Friday, 30 September 2011

Feeling nerdy.

Quoting from Green Lantern..
There's a saying on Earth "I am only human."
We say it because we are vulnerable..we say it because we know we are afraid.
But it doesn't mean we are weak.
 My back hurts so much right now like an old lady having osteoporosis maybe.

Thursday, 29 September 2011


It's hard not to be a racist. Even a snide remark can easily put you into the racist category but come on, I don't think every single person is holy or goody-two-shoes enough not to make jokes or comments about racism...and not everyone is over sensitive about it in which I do admit we do have some people acting like their race is so superior over another. Nothing can be said against them or they will start jumping, ready to attack you the moment you said something demeaning about them even it is pointing to one person only not the whole race. Perasan . We must have been a racist, at some point of our lives knowingly or not.

So no need to be over agitated censoring everything. How to expand our mind, to challenge our convictions, if we avoid all the things that are sensitive to be discussed? Well, freedom of speech is freedom indeed but there are limitations and I am sure we know our limit.

Like my mom said,
"biarkan dia usik seterika panas..kot dah sakit baru tahu" - Ibu saya.

Wednesday, 28 September 2011

I need sleep.

Honestly I am only on my 7th day but I don't have anything to ramble on really which is so not me since I can really jabber on without stopping and make people really uncomfortable. Either that or make people uncomfortable with my silence and I don't mean it but people do say that I have deadly stares. I blame my eyebrows and squinty eyes for that.  Sometimes I'd rather prefer being in silence and it is comfortable once in a while sitting right there doing nothing. Staring into space. Daydreaming. Having a conversation alone in your mind. Plotting a murder or  making a plan of saving the world. Yeah..the usual thing.

But communication is the key as my father always said. We obviously cannot live without interaction anyway. 

Day 7.

Tuesday, 27 September 2011

put a lime in the coconut.

I am bloated.

And that is all.

Still this will be considered as Day 6.

Monday, 26 September 2011


I went inside the Mysore Palace for the first time since I have been here for the last three years. The palace  intrigued me many times before but unfortunately the time did not permit me to visit it. But at last, this Sunday proven to be a very educational weekend for me. The palace was beautiful and magnificent, even I have to admit that. It was so extravagant with the ivory or gold dust in every tapestry, 700kg golden throne, lots of large elephant tusks, silver door, teak wood ceilings, crystal chairs, big " i forgot where it came from but surely not India" chandeliers and weapons made out of  gold, silver, brass, metal..

Honestly with so many gold and colourful history, how can once a rich country becomes like this today?

Anyway, I was sorted into Ravenclaw!! It was such a relief not to be in Hufflepuff never the less. Heheh

Day 5.

Sunday, 25 September 2011

Trust not what you see.

I have this near obsession towards Harry Potter and anyone who is dissing on HP, I get slightly irritated with my mind silently having their own conversation like "Wow, your capability of imagining things must be smaller than a bacteria for you not to enjoy this wonderful make-believe world which is highly unlikely to exist hence the escape from the reality we need and who doesn't want a bit of magic going around?" Mind you I am talking mostly about the books. I am quite thankful no one can hear what I think anyway because I can be very mean in my own head. It's quite.. what's the word.. heavenly? thankful? that my mouth does not work synchronously with my brain sometimes. If not it would be disastrous. I am not nice anyway when it comes to being a cynic. And most of the times I realize the mistake that I make only after the disaster strikes or after being reflective at the end of the day.

My bad since I know not every person need to like the same things. Obviously the world  will be very boring to live in. There will be no fan base or anything because everybody loves everything. There will be no profit or loss since everyone is going to the same movies or buying the same books which have the same story line and cover. There will be no pretty merchandises we get to buy. Imagine everyone wearing the same shirt and pants driving the same car eating the same food.

Similar to my disliking of Twilight books, the fans will most probably will try to choke me to death if I start dissing about their most favourite characters. Fans can get really scary sometimes. The same with one HP fan. He's an American yet he talked like a British. He wears different HP shirts everyday. His room is full with HP things. Seriously, how can you have your life being devoted to one character that is fictional at the same time throwing away your own identity?
If you resist reading what you disagree with, how will you ever acquire deeper insights into what you believe?  The things most worth reading are precisely those that challenge our convictions. - Author unknown
True enough. I only finished the first of Twilight series. It does challenge me in so many ways.

Day 4 the day I woke up early although it is Sunday. 

Saturday, 24 September 2011

pottermore u lie.

How do people survive without electric? Even the trivial things such as washing my clothes I still need the electric to keep the machine going. Keeping me entertained also I require my computer or my phone. I still have books so maybe the entertainment part I can still survive myself. Even my prayer times I depend mostly on my phone or again my computer because I don't know how to tell times or do the calculations by doing the traditional method  e.g observing the shadow and so forth. 

How do Amish people live without modern technology is still a wonder to me.. I must suck very much if I am being left alone in a jungle without the right things or people.

Day 3.

p/s: Where is my acceptance letter pottermore? it is almost october.

Friday, 23 September 2011

yawning till my tudung pin came off.

Day 2.

Well the electric finally came back. Thank god. We had our small usrah again after so many months of absence. We were all busy I guess with the exam, raya and all.

A doctor told us today he found his interest in Anesthesia during his internship while before that he wanted to be a pediatrician. Even he told us he knew like 75% of us if being asked will have keen interests in pediatrics. I found anesthesia is kinda interesting but seeing the books they are reading all the time in the OT.. made me think twice about it.

I also love OBG but if possible I would like to push the G away which is impossible. Gynaecology is never a pretty sight and occasionally the smell might get to you too.

But for the time being, I have to be content with the MBBS only..

Thursday, 22 September 2011


The thing about living here is like living not up to your expectation so that when you are getting something you are not used to you will be exceptionally grateful. Take for example.. it is very unusual to hear my local friends saying "please"  if they are borrowing one of my things and it is a bit awkward at the beginning since I am so used to hear "may I..".. or "can I....please". So when someone is being very courteous adding please at the end or May I or Can I at the beginning a sense of awe came up to me and hold me back momentarily.

I wanted to start a project of writing for 30 consecutive days since I am so jobless right now. See if I can keep it up tho.

Hence, Day 1.

Tuesday, 20 September 2011

oh wow what a life.

Salaam Alaik

I am in constant lazy mode nowadays. Waking up early in the morning is like pure torture and I am hoping it to be holiday.. every single morning without fail. Maybe that is the reason why not to sleep right after Subuh? Heh.

I have to admit the sight of this lake is pretty amazing on the evening.

Goodnight folks.

Friday, 9 September 2011

There were times..

Sometimes I regret myself for things that I should not have done. For what right do I have to condemn other people or God's own creation?  I am not perfect myself.

I snapped and not proud of it at all.

My being silence afterwards is only a mere reflection of regretting the deed I'd done.


I guess I am still a normal human being after all.

refleksiharijumaatsemuajangansibuk.rindufemli. gladtohavewhatsappinstalled. Hohe.

oh ain rossa is a family now. who knows the beruang next to my bed back in school is really a family now?