.:a sUdDeN sLiP:.

Bakti di bumi bencana… Pelajar
Malaysia di Universiti Gadjah Mada, Nur Haida Mat Ali (kiri) dan Fazkin
Azihan Harun turut menjadi sukarelawan dengan memberi bantuan perubatan
kepada mangsa gempa bumi, Try Supriyantono, 11, di Hospital Dr.
Sardjito, Yogyakarta, Indonesia, semalam.

Bangganya melihat rakan sebidang di luar negara mencurahkan bakti kemanusiaan.

Moga ini menjadi semangat kepada kita semua yg melanjutkan pelajaran di tempat lain. Mengharumkan nama negara, agama, serta berbakti kepada manusia.

Kalau jadi kat Rusia…Nauzubillah…tapi kalau jadi, harap2 kita semua akan kuat semangat seperti mereka.

Good job fella!!! Teruskan usaha..moga dinaungi rahmat Allah..
 

Hmm…

makin dekat2 exam, di hari org sumer akan ramai kat library, suhu di library pun mencapai hampir 32 degree..apa la, bleh x pasang air-con…iyerla,mmg la winter ari tu sejuk..tapi c’mon la…berkepam tau dlm libary tu!! tak sanggup seh nak duduk..

jadi, pada hari selasa yg angin bertiup sepoi-sepoi bahse ruski, kitorang pun decide utk membaca di taman…haha..kat pabshik bortsov depan tu la..indah tak indah..aku dapat study 20 minit jer..pastu , baring tido kat kerusi tu lagi sedap

tengok langit, indah gak rusia ni…Itulah langit ciptaan Allah, yg mana dikisahkan, merupakan komponen paling kompleks dibina Allah S.W.T sebagai lambang kebesaran-Nya (tak ingat dari mana ku dengar ni)…dalam mengagumi keindahan tu, lantas aku dibawa jauh ke alam satu lagi..yeah, tidor

hari yg sepatutnya indah, akhirnya diakhiri dengan perangai keji org rusia gak, apabila kitorang bersiap-siap bangun untuk beredar, sekumpulan ruski datang lantas bertanya kitorang "err..kerusi ni bersih tak??"
kurang ajar!! kitorang pun mandi tiap2 hari..bukan cam korang!! mandi seminggu sekali, baju tak tukar2..berak tak basuh!!! benci!!! wakakakakakaka..ekspresi giler..barula citarasa..

Masih study…

Keindahan langit…

Lalu dibuai mimpi…

"Weit!! Jangan langkah aku ,kang makin pendek lak aku.."
(Hey!! Dont cross over me, else I’ll be shorter)

Some people call it superstitious, I prefer to view it as mutually-beneficial-unbased-belief…

Do not sit on a pillow, or else you’ll get "bisul",

Do not eat fish head, or else you’ll go "bahlul",

Don’t cross over me, or else I’ll be shorter,

Dont’ point at rainbow, or else you’ll lose your finger..

In Malay tradition, superstitious quotation such as above is used for
hundreds of years, with one purpose (according to the elders) : To
culminate morality into the youngsters..

At one point I do aggree with this (Of course it’s rude to cross over
someone while they’re laying on the floor), but then again, since when
it become immoral to point at rainbow???

I believe people create superstitious, is parallel to what we know
nowadays as "hope". There’s thing that we can control, other’s we
can’t. And in the middle of it, we hope that we will always get the
favourable outcome.  And thus, we hope…but sometimes hope is not
enough, we feel that we need to realize it into something..physical,
visible…because hope is subjective, and to those freaky-practical
persona out there…sitting silently-hoping, is an act of
mediocrity…and thus, we create superstitious thing….for when the
unfavourable outcome arrives, we can always blame it into something
else (e.g. No wonder I was scolded by the lecturer today, I forgot to
step into the lecture hall with my right foot) ~ gosh, go figure it
out…Islamic morality & akhlak do advise us to step in with right
foot, but it doesnt state that a failure to practice can provoke a bad
thing onto you..

But anyhow, sometimes its nice to have superstitions. I like it when
girls trying to slap each other knees when a second before that, they
accidentally start to talk at the same time. They believe it will bring
them the "prince charming"…I think we should put this kinda audible
in YM, so we can extend our superstitious practice into the modern-age
cyber world

p/s: I have my own superstition too…I believe whenever my nose bleed,
someone, somewhere,at one isolated point in the world, had actually
said "I love u" to me……….nah…..that’s garbage-talk

"Weit!! Jangan langkah aku ,kang makin pendek lak aku.."
(Hey!! Dont cross over me, else I’ll be shorter)

Some people call it superstitious, I prefer to view it as mutually-beneficial-unbased-belief…

Do not sit on a pillow, or else you’ll get "bisul",

Do not eat fish head, or else you’ll go "bahlul",

Don’t cross over me, or else I’ll be shorter,

Dont’ point at rainbow, or else you’ll lose your finger..

