Curtains Are Now Down

Remember the moment when Mara sent me a message which congratulated me for being placed at UiTM for Pre-Medicine course ...it was speechless and amazing. I was at the back seat of a van which we rented for a week during a trip to Sabah, a month ago. I was happy and couldn't utter a single word. My friends who were in the trip knew about the news just 2 days after that. I was so scared to tell them, as being overboard could lead to bad luck.

30th June was yesterday. Another history shall I say. History marked the end of my experience attending Pre Medicine here at UiTM Shah Alam (USA) with other 135 students. And yesterday, we had an exposure examination on MCQ True and False questions, whereby it comprised of negative marking scheme. Better leave unanswered said most of our seniors. Dr Rosfaizah, our coordinator said, those questions were lower at standard compared to the real one that inshaAllah we would sit for during the real degree. 

It's scary by the way. Even the lower standard seemed a bit tough. Emm...well tough is not actually the word, but when there are so many topics you learned in a sudden after a brain hiatus for 2 weeks, you'll feel the culture shock. Seriously a bit depressing since answers were quite confusing. Added to the dismay, only an hour was given. T.T

After MCQ, it was time for SAQ (Short Answered Questions). There were 3 questions, and compulsory to answer all of them. The questions were okay to our level but I was numb after seeing the first one, asking to describe extrahepatic biliary tract? What the toot? Haih....I just wrote down what I think was relevant enough. Hopefully, it doesn't back fire T.T

At 11 AM, everything came to a complete full stop. People were happy and relieved to have completed the course. The coordinators kept repeating that hopefully they will see us again in September, and yeah, inshaAllah we will if there's nothing in between. 

And yesterday, to celebrate the end of intense pressure, my roommates and I went to the bookfair at the SACC Mall, had McD for lunch and spent money like they are dried leaves. By the time I reached the hostel back, I was moneyless. I haven't even paid for the dinner yesterday...dah pokai T.T

the hospital sungai buloh's counter

the small park/garden in the middle of the hospital

my sweetest roommates, najwa and nadhirah

2 days before exam, ronda2 kampus :p

the corridor towards the lecture halls :'(

after the exam ended, with sharifah hamizah who would leave for USM this september :'(

my desk's number 93....Fakulti Perubatan USA tuuuu:p

visiting the sports center...dekat je rupanya :P

and sooo the NOOB-est nerdy played....without shoes on. But It was fun!

>>>p/s: I wonder why it's so hard to meet someone I always wanna meet, always wanna chat with and always wanna know. Everytime we planned something, there's other things came in between. SIGH. With this, I end my post regarding Pre Med. Only God knows best where would I head to after this. And of course, I will miss those who are going to USM...SAYONARA :')<<<

Towards the end

----23/6/2011 --- 

Just got back from SGS session and felt delighted. I am so in love with SGS or Small Group Session merely because I really feel like already becoming one of the real medical students. It's also a rezeki and a good luck given by Almighty Allah for me to be a part of Group 11, which comprises with a lot of intelligent and kind-hearted brainiacs whom are willing to share almost anything among each other. It's a chemistry that we are bound into, just simply amazing. Adding to the goodness, our chief who's just soooo murah hati :)

Again, time flew fast like turbulent blood flow . Tomorrow is actually the end of everything that we began with, but also just the starter or precursor for the real journey towards becoming a medical student, or must I say, to grow into versatile medical doctors? Perhaps it's still too early to say this because Pre-medicine is not a guarantee platform that would grab you back to the faculty or to the same course you have been dreaming of. InshaAllah if there's luck and again everything is depending on rezeki from Allah S.W.T.

UiTM Shah Alam or USA has a lot to offer actually. One place that I think I should go, but still haven't step into is the Sports Complex. Listened to a lot of bragging on the bright sides of that complex; on squash courts and on volleyball etc, I get a bit jealous to those people especially the female friends who could spend their afternoon there, and BERIADAH. And speaking of beriadah, it has been ages since I last make it a habit, no wonder turns into a balloon no? - But then again there's no effort to go there. Laziness is a habit which now travels happily in my blood. T.T

temporary campus - gonna switch and migrate to Sg Buloh soon, insyaALLAH

 Plus, one good thing staying at USA is the mobility access - whereby it's easier to ditch a bus compared to those moment during asasi. Sad isn't it? Nowadays, all we have to do is walk a bit to reach the bus stand, and the bus will mostly wait for us, not the opposite. The tendency to 'fly' is high - when you could just touch and go to reach the places you want to go. Staying at Mawar is convenient whereby Shah Alam Seksyen 7 is nearby - my roommates and I often walked through the back entrance- take the flyoever- and dine at nearby KFC or Pizza Hut, and random restaurants in the circle. The only thing that would put me in a great concern is the financial status. Almaklumlah, kena ada duit lebih kalau nak makan sedap3 ni.

