Just cause I’m feeling pretty mellow. Corinne Bailey Rae is amazing.
Because L is for the way you look at me.
There’s just so much love in the air, I couldn’t resist.
My babe Munie got married yesterday and I am super happy for her! To have found a person you’re confident enough to live a lifetime with, that’s really something. To Munie, sorry we couldn’t give you the kickass hen night you deserve due to some unforeseen circumstances that took place. But those times we spent prior to the wedding were priceless and I sure hope you can be there when I find my happy ending too. 
Oh did I mention that I love the wedding? She looked super radiant and so pretty like I’ve never seen her! Munie’s dress was to-die-for and the hantarans pun cantik gila. Us bridesmaids got to dress up in pink too!
But in general, I just loveeee weddings. OK fine, it’s a bit unhealthy for a single gal like me who’s supposed to be all bitter and whatnot with girlfriends getting married left, right and center. But it celebrates love and all things corny so what’s not to like kan? Haha. Silly.
I am honest to God happy that my girlfriends have found love, and in time, I too, hope that I will find a person who will complement me and love me for the things that I am. Yes, the weeper, the hopeless romantic and the kiasu me. All of it.
Ahhhh all these talk is so overwhelming weh.
Congratulations again to Munie and Matde! Quoting a wise friend, marriage is a gamble anyways so just suck it up and make the best out of it!
P/S : Wedding present later ok. Pitih takdok.
Belasungkawa.
While I’ve been busying myself with all things worldly and insignificant, a dear friend went through the hardest thing a person could ever go through.
She lost her dad to the C word.
I was taken aback when I first received her text. Uncle was supposed to be fine albeit already having some complications of the disease and I was all geared up to visit him next week. God clearly had better plans when He decided to pull the plug much earlier than his doctors had predicted.
I can’t even begin to imagine what my dear friend is going through during this hard, difficult time. Being the master weeper that I am, I had tears trickling down when I broke the news to our mutual comrades. Tears are even swelling up as I write this, but I know it can never compare to the heartache that she must be experiencing right now.
Uncle as I remember was an overall nice guy. A competent professional with a towering personality and I dare say, the most humble, down-to-earth person I’ve ever met in my life. He led a simple life, always putting others first before his own needs, be it his family or his patients. I’ve heard stories after stories on how he struggled during his earlier years of conversion to Islam, of how he excelled through medical school with very limited funds and ultimately his journey to become the high-flying, great person that he was throughout his lifetime.
Probably my most favourite story of him was of a certain “Buku 555″. During his times of financial hardship years back, he took the effort to write down the names of everyone he ever borrowed money from as well as the amount of debt in that little book. He was determined to pay everyone back once he started earning his own salary. And true to his words, he paid in full to each and everyone that he was indebted to, even if it was just a few Ringgit. Him and his saintly ways are living proof that good, kind Samaritans still exist in this cold hard World.
It was a known fact among our colleagues that my dear friend had always talked so fondly of her Papa. Papa this, Papa that. Yes, I think most of us might have envied her at some point for having such a wonderful person around as a dad. He was truly an inspiration, and he will be dearly missed by all of us. As for me, I will always have that image of him giving her (rather heavy) baby brother a piggyback ride up the stairs during our stay at her place 2 years ago. Good times, those were.
So my dear friend, grief all you want and come back stronger than ever. The upcoming few months will be tough, and not having Papa around will make things a notch harder than it already is.
But we are here for you.
I am here for you.
I will do whatever it takes to make sure we win this rat race together, and you shall make Papa proud of the woman that you are and you will be. Allah works in mysterious ways, so let us all pray that there will be a silver lining to this big dark cloud.
I love you.
Tribute for Allahyarham Dr. Mohd Arif Kor Abdullah. 1961 -2009.
Definitely, maybe.
When in doubt, watch Definitely, Maybe (for the umpteenth time) and cry/laugh/smile like you’ve never seen it before.
Works for me, every time.
20/20.
Raya Sunday Secret
One day, I might just do that too.
Don’t get me wrong. I am beyond grateful to NOT have refractive error, but I’ve always wanted to know what it feels like to have glasses on. Heh.
As of now.
Salam.
I’ve totally abandoned this space for the past couple of weeks! Hehe. But I regularly tweet my random thoughts as evident by the Twitter widget (lihat kanan), so check that out if y’all wanna know what I’ve been up to (gaya macam laa ada orang yang kisah, ceh). Awesome invention, Twitter is.
