beginning O&G

just came back from the hospital. this is my 3rd day of Obstetrics and Gynaecology posting. a bit tired. but i'm not assigned to the labour room just yet. can't work on those ten deliveries yet. i still have one more to observe before i can conduct any delivery. for these two weeks, i'm assigned to the antenatal ward. it's where pregnant mommies go when there's any complication in their pregnancies or just before they go into labour. so all i do now is practice palpating the distended foetus-filled abdomens. but i still cannot appreciate the development of those babies.

gerrrrrammm sgt. tak pe. i have to be patient for the time being. i know i'll learn to master it in due time insyaAllah. we haven't even had a any briefing on the do's and don'ts of this posting yet coz the doctor incharge seems to be ever so busy. kene terjun je and do what we can. there's so much abbreviations. try guessing what ANC, BF (no, its not boyfriend), FM, ROM, PP, USOD, FKC stands for???

clueless?? try finding 'em in O&G books.

orait, i'll cut u guys some slack.

ANC : ante natal care
BF: breastfeeding
FM: fetal movement
ROM: rupture of membrane
PP: placenta previa
USOD: unsure of date
FKC: foetal kick chart

best gak ble dah tau. everyday i learn a new one. dulu when we went to visit anyone yg baru give birth, sape yg dah lepas O&G wud ask these new mommies macam2 and i nganga je lah kat situ tak faham pape. now tak faham gak but i'm learning.

kay, wish me all the best!

durable technology

Ya Allah, i am soo thankful that pen drives are durable and tahan lasak.

i was so upset yesterday for not being able to locate my pendrive. i looked everywhere i could think of. the thought of losing all the info stored in it was enuf to make me completely miserable. i really thot i'd never see it again.

only this morning, after washing and rinsing my trousers that i'd 'rendam'd overnight did i find it in one of the pockets. soaked overnight. my god, i was sure it was a gonner.

i've just checked it. it still works. alhamdulillah (33x).
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btw, the sky has been quite clear since yesterday. hopefully the flooded areas will be habitable again. Ya Allah, please help those whose lives are badly affected by the flood and bless those who are helping them.

er, ade prob sket.. bese la when someone who is technologically-challenged, plays around with things they hardly know, disaster strikes.

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of post-exams break, names and grudges

it's been 2 days since exams ended. i've been so lazy. lemme cerite what i've been doing post-exams. macam beku sikit the exam period. bukan best sgt pun. but i have to use much more neurons than these nonsensical entries.

we have only 5 days of after exams break. there was supposed to be a programme this weekend that my frens and i were to be involved in but due to the terrible weather, it was postponed. becoz, i'd already planned on going back for raya haji, going back now was out of the question.

so i'd cleaned my messy and dusty room, sorted out my notes and did the laundry. ah, the feeling of being in a nice, clean room is priceless. then, i had a wonderful prison break-marathon season 2 episode 9 to 13. i soo totally love michael's character. these seniors sume ade a whole collection of House MD. i had an awesome time watching those.

well, all play and no work makes jack a stupid boy (stupid ke? sth like that la). alang2 nak masuk posting Obstetrics and Gynaecology this tuesday, asma', syahadah and i went to the labour room. thought we'd observe some deliveries and familiarise ourselves with the wards. we got to observe 2 deliveries and 2 episiotomies. i helped out by making the milo for the mommies. owh, the babies were absolutely adorable. macam nak gigit2 je sume. i just might enjoy this O&G posting. hmm, 3 months of it. cool!
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what's the sweetest word to one's ear??? their NAME!

the slightest mistake in it's pronusciation would irritate that person and trigger him or her to spontaneously correct the error. even a minor spelling error cannot be tolerated.

while some people (no particular person in mind), cringe at the unthoughtfulness of those who forget to put the apostrophe at the beginning of their names, i on the other hand, cannot stand it when people add it to mine.

if they add it in front of the name, it makes a terrible sengau sound. when added at the rear, it's worse. the latter mistake occurs more commonly. hmm, i thot my 4-lettered name was easy enuf. i guess it's too unique that mistakes are highly likely, hehe.
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Forgiveness: A Gift to Ourselves

This is a story about a teacher who told each of her students to bring a clear plastic bag and a sack of potatoes to school. The teacher suggested to her pupils that for every person they had refused to forgive in their life's experience, they were to take a potato, and write on it the name and date, and put it in the plastic bag.

The teacher then told each of her students to carry this bag with them on their shoulders and on their backs everywhere they went for one week keeping the bag next to them at all times even beside their beds at night and by their desk throughout the school day, basically 24-hours a day.

Some of her students complained that the plastic bags were too heavy to lug around. The hassle of physically lugging these heavy plastic bags around with them made it clear to the students what their teacher was trying to convey to them about the value of friendship and forgiveness. The students realized what a weight they were carrying spiritually.

