Macam-macam

Finally, time has come for me to update this 2-weeks-forsaken blog. Ahaks. And within this 2 weeks, a lot of things happened, yg pasti dpt mnguji jiwa. He3.

1st weeks, yg pasti, all the occupants of ar-razi lecture hall were haunted by the result of the last sem. Ade yg ok, ade yg a bit ko. A redeemeble ko, hopefully.  Plus non-stop brainwashing by the lecturers of different subjects. Rasa mcm mahu pengsan shj. But, they were doing it for the sake of us and the faculty itself. Mahu tlg kita. And Alhamdulillah, I think ramai dah bertukar ke daun baru. Bak kata Jannah time usrah, insyaAllah all 57 of us will continue the fight together until final yr. Please pray for everyone. And the class will never be the same if anyone of us is missing...

2nd week was also a tough week. We were tested with a challenge to unite the differences of XX and XY to produce a synchronize choral speaking for annual dinner. Despite of scoldings, angry tones, sleep-deprived nights, last minute practice and everything, Alhamdulillah, we pulled it off!!! W.pun, kami terpaksa sacrifice some of the time + evergy, but to compare with what we'd achieved..........manis kan kerjasama???........ 

And yes, the dinner was great too! The show from final yr was amazing and I love that multimedia show, coundn't stop laughing watching it! So, my RM50 wasn't waste in vain....

Last thursday also, ada Basic Clinical Skill dgn Dr Suhaila. After briefing on general inspection, we (the  girls) headed to next room for practical purposes (to use that Sphygmomanometer thing, perlu selak beberapa benda). The funny thing was when we baselessly accused that Sphygmomanometer thing rosak after six of us had tried it. Padahal, kami 6-6 org xreti guna. Hahaha.

I think the last friday was the first time the anatomy tutorial to run in PBL way. Agak  kelakar. And for the first 10 mins, all the students in Group C were speechless. Tak terkata2, benggong and sebagainya. But it was really fun and mind-boggling. And to Zati, u were the first person who actually said the word thymus....hahaha....And just to remind all and me too, there's no such thing as anastmosis of nerve..... ;))

Yesterday, we were off to USIM Nilai for tamhidians' motivational bengkel stuff. Seriously, xtau kene wat pe. Sume impromptu. Time LDK lg kesian. Sy xtau ape ajaran sesat sy dah ajar bdak2 tuh....Haishh. But I think I learnt a lot from them. Sape sangka, bile sgt2 stress, ada budak laki sgt suke basuh bj time tuh ;) Ada budak perempuan, bile sgt2 stress, mnjadi 'hallucinate' time shopping, sampai xtau beli apa and ada juga org xtau apakah tumbuhan yg bernama 'taugeh'. To my group, sorry yerk, being a faci and explaining that module stuff wasn't my expertise. Module tuh pn agak kelakar. Teknik bertenang??? hahaha. Sungguh membengongkn. But it was nice to meet all of you, Aminah, amirah, amalina (sy rase group ni dsusun based on list name ABC), asyraf, hanis, hanisah, fikri and bdak-yg-berlagak-hebat-dlm-semua-perkara. Hopefully, you all can come and join the pandan faculty....huhuhu. All the best for the second sem!

And also, I felt superly happy seeing the old teachers again, Madam Latipah, Cg Faizatul Ahya and Cg Faezah. Thanks for inviting us!!!

And felt happier bile dapat stop kat ice room after that. Yum, yum, yummy!!!! Ice-cream! ahaks. 

Okay, that's all. Perlu ada subjects yg ptt di'study' after this. And wow, panjang nya entry kali nie. Ahaks.

p.s. To my best friend, RAJA SITI MARDHIAH RAJA AZMI, happy 2-0th birthday!!! Maaf, xdpt celebrate ur birthday kat Czech bersama...huhuhu.

..kembali..

In a few hours, I would be back in GV. Back living with girls. Hahaha.

Yesterday, Prof Shahrir ade msg.

"Just got the result. Everyone of u had passed. Cume need to push for better grades..."

Haish, ckp sal result mmg xpenah suke. Pa-pe pon, at the end of this sem ader major exam. The one dat has been awaiting for two years. May Allah ease our journey...

