Perception

Don’t judge a book by its cover!!! I bet you’ve all heard this one too many times but unfortunately none of us tend to apply it. First impressions play a huge role when it comes to making friends. Well I have done a bit of research and based on my first impression I found out that I can come across as a bit arrogant, gedik, bitchy, friendly, happy go lucky or gatal. Well it all depends on the mood you catch me in. Hahaha so much for the personality size-o-meter.

Why must we all have this sort of feeling towards other people, I myself must admit that I do size people up based on first impressions. Yes I admit I am guilty. Its really unfair though coming to think of it. People who are introverts can sometimes come across as boring while people who are extroverts come across as boastful or annoying.

Is it really necessary for us to put on a mask every time we met people? Well so far I would say, I can be the sweetest person in the world if I decide to put on a thick fat mask up front,but what for? Is there the need for me to impress other people? My answer is NO . There are certain exceptions to this rule, one of them would be:

1. If your going for an interview
2. If your true colours are going to get you into deep shit with your superiors
3. If your university’s name is at stake ( this is my favorite, made popular by the professors)
4. If your infront of your parents friends and bosses

Well for me these are times I put on my best face forward.

Other than that, what you see is what you get. I don’t care what people think of me because I know they will be surprised when they get to know me better. I have had friends who confessed that I am so not the person they thought I was. Hahaha we must all learn to expand our mind. Therefore I try to always suspend judgment until I get to know someone better. If we all practiced this maybe the world will be a better place.

Road Trip - Highlights

Day One
Upon arrival we all went straight for the beach after much deliberation on what to do.


Speed reading session no1 – we all sat in a line while exercising our ocular muscles. As usuall I was not very comfortable with the sand getting into my phants and eventually up my ass. After that we engaged in a short jog across the beach, which was hardly 100m… hahahaha…. Well no trip to the beach is complete without a picnic after dipping our feet in the water. Prof suddenly decided to explain the physics of rockets to us and four of the smallest had to carry the heavy ones.. hahahaha… it was iffah and sha initially but in the end I was the first heavy one to be successfully carried. But we had to create some air disturbance (like some weird hand movement) above the head of the one we wanted to carry and surprisingly it really worked..

There was only 1 highlight during dinner.

Prof: Where is the ‘gearbox’ in human anatomy?

Naji: Prof it is the genitals if im not mistaken.. (so naji)

Ma: Eh…It’s the KNEE la !!!

Surprise PROF !!!!!

We woke prof up at 12.30 that night.. well technically naji woke him up to ask for help with abel’s non existant asthma attack. Happy Birthday Prof .. We had a small surprise for him.. we all ended up playing two rounds of catch the plastic fishies (congrats to Ma, u were patient enough to actually finish) !!!

I fell asleep really easy that night and I only awoke a few times to the scratching of naji (ezyema queen) and abels’s asthma lungs.. I am really glad I did not catch anything from sleeping in between those two.. oh ya Naji and I have so much in common we literally are wearing each others clothes.. panties to be exact…

Day 2
Prof cooked breakfast… well sha and nad did all the stirring.. hahaha but none the less it was ‘hot’…

Speed reading session 2,3 and I realized that I was a complete spaz.. I kept on thinking to myself ‘ gosh kim your reading speed is worse than a monkey and u have the memory of a freaking goldfish’

Lunch was prepared by us… sha had a recipe for chicken rice.. later that night we went for jalan jalan at this street called… err cant really remember… jelang street ?? hahaha… sorry guys for being late, I was caught up with sha and my lesbo thingy with the rice in a bottle thing.. hehe…

BBQ that night was fun. Our seniors joined us. I was not very keen to sit on the sand again coz this time I had very little cloth… u get the point.. hahahaha

M13 ends here…. =(

Day 3
Time to go home…. we stopped by our senior’s residence to have a look of what we might be in for.. frankly speaking.. I am happy if I were to stay in a freaking hotel for our clinical posting..

We then headed on to Bayu Beach in PD where we were joined by chia…. We had satay. Of course we ordered ‘arnab’ since we missed the boat with ZEB (oh how we miss u but hell yeah u would have been tasty.. hahaha).. back to KL




Summary
I was really ‘bahanable’ this trip. Blur
Ma needs a boob reduction.. hehe no offence
Naji pls return my panties
Abel will not leave home without salbutamol
Sha and I are lesbo’s
Nad can be lifted using 1 finger… hahahaha
Iffah did not jump on time…
Prof posing gile….
Mak Cik is just utterly adorable

Kenj.. Cang Cang Cang Cang

Happy Birthday..!..!..!..!...!... 17/06/87

Nyet nyet.... another year goes by and u get older by the second... well atleast you are growing older... with age comes hair loss... hahahaha not like u need anymore....

I am so sorry i did not sms u on your birthday.. i was busy saving the world...anyway... all the better as i get to write a post about you...

Happy Burp Day to You
Happy Burp Day to You
You were born in the zoo
patutla u monyet.. hehe

You know we all LURVE you....

