Air yang bergerak itu lebih bermanfaat…

..daripada air yang statik.

Aku baru je pindah rumah. Eksited lagi nih. Sambungan daripada kisah rumah dahulu, aku duduk dua orang je. Ahli rumah lama. Jadi, tentulah kami yang mendapat segala harta pusaka kan?

Nak dijadikan cerita, banyak la barang-barang yang ade dalam umah ni. Bayangkan lah, duduk 4 orang, tapi peralatan macam duduk 6 orang. Sebab, tambah dengan pingan mangkuk yang tuan rumah bagi. Tu belum lagi barang-barang aku yang telah aku kumpul sedari zaman mude-mude dahulu. Haha..

Jadi, memang letihla untuk aku mengemas rumah. Lagi-lagi jadual belajar yang mampat. Tapi takpe, at least sekarang aku ade kati saiz raja untuk dibaringi.

Semasa aku menyelusuri barang-barang aku, aku terjumpa beberapa barang yang aku kumpul sejak first year. Konon macam ade nilai sentimental la. Cam kad nama (kerneh), kad masuk exam, name tag majlis-majlis, baju-baju lama dan lain-lain. Tapi duduk di Mesir mengajar aku bahawa adalah suatu perkara yang sia-sia bagiku untuk menyimpan sesuatu barang. Kerana apa? Kerana Mesir ni kuat dengan habuk. Jadi segala barang-barang akan jadi hitam dan berabuk, justeru telah menghilangkan nilai keekstetikan dan nilai sentimental barang tersebut. (Ye la, ade ke orang nak simpan barang-barang kotor?)

Setelah penat mengemas (tak abes pon), aku pon bersiap-siap la untuk tido. Tetiba aku mendapat ilham. Hidup ni macam air. Kalau statik, lumut, protozoa, kulat akan membiak justeru akan membuatkan air tu jadi busuk. Tapi kalau air tu sentiasa begerak, bukan sahaja air tu tak akan jadi busuk, bahkan boleh menambah kandungan oksigen, malahan mungkin akan menghakis batu-batu di sepanjang alirannye.

Pendek kate, hidup yang sama je membosankan. Tapi bile hidup sentiasa berubah, berlain, ia pasti suatu yang menyeronokkan. Malahan, seperti sifat air yang mengakis secara perlahan atas batu-batu yang menjadi jalannya, barangkali kita mampu mengubah orang kalau tidak mengubah dunia. Eceh. Berfalsampah pula diriku.

Paham tak? Tak paham sudah. Tetekmu sebelah. Ape-ape pun kesimpulannya, dengan menyimpan barang-barang lame hidup akan menjadi bosan. Jadi selalula pergi shopping barang-barang baru… haha….

Clinical years

Alhamdulillah, I’ve made it to the 4th year. Did I? I think so. No one ever told me anything. Or not that I want ‘anything’ to happen.

Anyway, like most of you have known (eceh, cam ramai je orang bace blog merepek ni) I am starting my clinical round now. Well, not exactly a round actually, it is rather a clinical lectures. FYI, a normal clinical year suppose to be like; going to the hospital early in the morning, attending some sort of very short lectures, go around the wards taking patient history that going home when our task finished. Well, I heard that’s how it goes in other countries’ clinical round.

But here in Egypt, due to our insufficiency in talking Egyptian Arabic, we were put inside a small class room. Then, the patient was brought to us by the professors. Any question, we will ask to the professors in English, then the profs will ask the patient using local language, and vice versa.

Everyday is a long day for me. Because our class started as early as 8.30 am and ends everyday at 4 pm sharp. Or more. The professors are very good at delaying us. It is tiresome, but nevertheless I think it is still good because it made me feel confident eventhough the same cases were presented to us everyday. At least I don’t have the hardship to read again what was taught to us, because the profs (and the cases) were repeated quite a lot.

The 200 students are divided into two large group, Internal Medicine group and Surgery group. And each of the group are further divided into 5 groups. Me, in Surgery, group 2.