Pizza Hut Seksyen 7 is easily accessible

24//6/2011- And just now the lecture on reappraisal of scenario 4 with Dr Harbinder Jeet Singh ended, marked the end of week 4 and marked almost the end of everything. It's a sad thing and a good thing though. Reappraisal is a session whereby the cases/scenarios given of any particular problems regarding one patient, is being summarized - for what are the approximate sickness that patient might be suffering from including the causes and mechanisms that caused that particular disease. Reappraisal is surely fun - but in Premedicine it's mostly just an exposure so that one would not be surprised once he or she gets into medical school.

during last lecture of Premedicine

Dr Harbindar and us discussing the scenario on liver dysfunction. One word: FUN!

Next week, on Wednesday, we are gonna sit for our OSPE- stations of questions needed to be answered in 4 minutes each, and on Thursday is the day for the scary SAQ and MCQ- with negative marking method. All these gives me 'tremors' in the brain. And what not, Dr Raudzah proposed that we must make sure we can get full marks during OSPE. OMG....

Things to be settled here already done- getting my transcripts and already posted some of my friends' just that a bit frustrated by how my 'kindness' sometimes got misused or mistreat by some people. Sometimes, it's better to not hope for things that high, or else get disappointed. Emmm...now trying to be calm as possible...

>>>p/s: Feeling sad because a friend is leaving- going for better and brighter offer. Or maybe feeling a bit sad, because of losing someone whom I thought could be best friend. Seriously, gonna miss this experience with the brainiacs, with the super-annoying hostels, with the inspiring doctors and specialists and those inspiring and impressive Early Clinical Exposures together with the fun Clinical Skills Lab<<<

Habis juga. Opening a new page.

Finally, this is it! The final semester 1 break is over. In a flash, I tell ya. Like always, I'd say,  "Wow, sekejapnya cuti! Seriously cepat:'("

And, yeah today, I figured out, even it's a holiday or the normal college day, nothing would be fun. Just plainly boring as it is. Many plans didn't work out. Movies marathon was not been completed and accomplished due to several reasons. Now, this is boring. 

In a couple of minutes, I'll be heading to a wedding reception, my cousin sister is married to a tall-good looking guy :D and yeah, I am still single (saje bagitau). Then, heading to Mak Teh's house, which is a very good place to eat lavish food and seeing Khayra Amani whom is the cutest niece in the whole life world. After that, the end of Sunday, and Hello Puncak Alam, and Semester II. 

Hopefully, I make it through with a big smile on my face, and yeah, getting more physical. For the deathly stairs, yeah, you too, will I see later on. And, to see most of my favorite bloggers in the Daragoy section, to post nice posts of theirs is a joy, but the one I like most is dead. I mean not literally. But, yeah, he is just dead. Being grown up, is a bad thing after all. For me la, not for you of course. 

Mother of 7 girls.

For the past couple of weeks, followers of my blog kept decreasing, from 48 to 46. It's devastating, well at least by seeing so many people actually following your blog would rouse the feeling of eagerness to post something. hahaha:D Now, guess like my 'popularity' has faded...

It's so good to know, that Zaki Anwar finally has a blog. It's new, and it's called Warkah Buatmu, to those 8000 km away from him. The first tryout was great, but I just wish there could be more photos of his life in Russia. Plus, I hope he makes a continuous effort, because, there are so many cool blogs out there, but after some while they would become dead, which is kind of disappointing. I still remember sitting next to Zaki in the library while in College, where he did told me he has so many things to blog about, but, he has just no time for it. Now, he's in the club...and a warmth welcome would I salute to him.

Now, move on to my story. Mom kept reminding me how near is it, for the time to get back to college. I am so grateful, that we didn't have to pack our stuff out, since we all get to stay in the same room for the next semester. Unlike, foundation in TESL students, who have to pack out everything, and register for new college by next month. I must say, that my room should be looking so sluggish by now with ants everywhere especially on the desk.