Learning To Let Go... emo content... read at own expense

There are many things we have to learn in this lifetime. One of the most painful things to do is to love and then learn to let go. I have had my share of romance with this one person for the past two years and I must say that I am seriously lost with my decision. How is it possible for me to forget the happy times together? Our silly little moments that just leaves us choking with laughter. Coming to think of it our relationship was more on the physical side, which led to all the emotional turmoil because we were not on the same wavelength. Into the relationship I realized that I have become so dependant on him. He practically does everything for me from cleaning my room, taking out the trash to completing my sctl all because I have such a lazy ass. I would have had him do my exercise for me if the law of nature permits it. Well it took me a while to realize that I love him but at the same time I was using him.
I have always looked at myself as a person who would rebel at the slightest attempt of control. Unfortunately I was wrong, I do like the other side to be slightly possessive, but the permission to be possessive has to come with a price. My ideal guy would be someone I can accept without feeling the need to change him and of course he would be someone I look up to in awe. My other half should know how to react in situations when I’m caught in the mud and take care of me. I do not want to be the dominating one in any relationship; I am a girl for god sake.
There are times when people tell me that I am so lucky to have found someone like him.. sigh sometimes I wish we’ve never met and yet at sometimes I feel like I cant go on living without him. I know it sounds really funny coming from a person like me, most people see me as a happy go lucky/crazy person with no worries I cant handle. I like being able to control things to a certain extent, like they way I control my grades, the actual reason why I keep an above average grade is that I feel like I have so many flaws and the only thing that could cover up for them are my grades. I mean if you’re screwed with your personal life better not let it reflect on your grades. As I said I like to have a certain amount of control with my life, this doesn’t apply when I am with him. When I’m with him I have no control over myself, I do things that I cant understand. Well u can say that he brings out the real me but I think I want to save such things for marriage, I mean it’s really weird having the term ‘bf/gf’ when u practically feel like your married.
We have been so serious with each other that he has told me he is willing to spend his life with me. Wow.. I am flattered but I seriously think I lack the maturity to venture into that thought. I am also not prepared to meet his parents, as I know I will never live up to their expectations, not now at least. Religion is not a barrier as far as I am concerned, however I have not mentally prepared myself to accept the fact I have to give up my rights for him, not at this age, later on in life then I don’t mind. Maybe I am not prepared for all of this because he cannot assure me that my life wont go down hill if I stuck with him long enough. U can say I am kinda kiasi. But that’s the way I am since a single parent brought me up and I love and admire her to bits but I don’t want to end up like her.
Sigh.. its really hard letting go. My heart still smiles when he calls and I’m really finding it hard to not have someone I can ‘manja’ with. I have related this problem to only one friend and he says he believe that everything happens for a reason, if its meant to happen it will. My conscience and brain is telling me that my decision to leave is right but my heart is still kind of sad but I think the right decision was made because both of us need to have more experience to know what we want in life. I think I can really do with some company of good friends to keep my mind off this matter.

Court Case Blues

   We are SPAZTIC !!! at times

Here i am sitting with my bro providing free labour ( this includes typing affidavits, file ling , sorting, balancing accounts, and running around for whatever task.. oh ya and being driver too) for my mom's upcoming court case.. its like 2.30 in the morning and yet im still file ling. The only things in my head now would be debit nots, credit notes, set off statements, contra statements, margin accounts.. cotton balls i hope my dog doesnt pee on the stack of files i left on the ground

I think my family has some defective gene or something. When we are stressed (not till blow your head off point) we start to giggle at ourselves. This reaction is further catalysed when the three of us are together.

The beginning of an END

Gosh, it has been really hard to swallow the whole experience of my first year in med sch. Well most of the people i come across would raise an eyebrow when i disclose my 'studying to be a doctor someday' status. I mean if u knew me well enough u could detect the slightly brainy side oozing out somewhere from my general retardedness. I.e. (picked up from a ex momma) im not the typical book worm..

Well my first post is going to be dedicated to my wonderful 'insane' housemates. It was actually by pure luck that we all  got chosen to reside in the same house. If the authority were to know how noisy we could get, im sure that we would have been booted into different houses from the start.

A lil intro before i start handing out the awards. First of all, all of us are different and there are those who are just way to different than the rest of us.

And the AWARDS are:

Most likely to be caught talking to a wall or underwear or a certain body part and actually get a sound reply:

Ms Najihah Hawari

Most likely to be caught eating behind my back:

Ms Nur Shahadah

Most likely to hit people for no apparent reason, just because they were wearing certain colours that day:

Ms Nabila Jijan

Most likely to pull ur towel:

Ms Hasrina

Most likely to talk too fast

Ms Ma Fatimami

Most sane - literally

Ms Iffah

Most organised

Ms Nadrah

Now it gets interesting

Flashers of certain body parts

Najihah, Nadrah, Hasrina, Ma Fatima, Sha

Will show her staph aureus infections in weird areas

Najihah

Thinking were hot but actually its just an illusion

Sha, and okay i think im guilty of this too

Torture baby Zeb - May his soul rest in peace

Abel =)... im not taking responsibility... hahaha

Want to Sembelih Zeb- May his soul rest in peace

Everyone in the house with the exception of Sha.. aha.. Lame....

Cook edible food

Sha (tauke sandwich), ma, abel (heating up spaghetti sauce), naji (heating up things in my microwave)

Well i think thats probably it i suppose... This post is in memory of ZEB!!!!... oh how sad we couldnt make slippers out of u in time... hahahaha... he will be dearly missed...