So, each the smaller group are stationed in their specific department. As for me, I got the Gastrointestinal Tract (GIT) Department. It is a nice department, at least my classroom is air-conditioned, very comfortable to sleep. But, the cases is always repeated. Which is, Hernia cases. Henias is very common. Because of what, well, that’s what I will tell you about it after this.

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There are a lot of type of Hernias, or uluran in Malay. Most of the abdominal hernia are caused by weakness of the front anterior muscle. Did you know that even though you stomach have a smooth skin (or flabby, like some person), the are actually some sort of opening on the skin underlying. Mostly to men, for their spermatic cord. Mostly the hernia are cause by protrusion of abdominal content through this opening. Actually, Allah has created the human as perfect as it is. But I believe that it is our activities which make it wrong.

For hernia, most of the cases are caused by frequent lifting of heavy objects. As you know, Egypt has quite a number of poor people. They said the rich people are damn rich, while the poor people are damn poor. It’s like the gap are too wide. Those poor people, in order to eat the breakfast or lunch, need to work. And what work are better for them other than heavy work like lifting heavy object.

So, these people are susceptible to got hernia. Which we always discussing about it everyday. Because there is always patients that have it everyday.

Hernia can be treated surgically. However, it makes me think. Eventhough a hernial patient has successfully treated (which not 100%, if you count the complicated case, the post operative complications etc), doesn’t it predisposed to recurrence? Because after their recovery, these people will be still doing their previous work, lifting heavy object.

So, some way must be done to reduce the incidence of Hernia in community. Like promoting the use of machine to lift object. Damn, I sounded like a Community Medicine lecturer. LOL

That’s the point of my post actually.

Recent

Ramai yang dah tahu aku dah lama tak update blog. Tapi tak ramai yang tahu aku ade banyak tulis blog draft, tapi tak publish sebab kehilangan minat di tengah-tengah jalan. So now aku sekarang dok tepi jalan. Takde la hilang lagi kot. Haha.. lawak bodoh. Jangan gelak kalau tak ikhlas.

Ramai juga yang dah tahu (eh jap, orang Malaysia tak tahu lagi kot) aku sekarang homeless. Huh… Sedih siot.  Merasa la cam mane perasaan peminta-peminta sedekah kat tepi jalan tu yang langsung takde rumah.

Sekarang, baru la ku sedar kepentingan rumah. Rumah adalah salah satu kepetingan, kalau bukan adalah segala-galanya. Kalau penat berkerja, atau setelah mengharungi hari yang panjang seperti setelah mengalami perlbagai kisah malang, cam tertinggal taram ke, terpijak lopak air ke, beli makanan Arab terlupa nak buat atau jalan jauh pergi ke sebuah kedai last-last kedai tu tutup (eh, kisah ni rekaan je. Aku tak pernah kena. Series tak penah. Percaya la weh), rumah la tempat yang akan segera terbayang di dalam fikiran. Ade katil, ade bilik mandi. Lelap jap, berlari ke alam mimpi untuk melupakan segalanya… Lagi syok kalau rumah tu ade orang tunggu siap dengan air Sarsi sejuk… haha… berangan jap.

Jadi, kadang-kadang terfikir lak cam mane la nanti nasib bawab (cam orang gaji la, tapi diorang ni duduk satu family. Keje diorang jaga bangunan. Cam sapu-sapu tangga, buang sampah dll) kt Asrama Mara Iskandariah ni. Sebab dengar cite akan dihalau suatu hari nanti. Alah, diorang bukan buat keje sangat pon. Haha (selfish)

Alkisah

Kalau korang rajin bace cerita-cerita sebelum ni, korang tahu kot cam mane sistem rumah aku. Waktu summer, kami sumbat semua barang dalam satu bilik, pastu kunci. So boleh la tuan rumah sewakan pada Arab mase cuti. Kira win-win la. Kiaorang tak payah bayar sewa, duit tuan rumah still masuk setiap bulan.