Mom of 7 girls is the title for myself actually. After being given the title of the 'Head of House' by my fellow 7 housemates, I genuinely and automatically have become their mother. They called me MOM, basically because I look like a 'mother' and matured than the rest of them. My housemates, when they bumped into me, in the lift, or at campus, would called me."HEY MAK!" and yeah, sounded embarrassing, but towards the end, it is fun, for having tagged as someone.

My 7 girls are just great, well even though I have tough time to get along with my roommate, but in the end, it's still is great. Ira is a funny girl came from Klang, one of my two housemates who owns an Iphone, and got a boyfriend. She's so open minded, and made a Facebook account by using their "daughter's" name. See, they haven't got married, but already came in with the name and it's so hilarious. I mostly like Room D's girls, because they are so fun to be with. Watching movies must be with Room B's girls, Huda and Ema. Huda got this very tall special guy, whom she doesn't like to call her boyfriend, but I kept seeing them together both, at cafe, during ramadan at the bazar, ahahhaha, and not to mention, skyping with each other almost every night.

Yeah, less than a month and I will continue my job as their mom. What a life!

Consternation and Disappointment

I bet everyone here, especially those who did friend with me in Facebook, already know what had happened to me lately. A death occurred in a sudden, without I expecting, and yeah, who would ever expect a death? Tru Calling perhaps can, but we as in reality? Could we feel if someone important to us would die like in a minute or two? No...no one can in exact. But, I still do want to have that feeling. The feel, or the capability to save someone we love from death. Okay...I might have gone too far on this matter, sorry. I am just still in CONSTERNATION, a complete anxiety due to a sudden bad surprise. 

This afternoon, I viewed all the photos of Chiam's last journey on Earth. I saw her photo in the casket, before her body was been burnt. It made me burst into tears again. Just couldn't help it. However, no matter gallons of tears I rushed out from the tear glands, no matter how hard for me to accept her demise, it still happened. It is all history now. The moments I had with her are histories and the time we chatted, played and joking around, ended up to a permanent full stop. Life has to go on. My journey is still a long way to go InsyaAllah, but of course, Chiam always in my mind, the best friend I had. 

Thank you for all my friends who keep telling me to be strong.They, who are willing to "understand' and "support" me when I was almost tumble. I am a weak-hearted person. I ain't a strong person, as you can see from outside. I cried easily over the smallest matter and I could be crazy crying over matters as heavy as my best friend's demise.Thanks for making me strong, and thanks again for concerning over my condition, especially to their teachers from the school. They knew exactly how Chiam and I were close, were friends and companions. They knew how terrible I feel, and thanks for making me stand up again. :)

Now, I need to run over all the things that I need to complete. Studying and revising for the semester's final examination is the first thing I need to work out for. But, before that, I need to just be alive for this year soon-to-end Ramadan and upcoming Aidilfitri. It will another fun event, even though my niece Khayra won't be around in Klang. Tomorrow, I hope the plan to break fasting at Seremban with dear Presco mates will turn out alright. I miss them so much, and it will be fine, I pray. 

Oh. Seriously, asthma is freaking me out! I really hope my brother could heal by tomorrow. He was asthmatic, and I hope it doesn't return. I am just so worried about him since he looked tired and so weak during our meal just now. I hate to see my eccentric brother weak. I need him to be strong and manly as well as chicky like he always do. 

Alas, I hope days will turn out well. I hope I can forget the past easily and make them as memoirs as in chapters of my life. Life is never meant to be perfect, but it was meant to be beautifully imperfect. I learn one thing: Do Appreciate People around you. Once one of them is gone, you will finally realise, how regret you are for not appreciating him or her. Love is all the world need to keep on unite. Good night. Assalamualaikum.

She left without a note

In the midst of planning so many things to do after I completed Semester 1 by the end of September, and in the midst of struggling for Test 2 which will end tomorrow as well as while down counting the days to go home for Raya.....I received one more allegation from Allah Al Mighty God. It was the saddest incident ever happened in my life, the lost of my good friend Chiam Win Nee. Gosh, even typing down her name made me wanna burst into tears. Two words that I could utter....."DON'T GO"...

By the time Independence Day was celebrated, my best friend in this whole world, Chiam Win Nee had been called by God. She died on the midday of the 31st August 2010 due to asthma attack. I however didn't know she's gone until that night when Huda contacted me, while I was busily revising for the next day's chemistry test. It was the most horrible Independence Day ever...

