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Puncak Alam,Tuesday, 5.59 p.m.

July 07,2009 (14 Rejab 1430)

Salaam readers Ya, I know. Many thought this page isn’t active anymore. However, I decided to take a break, enjoy my semester break and eventually discover myself inner self. My goals, what I really want and how to achieve them. yes, PLANNING. I did some planning and refurbished myself.

Just in time, new campus..new semester ( I’m in 3rd year now..*jaw-dropped*). Okay this may sound tough, but I decided to become a full-timer. I used to be a part-timer, but I’m steering my life to be a full-timer these days. Still got no clue? I know people will start to bombard me silently as u read my explanation,back then I was still enjoying my life, exploring what life is actually yes clubs, to be in the guest list for almost all big events, VIP passes what else? U name it, I’ve done it but whatever sin I’ve done, I’ll leave it to Allah to judge me and may He forgives me for all the rubbish and ruins I’ve done to my life. Let’s leave this part and let me walk the new road.Hence, all the old post had to be deleted

Move on to the next chapter, as we all know, it’s the month of Rejab now. This means Ramadhan is approaching fast. Alhamdulillah, I managed to qadha’ my siyyam that I missed the previous Ramadhan. I’m in the new campus now and sometimes my mind wonders, how on earth will I survive here in Puncak Alam? With the long winding staircases, lack of big trees etc. etc. but whenever these questions pop, there’ll be a voice inside my head saying Allah is the most gracious and merciful, He’ll have his way If u people have no clue how the situation in Puncak Alam, stay with me and I’ll blog about it soon. ( I’m still trying to adjust myself in here, one word GORGEOUS)

These days people tend to be so obsess either with Michael or Mikaeel Jackson’s death or the pandemic that hits the world; Influenza A (H1N1). I’m sad for both situations and hoping for the best but I would like to distract everyone with a more heart-breaking news. Recently, a woman by the name Dr. Marwa El Sherbiny was killed tragically by protecting her right as a Muslim. I’ll summarize the whole story for u guys.

Dr. Marwa El Sherbiny  lived in Germany with her husband and a son. She was attacked by a man at a playground while accompanying her son. The man called her names, a terrorist as well as tried to removed her hijab (head covering) in the street. Dr Marwa stood for her right and managed to bring this man to court. She won the trial and the result made the man so enraged that he pulled out a knife in the court and stabbed Dr Marwa 18 times. Her husband tried to stop the guy but the security guard accidentally shot the husband and had to be admitted to the hospital. Dr Marwa fell as a shahidah infront on her little son and husband and to make the situation more sad, she was pregnant that time. May Allah bless her soul and lets pray for her,her unborn child, her son, husband and of course the whole family that she left behind.

See, I am proud of this lady for she knew how to stand for her right. But why is this happening? From my concern, it’s because of the “devils’ that started to ban on hijab wearing in certain countries that made this insane people to feel powerful. A clip on her murder can be seen on YouTube. Sorry I could not link it in here as my university blocked us from viewing that page.Extra credit to http://hegab-rehab.blogspot.com

For my friends who are hit by the latest pandemic, be strong and keep on praying. All my prayers go to u people and insha’Allah everything will be fine.

Salaam, fi amanillah..

 

Friday the 13th

Heyya peeps,Its me again..LOL..Anyway, heard of friday the 13th before? yeah its the urban legend saying that u’ll get bad luck or jinx on this particular day. Well I guess it did hit my head!No no i didnt mean that I was chase by the dude with that funny white mask. It began yesterday during my Management class. I was going through the assignment that I need to do, and guess what? The due date is today! I was restless in class and I had to stay back till 2.50 pm (my class was from 12.30 pm to 2.00 pm)  just to get a clearer picture from the lecturer. It was an argumentative paper though. Was quite difficult and I hate it as I have no idea what to bullshit in it. I was spending the whole day and evening searching the perfect article and trying to pick out which Management theory should I critic.

However later at night I went to watch City of Ember with Deani. Hey, it was a good movie u know. Anyway, I’ll do a review later at the end. I needed a break so I agreed going for a midnight movie. Watch it at Midvalley and came back at 4.00 am. On the way back we stopped at Sunway just to see some idiots throwing up. hahah yeah I know, everyone seems not to believe that I did not club last night as it was ladies night. I DID NOT, TRUST ME I DID NOT.