So final year of medical school had been a smooth ride so far. I’ve just completed 8 weeks of internal medicine and loved every minute of it! Patient load for teaching was more than adequate in HKL and our medical lecturers were SUPER nice and helpful towards us student doctors. Oh yes, we now call ourselves student doctors/doctors in-training/doktor pelatih as opposed to the usual “medical student” title. The responsibility that comes with the word “doctor” somewhat drives us to perform better because after all, we’re about to become doctors in like, 8 months’ time?
Shit. Time really does fly.
-_-
Anyhoots, I’m now back in the nuthouse for 2 weeks and after that it’ll be general surgery for a week and then it’s time for Raya holidays! YEAY! Syawal this year is extra special because 2 of my closest girlfriends, Wanny and Wawa are getting engaged and on top of that, my dear sister’s getting married! There’s also a trip down south with STF girlfriends for Wajihan’s wedding and a possible Singapore trip afterwards. Woohoooo. Can’t wait!
Apa lagi eh.
Ahh yes, Arsenal has had quite a brilliant start this season eh? Vermaelen, who is our only new signing looked pretty solid at the back so far. I feel that we’re still pretty sloppy in midfield though and our strikers have yet to make an impact. The 2-1 defeat to United last week was harsh too (I fully blame Diaby and Almunia for it) but hey, it doesn’t make or break our season. Hopefully we’ll become a better team this year and let’s bag home some silverwares to add to the trophy cabinet. COME ON YOU GOONERS I BELIEVE IN YOU.
Anyway, I’m generally contented with what I have and where I am right now. Life’s been pretty much same old same old, but I’m actually fine with that. There will be more challenges ahead and many things to look forward to in the coming months, so hopefully all will be well. Insya-Allah.
Have a blessed Ramadhan everyone.
Cheers.
Hari Tua.
Well I turned 23 on 23rd July.
Had a good one, thanks to dear Damai roommates (for the midnight cake and contemplating whether I was in my usual pekak mode or not cos my iPod was on hehe), the usual Uni besties (now you guys know how pemalu I am! oh yes behind my confident exterior there is a gadis Melayu ayu pemalu hiding inside, so next year please don’t make me give a speech or sing or whatnot unless I’m stoned thank you), lunch treat from studymates and the usual birthday texts and FB messages from friends.
Thanks everyone! Much loveeee. ♥
I’ve never really done a birthday wish list before cos I know that the only person able to grant me those wishes is myself (with the help of parental and JPA funds of course), but WHAT THE HELL IT’S MY BIRTHDAY. Manalah tau kot-kot ada orang nak sponsor kan haha i wish. So here goes :
- Old Arsenal jerseys. Particularly this (97/98 away shirt) and this (the redcurrant shirt from 05/06 commemorating last season at Highbury).
This 97/98 shirt particularly reminds me of my earlier days of watching football. I still have that vivid image of Overmars riding the flanks, assisting and scoring goal after goal in that very jersey. Sweeeeet. Oh and the latter redcurrent jersey is just too classy, kan?
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These Arsenal retro shirts. I’ll settle for Pires’ Magnifique or Overmars’ The Flying Dutchman.
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A new handphone.
I’ve been using the same phone for the past 5 years and I think it’s about time I get a new phone. My trusted Nokia 6610 still works out fine though (except the fact that I have to use a sharp object to turn it on wtf), it’s just a case of mengada-ngada nak handphone canggih. A decent phone with a camera and one that I could go online with would do. Currently eyeing the BlackBerry Javelin 8900.
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A new pair of Nike running shoes and a Nike+ iPod Sports Kit. Oh FYI I’ve ditched my sedentary lifestyle by running at the nearby Titiwangsa Park at least 3 times a week. Feels good,
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KL-Tawau return ticket in June 2010, complete with funds for an open water diving course in Seaventures.
- Funds for a 12000ft tandem skydive in Taupo, NZ.
Hmmh that’s all I could think of right now. It’s worrying how I don’t have any urge to buy girly clothes or shoes, though. But usually those buys are impulsive, so there’s no need to put em in a wishlist laa kan. Tee heee..
Here’s crossing my fingers hoping that I will find a way to make all of the above possible by the end of this year.
Ka-ching!
Pothead.
I am a Potter addict. And I’m not ashamed to admit it.
Have read all 7 books at least twice, each. Watched all movies on the first day of screening (with the exception of movie 1, 2 and 3 because I was in boarding school back then).
So I just have to write this because there have been an appalling number of bad reviews of Half Blood Prince from my friends, as evident by their Facebook statuses. Which is worrisome cause I happen to think that HP6 is just WICKED!
Everyone’s been saying, “Boringnyaaa, slow sangat sampai aku tertidur” and “Oh it didn’t meet my expectations.“
What was your expectation anyway?