Tapi, rumah 4 bilik tu tuan rumah nak jadikan pejabat. So dia nak replace la rumah tu dengan rumah yang lain, tapi rumah tu 3 bilik. Kira cam tak best la sebab selama ni sorang satu bilik, bila masuk rumah 3 bilik , satu bilik kene duduk berdua. Jadi, 4 orang asal ni, jadi 3. Sorang nak belah sebab memang nak kawin. eh kawin? sape nak die?? haha tukar angin. Sekarang tinggal 3 orang je lah…

3 orang ni pulak, memula jual mahal la dengan tuan rumah tu. Tak nak masuk rumah 3 bilik tu. Nanti sewa mesti mahal. sorang kene bayar LE300++. Selama ni bayar LE 250 je. Tuan rumah tu plak banyak songeh kadang-kadang

Dari 3 orang tu plak. Sorang tak balik Mesir lagi. Jadi 2 orang yang lain tu bincang-bincang, sama ada nak berpecah atau nak stay. Dah, kalo sorang tak kisah (aku la tu) and sorang dah decide nak pecah, mestila la keputusan itjimak ulama nak berpecah. Nah, sekarang rumah pon susah nak dapat. Tu la, jual mahal lagi. Nak mengadu nasib kat rumah orang, nasib baik la ada yang sudi menerima.. Ish3… Semoga Allah membalas jasa korang…

Pastu, yang tak balik lagi dari Malaysia tu plak baru je tiba. Selama ni tak dapat kontek dia langsung. Pendapat dia pulak tak nak berpecah. Erm. Bagus juga tak berpecah. Nanti susah plak nak bahagi-bahagi harta pusaka rumah tu cam mesin basuh, periuk nasi, seduk belanga dan lain-lain lagi.

Kekurangan rumah

Ni la salah satu keburukan bila ramai sangat orang Malaysia kat Iskandariah ni. Lagi-lagi kat kawasan yang padat, yang rumah susah nak dapat. Pastu, tak kira la kalau Arab tu letak harga tak munasabah, ade je yang terima janji ade rumah. Last-last, kawan-kawan lain yang kurang berkemampuan terkapai-kapai cari rumah (termasuk la kami yang jual mahal ni… haha… padan muka diri sendiri)

Aku takde la nak halang orang nak belajar. Tak kisah kalau ramai orang Malaysia kat Alex ni. Lagi bagus. Boleh buat banyak aktiviti, boleh kenal ramai orang. Cuma stress la sikit. Dulu takde la susah sangat nak cari rumah. Kalau yang tak dapat rumah tu, sebab memilih sangat. Nak rumah baru, tapi harga murah. Cam gane?? Bulan lepas kot, aku follow orang cari rumah. Tapi tengok-tengok orang Arab sendiri pon susah nak dapat rumah. Haih~

Keadaanku

Alhamdulillah la. Keadaan aku kira ok la. Walaupun still menumpang (bahasa kasar merempat T_T), tapi ade banyak solution la. Cuma nak pilih solution mana yang terbaik untuk jangka masa panjang, dan yang mana yang paling sesuai untuk aku. Aku memula stress juga, takde mood nak study semua. Tapi aku sedar ni semua adalah ujian. Ade orang yang diuji dengan ujian yang lebih berat lagi.

Kesimpulannya

Jadi, sekarang ni dah tenang la sikit. Takde la stress sangat sebab aku dah nampak dah solution-solution yang ada. Cume tengah fikir lagi la… So korang-korang yang alang-alang dah membazir masa bace blog ni, ni la peluang korang untuk tambah pahala. Doakan aku semoga dipermudahkan ye! Doa yang simple tapi amat dalam maknanya. Ye la, kalau kaya, tapi banyak masalah, stress di tempat kerja, bini curang, anak menderhaka, keluarga porak peranda, tak boleh gak. Bak kate orang Klate, dok buleh gitu deh? Pastu walaupun hidup cukup untuk makan pakai je, tapi ade isteri solehah, anak-anak semua berjaya, soleh dan solehah, kan molek gitu…

Hish apesal cite pasal isteri ngan anak je ni. Meor ni sesuatu sungguh.. haha…

Pasni, insya Allah post pasal raya (yang tertunggak) dan kisah Clinical years. hoho

Ramadhan

It’s been a while.