Once I reached home I start typing all the points that I wanted to point out. Honestly, I was just beating around the bush. HAHAHA.. Well before I left I already done the bibliography as well as I completed a page. I was required to write no less than 4 pages, New Times Roman size 10. SIZE 10?!!! I WAS LIKE WHAT THE HELL?! Somehow, she didnt mention about the spacing, so i chose double spacing..hahaha still didn’t really work but it was just doing what it was supposed to do. I overslept and woke up at 11.30 am. Received lots of SMS regarding next week’s annual dinner and it seems all the problems are being thrown on my face. I WAS WONDERING WHAT THE F*CK WAS THE PRESIDENT DOING?!  Anyway, I called my lecturer to ask if I may drop by her office to hand it the assignment. I was so excited that I completed it just in time anddddddddddddddddd the sky isnt always blue. SHE SAID NO ITS OK U CAN HAND IT NEXT WEEK SINCE WE DIDN’T HAVE CLASS THIS MORNING. Ooh poo.. U have no idea how my world turned into a dark and motionless situation. I was angry but at the same time I comforted myself by saying hey, at least U have done one and can focus on next week’s tests. Oh yeah, talking about test. I have 2 tests next week. Chemotherapeutic Drugs on Monday and Drug Delivery System on Wednesday. Have to pass up Dr Rosmadi’s assignment on Monday. Phewwph, luckily I’ve done that half way.

Anyway, forget the jinx that happened. City of Ember, I didn’t know that it was adapted from kid’s literature. I found out when I was reading the (what the hell do u call the ending of the story?) ah whatever..It was good thought, It was a bout a city that was built to last for 200 years only and the city is based on a generator that was built by the Builders. Lately, the generator kept on breaking down and.. WAIT, i should not let the cat out of the bag. Y don’t u guys just go and watch it. I give it a two-thumbs-up

 

” I wanna tell u something, I’m gay.My partner,….I can’t lie to him”

Hi ya readers, once again I made the biggest sin as a blogger which is NOT BLOGGING FOR SOMETIMES. Told ya I’m a busy lady. Well, I had my mid semester break last week n to be franked, I dont think it was a break at all. Occupied with the National Pharmacy Sports Carnival (NPSC) 2009. The first few days I was staying with some friends. Friday at Bukit Jalil accompanying her since her housemates went back to their hometowns for the Chinese New Year Celebration. As I expected, it turned out to be some girlish talk n some boxes of Kleenex. I am called to write down her story and of course I fell her n joined her cried too. Well here goes…

I’ve been with him for 2 years. For the past 2 years, everything went good and great at the beginning. He was like the air that I needed to breathe,my soul, my shoulder he was everything. Of course, we fought, we laughed and we cried together. Every single heart beat was meant for him. He was my inspiration n the one who guided me all this years. I mean like hey, I might ignore the things around me cause when he’s around, there’s nothing else that I would want to ask.Somehow, the sky isn’t blue all the time. We went into a tremendous fight cause I felt left out. He was always not around,not answering his calls. Giving lots of excuses, canceling our dates last minute. At first I didn’t bother as I know he’s busy with his final year project. But I got suspicious one day and forced him to have a serious talk.

We planned to talk at his house after dinner. Since he loved to cook, so I let him. Moments of truth came as I was in his arms. I asked, how come we are not as happy as before? Is it something that I did and you.. Then he spoke..Actually I wanna tell u something, I’m gay. My partner,.. I can’t lie to him. I’m sorry.

I felt like my heart was shredded into tiny pieces, the air just stop circulating and I was suffocating. I grabbed his arms tightly and yeah I cried. I asked again, How can u be a gay when we had sex a few times? R u telling me u r bisex? He confessed, well I tried to be normal. I was attracted to ur kindness however I’m more keen to the man rather than the opposite sex.And that’s the final sentence I can hear. I excused myself and drove home…

I was speechless. The only thing I could do was to hug her and comfort her.Well, a friend gotta do a what friend’s supposed to do isn’t it? I’m still shock how can that guy is a gay when I witnessed their happiness all this while. Whatever it is, what goes around comes around. We lived based on Karma…to my friend who’s reading this. Darling, be strong aight? Cheer up n I know u’ll find the perfect man one day (and that’s if he doesnt find u first! )

I just want to let u know that, if u need me,to talk or just to listen to ur blabbing,..I’ll be here anytime for u… Love ya sis.. *hugs*

 

I’m featured in a blog! Not just any blog,the MDG Blog!

