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Posted: June 28, 2010 in football, random rambles, school, simple stuffs

First of all, the queen’s team was denied in the ultimate battle of the remaining Europes. So i’m not in a mood for a celebration though i was in love with Schweinstiger back in prev FIFAWC days. I’m no expert in football so i can’t really comment on how the game went but i know England didn’t play up to their standard and the ref’s call on Lampard’s goal was crappy. As Amin Uloom has stated in his facebook, Subkhidin from Malaysia could’ve made a better call. Grrr..

Second, i’m in deep shite that i havent finish up the report for the first phase of our elective project. And tomorrow, we’re going to visit the school in Bangsar for the second phase already.  I’m gearing up and speeding with the keyboard punching so that i’d be until the conclusion part before Subuh dawn on me. Earlier before i was doing a sewing project for Didi (talk about procrastination with the elective stuffs), but then i realised there weren’t enough material to finish it by tonight.  So i’ll try to find the missing part tomorrow at Tasheng’s and get it done before i board the bus to KL. Hope i’d complete it by then. Hope i’ll complete them ALL by tomorrow. 😀

And owh, i now know what retweet means. heheh. I’m on Twitter now. For those with a twitter account, follow me @chibiblupblup! Tengs! 🙂


Alhamdulillah.. 🙂

Thank you Allah for the neverending joy He keep supplying this humble life of mine.

I’m really a happy bunny in these 2 days and so. On Friday my whole family (and by whole i mean parents, me and my lil bro. muehehe..) went to Kuantan to visit Abg Chik in Gambang matriculation college. We kidnapped him after the Jumaat prayer, (although he’s not suppose to go out cz they have JPP stuffs going on in the evening of the day, but somehow he managed to get through the mak guard) and went shopping in East Coast Mall. After the mall my bros and I we set out to the GSC for Toys Story 3 – which is sooooooooo worth it. I really won’t mind watching it again.

The three of us have always been fans of the Toys Story movies (anyone isn’t?) and the characters, so watching the sequel in the cinema is something that we just MUST do. And as always, the Toys Story 3 is everything we thought it would be. The characters are so alive, with distinct personality and ‘humane qualities’ they each uniquely posses, the storyline are brilliant for all 3 movies, and I love TS3 particularly for its combination of thrill action, comedy and drama. All put together so effortlessly entertaining. It’s sad however that the toys are not with Andy anymore, since he’s going to college and all. The last scene are so saddening i had to really refrain myself from letting the tears come out – since it’s just a cartoon, i somehow feel ridiculous to cry over it, huhu.. (but really, it’s so sad i might not even care if to cry if the first tear dropped) and apparently my brothers did so too. It’s weird how a simple work of the cartoonists and some computer graphics can really touch our heart.

To anyone who hasn’t watch the TS3 (or even TS1 or TS2) yet, i reaaaallllllyy recommend the movie. To cartoon lovers, its a MUST-watch. Enjoy Buzz Lightyear’s dance in his Spanish mode. So sexy and damn funny! That was my favourite part in the movie, i laughed out loud and almost everyone in the cinema did!  Haha.. After the TS3, we bought the tickets for midnight movie Karate Kid. This one’s quite slow i was half asleep in some part of the movie (well it’s not the movie’s fault i was watching it around 1.30am anyway). But all in all, it was entertaining. I love Will Smith’s kid’s act. He’s a natural and i really think he’s doing great for his future acting career. This movie is recommended too. What really made me happy was the three of us spent time together laughing and discussing the movie until the next morning. Precious times like that always makes everything worth it.

We had to leave Abg Chik at his friend’s house on Saturday morning because we had a wedding to attend in Putrajaya before late afternoon. Baba was speeding all the way. Luckily the wedding buffet is still going on when we arrived (then ape lagi, melantak lah. haha).. Since it’s Syafiq’s sister’s wedding, a lot of fellas from my secondary school were there so after the buffet I joined them hanging out in Alamanda. It was fun, meeting old friends whom i haven’t seen much around these days. Aziera treat us to a whole lot bunch of Big Apple doughnuts and we just hang out having pointless conversations and laughed our asses off. Thanx dudes and dudettes, for making my day. 🙂

Didi picked me up at Alamanda after the peeps left and we had dinner at Soho bangi (did i make it sound anything like SOHO the club and bar? well it’s anything but. haha). Another person to keep the jovial smile on me all day. 🙂 I always knew that he’s my guy, but everytime i see him he never fail to make me feel like the luckiest person on earth to have him as my guy. 😀 😀 😀  I can’t help it that my heart hop around and summersaulted with joy when he’s around although he might have done the  most boring things on earth sometimes.. hehe okay won’t go on rambling about him here. Spent the night at my uncle’s house in Gombak. He just moved there so i wasnt quite familiar with the route to his house yet, so Didi and I spent quite a while searching for it – I didn’t really mind though, cz it kept me with Didi longer. haha.. 😛

The littlest thing when done with people that matters, will always make the biggest memories you’ll regret to lose. I love you all. 🙂

And oh, Happy Birthday to Mr. Wan Mohd Sulaiman bin Wan Ismail. You are the best any father can ever be. As i know my baba won’t read this, and he’s currently in KL, i’ll just pour my heart out on his cellphone via text msgs, aite?

