the end to begin with

it's weekend again
and u wonder how fast time passes by

today i am officially a MERCY volunteer, and i never felt so right in doing something like i did today. though the journey to Ampang seemed forever, my body was relaxing as i was enjoying the scenery, and my basic instinct was never so good, i was as calm as the sea. reaching there i called my friend who's currently working there and we met upstairs. there weren't anything that i could help as she has done most works before she went back home yesterday so i was just being introduced to the place and people. they were nice people over there, and their sincerity shone on the face. i always adore those people who spend their lives feeding the mouths of the disables, sacrificing their own precious times and needs to think about the happiness of the others. and one day i hope i'll be one. inshaAllah i will.

(they are sending a team to Sudan for medical relief works. prayers for them, and for the entire Ummah)

later in the afternoon i went to PWTC for the PC Fair, met up with Nisa and her lil sister. an hour of walking in the ocean of people, i was already like throwing up (i had an empty stomach since morning). so we grabbed the things we wanna buy and escaped. i had a printer and a pendrive, with some freegifts. we then went eating at Pizza Hut, and it was my first M'sian Pizza Hut of the year. and the gr8 part was it was Nisa's treat :p (thanks dude!). so was my day.

and the weekend really comes again. it's been a good week isn't it?

makan + shopping= I'M DEAD

megasale telah bermula
tangan pun dah gatal

Today was purely for shopping and eating, astaghfirullah camne la nak kurus ni.

I went out to OU with Nisa and the normal thing of women meet shops happened. man i should've put the bank card in the drawer, lock it and dump the whole armoire in the sea.

We ate at the Arena and the Ipoh Curry Noodle instantly made me bloated that revealed my already rounded abdomen. (thinking of trying the new slimming pills..cheishh)

I went back at half five after having my big gulp of the delicious Ice Blended Mocha at Starbucks, real worth of money! (and worth my extra 3kg of fat)

Then at half eight after sending Naqib to his Iqra' class Along and I went to IOI Mall

I did some ______ again, please fill in the blank (wut else??it's MEGASALE my dear!!!)

Then the real part of it came again, this time it was quarter black pepper chicken meal at Kenny Roger's Roasters, extra points (or extra fat) for macaroni and cheese and potato salad

Along said before we went home (i have already paid the parking ticket at the autopay machine at that time) "Have u tried the cheezy wedges at KFC yet? U should!" sambil menuju ke KFC.

Anda fikir, macam mana saya nak kurus??
Malam ni saja saya dah makan melebihi jumlah kalori yg disyorkan oleh pakar2 pemakanan di Kementerian Kesihatan.

we're M.F.E.O

the 3 days trip to Penang was beyond description. it wasn't the place, it was US that matters. the fact that for nearly a year not seeing each other made me feel somehow nervous of meeting these people, are they still the same bunch of people i knew before, put on weight? got thinner? or prettier? still the same sarcasm?

for me to write the whole stories here is not a problem, they are all in the safe mode in my brain, but i'm not going to i guess. as a sentence of summation: WE'RE JUST MEANT FOR EACH OTHER (M.F.E.O). i'm glad that i have the chance to taste the sweetness of this bond.

there were still good laughs spent over dinner, still chit chatting till 4am in the morning and keeping up with each other's latest updates, still words of advice of things that should go the right way, still jestering of the foolish mistakes done in the past, still revealing of hidden secrets that were supposed to be kept silence, and still tears of knowing the moments not seeing each others again before departing.

Nana has got thinner and shorter, in another words, she has shrinked (maybe of her demanding life), Pah and Asie have chubbier facies (orang senang hati), Is also has gotten chubbier and tanner, Amali was thinner than last year, Leha complaint of her low blood pressure and she thinks she has found her significant other (i'm happy for u!), Am was still the cute guy with dimple on his cheek and genius sarcasm, Eza has gone a bit thinner and as usual was busy with her designs and plans.

