Got The Feva

Can't talk much, exam is coming. This would probably be one of the lasts, I have a battlefield to conquer. Nuff said, let's pictures do the talkings. Chaiyo!


Blue is the theme (Shine On S.A.P.P.H.I.R.E)


Eid morning at Msia Hall's backyard (sapa2 berkenan boleyla menelefon di talian bebas tol 1-800-00-00)


Semua tudung pesen2 tak ingat punya, aku jugak yang kuno


One of my fav candids, what the heck is Sabith looking at?


Talian terbuka untuk calon2 di atas juga


2nd Raya (the day when diarrhoea got us) at Custom House


Smile!


Wrapping up 2nd raya at 14, Grove Park which has the nicest kuih semperit in Dublin

And to wrap up the entry let me present U


Miss X (bukan nama sebenar) pramugari yang melampau di RCSI's Eid and Diwali Party (hehehe)

That's a wrap!

(how I love the colour brown)

the day when the sun shines brightly..

my Friday..

::lovely day outside, though the temperature keeps on falling

::nvm, good reason to wear the brightly colourful mufflers and scarves

::was sick earlier of the runnings for the bus (been doing that daily nowadays), and of the empty stomach (not been getting b'fast daily nowadays)

::quick nap in the prayer room, then went to see a patient with D. he was yesterday's patient whom i saw alone. did examinations. i love to communicate with sick people, it's like a pure satisfaction after doing one

::went back to the prayer room to get my things, on my way, took some slices of cheese, pastries and a cup of tea from the conference refreshments. that's the best thing in the hospital, free meals after each conference. and that's for b'fast and lunch

::last night i spoke to mum about my clinical electives, yes i got a green light fot that. been thinking hard for a good affordable place; india, indonesia, vietnam, God-knows

::now sitting in my official fav place in the library, digesting what's there in the book while humming to 30HMC. life's been never better

Monolog

"Blog tu macam diari la". Betul la, tapi tak jugak, not fully for me. As this is a public space, I do keep certain things that I think not worthy being publicised, and personal things that are not appropriate to be mentioned. My life expands beyond things said here, but I guess at the end of the day blog is the best spot to place all the daily rumbles, things that I didn't get to express with other living creatures, let's just do the mind things. I guess I would've done the same things on the phone with my mum or someone closer but hell yeah who would pay the bills huh? Cut it short, I just need someone that could lend me some times to just listen when I needed him/her. Without having any doubt, by far this is the best place to do it, without making any serious commitment into it as humans would do.

Tired and used. (I just deleted few paragraphs of things I've written here). There are things that are well-expressed but not well-shown to others. At least it relieved me to let them all out.

Blessed Eid-Ul-Fitr

Another eid celebration away from home, my 3rd time now. I was
wondering how many more would it be, let me see, next year and another coming year
when I'm in my Final Year, then graduate inshaAllah and then, internship. By
that time I'd still be here IF I got a place to do my internship, and that's
IF everything runs accordingly to my plan. Lately I've been thinking hard
about my future plan, weighing all the pros and cons, but now I'm pretty
sured to stick 80% to my initial plan and let the left variable 20% be the
God-knows upcoming unpredictable events, well namely; a young handsome millionaire on
holidays in Dublin accidently bumped into me and wink wink it was love at
first sight set the proposal and yes we married on a cruise and settle down
with me running some volunteering jobs and charity works and looking
after the lovely family and till death do us part. Wowee I'm a real
daydreamer..

Back to the real topic, this year's eid was no differ like the previous
years, well to me at least. A week before eid my heart was screaming to go
home. It sounded crazy but believe me I was searching for a last minute
cheap flight to go back and my soul preceded me by already being at
home. Why this year? Well this year's eid falls on a weekend so we don't have
to skip lectures for it. And back home, this time it would be a very
meaningful one to our family as Along and Angah's family would both have their
turns to raya at our side, plus the new blessed baby Arif Hafiy. The whole family
would go back to our hometown in Alor Gajah and my parents had
renovated our late granny's wooden house to a better condition so they would all
stayed there the whole-length of the holidays. There's gonna be a tahlil in
the house as done every year, Pak Akub (Mak's big brother) would go from a
house to another (there are 5 houses in the area, all my closest relatives)
to do the tahlil and du'a for the late grannies and the ones before. They're
gonna kacau dodol, I know eventhough they denied it on the phone. And they're
doing them all without me! Great..

