write in your blog actually reflects who you are. Somehow I think it is true.

I've been reading this blog of a friend of mine, and just after going pass two entries, I get that NARCISSISTIC is written all over the blog. The blog is basicly about her rambling about basicly everything she is mad about, which is basicly everything she face in life. Wow. I think I used to blog that way. Way back when I'm still using friendster blog. Hehe.

All my blog entries were about how I felt about relationships, expressing my so-called suppressed anger in front of people I am mad with in the blog where they could actually read about it on the net... doesn't actually make me the sharpest tool in the shed huh?? Haha.

Maybe as time passes by, I realized it is better to talk things over, even though it might not resolve, at least you've talked about it. It definitely is healthier than keeping it all bucked up inside. Maybe counselling actually does work. But I hate counsellors. Firstly because the counsellor we had back then in my high school SAB is such a tattle tale. When students with problems come to meet her, she actually listens to their problems, try to work things out.. but with an added spice, she tells the student's problems to every single teacher in the school. Damn. Then when I was in matriculation, the counsellor was such a pain in the ass. He speaks with a loud voice, always putting the blame on others, not even listening to what the student has to say, but speeds up the whole thing. Amazing for a person who gets money just to listen huh? Thirdly because one of the guys I've dated before left me to be with a counsellor. Enough said.

something to think about

"that just sounds stupid doesn't it? just because you get good grades you want to be a doctor?"

-Haruto Asou, One Litre of Tears