Akih was in Langkawi as she was still on her practicals, Ram was busy in UKM, so did Reen in USM Kbg Kerian, Dilla couldn't make it for the classes she has to attend, Suhana too (and busy with her engagement planning too i guess hehe).

we're of different backgrounds and families, different states of origins, different tastes over people, different ideologies and principles, but that one year course has brought us together to be ONE, and that's US.

on the way back to KL i was wondering just how do we fit in, with Am, Is and Amali who were the drivers that were constantly being late, Eza the shopaholic, Pah with her 'dirty' jokes, Nana the good one, etc ( so much for the pros and cons), and yet we never failed to love each other that we cry whenever we say our goodbyes. that's the beauty of friendships i guess.

thanks Allah!

hiatus

i'm going to Penang tomorrow morning
i'm meeting my friends in USM
i'm hoping to have my gr8 moments there
ow God how i miss them

yeah rite why still writing when i'm catching an early flight, ow s**t my things are everywhere in the room.

over-generalized

OK i was too generalizing when i said all malay movies are dissappointing. my apology. thinking back there are some movies that i like, and i'd be proud showing to my foreign friends. for examples there are Sayang Salmah, Jimi Asmara, Azizah The Legend, even Spinning Gasing, so on and so forth. they all have things in common: good flow, exotic performances, potray the real things in our country, be it 40 years ago or nowadays, etc. that are the things i'd be looking for in a movie, it doesn't always have to be high in technologies or having famous stars in there (yeah i admit that sometimes it has to be). i'm not a picky when it comes to watching movies, be it in Tagalog, Thailand, French, Arabic, Greek, as long as they have good performances and the viewers get the message that was tried to be conveyed after they finished watching the movies. simple.

so sorry again to any malay movie lovers out there, it wasn't my intention to make the statement being somehow a generalization to all malay movies.

akhir kata, sokongla industri perfileman negara. haha

p/s: tonite i found the solution of my puzzle, God it was truly worth waiting.

post-BTN

i keep writing here halfway and never post any entry since i got back from BTN.

***
remember i told you about going to BTN? i came back yesterday after spending the past 5 days at Kem Sg. Semilang, Kuala S'gor. like I told you, I wasn't really looking forward for it, but thinking back I realized that of the 3 BTNs I’ve gone, that was the best I would say in terms of the knowledge that I got.

there were 165 participants who are the students from Ireland, United Kingdom and USA. most are medicine students, followed by engineerings, few actuarial sciences and one advance mathematic student. like expected, they're all very good people, knowledgable and talented
***

i wrote that one a day after i got back and lost my concentration when my brother played the movie pontianak harum sundal malam that night. haha (what a terrible movie, i couldn't find the flow and i was lost halfway thru watching it. this is reason why i'm not into malay movies. they're dissappointing)

so BTN was OK, i'm not grading it as great as it was not like i was expecting it to be. i went there half-heartedly and i think He really knew how i was feeling at that time. the first nite arriving there, i was sitting at the very rear end of the hall during the first meeting, and surprisingly i was called to sit at the front most as there was an empty seat there. next, i caused a massive havoc when the person who was giving the speech asked me " Tahun berapa (he meant tahun berapa i went to my last BTN)" and naive me answered "Tahun 83 (the year i was born)"...Ya Ampun Tuhan aje yg tahu betapa malunya time tu...the hall was blasted with laughter, even my Dublin friends who were seating by my side were in tears of laughter. and then it just got more interesting as i was picked to be the AJK Dewan by the jurulatih there, i repeat PICKED without my consent. and again the whole hall laughed when he chosed me, that-83-girl!! at that moment i knew i have to straighten my niat of going to BTN, tell my whole self to really BE there and gain the benefits of the 5 days course. and i did, i supposed.