See everyone esk!

p.s. hujan oh hujan ;) 

25th November 2010

One more hour, today will end. hehehe. And officially, I've turned 2-0 today. Yes, the big 'two' in front. These are my favourite quotes of the day. Hehehe. 

Sabda Nabi, mafhumnya : 'Tidak berganjak kedua-dua kaki seorang hamba pada hari kiamat sehingga disoal mengenai umurnya pada perkara apakah ia habiskan, ilmunya untuk apa digunakan, harta benda dari manakah ia peroleh dan pada apakah ia belanjakan, serta ttg tubuh badannya pada perkara apakah ia susutkan kemudaannya serta kecergasannya"        -Hadis riwayat Tarmizi

"....moga bertambah iman seiring dengan usia..." - u-noe-who-u-r

All praises to Allah for blessing me the nikmat of breathing until this very moment. All I''m asking from You is to never let me deviate from this path of siratulmustaqim and intensify my Iman and Takwa to You.

And again today, I tagged along my father into his OT. Hahaha. So much for my birthday celebration. It was a coincidence that he'd surgery to do today. Tagging along with me were 2 other friends.

Quite embarassing at first, because we'd no idea how to get into there and the operation was on-going at that time. Fortunately, my father sent a nurse to pick us up. Aiisshhh, dah malu nk jmpa nurse tuh. 

The patient was a young girl, 15 y/o. Fuuh, muda tuh. She has idiopathic scoliosis;  medical condition in which a person's spine is curved from side to side (idiopathic...yes, the word idiot gives out the meaning already). Tp sy membuat teori bhw budak nie sgt rajin study smpi asyik tertido kat meja study. Which finally lead to her condition. Hahaha. ;D

Be grateful that Allah still rewards us with healthy back

When we entered the OT, the back of the girl was wide open. And I wondered how the docs differentiate the stuff in her flesh when I could only see red thingy all over it. Aishhh. Xreti, mmg la....

The team was trying to straighten the bending by putting screw and blablabla. There scene inside there was no difference from the construction site. Hahaha. And I'm not joking. You've got hammering here, drilling there and screwing the bones. For one minute, I'd totally forgotten that they were doing it on a living thing...one mistake, you'll leave the patient paralyze. Scary, huh...

Yeah, team medical dragon~ Ahaks

One this particular doctor was squishing the scraped bones from patient into pieces. Agak pelik. Turned out that, the pieces of bones will be scattered back into the girl's spine to grow new bones. Klakar ssb xpenah dgr plak camtuh. Homograph something...

Finally, after almost 3 hours standing and observing from far (and being totally invisible to other docs and nurses), we left the room to pray and eat. And never come back there. Hahaha. Xde la. One of us had to other errands to do. So, we called it a day.


Lots of things I couldn't comprehend back in the room. So, there's still a looooooooooong way to go. And InsyaAllah, if I make it to become a doc, there's one thing I pray hard to Allah; I don't want to become a reason behind the death of my future patients. Na'uzubillah...

Menanam satu impian di sini...hehehe (feeling abnormally short w/out the heels ;p) 

p.s. To all my wonderful friends, thanks for the great and meaningful birthday wishes. Allah yubarik fikum!!!

p.s.s. 25,26,28,29 Nov....such wonderful dates. I wonder why??? hehehe

Randomness

Everyday, I'm always grateful to Him for blessing me with these two nikmat; Islam and family as well as friends who perpetually remind me how great the Islam is. Had it's just me, I would have never gone this far. Ya, sy sgt lemah. Everyday is a fight with nafsu. A fight with inner-self and evil's whisperings. Sometimes, I outsmart them but most of the time, they over-top me. 

Some of my friends have stronger and better fikrah Islami which I salute and respect them. And kadang2 saya malu juga dgn mereka. Tp, saya suka bersama mereka...he3... ;) 

Go to 1:33 directly if you want to skip the song.

The vid is about Ruben or Abd Bakr, an Australian who'd converted to Islam. I'd watched it a couple of times and every time  I did it, it gives me goosebumps. Malu dgn diri sendiri pn ada. If you'd seen it, xpe la. Just a sharing from me.