After the mournings and cryings, I finally accepted the fact that it
was fairly impossible for me to go home in this short period of time. On
Friday people has already started talking about eid, few invitations and some
worries that eid would fall on Saturday. As for me, my basic instict
strongly suggested that it will be on Saturday, I don't know why but I
just felt it. So after the lectures finished on late Friday afternoon we
decided to do some shoppings for eid's stuff. (At that particular time I was so
close, 5mm if measured by a ruler, haw haw, to make a remarkable
history of my own). I was never so right, it is indeed on Saturday. Reaching home we were
all starting the engines, cooking and cleaning the house while reciting
some takbir and screaming some raya songs just to erase the mounting
sadness. I slept at 3 that night. No worry for any dark circles around the eyes,
I've already got two.

Eid morning was never so bright. It would've been a bit better without
the cold breeze I guess. The morning was spent at the Msian Hall, met
people and asked for forgiveness, bid selamat hari raya, took photos-loads of
photos. Next venue, Hj Fauzi's place. Who would miss that, it's the only chance
to eat nasi dagang with the kaw kaw teh tarik in Dublin. Out of 10 people
I met at the end of the day telling me they went to that house, only 4 people
I guess who really knew who Hj Fauzi and the whole family is when I asked
them back. That's not included an incidence of a friend thanking a pakcik
whom she thought was Hj Fauzi when the real Hj Fauzi was standing not very
far from them. Piece of advice, know the people and they would know U.
Can't blame anyone, I have a strong facial recognition and some don't. (They
have a strong places recognition and I don't). Well I don't plan to tell
every single thing I did for the whole day, basically it was a day well
spent, I ate accordingly, not too much neither too little. A word of
appreciation to the people who invited me over to their places, sorry if I didn't turn
up to any, thanks for the delicious food, tahun depan buat lagi OK.

Second day, well today to be exact, I woke up at 3 in the morning to
run to the toilet only to find that a mate was in there. Waited and got my
turn. Then at 6 I woke up again for the same purpose and I was pretty sured
to have it, the diarrhoea. And few other episodes after that. Fully
awaken, 2 mates reported positive for the same symptom. God, not long after that
we managed to track down which one was the causal factor, and it is indeed
a cause of our own. Well in handling food, there's some risks to be taken
I guess. Out of that, we cancelled the plan to the ambassador's open
house and few other friends houses, we only went in two closest friends place
today. (And after each one it was like a routine to be in the toilet). My
stomach's still upset now but I don't go to the toilet for that anymore. By
tomorrow it should be better, and God tomorrow there's another huge party to
attend straight after the class. Ow stomach please be kind to me. Or maybe you
were just shocked to receive those food after a 30 days long digestion of
decent food only? (think I ate accordingly yesterday, or maybe I didn't?)

Life's back to normal, well plus some coming invitations (yey yeay) and
I should be a student as I was supposed to. Mini-Second Professional
Exam's (December exam) coming in no time and I don't wanna dissapoint myself
and my family for it. Go ho, make way to a nerdie me.

SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILFITRI, MAAF ZAHIR DAN BATIN
SELAMAT MENYAMBUT SYAWAL YANG PENUH KEMULIAAN, JANGAN LUPA PUASA ENAM

Photos will be uploaded later when I have the time.

SALAM AIDILFITRI

Originally uploaded by Shu Hada.

Since we sent the good-old Salam Aidilfitri so late to the local media, I think we have a pretty thin chance of it to be published in the paper or even the net. So I guess here it goes, from me and my fellow partners-in-crimes.

Salam Aidilfitri kepada ahli keluarga, sanak saudara, guru-guru, rakan taulan, dan semua umat Islam di seluruh dunia. Dari kami residensi Flat 1, 71 Grove Park.

(Terimalah serangkap pantun dari kami...uh I don't wanna go there okey ;-p)

To all who's been reading this blog, do come to our open house on the first day of Eid. I'm not kidding U, it's an invitation.

-from left: Yanie, Huda, Arnee, Shoe, Sali

Happy&Sad

HAPPY

Today she talked to him again. I saw that smile, that appeared in my dreams at night. That's the second most gorgeous smile I've ever seen after Jude Law's cheeky smile in Alfie's ad I saw everyday at the double decker bus (which is a true motivation for me to get out from the house every morning at half seven). I now know that there's no better man in the world than the one with a gorgeous face AND a gorgeous imaan. Well the rules always emphasize on mentioning the most important aspect first in every essay U do and the lesser comes later, so I guess in this case the latter is more important, and the former is a truly BONUS. As for myself, there would be no former without the latter being present in one's soul. Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder, yea?