so the whole ceramah on the first day weren't that beneficial to me, my mind was wondering for the whole lot of them. the topics were the same as any BTN i supposed, about negara bangsa, rakyat, pendidikan, how more lame can they be? the second day was the starting of the LDK (latihan dalam kumpulan) and i think i had a great bunch of people in my group. there were 17 of us, and most are medical students. i had a reunion with a friend of mine who went sailing with me on the KLD Tunas Samudera when i was in high-school. most of the guys were very outspoken and broad-minded, and some girls too. the first day was the icebreaking session, and i learnt to accept the fact that there are great divergence in people's ideologies and principles, and they are bound to be respected. these people are seriously very talented ones, we almost had a fight between ourselves when we were debating on a topic in the evening.

so the topics that were discussed for the whole sessions were more to an eye-opener for me, i realized that there are more than text-book materials in this world that i should know about. taking politic as an example, though it sucks and how much i hate it, i think i have to really start searching and looking for the real idea about it (or i can continue being an ignorant, migrate to another country and marry a foreigner with real green eyes. haha u wish). we discussed on the topic i'd say might sounds boring initially but brought on to be more interesting by the different ways looking at it. i was startled by how well-informed the students are and tried not to look that stupid and ignorant by throwing some ideas and left the floor to evaluate my opinions. basically we talked on globalization, patriotism, politics (the one which i was fairly being silent all the time) and few other more, i couldn't recall them. like i once said, i like to analyze people by observation, and meeting these bunch of interesting people made my brain worked for most of the time.

other than the LDK, i coudn't find any other reason to give a plus to the course. there were no kembara on the last day, and the place where we stayed weren't that satisfying, but i can sure you that the food was awesome! yes that would be the other reason i think. haha. but yeah, it's the knowledge that i got that counts.

quote from the BTN

"jgn sampai semangat patriotism yg kita pupuk dlm diri menjadi semangat nasionalism yg mana ditegah dalam Islam"

at least there are people that put religion as their priority. my salut to them.

tonsillitis, anyone?

My left tonsil really hurts now, it is swollen, I can feel the bulging whenever I swallow my saliva. I found it very hard to eat, the problem is I always use my left molar teeth for grinding as my 2nd lower molar on the right has a huge hole in it so I spare it when eating as I don’t want the food to be stuck in the hole and causing more problem. So now the tonsil is badly tender, I can’t get the food to be on the left side of the mouth for grinding, but I don’t intend to use the right ones as prevention. So what now? My parents wanted to bring me to the clinic nearby tonight but I insist of going as I don’t really feel like meeting people tonight. (anak degil, kata mereka).

It’s fun though as I get to show Along and Naqib where exactly the tonsil is in the mouth, I simply open my mouth wide and told them to look for the red and swollen thing on the left, yes it is protruded out that one can simply appreciate it by just looking. I think most people get confused between tonsil and UVULA, I always thought that uvula was tonsil before. Uvula is the ‘u’ thing that sticks down from your soft palate at the back of your throat, the one u can see when u open your mouth wide enough while TONSIL is an aggregation of lymphoid tissues situated between your palatoglossal and palatopharygeal arches in your mouth. Phew, my anatomy wasn’t that bad as I thought it was huh. Haha. (gosh how I miss learning those things). I’m afraid I can’t simply tell u where it is in normal term but there are both on the left and on the right OK.

Today Adik and I went to Along’s house, she’s going to Kuching again tonight for the unfinished projects, and I wanted to borrow some stuff from her for the BTN. Naqib has chicken pox and the rashes are all over his body. He was sad for the fact that he can’t go to school anymore. Aperla if it was me, I’d be screaming happily for the holidays I got, this is the thing that I don’t understand in small kids nowadays. Haha. We then went to IOI Mall to buy some stuff for Adik as he’s going back to his college in the evening. I saw some girls in familiar attires, how could I forget that the students of my former high school do their shopping there on Sundays. Aiseyman.

I bought him the kettle he wanted and myself a CD, it was Pria Terhebat, the latest album from SO7. What can I say about it, when u love a band, u’ll just enjoy whatever songs they play aight? I was looking at the cover album and reading their words of appreciations for the album, and again was touched by them. Some sayings

“… Adel & Penerusku yang masih di dalam perutnya…” – Duta

“…Sheila on 7 (t’rimakasih atas persaudaraan 8 tahun (dan lebih) yang menakjubkan ini)…” - Eross

“…ROSS-DUT-SAK-TON..semoga kita tetap MEMBATU!!!..” – Adam
----> membatu???apekah??