Today, I've made myself to visit the Cheng Ho exhibition, bersama-sama 2 rakan setia saya, he3. The place was huge and full with small gerai inside and outside the air-conditioned tents. Jualan both from Malaysia and China (tp skit je kot dr cina; mostly jual batu jed, bracelets, china silk and so forth). One that I found kind of interesting from China was 'Terapi Naga Api'. Hahaha. Well, mmg ber'api' pn. Simply put, it's like a typical massage. Instead being wrapped by a thin clothing, that tukang urut will put a thick one (kain pe ntah) on the body and pour some fluid (sy xpasti air ape) where flames are coming out from it. 

My second fav was that long chinese scroll. The label said 'Al-Quran dlm bahasa Cina'. I instantaneously went WTH??, since when Quran was written in chinese. Okay2 relax, it's just the translation. Misleading tol la label tuh. The interesting part is that the translation was written by a non-muslim, complete 30 juz. Huhuhu.

Yes, as a typical woman, ahaks, I couldn't help myself to be attracted to the clothes' section. There was nice iranian's  garment. Sgt elegant.

Us : Berape erk baju2 nie?

Auntie: Satu RM 500, taaaaapi ader 10% discount, so, dlm RM 400++ je.

Me: (As if that 10% will make any difference to that rm500) Aisshh.  

Finally, that Cheng Ho guy exhibition at KTC. Since he was a muslim, I was hoping to read more on that guy's biodata and his role in Islam. Tp cam xde je (or I just missed it??) Hmmm.

Some pics that I snapped...

The guy himself

I think these replicas are his armada?

The world's longest Quran (200m)....he2 I saw my reflection there.

Empty

The thing about cuti that I like the most is the freedom to think of what I WANT to do next, instead what I HAVE to do next.

But the most hateful part is lacking of self-control and discipline. I can spend the whole day just watching the stupid box (read : tv) or blogwalking into random bloggers.

And I felt really, really empty...

I think that's how it felt when your IMAN is falling and crashing into ground. Istighfar ye...

It would be nice to have doses of them...

This week ade pameran Cheng Ho kat stadium. I've no idea who he is or what he'd done before. The pameran sounds really like a historical one. Ahaks. Oh, there's acrobatic show too (but not really looking forward for it as I'm not fan of height).

p.s. 4 days left before the moment of 'teen' ends. I wish my face (or height) do reflect my age.

Bengang

It's the night before eidul adha. But....

Despite of that, you have a father who is

 groaning in pain,

thinning due to not eating,

and obviously is not having enough water.

Someone suggested to bring him to the hospital,

At least, if it is his time already,

let hime go in peace,

not in a devastating way.

But, 

NO,

you said, "Sape nk jaga kt hospital?"

HELLO!!!

Look around you,

you've at least seven siblings, 

not to mention, your children are grown up already to help taking care their grandfather.

So, what's your problem?
Malas nk deal with hospital??
Baba is more than happy to jump in to help,
Even, some of you are working in the hospital...

Or you just simply don't care....???

P.s. Sorry, it's not my intention to unleash my anger tonight. I just got back visiting relatives at Kg. I coudn't even stand for 5 minutes in front of that poor man, what's more for a week like the family did. Groaning, moaning, menggelepar sana-sini. Baba explained what they can do; bring him to hospital. If they think the pain was from 'buatan org', then bring the bomoh to the hospital too. I bet the doctors are fine with it.

Theys seemed to agree with baba...at first. Then, they started to give excuses and decided that the best way is to keep the poor man in the house and do nothing. Great!

P.s.s I know that the power of healing is in Allah's hand. He's the true healer. But I believe that the power of ikhtiar is in our very hands. 

P.s.s.s Have a blessed eidulaldha though!

Taking a Break

Yes. It's cuti again. Got back to my home just to find my brother has terrorized my room into his study space. Adeeh. Fine, his exam in 10 days (according to his countdown pasted on the wall), excuse is accepted. Need to find somewhere else to dwell though...