Ramadhan this year is not the best yet not the worst. Being me, I am always believe everything is special on its own.

This year, I decide to celebrate it in Egypt, albeit the opportunity to go back to Malaysia. Regret me not, because it is not just another Ramadhan for me.

Last year, I always thought to myself, why my Ramadhan is so empty. Empty in the context of my ibadah. Honestly, I think my last year’s Ramadhan is very very empty. Woke up in the morning, doing a lil’ bit this and that, and in the afternoon, siting on the front of the computer waiting for breakfast. I wish to do some Quran reading, or maybe reading religious book… But being me, I think that wasn’t me, then that thought just flew away in a sec.

Praise be to Allah, this year I still able to meet Ramadhan again. Eventhough I still haven’t fully use the opportunity by doing ibadah, yet I still done what I can do. You can’t do something abruptly, can’t you?? However, I still miss my family.

What I do

I’ve walk a lot. To various mosques. From the shortest duration of terawikh to the longest I ever attend till now. It is true that when the Quran was read beautifully, in addition it itself is beautiful, people won’t care to stand for a long period. In fact, that was the mosque with the most people.

I’ve been to Gamie Ibrahim, Alexandria Egypt, and Mosque of Amr ibn al-As on the night 27 of Ramadhan, with Muhammad Jibreel leading the prayer specially on that night and the next night only. I also experience standing for one hour for Qunut. Yes, you didn’t read it wrong. One hour. There is also a crying session during Quran recitation and during doa Qunut, but too bad I didn’t understand Arabic well. T_T My heels was in pain for stading too long in the same place

Gami' Ibrahim (photo was not taken by me)

Gami' Ibrahim (photo WAS taken by me >.<)

Mosque of Amr ibn al-As (photo from wikipedia)

I’ve tighten some friendship with a few my batchmate. We even planing to finish reading the Quran before Eid. But under some circustances, the plan work quarter way. Well, it is still a complishment for me.

I also do some cooking..

Apam Balik Alex

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Near the end of the Ramadhan, I went to Cairo. Not only for welcoming the JPA 1st year junior, but also to celebrate Eid. In Alexandria, well, there is not much people.

In Cairo, I also walk a lot. I accidentally doing a qiam in a mosque because the bus back to Malaysian House was not avaible. It is a great experience.

Nothing beats the feeling of making new friends, and making people know you. And meeting people who have a strong memory, who remember your name and realized you’ve gone slimmer. LOL

But the most important thing, you get to know people who are not as priviledge as you, yet they still try to give, provide and serve you because you are their guest.

Coming up next>>> Eid celebration.

the yield

Last 7 October, marked the day when my result for 3rd year, 2nd sem result, announced. After all the commotion, Alhamdulillah I passed.

Even so, it is definitely not the best. Comparing to the last year’s result, I could do better. But as usual la, I don’t have enough will power to do so.

On the other hand, this year’s result also shows some interesting trend. Some people got better, while others… well… maybe it is not their day. Everything happen for a reason.

And yesterday, my repeat test result for 3rd year, 1st sem result just went out. I think I do it fine during the examination. I’m hoping for B, but I got less. Maybe I still not deserved to get B or higher.. Still, Alhamdulillah again I passed.

I think I want to write more, but I am too exhausted…

Ujian?

Surah Al-Anbiyaa’: ayat 35

Allah menguji hambaNya sama ada melalui kenikmatan: seperti harta yang banyak, ilmu yang tinggi, mahupun kesusahan: seperti kemiskinan, musibah, bala dan lain lain. Semoga kita berada di kalangan yang bersyukur dan yang berjaya dengan ujianNya.