For God’s sake, the book has 608 pages and it’s just not possible to put everything in yo. I simply think that previous HP movies tried so hard to cramp the stories that they had lost some depth in reproducing the magic on screen. IMHO, this time they managed to execute it smartly without leaving out crucial details of the book. It’s just a shame that the HP6 somehow lacks a climax and may be a bit draggy especially during it’s flashback scenes.
With that being said though, I definitely wasn’t looking forward to a fast-paced movie with loads of shimmery wizarding action when I know all along that someone important is about to die. The dark and somewhat somber mood it portrayed was just perfect in the build-up to Dumbledore’s death. Show some respect, people. It’s friggin DUMBLEDORE!
Pic from here.
Ron’s Quidditch scenes were definitely my highlight of the film, especially after he was ‘given’ the Felix Felicis. His smug expression while brilliantly performing his Keeper duties was just priceless.. LOL. Rupert Grint seriously has all the makings of a great comic, no doubt about that.
There was a lot of snogging involved in HP6, but I was actually OK with all that. Kasi can laa. I totally didn’t get Ginny-Harry moments though (zero chemistry there), and I wish Ron had snogged Her-my-owh-ninny already cos Lavender is just wayyy too gedik.
Oh and how do you feel about Dumbledore’s death scene? I remember having tears in my eyes while reading the part some few years back and as expected, I weeped upon seing it visually. Sigh. I’m just sentimental like that. Wish they had put in the funeral part too for a more dramatic effect.
Hands down, it’s one of the better HP movies ever made. So go watch Potter if you haven’t already. And please don’t read the book prior to the movie cos you’ll be obsessing about the minute details they missed!
Sekian, a totally biased review from your friendly neighbourhood Muggle.
Men Vs. Wild
It’s a frightening start, but Will’s taking it, like a man.
MOMMY!!
ROTFLMAO.
I heart Will Ferrell (and Bear Grylls too!).
Urbanscapes 2009.
HOPE is a lie we tell to keep us going.
Tru dat.
It was one of the many quotes I found in Box of Ideas, which I discovered during the recent Urbanscapes’09 in KLPAC. It is a project inspired by a group of Malaysians that collect ideas from random everyday people to be packaged in a cigarette box. So instead of getting 20 cancer sticks, you get as many as 100 ideas from contributing parties. Cool eh?
Anyhoots, my Urbanscapes experience was nothing short of fun. Spent the earlier hours in the Cinescapes Stage watching Gadoh, a brave film that peeks into the underlying racial tension in our beloved Bolehland. The ever-present Malay-Chinese conflict was the main subject of the film, and with racism being a topic that is close to my heart, I loved it! It was witty and honest, and sometimes even painful to watch for the truth it rawly presented. There were funny bits and the acting wasn’t all that bad so yeah, it was worth watching.
Not going to spill much here, but I am definitely going to get my colleagues to watch the movie (I bought the DVD). Check out the trailer:
Wish I could’ve stayed longer to watch more short films though. There were just too much going on in KLPAC, making it impossible to just stay in the cinema and watch (good) movies all day long.
Besides Gadoh, I had the opportunity to watch a few acts perform in The Lawn Stage and The Box areas. Was looking forward to watch Rendra Zawawi and Khottal perform but tak sempat. The ones I managed to watch were Zalila Lee (she’s a gem!), The Sofa Sessions (hillarious duo with a song made about circumcision. LOL), Pop Shuvit (did a tribute to MJ), and Yuna (she gave me goosebumps during Rocket).
There were also many interesting street performances, ranging from theatre groups doing funny skits, stand-up comedies to percussion groups playing drums and whatnot. I especially liked Tugu Drum Circle, whereby they randomly rounded up passers by to play the instruments and put together a performance. The atmosphere was just so festive!
Had Palate Palette’s famous lamb hotdog for lunch, and browsed through the photography exhibition and all those artsy scraps on display. The usual flea market was tempting too, but I was way too broke to buy anything it ain’t funny yo. Blergh.
In short, Urbanscapes 2009 was AWESOME! Good thing I didn’t feel out of place as I see a lot of people around my age there..tee hee. I remember attending a youth festival in PWTC earlier this year and felt like an old hag upon seing pretentious artsy fartsies and high school-goers going crazy over dresses in flea markets. Sigh.
I came home feeling proud that we Malaysians actually have this pool of creative talents, coming together and putting up a great show. Malaysia Boleh woot! Also felt somewhat jealous la cos I don’t have a single artsy bone in my body WTH. Kudos to the organisers and all participants for the brilliant effort. Can’t wait for next year!