Morning readers, well well what can I say..I already said that I’ll bring a boomed! to Impiana Hotel when I went to MDG.First tudung-clad girl lols hell yeah!. I remember Ira kept on messaging n calling me when I was on the way with Miss Vee. She got so nervous n sent me an SMS saying “This is not helping me at all, mostly are chinese” and I replied back by saying dont worry i’ll stride it with pride with a noble cloth on my head covering every single hair i have on this head of mine! hahaha

And it did, once I reached and handed over the registration form I felt the whole floor looked at me even the girl at the registration. yeah, models with tudung and going for a big one is still not that famous in my country, MALAYSIA. here’s the link to that blog and it’s easy to look for me though…LOL

http://www.malaysiandreamgirl.tv/blog/

In case u guys r wondering who is Wardina, here’s a picture of her.

Right, this is Wardina..lovely eh?

I’m quite busy to put up lots of pictures since I have a slow lovely laptop..Y don’t u guys just go to Google and type hijab models under Image…then u’ll get a clearer pictures. We hijabis rock the runway better than the none hijabis..lol

 

Malaysian Dream Girl Audition Season 2

Hi ya..phewwh! Long time eh? Anyway, I did go for the audition of MDG Season 2…It was at Impiana KLCC Hotel bla bla i donno the full name…Was a bit sucks compared to NY Modelling Agents Interview since it took very very long and my friends and I woke up early just for the goodie bag that worth 100 ringgit..

The goodie bag, honestly speaking I thought it was going to be bombastic since Escada if one of the official sponsor or partnership or whatever rubbish. The bag consist of :

1) Beautilicous Eye Shadow (differs for each bag since Sya got the lip gloss) + brochure of the products

2) Voucher from Bella Skin Care worth RM 50

3)Voucher from Svenson Hair Centre worth RM 50

4) Voucher from Marie France Bodyline worth RM 50

5) In Trend Magazine

I guess that’s all and some flyers on MDG…I didnt get through tho as Elaine Daly said I am too bubbly and very out-spoken so MDG is not the platform for me to go far in this industry. Andrew suggested I try broadcasting or VJ-ing. *Yeah MTV Vj…dream dream dream..LOL).Oh anyway, they were 3 judges in the room with some bloggers and some people who record the whole thing. Elaine Daly, Andrew and the lady who founded Beautilicious.However, they all love the pictures I brought for those who have seen my pic, I printed the one on Flickr and the eyes picture in Black &White..lol…

Now I can tell my friends that I’ve been to the MDG Audition and met these big peoples for real y’all! It did enhance my self-esteem and such a booster to my confidence.Anyhow, I still don’t see the objective of this show, are they trying to produce a runway models? advert models? or what? Cause one girl she has the cheerful look I’ve ever seen and have the looks that represent Malaysian girls. she got rejected cause she is short. Another girl who has beautiful eyes got rejected cause her teeh weren’t straight..Hmmm?

Well, congratulations to those who passed and good luck! Oh anyway, winner is determined by SMS-voting (which is not my type of competition )

P.s.: Sya got thru though but she didn’t come back for the next briefing cause she didnt want it plus she’ll be in Italy by the time the show starts!

 

Such an inspiration

Its Friday morning, 9.19 am December 19..ahh what a lovely number. Its a weird behaviour of me to start writing at this time. I didnt sleep since 6 pm yesterday cause I need to edit some reports to be given to my lecturer.

Anyway, have u ever been so frustrated u give up halfway through? Or have u ever feel like doing something but when u lmost hit the starting line,u changed ur mind? Perhaps, we all have been to this stage what makes us different is how hard it was and how ugly it was.Have u ever blamed God on anything that happen to u? I’m sure U did. Cause I know I did and I regretted it.

I was chatting wit my lovely friend, Andrew this morning and he sent me a link. I will not tell u what it is about but this person in the clip all I can say about him is that, he’s strong. He looks at things the other way round and live life to the fullest without regretting how he looked like…. Watch the clip..