14 Ramadan, 1430 H

In the name of Allah, the Beneficent, the Merciful

Kite mulakan post ini dengan tazkirah..

Tuan-puan, pak cik-mak cik, abang-abang, kakak-kakak, adik-adik, memandangkan kite dalam bulan al Quran diturunkan, maka mari la jenguk sedikit sebanyak ayat-ayat al Quran.

Jadi boleh la pegi cari al Quran bukak Surah Yusuf ayat 1. Tapi takpe, kalau tak jumpe al Quran, atau tengah period, jangan risau… Sini ade ayat-ayat die..

Surah Yusuf, ayat 1-4

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Anak-anak sekalian, (of kos la bagi yang umur 40-50 tahun still boleh panggil anak lagi kan? Kalau bukan anak, cam mane bleh ade kat dunia ni kan?? Kamu bukan  Allah. Allah tak beranak dan tidak diperanakkan ) suka la saya untuk mengambil perhatian anda, agar menyemak balik maksud ayat ke-4 itu. Iaitu telah dinyatakan oleh Nabi Yusuf AS kepada bapanya, Nabi Ya’akub AS, bahawa beliau bermimpi bahawa 11 planet berserta bulan dan bintang tunduk memberi hormat kepada baginda.

Seperti mana yang kita ketahui, al Quran ni mukjizat Nabi Muhamad SAW yang kekal sehingga ke akhir zaman. Al Quran juga dikatakan panduan hidup yang lengkap dan mengandungi semua ilmu sama ada dari segi biologi, matematik, astronomi dan lain-lain.

Mase sekolah rendah, beriye kite belaja planet ade 9 buah. Kemudian tahun lepas, ahli astronomi sedunia sepakat menyingkirkan Pluto, menjadikan sekarang ade 8 planet.

Setelah di-wikipedia-kan oleh saya, (sumber) ade 11 objek dalam sistem suria kecuali matahari.

Sistem Solar... klik untuk paparan lebih jelas

Ok la… Katekan Ceres tu dikira sebagai planet juga. Tapi ape-ape pun, macam mana pada zaman Rasulullah SAW, beliau dapat tahu mengenai adanya planet-planet, malahan bleh estimate jumlah die?? Haaa…. Wallahualam…

Mereka bertanya kepadamu tentang khamar dan judi. Katakanlah: “Pada keduanya itu terdapat dosa besar dan beberapa manfaat bagi manusia, tetapi dosa keduanya lebih besar dari manfaatnya”. Dan mereka bertanya kepadamu apa yang mereka nafkahkan. Katakanlah: “Yang lebih dari keperluan.” Demikianlah Allah menerangkan ayat-ayat-Nya kepadamu supaya kamu berpikir,

(Al Quran Al Karim Surah Al Baqarah ayat 219)

Sekian sahaja tazkirah. Assalamualaikum wbt.

Mereka bertanya kepadamu tentang khamar dan judi. Katakanlah: “Pada

keduanya itu terdapat dosa besar dan beberapa manfaat bagi manusia, tetapi

dosa keduanya lebih besar dari manfaatnya”. Dan mereka bertanya kepadamu

apa yang mereka nafkahkan. Katakanlah: “Yang lebih dari keperluan.”

Demikianlah Allah menerangkan ayat-ayat-Nya kepadamu supaya kamu berpikir,

(Al Quran Al Karim Surah Al Baqarah ayat 219

Whats new?

Short note: I’m feeling bad by knowing if I post this, everyone in Facebook can read it. I don’t want too many people know too much about me, yet I don’t want everyone knows nothing about either. LOL

A week An almost two weeks (this post dated 15/08) without post! that’s something. LOL

Referring to the title, nothing new. Really. (Whooaa… this guy must feeling damn bored and got no life. Sure it is…) Wait… wait.. hold your horses. This is holiday. And according to me, holiday means: to restrain oneself from doing any effort-consuming activities, other than one needed to sustain one life (i.e: eat). (pergh, definisi cambest)

Chronologically, a few days before I got a headache, followed by a fever. I don’t know why, but maybe it is cause by my trip to the beach. Or by my excessive activity (what activity, can’t tell u). Or because of skipping the Daurah Kitab session.

