3 more weeks to paediatrics final posting exam yo. Then off to Kuching for the much awaited electives. :D
\0\ move hands to left
|0| hands up straight
/0/ move hands to right
\0/ shout out loud!!
<0> okay. overexcited. calming self down. :P
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Why don't I blog as often as before?
Because this small space in the blogging arena feels so different, it doesn't feel like it belongs to me anymore. I don't feel like I can pour out my heart and soul into this blog, writing whatever strikes me at the moment of time. This blog is supposed to be where I can hide out, away from reality, and curse, or talk about sappy romantic fantasies and not everyone should know.
And I can't simply write here anymore without considering who else could probably read it, and in the end, the entry has changed so much that I just decide to delete it and wait another day.
It would be great just to put a summary of what happens to me day to day as an entry, but that does not represent who I am. I exaggerate. I am emotional. I am irrational at times.
To put all those with everything that is happening around me, through my point of view, and not get on to anyone's nerves is pretty hard. I've tried doing that and people don't leave comments at my blog, but instead tell me straight to the face or other forms of electronic devices available nowadays.
Where is the freedom of speech? I'm not talking politics here. Just mere day to day events that may seem to fascinate me in one day or another. But even that seems to be a problem nowadays. One thing that fascinates me may be a disasterous memory for another.
I asked myself, why then do I still bother keeping this blog? I'm not updating it as much as I used to.
I don't even update it the way I used to write entries.
It's like this blog is a coin, and I flipped it, to change the side of the coin which is facing up. And now I'm choosing to be silent.
Am I too busy? I could find time.
But, to restrict myself from writing what I really mean, that bothers me a lot.
And I can't simply write here anymore without considering who else could probably read it, and in the end, the entry has changed so much that I just decide to delete it and wait another day.
It would be great just to put a summary of what happens to me day to day as an entry, but that does not represent who I am. I exaggerate. I am emotional. I am irrational at times.
To put all those with everything that is happening around me, through my point of view, and not get on to anyone's nerves is pretty hard. I've tried doing that and people don't leave comments at my blog, but instead tell me straight to the face or other forms of electronic devices available nowadays.
Where is the freedom of speech? I'm not talking politics here. Just mere day to day events that may seem to fascinate me in one day or another. But even that seems to be a problem nowadays. One thing that fascinates me may be a disasterous memory for another.
I asked myself, why then do I still bother keeping this blog? I'm not updating it as much as I used to.
I don't even update it the way I used to write entries.
It's like this blog is a coin, and I flipped it, to change the side of the coin which is facing up. And now I'm choosing to be silent.
Am I too busy? I could find time.
But, to restrict myself from writing what I really mean, that bothers me a lot.
Monday, March 23, 2009
This word
Love. Career. Family. Religion. Life. Money. Health.
All of it needs this - commitment.
But you can't have it all.
Which one (or ones) do you choose?
All of it needs this - commitment.
But you can't have it all.
Which one (or ones) do you choose?
Saturday, March 21, 2009
I hate this part
I hate it the most when I'm sleepy and almost falling asleep on my bed, and some shit person calls up, or someone just decides to switch on the main light, or someone just decides to make a lot of sound like print their assignment.
BENCI TAU!
Then I'm up and I can't fall asleep again.
Ey! Curse you people!
Some of us actually need their beauty sleep you know!
Bitches.
BENCI TAU!
Then I'm up and I can't fall asleep again.
Ey! Curse you people!
Some of us actually need their beauty sleep you know!
Bitches.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
...
When you talk, your facial expression changes with what you are talking about.
When you talk about something you like, or someone you adore, you would talk with such gusto or passion, that everyone listening would realize that there is something you feel towards the issue you are talking about.
Same goes for talking about something you hate, may it be a person or a thing, if you have so much anger balled up inside, when you talk about it, it shows.
That's how sometimes I get caught red-handed with how I feel towards an issue, or a thing, or a person.
So, there is this one person I have a crush on, and a few of my friends know about it. But I can't do anything about it, because this person has a girlfriend.
And we are pretty good friends you see, sharing problems and all. That's the thing, it's easier to be friends with people, but to cross the line, to become more than that, it becomes a whole new story.
I'm very excited to get any text messages from this person, but it hurts when it says something like this "Hey Farah. How you doing? I'm bored. I'm missing her."
Yeah. I'm the friend, the person this guy turns to when he wants to get a girl's opinion on what to buy for another girl and the person who this guy turns to when he's down and needs someone (because he is in a long distance relationship, and contacting each other is pretty expensive).
And I speak excitedly of this person to my friends (who picked up this sign, and somehow knew about this crush I have of this person) and I do realize that I would never be more than that to him, I am and would always be THE FRIEND.
Doesn't matter if I'm the one he contacts before his exam, the one who cheers him up when he's in a fight with the girlfriend or having a bad day, or if I'm the one who wishes him first before his significant other on his birthday, I would still be THE FRIEND.
I know it is stupid to hold on this crush of mine, with him not really knowing how I feel about him. So I did try going out with other people, contacting old friends, to get a person I could call my own.
Recently I was able to meet him again, and we chat. It made me happy never-the-less, although what we chat about was only small talk.