Hmm, there was football last night. Not that I follow any football league. I happened to pass by the TV and saw my father and brother glued to it. Football match; Malaysia vs China. Oh, no wonder. Well, Malaysia lost. 0-3. Not that I surprised. But they were given soo many yellow and red cards, that's new to me. Based on my one-minute observation last night (I couldn't stand to watch longer than that), they weren't wrestling on that field, that's one thing for sure. Ahaks.

Just finish reading Jodi Picoult's House Rules. After flipping through 300++ pages, the ending was hanging. At the end, I didn't know what's going to happen to that Aspie kid and his bro. Arrggh.

Anyhow, three weeks cuti? Tido, tido, tido. I got a few things in my mind.

• Revise the previous hafazans and prepare a new one
• Do reading on certain books or else K.Wan will kill me...ahaks
• Study (okay, shoot me if you want)
• A dish a day (okay, please laugh; my cooking skills suck)
• Visit Mak Aji more frequently 
• Tutoring my bro for SPM
• Download Psych Season 5 (yeay!)

At the end of cuti, do ask me whether I did any of those. If I didn't, feel free to kick/punch/slap me.

Taking A Break. Bubbye!

TRW

Google je pic nie. Ahaks.

hehehe. Sorry, the title has nothing to do with the last night's victory. Xkuasa sy nk ulas. hahaha. Anyway, congratz to the Red Warriors, and to Kelantanians, enjoy your wonderful cuti today. As for me, cuti ke xcuti, exam is still waiting for me at the exam hall tomorrow.

Exam syndromes; 

-Your biological clock is totally altered

-Gossip for today is nothing except exam's topics

-Makan, buku is at ur side, tido pn same

-Your bed is another name for rak buku

-Sakt pinggang, sakit belakang....mahu yoko-yoko!

Tp.....perlukah your ring tone pn dibuat bunyik soalan exam? He2

Of Midnight

It's almost 12 midnight and my youngest bro will turn 17 in any minutes from now. Happy birthday to you, dear! And I know you're not going to celebrate it in between the classes (and extra classes) and tuitions. Not to mention, the homework and your self -revision. Hahaha. A typical SPM-slave. Anyway, hope you will slough off  that so-not-cool tight jeans and weirdo hair-style (your hair is like kayu already, putting so much gel!). May you become a humble slave of HIM but still an outstanding person. 

Used to call him 'baby'of the family 

Back to me. I'm still reading the physiology of menstrual cycle. I wonder how Dato' can digest all these facts and riddles of XX yet he's a male. And I, myself, a proud XX still perplex at the intricateness of the female reproductive thingy. Irony kn? 

Intricate yet Allah has created it just nice to suit with our lives.

P.s Follicular/proliferative phase; hormone secreted is estrogen while luteal/secretory phase, both progesterone and estrogen are secreted.

p.s.s Dimension for ovary is 3x2x1 cm while uterus is 3x2x1 inches...

p.s.s.s Oversleeping tyme afternoon can make you nocturnal. Yeke?

Smiling ;)

 Tasniim likes this.

Ahaks.  I’ve been  addicted to this nasyeed since Syeera introduced it during her tazkirah turn.

Healing, a simple act brings such meaning. A smile can change a life and let’s start believing...

That’s my favourite part. I found it very soothing and profoundly meaningful. : )

Yes, the 3S campaign and stuff had finished. But the spirit has to go on! Anyway, I miss Choral Speaking! Not that I want to perform again and do that superbly embarrassing walking out gimmick! Mcm kanak2 ribena tol. He3. Though it was really funny. Just missing those nights where we gathered to practice. The laughter and everyone seemed to choral in their own sense of creativeness and spirit .Ye, sy tau, kamu sume mcm separuh mati gelakkan sy time praktis choral dan sy juga separuh mati gelakkan kamu semua. Hahaha. :D. Whatever it is, thanks to ALLAH and thanks to you all! On the other side, the guys also did very well. Cam siot je korang. Ala-ala penari cabaret laa plak jd nye :D

The coming weeks will be more tougher, more presentations, more PBL sessions and yes, the Final Exam for this sem. But do keep on smiling ;)!

The Beginning of the End

It's going to start all over again. The lectures, tutorials, last minute assignments etc (ye HE and English, masih igtkah?) He3. So, do pick up at where ever we'd left two weeks ago. Ahaks. And the essential is, do straighten your niat.