So how was it? It was enough to make me cry, I didn’t cry because of his deformity but I cried knowing how strong he is eventhough he’s doesnt have what we normal human have. Oh hold it, I’m not saying he’s not normal, he’s SPECIAL!

If u really watch the clip, I cried on this part :

“I was crying, I said LORD GIVE ME HANDS!..N I cried to sleep that night hoping I’ll have arms when I wake up…”

“If I got married, I won’t be able to hold my wife’s hands, can’t even dance with my bride..When I have children, I won’t be able to hold them”

Ok, I may not really memorized the exact words he was using..but it means the same…I admit I cried and I was on webcam with Andrew, I was trying so hard to hold my tears and hide my emotions. But I just let it go. It was obvious anyway, my nose turned pink.. LOL..

So, I’ve been inspired by a man who lives an ordinary life but him being extraordinary. I dedicate the message to myself and to the readers that we can do anything in this life but remember God is always there no matter how ugly n horrible the moment that we are facing. We just need to share with Him alot, in other words have faith in Him. Well, isn’t that what all religions teach? Unless u r an atheist, don’t get offended please.

I’m off to work now, mwah mwahh.. Ciao!

 

Bad boy,demeanor personality and I melted…

Hia, phewh…I still have 2 papers to go for this semester’s final exams. Microbiology on Sunday (which is tomorrow) and Pharmaceutics on Tuesday then it’s time to party till dawn! Haha, since when I’m a party girl? Well, I dont know..I’m just waiting for my cousin to come back and chill together. It’s been a long time, very long time LOL. Anyway, back to the title of this post; “Bad boy, demeanor personality and I melted”.. I guess most of u must be wondering what’s up wit me this time.. LOL

I’m a lady and of course I’m attraced to the opposite sex ( I”M STRAIGHT OBVIOUSLY! ). Well, most people are asking how come I’m still single (duh). See, I’m a complicated person and I only fall for guys who are considered attractive to me. Doesnt matter whether he’s younger or older than me. What matters most is the maturity. Come on, even if a guy is 6 years older than me but still behaving like a kid, I’m so sorry,he is totally REJECTED! I’m not saying I want a serious situation in a relationship. Come on, a good laugh makes a couple bonded and love each other more. It put asides jealousy and stress of the day. Isnt that what partners are for? To be there and share some piece of him or her to the loved one? Everyone is still a kid at the bottom of their hearts but of course, certain situation needs maturity thinking and seriousness.

I can’t tolerate jealousy, some girls call me dumb but frankly speaking I don’t mind my darling to oogle or drool at other girls when we are on a date.It’s the nature for men to get attracted to girls and some how I know my man is not GAY! (hahahaha) Come on ladies, face the fact won’t we be checking out some hot guys who passed by us even if we are on a date? I know most of us do, admit it. My man got me so he got to see me everyday and all the time, so why not give him a break and let him enjoy the men’s world same goes to us girls, right?? ( i know the guys would be clapping their hands this time..LOL…)

Ok let’s face it, what do I mean by the title of this post? Yes, I fall for bad boys and all the time. Sorry good guys but you are just not my type. What do I mean by bad boys? Bingo! Smokes, clubbers, flirters, the one that sleeps with girls with no intention of falling in love bla bla and too many to list down. Again, opposite attracts. I’m not saying I’m an angel.Heck, my concept of life is based on the yin and yang. BALANCE. Please, I know some of the religious dudes or dudettes out there will start sending me messages saying u r a Muslim and bla bla bla bla (hello…?) I’ll read the messages and will reply thank u for showing some care to ur sister and may Lord grant u Jannah.. Ok, ok I will not go out of the topic and I’ll post another topic on some so-called religious dudes start advicing me.. (Bluerghh!). Why do I go for these guys? (the bad boys..auwww!) See, from my experiences and my social life. These people are bad only on the outer sides but trust me, they are sensitive on the inside. They love to be pampered and trust me if they really love a girl,they’ll sacrifice for that girl. In other words, heart in hand just for that special woman =D They make good partners usually and compared to other type of guys, they are most gentleman.