As an end result, I get flat on the bed, unable to doing anything. I think it is fine with me if there is only fever, but the headache is such a pain in the ass. I can feel the vein and its pulse on my head when I put my finger on it. I think if I was bald, I can see a bulging vein. Like my blood deliberately gushing into every crooks and nooks of my head.

Soon, the fever and headache gone. Takes a good 3 days. Damn!

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I feel quite calm nowadays because I got nothing heavy to think other than what to eat today.

Result? That’s a long way to go. But still, my subconcious mind still can’t let it go. It appear in dreams… NIghtmares!!

Tagged by Stalker-Atif. LOL

It is not because I don’t have anything beneficial to do, neither writer’s block, but because somebody make the effort to ask me to do it, as I’m supposed to be depressed. (Well, maybe before, but totally not now)

Lets begin~

Llama, Obama, or Bananarama?

Llama. Because among them, it is the thing that I most familiar with. I’m not fan of the unknown, but I don’t mind to face it.

Winter, summer, or monsoon?

I like winter. Because it is cold, and have snow some more (of course in Egypt there is no snow during Winter). Nothing beats the feeling of cuddling under the blanket, with hot tea or chocolate, facing laptop with good movies. And sleep even before the day ends. ^_^

But as for now, it is Summer, and last rain fell about 6 months ago, so I prefer monsoon too. But every must be in moderation.

Ice cream, sausage, or a chair?

Sausage. Because I’m craving of something meaty. I’m not hungry though.

P/s: hungry= the feeling of in need of food, which lead to food intake. craving= desire to eat specific type of food. or something like that. Who in the world will memorize the full sentences? Wait, those excellent students of course.

Facebook, Atif’s blog, or NZ Herald?

Atif’s blog of course *rolling eyes*

What do you see in a donut?

Diseases [Atherosclerosis, Chronic Heart Failure, Obesity (they say Obesity is a disease), Myocardial Infarction] and bankruptcy (If I saw those high ends donuts. JCo, Big Apples, etc).

What does a donut see in you?

Donuts have eyes?? OMG!!

Favourite article of clothing:

Robes. Or Jubah, Galabiya, or in female counterpart, Abaya. I don’t know why, but I have fetish in clothes that long and loose from shoulder to feet. No, it is  not the same as pervert fetish. By wearing one, you could be an Arab merchant, or a Syeikh, or a High Priest (refering to Ragnarok Online games). Last but not least, wizards wore robes.

Least favourite article of clothing:

G-strings? Because it doesn’t do it most basic function well, which is to support. Not that I ever wore one. Seriously!! Don’t roll you eyes!! OMG!! You guys!!

Where would you rather be right now other than your present location?

I would be a terrible liar if I said I rather be as I am now. A  good liar (or pretentious person) would say, my bed~!

Why is a raven like a writing desk?

Because both make a place narrower.

What is your favourite hair colour?

A healthy, shiny, volumed black hair. Yeah. Other colours are too attention seeker. No offence to those with natural-other-than-black-hair-colour

What makes you shrug and go “meh”?

When people can’t spot the obvious.

If there was a tornado right outside your window at the moment, what would you do?

Enjoying the view. Maybe take a few picture. It should worth a lot, isn’t it? A near-death (or death, if it is what was written) photos. Too bad i couldn’t enjoy the profit

If you could colour someone with oil pastels, who would that be, what colour would that be, and why would you do it?

Every life is precious. Killing is forbidden (But you need to do everything to save the world) <– pengaruh Avatar: The Last Air Bender

Were you tempted to be indecent in the previous two questions about articles of clothing? (If weren’t already?)