He2, let's continue yerk!

p.s Result mid sem! 1 word : Redha je la. Cam bengong je wat ri tu. Whatever it is, let's keep up the effort!  

p.s.s Off to KL at 5p.m but mistakenly told the others it'll be at 3pm. Holidays and over-eating make me less alert. Ha3. 

The recaptured memories

Alhamdulillah, praises to Allah, the last night grand reunion run smoothly although it did carry away with the timing. Being there did bring lots of almost-forgotten memories. I still remember the first day I was in the school. It was my father who hold my hand and guide me to the class  where I was located. And the spread of the baseless ghost stories (which I'm the only one who still remember it up until now, pelik...). The day that I wasn't feeling very well and ended up vomiting during the lesson (errggh, that was really a bad one). When I was in standard five, my class kept on getting the cleanest class ever. Ahaks. Mane x nya, we sacrificed half of our lunch break period cleaning the class. Time tuh kami agak OCD kot ;D. He2. And yeah, the worst of all, the war between banin and banat. We seemed to dislike each other at that time. Ntah nape.

Okay2, back to the present.  

The ceremony commenced with doa' and singing of school anthem, which the last time I sang it, was more than seven years ago.

Part of the lyrics.

ex-sri Batch 7, just beberape kerat pn. (supposedly there were more boys, tp ntah mne merayap)

 Pics taken with muallim/ah + ahli lembaga PPA (which include my father and tmah's)

During the photography session, everyone seemed to have  the dslr thingy. And I only have this almost-3-yrs-old cam. Cam inferior siot amik pics beside them. Ahaks.

Those who were keen to take pictures. Head of cameramen, Bro Naufal (sitting)

Amidst of the excitement seeing old friends, I spotted an USIMian senior, who I seriously have no idea that she was an Amanian before.Yep, it was Sis Izyan. Klakar rasenya.  

 

With USIMian seniors.

1st batch aka my eldest brother's former classmates. 

It would be nicer if more Amanians show up. Hu3. But the event was great. It's not piece of cookies tau to gather the scattered Amanians. And so, kudos for the committee members ye! Allah yubarik fikum! 

Forever in memory!

Breathing again!

Alhamdulillah, this blog is getting its pulse back! More than a months since my last superly short entry. Malas, busy, no idea, bla bla bla. Mcm2 excuses.So, today, I brave myself to write something.

 Yesterday was Lel's birthday~! He2. Happy belated birthday dear! 

Almost end of Ramadhan. It's a mixed feeling. Sad to leave Ramadhan. I miss the moments walking down the hill, rushing to break the fast at Masjid NurSaadah, rushing for Terawikh prayer at surau kg. Walking with Tirah/Sof/Dilah/Sanah/Dijat+Zu mlm2, gelap2. And makcik2 yg almost tumpangkan kami balik tyme hujan anjing&kucing, makcik2 yg kejutkan kami bile tertidoooo tyme terawikh. And of course, I'm going to miss Ramadhan itself. Only Allah knows whether I still have a chance to meet Ramadhan again next year.   

I'm also happy to celebrate the coming Eidfitri (ye esok je pn!). Meeting family members that are only being seen once a year. Eating mcm2 kueh :D and duit raya. I'll celebrate the eid at Kelantan half day and off to Kedah. Will be back in three days. And maybe I'm not going to Najwa's wedding. Sedey, since she's about to break the record to be the first girl to get married in my batch and I'm going to miss that historical event. Hu3.

And to all my ex-schoolmates of Amanians, do come to this grand gathering/reunion of the first nine batches on Sept. 16 (ye, it's Malaysia Day!). Ahaks. Looking forwards to it. 

And I also want to apologize for all my wrongdoings whether they were being done purposely/unintentionally by me. Aaasif, minta maaf, sorry, gomen everyone!  

Happy eid mubarak from us! (p.s xsia2 latih bdak kecik nie wat 'peace'. Ahaks.)

"Yesterday is a history, Tomorrow is a mystery, Today is a giftl; that's why it is called 'THE PRESENT'. 