Let’s face it people, girls might agree wit but the boys won’t (I guess correct me if I’m wrong) How many men on this earth still open the doors for the ladies? Doesnt matter whether it’s the car, the shopping mall,any doors will do.  How many still accompany the girls till their doorsteps? (the house I mean… duh. ) . How many will stay with the girls when they are alone till some one fetch them (let say they are waiting for their parents to get them from school perhaps? heheheh). Okay, this may sound confusing but any of u guys accompany the girls to the toilet? (u know and everyone knows usually toilets are situated in a quite and kinda gloomy area..so kinda scary actually) There are men that do all these but its getting lesser each day. Please guys, these little things actually melt the girls’ hearts. It is not about the expensive dinner (well yeah, I love it too heheheh),not the big rides that usually attract us girls, but it is these little things that u guys look as NOTHING. Like i said, women are complicated cause u guys don’t wanna think in different ways HEheheheh..

Ok now girls, how many of you wipe away the sweat from a guy’s face after he had been into a rush (cause he’s late for the date..LOL) How many of the girls give a good shoulder massage or head rub knowing that her man had a bad day? Hmmmmmmmmm… kinda not many I guess..LOL..but yeah, guys love these actually.Wait, wait, why are we talking bout girls now? My post is about guys..Scratch it , scratch it..hahahaha. Oh ya, some friends also critic me for chasing guys that behaves like gay. Gay in their point of view is the one that takes care of their outer-looks like girls. Oh come onnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn, I appreciate guys who take the hassle to do their hair, trim the hair that grows out from the nostrils, clean their ears, worried about their smell and yadda yadda yadda! Fight with the iron and ironing boards just to make sure their shirts look neatly pressed, just to make sure that we girls feel like whoaaaaaaaaaa and felt proud when other girls are staring.. hehehehehe.. Yes, yes, I GO FOR THIS TYPE OF GUY AND PROUD TO ADMIT IT! For me, it is such a turn off to see guys who are good looking but the nose is full of blackhead. Guys please, heard of PorePack? The one that u paste on ur nose and wait for a few min before ripping it off? Yes, u’ll look like an idiot for a moment but the result will make u look like not and idiot. It’s better than having some black dots and whenever U come close to us, it makes us tremble inside and pray PLEASE GET AWAY! hahahahaah.

So, basically from my observations and me mixing around with people, the bad boys owned most of these criteria that I just elaborated. Please, don’t bombard me this is just my point of view and feel free to tell me what you think.

 

Day out , stress out, make out (?) LOL!!

Oi Oi oi! heYya, I just reached home seriously I am tired and kinda stressed out since I have exams tomorrow which is Arabic Language paper tomorrow and the day after tomorrow will be Peripheral Nervous System & Pharmacotherapeutics ( the brain cells’ killer subject argh!)…

Anyway, I went to Sunway Pyramid today to check out M.A.C Holiday Collection which I found BORING and nothing much different just the casing and of course jaw-dropping prices.. Met a new friend, Ali (if u r reading this, say HIIIIIII) LOL…it was a nice day out, FUN..yeah I do mean it ..it was FUN!…Ali, u r such a cute person and I’m willing to talk with u 24/7, 365 1/4 days man! u rock!! LOL…I know i’m the first girl to say u r cute, but seriously u do!. I had lots of fun today including trashing up my Brit accent..hahahah..Nothing much happened today just talk rubbish and starts hitting on each other .. Kinda tired at the moment but I felt better since I was soooooooooooooooooooooooooo stressed for the past few days..I’m glad that I have 4 papers more to go…yeeeeeeeeeeeeehaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa….Oh ya, I still need to get a black body paint for Ali since i promised him I’ll draw some designs on his back..Seriously, I’m not an artist but I’ll try my best to pretend it’s like normal make-up..LOL…Damn I’m tired and this connection is driving me insane..Perhaps I’ll catch u all later..

Oh by the way, if any of u knows where I can get body paint, do tell me..I’d appreciate it A LOT!