“…my custom sticks, my both hands and legs..” – Anton

and I just knew that Duta’s full name is Akhdiyat Duta Modjo. Haha macam nama pendekar dlm cerita lawan terbang2 kat TV tu.

This band really reminds me of the purest bond of relationship God gives, we call it FRIENDSHIP.

dazed and confused

scratching my itchy we-wanna-write-everynite fingers.

it's 2 in the morning and here i am at the crossroads once again (it's the song). i hate making decisions, i do. how do i choose between the 2 things that i'm really looking forward to do? i think i'm gonna just leave it there, pray and let my heart calls it later.

there's some progressions of the book i'm reading, and i am really stucked on it now.

my left tonsils hurts, i think they are red and swollen. tonsillitis?

i watched a romantic Thailand movie on Prima tonight. it was really a great story of TRUE LOVE. i wonder if that still exists in reality.

(that four-lettered words, i wonder if u still remember it)

crap. geli telinga dgn ayat sendiri. haha.

copa america is on. i have another reason to be staying up late, after euro04 and jet-lagged.

BTN. anyone wants to be a substitution for me? we can go and do the 'face-off' kind of things to our face.

i am really delusioning.

keeping up

noticed me writing something here every single night of my holidays? pathetic eh? i dunno, i lost my appetite on the telly since i got back, the only soap that i watch is Sephia with that cute Ako and that's about it. yeah maybe in the evening i watch The Simpsons with Naqib, and that's IF we're not out or i don't spend the evening chasing him to the bathroom. i try to watch more malay soaps, or any indonesian ones on Prima, or any hindi movies (bab menari yg lemah tu), but nothing amuses me anymore. back in Dublin i can watch the same episode of Friends over and over again till i know all the scripts by heart i think (try me) and never get bored by it. and hell ya i miss Futurama. i want more malay soaps, c'on isn't there any nice dramas on TV now? where have all Rashid Sibir's or Aziz M. Osman's dramas gone? c'on put on the talented Nasha Aziz, Rosyam Noor, Umi Aida, Ako, Hans, anyone, i need soaps!!i'll regret it later when i go back if i don't watch more.

i'm reading a book now and i'm telling you that i'm not a reader. in my life i can put on the figure of storybooks that i've read, and it's not even up to 10 i think. i am the kind of person that's easily lost my concentration over a thing due to some outside stimuli. so when i'm reading with the telly on, i have to read the same line in the storybook for few times while filtering my mind of the show that's on TV at that time, so i'd end up losing my interest of the book later on. but this time i dunno, it happened when i was waiting for Yani to buy some books at Eason the day before we went back, i was just holding this particular book and i read the synopsis and it wasn't bad at all (since it was on the Bestseller's shelves). so i started reading the page, and i couldn't really stop reading there at that moment. so not like me, with the people moving around me. the book was on sale, but still i was badly broke as Eason was our last shop before we wrapped up the shopping-marathon on that day, there were just coins in my purse at that time. i was tempted by Yani using her credit card, but yes i countered the temptation there. bravo me!

so my first outing to Kinokuniya, i found the book and without any hesitation, i bought it. it was The Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown, and i categorized it as a mystery/thriller type. i like it as the story takes place at Musee du Lourve, Paris, and my memoires of the place is still fresh inside as i visited the place only on last March. there are some sentences in French, which i enjoy guessing the meanings (rusty french i got) and while reading i can clearly imagine the scenes as depicted by the author. just a warning in case anyone interested in the book, u may feel a lil bit uncomfortable reading it as there are strong Christianity affluences in it. but the storyline is interesting, though it is some kinda heavy material. and it's gonna take me long to finish it i presumed considering my nephew being around and the chores i have to take care of. so give all the lucks to me huh, make sure i don't waste my RM34.99 on it.