Life your life to the fullest to get His blessing!"

Abandoned?

So, it's been a month I didn't make any post. Hibernate buat seketika. Ahaks. It just that lately, things got really hectic. The first week was full with welcoming 1st yr soft of things and also the inter-medical scrabble competition stuff. Alhamdulillah, all of them had settled. We even went for theatre at KLPac last two weeks. Let's just say, the show, indicinelive (do read as IN-THE-SCENE-LIVE) was really, really meant for matured audiences. Never in my life I heard so many taboo words being said in such a short time. But as Miss Q put it, "It was a nice  exposure for us" (for superly suci-murni USIM student's minds ;D). Enough of this theatre. Next few weeks, there will be another scrabble competition for interfaculty level. Ha3 Seriously, this scrabble thingy has become FPSK's obssession. 

Last weekend, I was back at Kelantan for my brother's wedding. Yeah, balik umah!! Ahaks. During the wedding day, as usual la, there were lots of 'soalan cepumas' for me.Tension gk. Nie la padah memasuki era 20-an.

Ramadhan Mubarak is next week, people!!!

Just a short post this time. Just finished drawing the histo's GIT. 

Roger and out.  

Of hols.

Yeah! Hols is coming to its end. I cannot wait to attend all those endless lectures and silence-overwhelmed tutorials. The constantly unfinished homework and assignments. Extreme lunacy to stay up through the darkest depth of the night. Flipping through the pages of you-know-how-thick-it-is books. All new and tongue-twisted medical jargon. And also, the cruelest concoction ever exists in human history....exams. I'm soooooooooo looking forward to it. Hahahaha.

Okay2, taklah. Tipu je. It just an implicit attempt to express my grieve over the end of blissful hols. Tp nak wat cmner, time still flies away and life moves on whether we like it or not. So sorry, this post is a bit emotional and sentimental. :@!!!   

This is an excerpt from the book I'm currently reading on. Written by a highly humorous meds students in Ireland.

Me: I'm stressed over upcoming MCQ. I want 2 die. Tell me y we r studying medicine again? 

Eggy: Becoz we r nerdy ppl, who need to learn everything and score highest in exams.          

Me: Does this qualify us 2 be gud docs? 

Eggy: No, but it does qualify us to study medicine.

Me: Wat about becoming gud docs to our patients?

Eggy: Let's pass our MCQ first, ok. STUDY!

Me: I hate you.

Enough of this saddy-maddy mood. This week and last weekend are really quite. Most of the occupants are away. One has been nicely packed and sent to KMB and the other one is at USIM for arabic debate national level for SMKAs. Sadly, lost during quater final. Redha je la. Ha3. And oh yeah, to all fomers KISASians, be proud of your juniors bcoz they did it again, the champion of all. Ust Safwan mesti bangga tahap bahagia lagi nie.

Anyway, best jugak pegi shopping brg2 kahwin nie. At least, I gained some knowledge and preparation for this wedding thingy. He3. But my brother was totally hopeless and helpless. Of all the time, we (me, my mum, and a friend of her) were doing all those choosing and matchmaking processes, all he did was waiting at the cashier with his credit card. Ahaks... Typical guy...

Off for now.

P.s. Sakit hati tgk the blood-sucking price of flight ticket. Beli private jet br tau.:((                                   

Brain.

This is a post made as a response to Qi's otak kanan atau otak kiri. So, I did the test. Here goes the result.

Your Brain Usage Profile:

Auditory : 28%
Visual : 71%
Left : 31%
Right : 68%

p.s. you can get the link to the test at Balqis's page. :P

Looking at it, it's my right brain which dominates between the two. Well, that perplexes me. How can that even be possible? My level of artistic and creativity are beyond kindergardener. Teruk sgt. Well, I think, at least it may have something to do with my left-handedness. Tu je kot. But the listening part is true and agreeable. Ha3. Because during the lectures, I only can grasp 10% of whatever being taught (despite of my so-called full concentration :D). After class, selalu cam bingung2 jerk. 