Take care everyone. :-*

Assalamualaikum and a very good day to all. 🙂

And yes, it is a very good day indeed. It’s my favourite weather happening – with bits of rainy and sunshine-y. And green predominates the colours outside my window. So cosy and beautiful. I love to watch people walking / just hanging around in the rain with their umbrellas up too, illuminating rainbows apart from from the potential natural one. It has been like this since yesterday, the cold weather ‘lullaby-ing’ many of us who already were super-sleepy from new year’s eve celebration, not allowing us to get up and gear up for the day ahead – which is duper-dangerous for this particular girl who’s having professional exam in medicine in not 3 months!  Arkk!!

Yeah ok i know, some of you might be saying, “So what are you doing here (+ facebooking)?!! Get out and hit the books already!!” – believe me, i’ve been saying the same thing to myself, and so, err…just a brief update?

Well okay, nothing much, just that on new years eve, while i planned to set back and read with cuppa mugga of coffee in my hand the whole midnight till morning, suzana texted me, inviting to watch the eclipse at the beach. And i thought, wow, eclipse on new year’s eve! That’s something! And so we went.

We’ve departed a bit late from the campus as we’ve to wait for Sue and Yana to get done with their aerobics training (they’re on the campus aerobic team. yes, the all-time champ in inter-campus aerobics, aerobic team).   So we kinda missed the fireworks part.

And for the first time in my life, (reminding you, i am actually a Kelantanese – no biggy) i now know the route to Pantai Cahaya Bulan! Muahahhaa.. Now when my friends visit, i can proudly say, “I can bring you to PCB, by car.” muahahhaha… 😛

Because we couldn’t really see the eclipse (some say it’s actually just a full moon, i don’t know, confused by the tabloids too), we end up unwinding with the cool breeze and camwhoring instead! Here are some pictures of us:

my finger pointing at the moon which we can't seem to adore much of its sight due to heavily clouded sky.

The troops. From left: Ihie, Dibby, Suzanne, Ady, Liyana

The troops. From left: Ihie, Dibby, Suzanna, Ady, Yana.

Contemplating the upcoming year. 2010, be a love and allow my dreams to come true.

I was actually just posing 'shocked' when coincidentally there were firecrackings and shocked me for real. on the left: neurofibliary tangle as seen by suzanna. ;P

Love isn't in the air, it's on the beach! ;D

Grab some munchies and coconut shake before heading back.

Me and Ady

Suzanna and Yana

Happy New Year! 😉

Dibby: I wanna get better pointer this year!

Me too! More or less, since my course doesn’t go by pointer. 🙂

Have a great year ahead! 🙂


Posted: December 17, 2009 in school

Assalamualaikum and good day!

Rupanya macam ni,

I got to know that the sunathon is not for everyone who registered. Well yeah, if you come to think about it, it make sense. If 500 students registered, there isn’t like there ARE 500 circumcision needed to be done. So, there is selection. Only a few lucky ones get to be involved. They were all informed by text messages. And me got no text. *sigh* After all the excitement, hadoihla…. But I think there’d be no harm to join along the sunathon as a mere observer..kot?

.Sunathon 2009.

Posted: December 15, 2009 in school, yarns

Assalamualaikum and good day!

Becoming a surgeon this 18th. Hopefully.’ll be just a minor surgery. Berkhatan aje.

Coincidentally got an article on berkhatan on today’s Berita Harian. However not much relevance to the upcoming experience i suppose. Here’s a little excerpt from the article:

Apa pandangan anda mengenai budaya dan teknik berkhatan moden?

Jelas sekali kita menempuh fasa baru dalam proses berkhatan. Pada Sunathon 2009, kita mencuba kaedah baru yang antara lain menggantikan proses menjahit dengan gam khas pada kulit.

Bukan saja kaedah ini lebih kemas dan mudah, hampir tiada darah terhasil sekali gus menjadikan proses ini lebih selamat.

Bagaimana agaknya anda berdepan dengan kerenah kanak-kanak sebelum proses berkhatan?

Macam-macam boleh berlaku sebelum proses berkhatan bermula. Bagi saya, sudah lumrah semua kanak-kanak berasa cemas untuk disunatkan. Apatah lagi, mendengar pelbagai cerita yang disampaikan membuatkan mereka berasa takut apabila tiba waktu untuk disunatkan.

Namun, ini semua bergantung kepada diri mereka sendiri untuk menguasai perasaan takut hingga selesai proses berkhatan.

Boleh anda kongsi serba sedikit pengalaman anda menyempurnakan proses berkhatan?

Memang banyak kisah membabitkan kanak-kanak yang hendak bersunat ini. Tidak kira usia kecil atau besar, masing-masing ada ragam sendiri.

