They're still in the  college...some of my batchmates
what??!!
Yeah...
Yeahhh...
Crayyyyyyzeyyhhhh...i know.

woahhh..
i'm already at home for 2 weeks now.
All set for raya and what not.
but them??

Mann..whats wrong?!
Go home laaa...
puasa kt rumah
tido kat rumah
Terawikh kt rumah
sahur kt ghumahh

arent that a heavenly feeling?!!
man.....

How can u be happy when the country is crying...
How can u laugh when u're sad..

Ya Allah...tempatkanlah mereka di kalangan orang yang beriman.
Please keep them in a safe place.
Semoga rahmat ramadhan bersama mereka.
Al Fatihah.

Hey there wednesday..
Sooo...
I've been spending quite some time thinking of what i'm gonna do with my semester break.
Will it be reading books?
Or cooking...
Or dieting (which is quite impossible here at home)
Or driving
Or sewing
Or WHAT?!!
Damn...thats a lot of thinking to be done.

And last night...while browsing through the videos in the youtube, i found this ahhhmazing guy who's perfectly perfect!
I mean..where can u find a very very cute Irish guy who's a hero at cooking.
With a very cute voice and a very cute accent that i cant get enough with
And everything...everything about him is flawlessly cute.

And so i watched..i watched almost all of his videos until it was time for suhoor
And continued watching em again today plus i've been spending quite some time reading his blog and liking his posts in the facebook (damn sometimes i can be gedik liddat)
And oh ya...he's already engaged with a very cute lady too!! ( ok lets cry noooowww)



But yeah....somehow i was inspired with his passion for cooking.
Which lead me to a question that literally kills my body.
"What are my passions?"
"Am i doing it now?"
"Am i on the right track?"
"Do i really know what i want in life?"
"Do i really know myself?"

Ok...
It's time to read up some motivational books to gather up myself before it torns into pieces..
Goodluck dearself...:)

Just because she doesnt have an instagram account, u dont call her out-dated.
Just because she doesnt cry watching a sad movie, u shouldnt think that she has a frozen heart.
Just because she doesnt have a boyfriend yet, you dont ask her if she's straight or not.
Damn it.
Think before you speak.
And think again before you dare to think!

Why is it that life has to be cruel sometimes?
I tried.
I tried to ignore all the pains.
And not to think of all these small things that gives nothing but a heartache.
It's just that, sometimes... i failed to do so.
These things come to my mind...and over powered me.
Hence...this post was created.

Man....
Glad that i'm home now.
Where no one would judge me (even if they do, i dont mind)
And no one would tell me to change myself..
And..yeah.
It's just..reeeeeaaaaaally good to be home.


Now i'm free.... away from all those judgements.
And it's time!
To sleep.
Eat.
Laugh.
And read some more...
So for this semester break...i vow to read all of these books for a better tomorrow..

I dont wanna believe what i saw just now.
I hope it's not true.
I hope that my thoughts were wrong.
But whatever it is...i wish u all the best.
May all the lucks be on your side.
Please do your best.
I know u can!

The thing was...
I got an osce exam this morning...
So it was basically an exam where u gotta enter 2 rooms, 8 minutes for each.
There's an osce room where u'll be asked to demostrate some clinical skills and an ece room where u gotta do the history taking of a patient or in my situation it was a primer ( a healthy person who pretended to be a patient)

And it was a total nerve wrecking coz inside that small room there's just you, the patient and a doctor which are mostly the specialist doctors.
And i prayed...i prayed all the time ( in the waiting room, in the toilet, while walking to the faculty, in prayers..basically in everything i do) dat i'll be given a nice doctor who's very kind at giving good grades.

And then after about 3 hours of waiting..at 12.15pm we're called to go to our respective rooms.
With all the butterflies in my stomach, and my hands that're continously trembling and i feel like vomiting every content of my body...i just kept going.
This is definitely DO OR DIE.
So i knocked the door..and opened it.
And goshhhh....thank u soooo much Allah!
It was THATTTT doctor!!
The one with the british accent, the one who's very kind, the who always always always smiles...and the list goes endlessly
I was euphoric at that time...damn my smiles must be pretty awkward and ugly to look at.
So....without further ado ( and before my nose bled) i proceed to the clinical skills session.
Took the radial pulse and counted the respiratory rate and then.... it was the Q&A session!!
Mannn..he's very kind indeed, and i cant help myself but to smile all throughout the 8minutes...and be gedik, and answered all his questions with a big smile on my face ( although some of the answers are not that correct haihh)
But u know whatt...he gimme fullmarks so i kinda thinks that the likes what i had done or maybe....he likes me bahahaha ( please dont tell me he's already married, or worst...had children already)
And then for the next 8 minutes,it was the history taking part.
Not gonna write how it went coz the doctor for this part isnt that handsome pftt...
Haha...but i really hope he too, would gimme some good marks if not fullmarks.
Hoooohh....it was quite a good day today.
Praying hard for tomorrow's paper..
Last payyyperrrrr.....hoyeah!

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