He3, that's what the test said la. Its validity tuh xtau la real or not. But there's nothing harm, so why not try to do it? It's fun and it helps to understand your brain (yeke?). :D

Above all, say thanks to ALLAH for making us as ahsanul takwim. :)

May we have fun learning brain in 2nd yr. Hak3~~

Notes.

My bro was home yesterday and he brought back all my tamhidi's books and notes. In my attempt to sort out the books, I found a bunch of chemistry notes made by tutorians 1. Mmg mcm2 gaya notes tuh. The notes were intended to give each other a hand in revising the topics. Ha3. Well, that was the intention la. Tp looking at the notes tuh, bleh jd mislead lak. There was one from the guys' group (ntah group mne) with short message at the bottom. Mcm ade pesanan penaja lak kat situ.

A very unique creativeness in notes' making :D

He2. Hanya mampu tersengih melihatnya. 

p.s. Feeling like selling those books. Byk siot. Two big boxes. I dun think my bro will be using them. Sape2 nak beli?

Silence breaker.

I'm so behind in posting anything. Laziness is definitely a cliche excuse. Ha3. But that's just it. Hols is going to end soon. No more 'goyang-kaki' atmosphere, I guess. The upcoming days will be busier with pretty heavy stuff; back to GV, new sem, new freakingly mind-sucking topics, new responsibilities and last but not least, new juniors :). So, kene berlagak matured la skit.

Last few weeks were quite something. The world's hot issue of Israeli's bloody raid on Gaza flotilla. It was inhumane. But nothing was human when it comes to Israeli. Just keep on our faiths, hopes and prayers to Palestinians.

My unexpected vacation to Cameron Highland. Long story short, I was supposed to be camping somewhere at Tumpat but ended up to be there. Weird, huh?

 Sybah and I. Kami dikatakan kembar. Pelik.

 Kabus di awl pagi.

A day at my primary school. It was quite fun and nostalgic too. It's been a loooooooong time since my last visit. Lots of changes and development. I was there to serve as a so-called facilitator for standard 6 motivational camp. It just came to my sense that 12 years-old kiddies can be really, really out of control. During the treasure hunt game, they were screaming, running and climbing all over the places. Was I like that before? Hmm. The best part was to see how careless and free they were. And they also called me 'muallimah'. Bangga tuh :D. Ha3. I also met some of my former teachers and the school has a new principle; Mlmh Rusyaida. The disciplinary bureau must be very shining under her. :D

My super juniors. eh? Mcm penah dgr word tuh.

With them. I dun even remember any of their names despite of being told so many times.

 

Muallimah Wardah

Other facis aka my juniors. They sang us (me and sybah) a song. "chic...chic something" and ended it with "i love u". So sweet!

Off to Villa Danialla, near Sudara beach last weekend. It had an awesome swimming pool. Double storey!!! One for adults and one for kids. The adult's had 6ft till 12ft depth. Seriously deep. I stuck at 6ft only, and barely made to 7ft. Not to mention, the beach was lovely and swim-able. And it got this classic-looking dining place right in front of the beach. The chalet was more like a hotel. It even got a windscreen tv and astro!  It was a superb resort....and so did the fee. Hu3.

 A hall in front of our room.

Staircase to swimming pool. Adult's section.

Kami badak berendam. :P

  

The dining place

The beach. Subhanallah. Lawa kan. Teringat lagu time class arab. "Albahru yamtaddu wal ma'uhu yashdu...." 

p.s awan tu mcm wat peace :D

Other villas. Bleh nampak astro terpacak.

My bro is coming back from USIM today. That's the end of it. He was barely a month there. Mmg xde keje tol bdak tu. 

And also, Rejab's here!!! We're 2 months away from Ramadhan. :))

p.s. I like to 'sumbat' everything in one post. Hu3.

Marathon de Kelantan.

**Alert : This entry is a looooooooong one. You can skip the text and enjoy the pics. Or you can skip both and leave this blog right now. He2.

Ten houses, two different 'pasar borongs' and a resort in just 4 days. Mmg penat. But worth of doing. Thanks a lot to those who came from far and to those who willingly invited us to their homes. Ha3. The last four days was a blast with splendor and lavish food at each visited homes :P. At last sume dpt abdominal distension, over-eating punye case. Hak3. I think after the trip each of us had put on extra kg kot.