SAD

Reading the news, pondering about Mr Arafat's fate and his little piece of land. The world's getting more depressing than ever. And looking at the wealthy Gulf people in my class, thinking that would it be better IF they have a little time to think about their sisters and brothers in other country, instead of thinking of which latest Louis Vuitton's design to buy or which 7 stars hotel would it be for the coming holidays. I'm not judging, just wondering how money and wealth could make people go blind.

Well, it's approaching the end of the holy month, make a full use of it. U'll never sure to taste the next one again.

BM la pulak

Harini sampai hospital awal tapi malas nak belajar, penat je datang awal. Oh ye, semalam best gila, memula buat physical examination dekat patient ni, finding yg best: ade scleral arcus, memang clear-cut la. Puas hati woo. Semenjak masuk ward baru ni banyak dah jumpa clear-cut symptoms, namely, gross clubbing, jaundice, xanthelasma, ascites, peripheral oedema. Banyak la benefitnya dari ward sebelum ni, jumpe patient yang pekak pun ada, penat giler jerit2 dlm ward masa nak amek history dia.

Lepas tu turun pegi tengok endoscopy. Patient yang ketiga buat OGD, ada neoplasm dekat OG junction dia, giler besar polyps tu. Best best.

Tak lama lepas tu Ean text ajak pegi tengok post-mortem/autopsy. Belari larila aku dan Julie ke Smurfit Building. Sampai2 jumpa Roar, lepas tu Ean ngan Ai pun tiba, naikla kami ke histopathology lab. Jumpa Helen, orang yang incharge autopsy. Masuk2 je bilik mayat tu, kami berlima menangis-nangis dengan beriyer, except Roar yang selamba je. Bukan sebab takutkan mayat tu, sebab formaline yang dia guna kuat sangat sampai irritate mata ngan hidung kami. Camne la Roar bley tahan, bionicle man betul dia ni. Helen pun tunjuk la organ2 mayat tu, ada dua orang sebenarnya, yang pakcik tu mati sebab accident, makcik pulak sudden death. Yang bestnya pakcik tu punye liver memang cirrhotic habis, nampak nodules2 dia, enlarged spleen, pastu ada embolus dekat hepatic vein dia. Diagnosis: Budd-Chiari Syndrome? Makcik tu pulak ada artherosclerosis dekat left coronary artery. Aorta pun calcified habis, Helen siap patah2 kan lagi artery tu. Bunyi dia macam orang patahkan kerepek pisang. Puasa2 ni tempting betul.

Halfway through explaination, tetiba sorang lelaki yang incharge autopsy lalu lalang belakang kitorang, macam mencari benda. Rupanya dia cari senduk. Aik senduk? Part bestnya, dia selamba je pegi dekat mayat pakcik tadi yang organ2 nya semua dah di keluarkan tu, pastu senduk darah kat dalam chest cavity dia buang kat atas meja. Serius macam orang senduk sup, banyak pulak tu darahnya. Muka kami semua dah semacam je, Julie lagila, muka dia cuak habis masa lelaki autopsy tu angkat2 badan mayat pakcik masa dia bersihkan meja. Sesi autopsy pun habis, kami keluar cari tempat nak cuci tangan. Aku, Ai dengan Ean setuju yang kami rasa ternoda duduk dalam tu lama2. Aiyakk. Julie pulak rupanya dia terpegang something fleshy yang dia tak sure dan tak nak tahu apa. Patutla muka cuak gila.

Habis autopsy, solat, ada Microb lecture. Lepas tu, BALIK. Buat julung2 kalinya rasa gembira sebab balik awal dan boleh lepak2 dekat rumah sebelum buka puasa di hari biasa. Sebelum sampai rumah singgah kejap kat rumah Faha nak ambil barang tertinggal. Orang sebelah rumah dia ada bela sekor kucing hitam ni yang sungguh amat sangat comel dan friendly. Rasa macam nak declare je kucing tu kepunyaan sendiri, ye namanya Melanie panggil Mel pun boleh. Kenapa Melanie? Tak tau la rasanya dia ada rupa macam Melanie. Sapa melanie? Aku pun tak tau.

Oh ye harini ada Dessert Night dekat college. Dah beli tiket semalam, tak sabar rasanya nak makan dessert2 yang best tu. Harap2 tak hyperglycaemia malam ni. Pukul 5.30 ada kelas bahasa Latin. kenapa bila cakap ada kelas Latin semua orang ingat kelas menari ala2 JLo tu. Aiyo. Hari Ahad ni da orang belanja berbuka buffet dekat Thai Restaurant. Alhamdulillah rezeki.

Macam tak caya lagi ± seminggu nak raya.