 

Back to business

Heya readers, so sorry for taking too long to post something new. I was just busy and being lazy plus my home got no connection. Now I’m back at my rental house..Ahh, the fresh feeling of tapping this keyboard and let u guys read! hahaha

I have lots of stuff to write but where should I begin? I had my Immunology paper on Friday morning and slept till midnight? LOL, yeah crazy! So nothing much happened on Friday. BUT on Saturday morning I SMSed my dad saying I wanna go home so mom called me back saying they’ll fetch me later almost noon since my dad is still sleeping (they just got back from their almost 2 weeks roadtrip!). I missed them alot besides I wanted to watch ARSENAL versus MAN UTD since at this rental home we don’t owned any TV nor satellite channels.. (yeah, seriously) ..Was online with few mates and kinda did the purple smokey eyes which turned out BRIGHT PURPLE on cam. It was funny though, I was giving out a lesson to some girls online but it turned out a few guys watching me as well LOL..I never knew guys have interest in we girls doing the magic.. LOL.. That includes u too Andrew hahaha.. and thanks to ur lovely comment saying I look like Vanessa Hudgens..HAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA…..Well, I look more gorgeous than her actually..ehemm…Oh, I didnt go anywhere last night as I was sleeping the whole evening getting ready for the big match..Well, it was very very interesting and I was very happy (even now I’m still) since Arsenal beat those damn devils..yeah right devils…Hahaha, sound so lame. HIhihih..However, we did stop at one of the mall after fetching me from Shah Alam. As usual, I went to Elianto to check out some stuff and kinda need another shade of brown eventhought I have 3 shades of brown already. But I need a metallic brown look with vibrant GOLD..yes, GOLD! I have a gold shade already from The Body Shop, but umm it’s too vibrant as I need a lighter GOLD actually.. LOL..whatever I dont think U all can imagine what am I blabbing about.

By the way, a friend of mine requested me to write bout having relationship with foreigner.Well, I’d love to write bout it but maybe not now as I’m still not in the mood to talk bout relationship..Sorry mate but I promise I’ll write about it. Anyway, I bought 2 eye shadows but 3 shades…I meant, the gold n brown come together in one pot ..They are under the range of BAKED COLORS where we can use it either wet or dry.If it’s dry it’ll look normal but if worn wet it’ll give this dramatic looks (thats what I’m looking for..hehe) and another shade is white for my couture look or in simpler words, PANDA eyes.I’m not talking about Avril Lavigne’s eyes over here but if u realized in runaway shows these days most of the models use this jet black eye shadows as if they’ve been punched but still look gorgeous..heheheh anyway, I was so excited I applied the looks on my mom..Here’s the pic but sorry she was tired. I applied it while she was sleeping hahahahaha.

Then at night was the match between The Gunners and The Red Devils. I was overwhelmed, flabbergasted and went crazy when my team won. Everyone was teasing by saying those Gunners will lose bla bla bla. I was hungry during the match and needless to say I kept going to the toilet. I think I ate something that made my poor tummy upset So after the match I went to the store to get some isotonic drink. Trust me, I spoke to everyone who was wearing Arsenal’s jersey hahahaha SERIOUSLY I DID!. I was like Congratulations!

They were like u r Arsenal supporters too? I rpelied HELL YEAH! Who the heck wants to support The Devils? LLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOLLLLLLLLL…

Today, my 2nd sis treated my family at Fish & Co. in Bangsar Village. The food was okay but to be honest I prefer Simply Fish in my hometown because the spaghetti called Pirate’s Treasure and Mushroom was tasteless. It was not sour enough but I think thats the way it should be since it was Kids’ Meal..hahaha Well, I wasnt trying to be cute but its under the weekends treat since we bought 3 main courses and it says in the brochure that if we order 3 main courses we’ll get kids’ meal for free…So, I didnt want to miss the opportunity.HIhih, yeah call me a pig. I dont bother cause I cherish food alot! Anyhow, I cleaned the whole thing but one thing amazed me was their drinks. I wanted Kola Tonic but it was not available n my sis ordered Passion i donno what for me. Was cute..yellow at the bottom and white on the top with crushed ice..Hehehe…Now it reminds me of those cocktails u can get from the bar.I just cant wait till my exams to end so that I can hang out wit my friends! uff talking bout exams, I better stop now and start revising for my Pathology paper..Catch y’all later peeps! Zoom Zoom! hahahah

Fish & Co. at Bangsar Village...