Tidaklah bermakna, usia 11 atau 12 tahun menjadikan kanak-kanak berani. Ini kerana ada si kecil yang berusia tujuh tahun tidak berasa takut disunatkan. Selain meronta-ronta, ada juga yang bersembunyi di bawah katil kerana tidak mahu dikhatankan.

Apa sebenarnya punca kanak-kanak cukup takut bersunat?

Selain mendengar cerita rakan-rakan yang bersunat, perasaan takut timbul sebaik mereka mendengar kanak-kanak lain menangis terutama selepas proses berkhatan.

Ini secara tidak langsung mengganggu psikologi kanak-kanak. Disebabkan itulah, sebolehnya kita tidak mahu kanak-kanak menangis terutama apabila acara berkhatan beramai-ramai diadakan.

For more read here.

.highschool stories.

Posted: December 13, 2009 in happiness, random rambles, school, SPM

When he look at you, and you look back,

“eh perasannya budak ni..mesti ingat aku tgh tengok dia.”

When you say “hi.” out of pure friend-making intention,

“poyo nye, layan je ah…”

When you stammer in front, due to pressure of being watched (and maybe afraid to being judged in front of so many people), if you ONCE looked at him,

“heheh..asal aku ada je dia cmni. cuak ngan aku arr tu” then put on a coy smile to his friends.

and even,

When you meet old buddies, (whom you thought time never flies when you meet again) and excitedly greeting them like, “hi! eyh, how are you?”

and they’d (or HE’D) be like,

“ahahaha asal minah ni overexcited ngat neh.” *giggle2 with other male homosapiens*.

Among the situations / monologues you, in innocence, might’ve never thought to occur in reality if you didn’t hear it yourself from your knew-too-well guy peeps. (or at least I didn’t think so).

But the last one happened to me though. Seriously Zaki, kuajaq hang.

Poor us girls…if we cared about it. lol. 😛 Oh well..just a nostalgia of some secondary school issues.

and by the weh,

I have We have formed a new studygroup! – since i seem to have some difficulties in keeping up with the schedule of the previous studygroup, plus some mind-boggling personal issues (there’s always that).  Muahaha

Our studygroup now consist of:

Und ME! 🙂

After a few sessions with the newly-formed one, i am so far satisfied with the discussion sessions and hope can go far with these peeps. But hell, still got A LOT to cover for the upcoming exams! weep weeeeeepp~

But we still have one month right? ONE month…just ONE, month… And professional exam is in TWO months..TWO (2) months..and SUKAD (inter-campus tournament) is in the end of January..THIS COMING January…

No pressure.

So while i’m still figuring out Myasthaenia Gravis, i might gonna have butt kicked by the tennis coach and seniors.

Adoiii. 😛

Accusation = Harm?

Posted: November 18, 2009 in delusion, psychiatry, yarns

This evening was the video presentation session of psychosis in our class. Dr. Wee has shown us two videos on schizophrenic patient and we were to analyse the presentation / manifestation of psychotic problem in the patient during their one-on-one interview with the doctor.

I have to admit (sadly & with guilt) that i wasn’t at all serious with the session at first. What i observed was just how scary-looking the female patient was, with the long banshee-like hair and a voice that…..well, it gives me goosebumps. Then the doctor asked us what were the findings of the patient, and i snapped back into class and tried to pay more attention. The second patient was a man, claiming that his mummy accused him of stealing money, lotsa lotsa money. I was trying to give term to the findings, that i realised i have problem in analysing psychotic patient. I don’t know his affect. I reckoned it was blunt, but then what if he was just a bored patient who was bored being interviewed over and over? Coz he has the proper body language of  being bored, flexing his neck backward, slowly battling eyelashes and all. Can we state affect by body language or it has to be just the face? In his statement, he said that his mummy accused him of stealing money. Okay, maybe true, maybe delusion, has to confirm. If it’s a delusion, what category of delusion is that persecutory, guilt-or-sin? I tried to ask Dr. Wee, but maybe the way i delivered my question made it turned out a bit not quite. He asked me back my opinion, so i went, “err..persecutory delusion?” And he said that he’d agree. So i was like..hmm..okay.. I thought that persecutory delusion was just limited to physical harm like, poisoning, killing, beating. So (rupa-rupanya) it’s just the issue of my poor vocabulary. ;P

Persecutory delusions: These are the most common type of delusions and involve the theme of being followed, harassed, cheated, poisoned or drugged, conspired against, spied on, attacked, or obstructed in the pursuit of goals. Sometimes the delusion is isolated and fragmented (such as the false belief that co-workers are harassing), but sometimes are well-organized belief systems involving a complex set of delusions (“systematized delusions”). A person with a set of persecutory delusions may be believe, for example, that he or she is being followed by government organizations because the “persecuted” person has been falsely identified as a spy. These systems of beliefs can be so broad and complex that they can explain everything that happens to the person.

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