I was happy to receive the call, it has been such a long time since I talk to her. I smiled, and didn't expect that it was a call informing me about the death of my best friend. 

 "Dayana....awak tahu tak Chiam dah meninggal?...said Huda. Her voice was low, trying to calming down.

"Ya Allah....apa!!?" I just couldn't believe what I've heard...

"Janganlah nangis...."coaxed Huda...

And on the spot, I burst into tears. Litres of tears running down my cheek. I couldn't hide my feeling. It was like having a stabbing knife right down on the chest. It hurts so much, and it still hurt. It was like only yesterday that she was actively online via the Internet, posting how awesome the firework at Genting Highlands was. Knowing that hours later after that post, she was been called to go for eternal, was hard to be accepted. Very hard. I cried and cried outside my apartment at Puncak Alam, just wishing to come home, and be by her side. If only I could reach to Kajang that very night, and be by her side.....and how I wish I were there when she was sick, just be with her for the last time....I wished for many things, but Allah has it all written. HE loves her more, and it is her fate to go at such a young age. As for that, I have to be patient, and just move on....

Chiam Win Nee...was the friend that everyone could have wish for. We did so many things together for the 5 years at high school. She was like my guardian at most of the times. SMK Kajang Utama witnessed a lot of events that Chiam and I did together. We were classmates from form 1 till form 5. She was smart, very funny, hardworking, helpful, and she is always patient. I still remember the days when we played badminton together every weekends. She would waited for me at the bus stop, and I was always late, but she didn't even got angry with that. I still remember the days when we were always in a team when it comes to representing the school for intraschool competitions. Sometimes we won and we lost, but the joy came from the moment when we shared a lot of things together. We struggled together for every test and we were capable of getting the top spot at school. 

There are just so many memoirs of her that I have. How we struggle to make PBSM's marching team looks good last year couldn't be vanished. We always fight to do the best for the last year of high school last year. We always sat next to each other, she sat with me in all classes. We did presentations together, we sometimes walk to school together and went home together. I missed all those moments so much. I just can't imagine that the time we went to school for our hari kecemerlangan was the last time I had with her at that school. It was the last time I managed to see her throughout.Every time I viewed the pictures that I have with her, she appeared inside my mind. Last night while doing maths for the test, suddenly I reminisced how good she was at mathematics and so again I cried. She was the best in sudoku and every thing that got to do with numbers, which actually make our bond stronger. Now, SHE HAD GONE FOR EVER. T.T

During graduation last year: In memories, Chiam Win Nee. May your soul rest in peace darling. Go with grace,I will always love you.

I regret for not using the time I had wisely to spend with my best friend, at least for a stroll, at least for another badminton game at the quarters down the neighborhood. I also regret for not taking those opportunities in the past, to chat with her, to play online game with her like we always did or even to just be with her. Only if I know what have been stated, only if I know my best friend would die, I would just leave everything and attend her amendments. I now terribly miss her smiles, her jokes, all her passion for badminton and just everything about her. She was precious, and her lost was a such an enormous mourn for all of us who knew her. If she could see me, I want her to know that I miss her, and wanting her to come back. I want her to know that I am grateful to God for having her during high school years. She craved a lot of good memories for me, and I would like to thank her greatly for that. And as for this, bye Chiam my dear. You are always a good friend, I would always be by your side wherever you are. I will always remember you till the day the time for me to go like you comes.

>>>semalaman kukenangkan dirimu, mengalir air mataku membasahi pipi....tidakku duga ini semua terjadi....perpisahan antara kita<<<<

Forget the past, Live for the future

I am typing this as fast as I could, because my roommate will surely return and wanting to use her desk. I need a broadband seriously!

Why did I ever concern about updating? Not like I have those followers who will keep track on me, like Hanis Zalikha, nor Zack Zuhairi. Right? Plus, it is still not comfy to type down, something using this lappy. I haven't got the power to type it fast yet. Probably later.

It was a very overwhelming day, and it ended with Physics lecture by Prof Ahmad. I like Prof Ahmad, merely because his incredibly amazing sense of humor. I find him funny thus making I love Physics to the extend. ^_^

Prof Ahmad is a person who can sometimes gives good advice. "Forget the past! Go running to the future!" What have happened have been destined, take responsibility for every actions that you make. However, the future can still change, change accordingly, according to the efforts made. Once you said, you will fail, meaning you are the one who is at lost. Never give up.