wait a minute, i think it wasn't my intention to write on the book earlier. what was it huh? damn it

hols and attached

i am a total opposite in both places, M'sia and Ireland. i dunno why, is it adaptation or is it just me with multiple personality disorder :p ok i'm exaggerating.

my holidays don't seemed to be very productive (yet). i'm still considering of doing an attachment at HUKM, actually when my mum was sick the other day i got the chance to follow Mira taking history to a patient when her team was on-call that night. i realized that there are MANY differences to be considered between the way i do it there and people do it over here. it's not really HUGE, but it is important to be taking note off. one, the language. i found it funny to be thinking of translating everything i learn to Malay languange, and it fells very awkward, it really does (rasa baku and skema semacam). Mira and Pah was laughing and also PERLI me of saying those words in malay, and when i asked them how they do it, actually THEY TRANSLATE IT LIKE I WAS THINKING THEY WOULD

i learn about the character of pain: Stabbing, Crushing, Heaviness
"Can you please describe about the pain, was it a crushing pain, or a stabbing pain? Or was it more like the heaviness on the chest?"

they use it in Malay:
"Makcik rasa sakit tu macam mana? Macam mencucuk-cucuk ke? Macam kene tikam ke? Ke rasa macam kena letak batu atas dada?" :p

hehe macam main2 je bunyinya.

then one should consider about the common diseases. western people are more familiar with neoplasms (cancer), GIT related disorders are more common- maybe because of their diet, also some diseases that run in certain races etc. and here we are more to tropical diseases, dengue fever, malaria, also epidemics like TB, cholera. like the patient i saw with Mira, he had dengue fever (DF) so there are a list of spesific syptomps that one should ask upon confronting such case, and in my case, i haven't learn tropical diseases yet so i couldn't provide much, and like Mira, she'd learnt that earlier in clinical years as it is a common disease in M'sia. and when we graduate soon, i supposed she must've met with hundreds of DF patients while poor me had nil (maybe one or two).

i have few other more in mind that i thought about, such as the patients information level (how well does a patient know about his illness) and also patients feedback of his disease; i won't elaborate more on that. also the students hands-on (when can i do the venopuncture i'm not too sure myself, while my friends here have done it few times already). there are pros and cons in both situations, in Ireland and in M'sia.

so basically i'm not doing the attachment until i learn something extras from my friends in HUKM as my preparations, or else i won't be getting the benefits of doing the course, or i could be humiliating myself in front of the doctors, other students, or even the patients.

***

i was thinking why i didn't really have the coffee cravings here, instead i crave for teh tarik more.
and why i didn't really have the appetite to eat things i crave for when i was in Dublin.
and also why i rarely have any urge to watch TV lately, like i always used to back then.
i told u i have multiple personality disorder.

kiss the rain

i'm writing with the very last bits of my laptop's battery (so u guess how long would it be) and i'm not planning to switch on the power supply. it's raining heavily outside with thunders, and i consider myself being so bold using the phoneline in such condition. last time i was on net when it was raining outside, i remember putting out the house's power supplies and sending away the PC for repairing for months. but i simply love it when it rains, what more if it was during the day and i would be looking outside at the raindrops from the windows. cut the crap, i'm running out of power now.

meeting Faha tomorrow at KLCC, we have some jobs to be done. good Lord give us the easiness in performing the tasks.

post-EURO 2004

I stayed up late last night to watch the finale of EURO 2004 between Portugal and Greece. What a sad ending, I knew it Greece will win but there was a part of me that was still hoping for Portugal to claim the title. So sad to see those tears of Ronaldo's and Gomez's----> my two favourites of all. Whateveritwas, it has ended and I have a life to be continued on.