In Malay tradition, superstitious quotation such as above is used for
hundreds of years, with one purpose (according to the elders) : To
culminate morality into the youngsters..

At one point I do aggree with this (Of course it’s rude to cross over
someone while they’re laying on the floor), but then again, since when
it become immoral to point at rainbow???

I believe people create superstitious, is parallel to what we know
nowadays as "hope". There’s thing that we can control, other’s we
can’t. And in the middle of it, we hope that we will always get the
favourable outcome.  And thus, we hope…but sometimes hope is not
enough, we feel that we need to realize it into something..physical,
visible…because hope is subjective, and to those freaky-practical
persona out there…sitting silently-hoping, is an act of
mediocrity…and thus, we create superstitious thing….for when the
unfavourable outcome arrives, we can always blame it into something
else (e.g. No wonder I was scolded by the lecturer today, I forgot to
step into the lecture hall with my right foot) ~ gosh, go figure it
out…Islamic morality & akhlak do advise us to step in with right
foot, but it doesnt state that a failure to practice can provoke a bad
thing onto you..

But anyhow, sometimes its nice to have superstitions. I like it when
girls trying to slap each other knees when a second before that, they
accidentally start to talk at the same time. They believe it will bring
them the "prince charming"…I think we should put this kinda audible
in YM, so we can extend our superstitious practice into the modern-age
cyber world

p/s: I have my own superstition too…I believe whenever my nose bleed,
someone, somewhere,at one isolated point in the world, had actually
said "I love u" to me……….nah…..that’s garbage-talk

The last time my nose bleed is on the night of 17th May…anyone loved me that night? hahahahahahaha

The Da Vinci Code..soon in DVD..brought to u by Ah_Long@LowYatt

Ok, this blog is not a film review…If u want to hear me applausing or criticising bout the film, that you have to wait…although for starters, (I’ll give u a hint), it kinda disappointing for me…But anyhow,I like the actor selection..I think they fit into the character…

I watched the film yesterday, of course not in VE (versio’ originale)..it’s fully translated into the superior Russian Languange (of course it apply only to certain people..yeah the local). Its good that I’ve read the book earlier, or else I’d be drowned in the pool of Ancient Slave term describing Priority of Sion and the Holy Grail.

The half-price makcik…and the "exclusive row"

Afiq bought me the ticket, and somehow the art-loving Russian had booked all the seat earlier, forcing us to sit in the first row (yeah, my neck hurts like hell). What strucked me more is that, the Russian do love art and literature into the fullest extend…U doubt what I said? Just look at the pics above. This makcik apparently sit in the "additional rows" in front of me (the chairs shouldnt be there, so technically I’m in the second row). We believe because the whole hall was already booked, and the VIP seat cost double the price of  a non-VIP ticket, so this makcik apparently begged someone "important" to allow her to seat in the additional rows. The "row" actually consists of 2 chairs taken from the nearest cafeteria, and she is the only one who got the chance to buy the special ticket.

While some of u might took it as a cynical view, I on the other hand felt mesmerized by this view. I could never imagine an art-loving makcik will go to MidValley to watch Da Vinci Code, the provocatively-elaborated film about arts and history.

Are Malaysians that ignorance to art & history? I remembered most of my friends told me that history is a boring subject, and dont even let me start with art.. Do u ever visit our Balai Seni Lukis? Not to mention that Galeri Petronas is the only part in Suria KLCC where it is not flocked with people…

Wish that one day our Balai Seni Lukis Negara could be as well-known as Musee Picasso..

Its hard to be told, but the truth is, we doctor almost never have the complete knowledge of what we are babbling about. Sure, the "Disseminated Intravascular Coagulation Syndrome" sounds cool to a highschool graduates, but in the end, we never solve the whole picture of the disease.

But as doctors, we are trained to be well-functioned and full of confidence under the "not-knowing" situation. Some people apply this only to the medical practice. I, in the meantime, apply this to almost my whole sphere of life. (i.e I might go into the toilet, staying there for up to 10 minutes, in case "I might want to answer the call of nature")

Sadly enough, it strucked me that recently I prefer to "not-know" about something than to discover it,and in the end, hurt myself. OK, lets cut it short, I’m afraid to make a mistake. So, I keep on where I stand silently, motionlessly, watching everything else pass by, in hope that I might catch a glimpse of guidance from ‘em, so I can pass thru life without making a mistake. Unthinkable, I agree.