He is true in 360 degree turnabout. Everything counts on our effort. He also mentioned that don't regret for what happened in the past, for example I always regret for having a BLOODY B for my biology paper in SPM, which in turn failing me to get any scholarships to study abroad in Medicine. Maybe this is good for me, only HE knows best. I almost cry, reminiscing how awfull I have reacted in the past, blaming the destiny that I have been given, and blaming myself for being weak. Perhaps because I was (still am) envying those friends who are just steps further from going somewhere better to learn what they wanna learn. Their destiny, their lucks. Just make things that way.

> ITS A BLOODY B FOR THE SUBJECT I LOVE THE MOST<

When my peers here took our pictures, they ask, why am I looking sad? Do they have to ask, seriously? And, maybe that will just be temporary. Hope I will find "light" here. That's all.

Juniors....

Yo! Just returning from SASER, after sending my dearly annoying brother to his school. What a day! Pity him for being late, and he has to be grounded for his next outing session. )+(Bukan best pun outing, so chill bro)

Anyhow, I was browsing facebook although sad to say no one really leaves me any comments, well I am not that popular among my acquaintances or friends, so that is how it goes. Fortunately, thanks to Muhammad Shukri Azim, I was delighted by his photos. Very nice, very neat, very rejoicing to see.

All of his photos reflect how enjoyable studying in SMK Kajang Utama. How we don't have particular stupid annoying rules, how the teachers are so sporting, and Argh I miss all of them....endless description will this one be.haris, basyir and shukri (quite good looking huh?)

haih a very good pose i supposed

flirting time hahaha

warghhh!~

pretending....or gay??

hey sis...sempat lagi main sms....cikgu kat belakang tu..


hahaha...I miss my juniors so damn much...miss the school, miss being a school kid, miss my dear teachers...but what can I do, I am encountering another phase of adulthood...

UPU online form. Have you fill it in?

alamak...you can click on the picture, to enlarge..(updated)

If you wanna fill in, just google UPU.. For those who didn't buy the pin number, sorry I couldn't help you out, same for those who miss the phase 1.

My Honey Bunnies eh kittens...:)

I am definitely a feline lover. Cats and more cats...ah I am so addicted. I am so thankful that I have my cat named Lopek whom is so fertile, and had currently given birth to 8 kittens, and all of them are so cute. She gave birth to 3 kittens during the holy eidulfitri and another 5 recently. But, the first three had been 'kidnapped' or 'eaten' I supposed. They disappeared in a sudden when I was busily undertaking my trial SPM T-T

Below are the photos of the new kittens, just four of them though. I think one of them died.

Lopek with her three kittens...the kittens are playing...awwwh....


playing again...the black one is having splendid breast-feeding

this is my favourite, oh look at this little thingy...she has blue eyes...


Oh..she's looking at you...lucky you:)

some pictures :D

Welcome people! Yeah, it is my brother with my little cutest niece, Khayra. And yesterday, mom, dad, my little sis, and I, went to Klang to visit this little toddler. She hurt her little finger, because last Wednesday, a CPU fell on her little finger, and she got her finger cut. Now, she had a few stitches. Poor little Khayra.:c

This was taken on the first week of the holidays. This was on my sister's dinner party, to celebrate her 'victory' in her recent UPSR. From left; Brother Indra, my brother (Rid) and my dad. Busy eating 'kerang bakar'.My niece from Kedah, and her name is Farah. She is smart and sly. Taken on Hari Raya Haji.

Mimi and I, on our hanging-out day in Midvalley a week before Hari Raya Aldiladha. Miss her though:9

The novel I read and finished reading it faster than I expected. A good and light story and it got some hanky panky jokes here and there. Good for girls, bad for guys! (obviously seen from the cover)A picture taken in Kuala Selangor. Can't recall when exactly....:D I am fat! Haizz...pity

Ah, I miss Agricultural Science Class so much ;c. Anyway, this was taken when I was washing the beras pulut, to make tapai pulut. Hehe:D

This was my school's Prefect's Feast. A fun one I had since the last one last year. Held in the school's canteen. In the photo, were Rashid, who played the guitar, and Anis, whom was singing.

Taken last Saturday, the 28th December. My cousin's engagement ceremony. Can you detect which one is her? I am on the very left sitting on the couch. Those on the right are my cousins.

Yeah, I just like my name. Isn't it cute? hahaha:D
oK, that's all for now;D