Has it ever happened to you that you want to forget about a thing but you keep on pushing yourself to do things that make you remember of it more? Damn it I do. And it's eating me inside now. All my life I am close to always getting what I want, but this one I'm not, so I try to always avoid it. Instead, it just keep coming back to me whenever I least expected it. I have to admit that I plan my life 30 years ahead, and it goes with it, eventhough I try not to put it in. I always have a strong instinct, and my instinct of this is never so much better, but in reality it goes differently. Maybe I am too greedy for Him to grant me something I think I'm destined to. Or maybe it wasn't really meant to be my destiny at all.

Pardon me, I was just playing words. Maybe the football matches poisoned my already-polluted mind

wishlists

i badly need to organize my schedules to maximize my 2 months of holidays. i wanted to put everything on the PDA but it kept running out of batteries as it was constantly being used by others for the games i downloaded there. hmm. Mak is doing fine now, it's just that she kept getting recurrent fever. it's common after a surgery to be getting fever, normal body defense mechanism but they just afraid that the fever could possibly be an outcome of any infection in the body. i pray for everything to be fine, and if it is, she'll possibly be discharged tomorrow. and i can continue doing my REAL things. =p

i wish to go out ..

+ tomorrow: Ola has some treats to be fulfilled for me (muehehe). better be quick as we have to run to HUKM a.s.a.p
+ 10 July: meeting my sohabat9600 mates in KLCC (guys, it's still on, isn't it?)
+ 13 July: this is not a wish, it's the government's call for BTN for UK and Ireland's students. it's gonna be at Meru, Klang. i have to go, even half-heartedly. seb baik MARA bagi refund tiket flight for it..yea..my extra euro..
+ 22 July: the initial plan for Pah, Asie and I to go to Penang for KETAPUs but i have to reconsider the date as..
+ 24 July: sohabat9600's 3rd gathering at _____ (i vote for Janda Baik! boo for PD..haha)

that's about it for the time. i don't have any plan for August yet. i have to put Sabah in the list surely, and any medic camps.

i wish to buy..

+ a new laptop: Pah's considering to buy my iBook, but i'm not too sure bout this. i love this laptop, but i have to get a new PC/Windows laptop for my future ease.
+ a Nokia7200: damn it's such an irresistable temptation. but looking at the price: RM1699 (gulp!). and Pah (again) said she might be interested in my old Nokia6510 for her brother. everyone quoted the same thing " nak buat apa handphone mahal2 ni, awak tu student lagi.." yes i am, but it's a great toy. still they got me, i'm considering it, and considering my money on it.
+ leather cover for my digicam. there's enough scratches on it. no more please.
+ home in Dublin's stuff. this is to save my euro when i go back, also to get some fancy stuff for the new house that's not available there.
+ med books: i have few other more i think, but i'm not too sure to buy it or not. beli aja tak guna membazir jugak.
+ some personal stuff for me before going back, usual stuff, baju kurung, kasut..

before going back, i wish..

+ to spend time with my family wisely
+ to clean and keep the house very well
+ to cook for the house more, nowadays Abah does all the cookings (retired man with a new job, housewife :p)
+ hang out with friends!!

special wish: i wish i can counter my fear of driving a car. i'm still considered lucky now as i have my brother (Adik) who's officially my driver now, and my retired dad who's willing to send me anywhere i want to go. but for my own satisfaction, please God give me the gut to do it. oh, i'm such a pathetic..

fresh from home

Venue: Hospital UKM, Bandar Tun Razak
Date: July 1, 2004
Time: 2059 hours

It’s been a while. And I really longed to write something here. Since the whole house just moved out not months ago, we just got the phone line installed and never the internet. So my job would be to go and reconnect it back, since I am the only one who’s using it. Think of just buying the prepaid card for it or starting with the broadband, but the latter wouldn’t really be an option as I consider it just a waste of money since I’m not using it that much. (I just have the 2 months to do everything, u wouldn’t really expect me to be on the net the whole bunch of them right?)