This is what happened when I applied it to my mom’s eyes..heheh

 

A bloody Wednesday… =(

Hia mates, I’m kinda down at the moment. I was supposed to sit for an exams today but I couldn’t. I was too sick to be able to walk. It got worst when I arrived at the clinic. I felt it since yesterday but I just considered it as normal period pain. But it got worst today, I don’t know..I haven’t been eating well for the past few days. I just don’t have the appetite (maybe the exams are bothering me). I only took a meal yesterday and the previous day with lots of junks !! I was fine till 5 am in the morning. I woke up vomiting and couldn’t stop. It even got worst with my period since I was getting confused (too much studying perhaps? LOL). Come on, i vomitted 3 times with nothing else to come out and was too weak. Around 8 one of my housemates woke me up (thanks darling, u know who u r). But I just couldn’t go..Around 10 my sis called me up to get ready since she’ll pick me up but I have to wait for a moment since she has a meeting at the time. I thanked her alot. Come on, she’s 30 minutes away and plus with the traffic jam in Kuala Lumpur, what do u expect?

She reached around 11 something and she insisted me to go to a private clinic to get a jab ( I’m used to this thing since I always get painful menstruation pain, the solution is just to get an injection) .Well, I chose to go to my university’s health centre since they have my records already n I wanted to save time since I was in confused n tired state. I reached there and thank God not many patients but I do know that my patience’s was tested when the doctor started to slam me when I asked for the medical certificate since I didn’t sit for the exams. She went crazy when i mentioned the letter. She was like what time was ur exam? 9-12 and u r here at this time? How come u came late. It’s u who didn’t want to sit for the paper. Did u know that there a few patients who came and still want to sit for the exams eventhough we persuaded them not to? Why didn’t u ask ur friends to drop u at the clinic when they were on the way here?…

So many questions that I felt the urge to vomit again and yep, I did. Once she end the blabbing I ran to the sick and started to vomit but again nothing came out except some foul smell and liquid ( I just grabbed a glass of cold milk before I went to see the doctor). Damn man, she even asked how many papers I have been carrying so far. Wow, that’s an insult to me!.. FYI, I haven’t been carrying any paper even since I started studying at this bloody university. I am already here for 5 1/2 semesters and that includes my foundation years but I’ve never EVER repeat or carry forward any paper. Alhamdulillah I thank Allah for helping me strived all these years. And she even asked what the hell i was doing from 9-11 am? Was enjoying my moment in the room? I WAS LIKE FUCK U MAN! I was trying to compile my strength to get up from the floor (I slept on the floor these past few days cause I got some backache from my matress). I called a few cabs to fetch me from the condo but none responded to my calls. She was like ur condition is not serious meaning that u can sit for the exam.It’s just u who didnt want to sit for it. I WAS , MAY ALLAH BLESS U AND UR WORK N UR SALARY. I was burning the midnight oil for the past few days and u can blamed me all this? Shit, what a mentality. See, this is one reason why I hate doctors in Malaysia.

I have to say that I was so frustrated with the service I got. I regret for not accepting my sister’s request to send me to the other clinic but the problem here is my bloody university only accept government’s clinics or hospitals. I walked to my faculty from the health centre despite the pain in my tummy to hand in the letter I just got from the bloody doctor. I was sad and I wanted someone to talk. I didn’t want to call my mom since she’s on vacation with dad n my eldest sis. I don’t want to ruin her roadtrip. I gave the letter to my faculty and I was relieved cause I now know that the paper will be dropped from my results and went to see my lovely lecturer Prof Salmiah to talk about my bad experience at the health center. We started comparing the life here and in the UK. Well, mom n dad studied there last time and my 2nd sis was born there. My mom told me once that the people there are very kind. After she gave birth to my sis and wanted to go home. The nurses and the staffs walked her to the car. I WAS LIKE WOW!! And my Prof told me that her daughter didn’t wanna to stop school and followed her back to Malaysia since the teachers were very nice. Aww, I really wanna migrate now! I have 5 more semesters to go since I’m in my 3rd semester now. Hopefully I’ll graduate according to the plan. Like I said, I hate the environment here. I don’t have any friends to mingle with. (I’m talking bout REAL friends over here).