Heh… What do you think?

If you had to have either one of these three things in your soup, what would it be: a rat, a snail, or a tooth (not yours)?

Tooth. A bacteria’s tooth so I won’t see it. (Gigi kuman. Well, hati kuman ade, takkan gigi kuman takde kot?)

If you didn’t speak whatever languages you do now, what subtitute would you have preferred?

Hieratic or Hieroglyph. Hieratic because if my writing is ugly, I doesn’t need too worry that people can’t read it. Because it is supposed to be like that.

Hieroglpyh because I can decorated the wall of my house with the story of my first day of school, yet one would think I imported the wall from Egypt. Or a half page essay in Roman letter would turn out to be 4 pages Hieroglyph essays. If you draw big, of course.. LOL

What is very scary?

To be left behind, forgotten. Or to lose memory

What is potentially very good-looking?

Erm… a little boy or girl with manners?

What is absolutely gut-busting delicious?

A non-fattening madly delicious food

What is green, hairy, and smells like plastic chairs?

A burned green plastic chair with hair

Who rocks your socks? If you need to, list a maximum of three.

What does this ever means? I don’t have specific interest.

Who rocks like bollocks? If you feel the need to, list a minimum of three.

What bollocks? Sandra Bullock?

Would you prefer world peace, to piss on the world, or to cut peas into pieces?

To make people pissed and get away with it

List two things that amuse you.

Happy and happiness.

List two things that annoy you, but not enough to make you blow.

Annoying brat and to lose

List two things that would make you blow.

Penipu dan pencurik

Continue these sentences:

You can’t handle the…

love handles. Only love can do it.

All men by nature is…

With something between their legs which always be the topics of dispute.

A grin without a cat is like…

A pin without a cap

Life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness are…

my favourite things. But one can’t be too liberate or too happy. everything must be in moderation

When you read you begin with…

the cover page

When you sing you begin with…

*cough*

May God have mercy on…

those good people who have left us, and those who not-so-good people, give they hidayah.

I would touch … but never …

(After this, I would answer like how I’m answering my medical exams) hot oven, hot women (holier-than-you kononnye)

I would kiss … but never …

my parent, other unknown parent

I would lick … but never …

Ice cream, shaving cream

I would sniff … but never …

food, poop

I would taste … but never …

victory, lorry

I would hug … but never …

you, a spoiled brat

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Finally. It ends. *sweats*

I’m too tired to proof read.

Malam ini bersama Meor

Seriously, if you are reading this in Facebook, click the damn View Original Post link. Some words are strikethrough for dramatic purposes. i don’t want people to misunderstood me.

Finally! A post after quite a lengthy writer’s block. So what’s up?

It is finally holiday for me. After quite a year full with laughter, adventure, hardship and not forgetting, tears. (some words are added for dramatic effect. You know which one. Hint: the last one)

So what am I doing now?

I decided to not going back to Malaysia. There are many reasons actually. I know that you (yes, You the Reader) love to know about others, so I’ll list them now.

1. I’m planning to go to Umrah. But belom dapat seru money is not enough. My parent said I can ask for their money, but that will contradict with my no 2 reason.
2. I want to conserve some money. Well, there are no actual purpose why I want doing so (hints: trips, shopping, etcetera), I just love see a lot of digits in my bank statement. LOL. Ok fine, I don’t want to burden my parent.
3. I’ve been Egypt for 3 years now. But my Arabic is not something that can be proud. Believe it or not, if everything ends well I’ll be in clinical years next year. How am I going to examine those Egyptian if I can’t talk well? Healing is all about interaction. Well that’s what I believe. It doesn’t matter if you can’t treat patients, but you mustn’t forget that they are human™. Human talks. A lot. ™
4. The other reason is I just want to rest, laying on the bed all day doing nothing and think properly about the future. About where I’m gonna be and what I’m gonna be.
5. Not to get fat. Yes! Malaysia = fat.

So I think that’s all for now.Will add later if you ask me.