At first it kinda cool, until I realised, I moved too slow. I prefer waiting, and though it is harmless, it is nevertheless, unproductive. I sort of hoping to change, but again, I wait till I’m ready to change.Damn, here goes the cycle again.

The early bird catches the worm, a stitch in time saves nine. He who
hesitates is lost. We can’t pretend we haven’t been told. We’ve all
heard the proverbs, heard the philosophers, heard our grandparents
warning us about wasted time, heard the damn poets urging us to ‘seize
the day’. Still sometimes we have to see for ourselves. We have to make
our own mistakes. We have to learn our own lessons. We have to sweep
today’s possibility under tomorrow’s rug until we can’t anymore, until
we finally understand for ourselves like Benjamin Franklin meant. That
knowing is better than wondering, that waking is better than sleeping.

And that even the biggest failure, even the worst most intractable
mistake beats the hell out of never trying….

During the Operative Surgery Day…Still during this time I’m too afraid of cutting the artery,it took me nearly 15 minutes to cut through the less than 5mm thick fascia.

As doctors, we’re trained to be skeptical, because our patients lie to
us all the time. The rule is, every patient is a liar until proven
honest. Lying is bad. Or so we are told constantly from birth—honesty
is the best policy, the truth shall set you free, I chopped down the
cherry tree, whatever. The fact is, lying is a necessity. We lie to
ourselves because the truth, the truth freaking hurts.

And so does what happened to everyone of us. Every single second, we lie, if not to anybody else, we’d be lying to ourselves. While this might be untrue (or even skeptical to some people),yet I experienced this myself. For example, today I skip my lecture telling myself I had a lot of work to be done, which the dateline is already soon…As soon as I’ve arrived, I’d done everything from cooking to taking a nap, except from doing the very work which I used as my excuse to skip the lecture…and still, I lied to myself "It still bright outside, its not even sunset yet",while all the time, my watch pointing at 7 p.m.

This is one of the little lies I had commited almost everyday, and I’m already unaware of it. I dont think u want to know the rest…

But, no matter how hard we try to ignore or deny it, eventually the lies
fall away, whether we like it or not.

But here’s the truth about the
truth: The truth freaking hurts. So we lie.

This is one stupid lie. I told myself that if I ate only the chocolate-coloured M&M’s, I’d have a lesser chance of getting cancer.Why? because chocolate is already chocolate in colour, so perhaps they dont use artificial colouring here?

This Picture was taken like 2-3 days before the Victory Day.   
From left: Rita, Atikah, Sha, safwan, Me, Izat, Azean

Not in picture : Anis (tukang tangkap gambar)..dia risau braces dia reflect sunlight kot

You dont want to hear me whining around about the excursion. You want to get to know the city? read somebody else’s blogs…or better yet, look up in Wikipedia..

What so cool about MY EXCURSION is that we managed to skip the 4-hour boring-languange-class into a tiring-and-not-so-exciting-trip. Anyhow, we got the chance to breath free air (compared to those "kedap udara" classroom)…

And those are my groupmate. They are the best (at least I think so) ..I mean, sometimes they can get annoying (wakakakaka,I’m NOT kidding), but most of the time, they are just there..and to know that they are just there is more than enough for me (I dont like being end up alone..can u imagine sitting 4 hours with Pekna without anybody else for her to fire??)

Better yet, the next day, they did something that I would never forget for the rest of my life (of course other people helped too, but they were the one who came up with the idea and effort for most of the part), and while I couldnt jot it all down here (maybe I would in my next post), but I just wanna let them know that ….. ok, I just lost the word…anyhow, thanks guyz….

u’r all are the best!!!

This is actually a taboo sentence for me..I havent said this sentence publicly for a while..
but just yesterday, under "special circumstances", it had suddenly out of nowhere, uttered out from my mouth..

so, as I’m already at it..I think it’d be better if I just list down some my I-dont-have-the-heart-to… things..

I DONT HAVE THE HEART TO:

1. Burden someone about my problems
2. Turn someone off when they asked for help ( no matter how I dislike them)
3. Ignore someone’s request (especially when it concerns anything to do with food)
4. Talk to my parents about my problems (esp those concerning finance)
5. Borrow somebody else’s money
6. Ignore somebody else’s problems
7. Get mad at somebody
8. Ignore beggars without first checking my pocket for coins
9. See an old woman crying
10. See someone get mad because of anything
11. See someone didnt have a proper birthday celebration

p/s : I also dont have the heart to see George’s heart broken by Grey (ref: Grey’s anat s2)…in some, little way, he did resemble me..