By the way, I did promised bout the Ashanti looks remember? Sorry to say this but my phone crashed the other day and my pictures are distorted. THe best part is the Ashanti looks are distorted. Old pictures are just doing good.Damn…I know what are blogs without pictures..Hehehe..:P

Oh while I was blogging, this song came popped out from my brain and I am singing it till now. Perhaps I should share the song.. It’s Called Ommy Thomma Ommy (the TH is pronounce like when u prounounce the word THINK)..To explain this I have to explain based on hadith..see for those who dont know what hadith is..is actually all the words or advices given out by mouth by the Prophet Muhammad Peace Be Upon Him..There’s one hadith that says, a man asked the prophet who is the most important person in this world (something like this sorry I dont memorise hadith neither the Quran).the prophet said Mom,, the man ask again who’s next? prophet repeated this 3 times then only he said dad…So it shows how important and noble moms are. So this song is based on that hadith..Here is the lyric in translated version. The singer names are arranged according to their turns singing in the clip. Enjoy it.. =)

Yara, Ramy Ayash, Haytham Shaker, Ganat.- Omy Thomma Omy ( My mother then my mother)

After this love
What does she does all of this deserve
After this love, what
She who gives affection like this without asking for anything in return
We kiss the ground she walks upon

My mother, and then, my mother
To the last day of my life
Love from the first moment of my life
And her concern is mine
She who’s goodness is bountiful
Her goodness melted into my blood and I live with it

After the mother what else is there?
With a sweet call opening the locked gate
After the mother what else is there?
She calms your mind when it is struggling
And shows you the whole world is open to you and satisfies you

I give a representation of her
Her heart is unimaginably good
I give a representation of her
She who stayed up late and tired and raised me and carried a mountain

You start a hundred thousands celebrations in me
Who in my exhaustion stayed up and did not sleep
Who supported me the first time I walked

After what you’ve done what can I do?
The day you brought me into this world
AFter what you’ve done
From your sympathy from your forgiveness
Heaven is beneath you
This what our lord said (it’s in the Quran)

I love you my mother
Til the very last day of my life….

This is the arabic version in case U want to sing along. Please take note that number 7 is actually H but prounouce like u know when u ate something hot n spicy u tend to go haaa haaa..something like that..lol..whereas 3 is..umm..damn..i donno how to explain but it’s from ur throat…lol..2 is pronounce like Q but usually Lebanese and Egyptians just ignore that letter…For example instead of saying Qul (means say..) they pronounce Ul… hehehe…Anyway Yara and Ramy are from Lebanon, Haytham n Tamer are Egyptians n Ganat is Moroccan….Anyway..happy singing..I’ll try to find the hadith.. =D

Ba3d al 7ob da eh ely te3mel kol da testahel eh

Ba3d al 7ob  da eh ely tedy 7anan keda men `er hesab

nebos al torab ely mashya 3aleh

(chorus)

ommy thoma ommy le7had akher yom fe 3omry

7odn men awal 7ayaty we hamo amy

ely katar kherha dab kherha fe damy we 3ayesh beh

(Ramy)
ba3d al om fe eh..da3wa 7elwa fat7a seka me2afela
ba3d al om fe eh..yehdy balo ely da3yalo
al donya kolaha mafto7alo we radya 3aleh

(Chorus)
omy thoma omy le7ad akher yom fe 3omry
7odn men awel 7ayaty we hamo hamy
ely katar kherha dab kherha fe damy we 3ayesh beh

(Haytham)
a3melaha temsal..ely tebet albaha fo2 al khayal
a3melaha temsal..ely sehret we ely te3bet we ely rabet
we ely shalt 7eml gebal

(Chorus)
omy thoma omy le7ad akher yom fe 3omry
7odn men awel 7ayaty we hamo hamy
ely katar kherha dab kherha fe damy we 3ayesh beh

(Ganat)
law ha3melek eh..testahly meet alf 3ed 3ala ely 3amalteh
law ha3melek eh..men fe ta3aby seher manamshy
meen fe awel mara bamshy sanadt 3aleh

(Chorus)
omy thoma omy le7ad akher yom fe 3omry
7odn men awel 7ayaty we hamo hamy
ely katar kherha dab kherha fe damy we 3ayesh beh

(Tamer)
ba3d ely 3amalteh..a3mel eh yom fe ely wasalteny leeh
ba3d ely 3amalteh..men 7ananek men sama7tek
al gana ta7tek da ely rabena 2al 3aleh

(Chorus)
omy thoma omy le7ad akher yom fe 3omry
7odn men awel 7ayaty we hamo hamy
ely katar kherha dab kherha fe damy we 3ayesh beh