First thing’s first, THE JOURNEY BACK

Alhamdulillah I safely arrived in KLIA on Monday, June 28, minutes earlier than the expected. The journey back was OK, from Heathrow Airport Yani and I sat separately in MAS airline as we didn’t really realized it earlier to change the seatings before the boarding passes being handed till it was already late. I got the window seat beside this lovely British couple from Portsmouth, Pamela and David (I never got their last name). I sat beside David, a typical British man with long legs that his knees almost touching the front seat. He was making jokes about it saying that he knew that would happened then but the money’s not there for the business class seat J

And to make the condition worse, a chinese lady who was seating in front of him lowered her seat till David could barely move his whole legs. He politely asked the lady to at least raise the seat a bit but that damn ignorance lady just rolled up her eyes and told him (rudely!) that she needed some sleep and she couldn’t really sleep with the seat upright. Bodos tak sekolah. I was damned ashamed at that time being a Malaysian and CULTURE-SHOCKED! Too long I’ve been with the friendly and polite Irish people, my first experience with people of my own country after a while was that. I asked David whether he’d like to exchange his seat with me (for compensation of the shame) but he refused to. Poor man.

The rest of the journey went fine. David and Pam were like grannies, they gave me sweets for swallowing purpose (balancing pressure in both ears, med stuff, duh!) and they kept food and drinks given by the crews for me when I was asleep. I was in good hands basically, except for the fact that I couldn’t go to the toilet for the fact that I might get them both to stand up and make way for me if I do, so I didn’t (smpi sakit perut menahan tau). To cut the story short, yes I arrived and they both had another 7 hours to Adelaide for they’re visiting their son’s family who migrated there.

Now u make your way out fast to your family, Wan! It’s been nice meeting u and I’m sure we’ll meet again soon. I’m the type who remember face u know! –Pam :p

The whole family was there, and I happily hugged them. Arriving home I was treated with my longed-to-eat nasi lemak with sambal udang and sayur kangkung, additional lauk was rendang kerang, telur, ayam goreng and there was also kuih koci pulut hitam. Haha as if they knew that! They’re all look more or less the same the last time I saw them, except for K.Rina’s rounded belly that’s due next month, Angah whom they said ‘competing perut’ with his wife (memangla dasar org baru kawin), Along who lost more kgs and my God my nephew Naqib Ikram who’s a GIANT now (like Giant in Doraemon I tell ya)

On Tuesday I woke up at 3am and couldn’t go to sleep after that. In the morning I rearranged the furniture in house a bit, yeah my new old house (new for us, old building). They were OK but some places needed a bit of ladies touch I think as they were arranged by my retired dad I presumed. In the evening we went to pasar malam and I paid the revenge eating the murtabak, roti john, keropok lekor, air tebu, aiseh byklah (and yes putu bambu, how can I forget)

On Wednesday I woke up late as I spent the early morning watching Gothika over the VCD and I had to watch something else later after that to make me forget of the film (seriously scary) and there were AF2 repeat on TV. I heard it’s started already but I never had the feel to watch it for now. I’m still in the blues I think, so I don’t really bother for any show on TV yet. At half-eleven I took Naqib from his pre-school. I had to wait outside for a while as I arrived a bit early than the time and I could hear the teacher was shouting something for the kids to spell and after that they had to sing ‘burung kakak tua’ and also say some prayers before going back. How cute! Not long after that I saw Naqib out, man he was as big as the others, or even bigger, eventhough he’s a year younger. It runs in the family I supposed. Tall and big. Haha

On the same day Mak was admitted to HUKM (now it is all making sense right) for her kidney stones (med term: ureteric calculi). She was on the list for Left URS on Thursday so she went in one day earlier for the preparations. I also met Pah and Mira who’s place just behind the main hospital building, they came to see me with their white coats on, and I actually spent the night at their place. Haha I knew that would happen, and Mak had to bear with me.

It’s a long entry, I want to write more but I’m afraid I can’t. Cut the story shorter, the whole surgical procedure was safely done on Mak (it wasn’t an invasive procedure), and here she is sleeping soundly beside me. I have to get my sleep too and I can’t produce anymore noise or the nurses would get me for that.