Somehow, the other day, I was driving off somewhere and I didn't realize that he was somewhere near. Usually I would notice this person from a mile away, from the way he walks, the way he dress and because of his scent. :P
But somehow this time, I was driving, I didn't realize he was near, until I reach the junction, when I barely saw him waving frantically at me. I turned my head to my left, and caught his eye, and he smiled. Then I just drove on.
This time around, I felt that not only I'm driving away from this person physically, but I am moving away from him emotionally as well.
Maybe there's much more important things to do in my life at this moment.
p/s : Yes, I do admit I am more exam/study-oriented.
When you talk about something you like, or someone you adore, you would talk with such gusto or passion, that everyone listening would realize that there is something you feel towards the issue you are talking about.
Same goes for talking about something you hate, may it be a person or a thing, if you have so much anger balled up inside, when you talk about it, it shows.
That's how sometimes I get caught red-handed with how I feel towards an issue, or a thing, or a person.
So, there is this one person I have a crush on, and a few of my friends know about it. But I can't do anything about it, because this person has a girlfriend.
And we are pretty good friends you see, sharing problems and all. That's the thing, it's easier to be friends with people, but to cross the line, to become more than that, it becomes a whole new story.
I'm very excited to get any text messages from this person, but it hurts when it says something like this "Hey Farah. How you doing? I'm bored. I'm missing her."
Yeah. I'm the friend, the person this guy turns to when he wants to get a girl's opinion on what to buy for another girl and the person who this guy turns to when he's down and needs someone (because he is in a long distance relationship, and contacting each other is pretty expensive).
And I speak excitedly of this person to my friends (who picked up this sign, and somehow knew about this crush I have of this person) and I do realize that I would never be more than that to him, I am and would always be THE FRIEND.
Doesn't matter if I'm the one he contacts before his exam, the one who cheers him up when he's in a fight with the girlfriend or having a bad day, or if I'm the one who wishes him first before his significant other on his birthday, I would still be THE FRIEND.
I know it is stupid to hold on this crush of mine, with him not really knowing how I feel about him. So I did try going out with other people, contacting old friends, to get a person I could call my own.
Recently I was able to meet him again, and we chat. It made me happy never-the-less, although what we chat about was only small talk.
Somehow, the other day, I was driving off somewhere and I didn't realize that he was somewhere near. Usually I would notice this person from a mile away, from the way he walks, the way he dress and because of his scent. :P
But somehow this time, I was driving, I didn't realize he was near, until I reach the junction, when I barely saw him waving frantically at me. I turned my head to my left, and caught his eye, and he smiled. Then I just drove on.
This time around, I felt that not only I'm driving away from this person physically, but I am moving away from him emotionally as well.
Maybe there's much more important things to do in my life at this moment.
p/s : Yes, I do admit I am more exam/study-oriented.
Carpark tales
I went to Mid Valley yesterday, after months of convincing the room mate to accompany me to the road to fitness. :)
So after the gruelling workout (as if :P), we went for lunch and window shopping (tak leh spend banyak2, nanti pegi elective kering jekk).
By the time we were leaving the mall, it was almost 5pm. The time where carparks would be full, and everyone who just came in their cars would be looking, frantically searching for a parking slot.
There we were, walking towards the room mate's car, and everyone in their cars were looking for where we were heading. Like, literally looking at our every move to see where we were heading.
Lucky for this two dudes, whose car happen to be directly near the room mate's car.
What makes it different than other people waiting for the parking slot, was that this dude and the dude in the passenger's seat was practically smiling to the ears when they saw us going into the car.
Kalah joker weh.
And when the room mate pulled out, they actually keep on waving to us, signalling whether the car hit their car or not, and when we drove on, they actually waved us good bye. (The only thing missing was any scenes of flying kisses :P)
Gile ar.
My room mate was so fascinated by what the two dudes did, that she missed the entry to leave the mall, and we went in circles for a while, before leaving the mall heading to Kg. Baru.
So after the gruelling workout (as if :P), we went for lunch and window shopping (tak leh spend banyak2, nanti pegi elective kering jekk).
By the time we were leaving the mall, it was almost 5pm. The time where carparks would be full, and everyone who just came in their cars would be looking, frantically searching for a parking slot.
There we were, walking towards the room mate's car, and everyone in their cars were looking for where we were heading. Like, literally looking at our every move to see where we were heading.
Lucky for this two dudes, whose car happen to be directly near the room mate's car.
What makes it different than other people waiting for the parking slot, was that this dude and the dude in the passenger's seat was practically smiling to the ears when they saw us going into the car.
Kalah joker weh.
And when the room mate pulled out, they actually keep on waving to us, signalling whether the car hit their car or not, and when we drove on, they actually waved us good bye. (The only thing missing was any scenes of flying kisses :P)
Gile ar.
My room mate was so fascinated by what the two dudes did, that she missed the entry to leave the mall, and we went in circles for a while, before leaving the mall heading to Kg. Baru.
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Back in time
About 2 years ago, in March, I created this blog. Initially I started blogging in friendster, during my first year in university. 4 years later, here I am in blogspot.
Happy 2nd birthday to my blog :D
Happy 2nd birthday to my blog :DSunday, March 1, 2009
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