Us : Zt, Tirah, Dilah, Tin, Radhy. Sanah (achik), Hawa, Reen, Me, Wani, Dib, Dijat, Sof, Fay. Not in d pic: Man (Gu)

Day 1 started off with arrival from kl and t'ganu. We breakfasted and lunched at Dib's house. Tok Ma's and Cunni's nasi lemak and nasi ayam were delicious. He2. Our first stop after luch was Sanah's house at Binjai. We were treated with laksam and desert like caramel pudding and kek batik. Next house was Dilah's at Melor. We stayed there until night, makan2 and had a lil chit-chat.

At a very last minute, we planned to go Az's house, since we were already in the area. The lane to her house was freakingly narrow with jungle at both sides. All of us were scared to death. And Az wasn't picking up her phone. Mmg siot. We took a wrong turn and almost lost. Ha3. Lastly, we stopped to ask for direction. Rumah p.cik yg kami tanye direction tu pun agk menakutkan with smoke coming out from the house. But we managed to get the right direction and arrived there safe and sound. It was an unforgettable experience. Ala2 horror movie lak. Note to ourselves : visit Az during the day only!

Day 2 was filled with shopaholic mood. In the morning we headed to Pasar Siti Khadijah. Before that, we had our breakfast at Mok Noh's, in front of SRI Aman, my, Lel's, Timah's, Bob's and Chan's former primary school. Hak3. At the pasar, the girls unleashed their femininity. Semua dah rambang mata tgk baju and kain.We left that pasar with flat purses. :( Hu3.

At lunch, we went to Zt's house at Bachok. Simple dish for lunch, Fried Mee with Kepok, specially made by Zati herself~ He3

 With Zt and her mother and nenek

And directly from there we were off to Perdana Resort. My Toyota Unser was crammed with 11 people inside, two in front and 9 at the back. Kalah ikan sardin dlm tin. Hak3. There, we met with Fay and the gang, Sanah, Hawa and Reen. That made 15 of us. 

 The passengers. Should be 5 persons in the middle row.

Soon after we checked in, we strolled at the beach sambil2 mkn ABC with 'satar' and 'otak'. Mmg sempoi.

ABC tajaan Radi

Peace~

At night, we had a belated, candle-light birthday party to Radi who'd turned 20 on Monday. It was sweet to do it beside the swimming pool.

The candle-light dining table

Kami.

Day 3 was a loooong one. In the morning, we walked along the beach and swam (more like berendam actually, hak3) kt swimming pool. Before going home, we stopped by at the stalls sambil wat test drive kt area tuh. :P

Depan chalet

Going home

Diversity of seafood

Test drive moments. Dib : fresh graduate driver, just barely passed JPJ's test.

From PCB, we went to Fay's house for brunch. And next to Dib's to lunch - Nasi Kerabu. Superly sumptuous! Got a quite long chit-chat with Dib's mother. And of course, we didn't miss a chance to dig Dib's misbehavior time kecik2 lu. Hak3.

At Fay's

Next, we continued our mission to Hawa's house. As usual, almost lost twice. Then to Timah's to dine in and Lel's for supper.

 With Hawa and her parents. *The small kid was Dib's sis

 At Lel's with her new renovated house. Mmg lawa!

Well, our journey didn't stop there. After that, we went to pasar borong at Wakaf Che Yeh. Mcm2 la plak bdak2 ni beli. The most bizarre one was Tin's chili. It was kinda weird to suddenly buy chili in Kelantan. Xde jual cili kt KL ke? Hu3, I asked my mother and just knew that that chili or lada besar/siam was only found in Kelantan. We went home at midnight (after being scolded by my father sbb blik lmbt, hu3).

Day 4 was a ride back to hometown. And that was the end of our trip.

 The late-arrival of double-storey bus

He2, closer look~

It's hard for the girls to go for a trip like this. So, millions thanks to their parents to permit them to go. And above all, thanks to Allah for our safety throughout the journey (to Dijat too, for reading the prayer loudly every time we commence our journey :D).

p/s: Nah, amik korang, penat tulih tau. And for more pics, you can get from me and Dijat when the new sem starts.