This is a great metaphor for the price we pay for keeping our pain and heavy negativity. Too often we think of forgiveness as a gift to the other person, but it clearly is for ourselves.

Remember what Allah (Subhanahu Wa Ta'ala) teaches us in Surah Al-A'raf [7:199-200]:

"Show forgiveness, enjoin what is good, and turn away from the ignorant (i.e. don't punish them). If a suggestion from Satan assails your mind, seek refuge with Allah; for He heareth and knoweth (all things)."

Of all the things we can give other people in life, forgiveness is one of those that require the most effort. This phrase seems to make the process of forgiving easier for me: "To bear a grudge against someone is like burning down your house to get rid of a rat."

Discouraging and spiteful words and actions from other people can only have the desired effect if you want them to. Give yourself the pleasure of a free spirit.

Forgiveness is something we "give other people", but forgiveness, really, is a gift to ourselves. When we wreak vengeance on people whom we think have done us an injustice, we invariably end up bitter and resentful.

Each day yields opportunities for us to let go of or hold on to grudges, although the severity of each situation may vary. Are you better off holding on to them, or letting go?

i took this from a fren's blog and realized how related it is to the current happenings here.
it also reminded me of a few potatoes i need to let go. i can clearly see how it has affected our dear miss anon. i sure don't want to want to go thru that. however, it's easier said than done. must work on shedding them inshaAllah.

the REAL me

how lovely it is to finish exams and be greeted by a 'loving and wonderful' comment by a person who truly knows the real me.

"LOL.its hard! because i already knew her from primary school and i know exactly who she is.you all just do not know how she treat her juniors! I was HER junior, and i knew her! you all just judging her from what you can see today, but i judge her from school days! and know what, she hardly smile to her juniors, only smile to her good friends-juniors.and others? she will jeling. well, i dont deserve her smile, i know that what you guys will say. haha. and this is what she deserves. dont u judge me with what you see today. you just dont know who the real she is."

anonymous | 12.19.06 - 8:04 pm |

to my dear mysterious junior who hates me so much, i'm sorry u still feel that way after all these years.

i can't even remember how i was back then in primary school which is about more than 10 years ago. the only thing i remember during those days were my dreaded plastic specs, the constant fights with the awlad and being the 'hated' female head prefect (but, i tak perasan pun i was hated then coz i guess i thot the world revolved around me. imagine my disappointment when i found out the truth. drat!) . Grr, why do u hav to make me remember those ugly specs.

u must have a fantastic memory. that wud certainly be useful for me especially since i need to remember all those symptoms and signs of common and rare diseases. (darn, it wud have helped a lot if i remembered to examine the flapping tremor and bounding pulse in the respiratory short case just now).

i have to agree dear, i rarely smile. i reserve them for special people in my life; people i respect and love and care for. i'm sorry i wasn't too friendly to u. i'm just not that eager to get to know everyone. my bad. besides, it's my second nature to frown (not jeling). whenever i think about anything, i'd use my corrigator supercilii muscles. betul ke spelling tu. i'll check it later.

i am truly sorry that i left such a deep mark in ur life by not smiling to u. if i did 'jeling' u , i'm sorry. i wonder how many other people were affected by me. i never knew i was capable of making such deep impressions on people that they can hold such strong grudges. wow, i shouldn't underestimate myself in future. (note to self: smile to everyone from now on. u just never know whose craving for ur smile)

er, dear miss anonymous (or are u married already? u never know nowadays coz sume orang dah or nak dekat kawen), ur request to be judged by how we see u today is kinda hard to do since we don't know who u r. we can only judge based on ur comments today.

to everyone else, please don't judge me from what u see today but how i was in my childhood days. yours truly then, is the real me.

keh keh keh. this statement does sound rather funny. it kinda tickles me funny bones.

p.s i had a lot of fun writing this entry. i'll write about my exams tomorrow.

owh btw, miss anonymous, if it really pains u to come here and read my silly writings, i wouldn't be offended in the least if u didn't come at all.

private no more

deep down, i knew that posting anything on the net was in no way PRIVATE. i thought that when only my close circle of family and friends responded to any of my postings, other people couldn't be bothered to read so i wrote about everything without holding back much info.

this blog does not boast of interesting narrations, cool pictures, or intellectually stimulating entries. it merely consists of my view of the world. my limited and secluded world. written in language so grammatically incorrect that some people might be offended at such misuse of words. i'm rather surprised anyone besides kakyung would want to even read more than one line without yawning.

when some people whom i wouldn't have even thought of told me that they read my blog, it surprised me and worried me a little that i wondered if there are others whom i do not know at all getting to know things so personal about me.

hmm, let's see.
the following are names of those whom are welcome here (edited list):

family members: kak yung, kak ngah, niebah and kak chik
family friends: nusayba, bushra
schoolmates: kak aliya, kak hana', amirah, zakri, zaid, naim j, 'umayr, maimunah
medic friends: sibah, ramzi, azza
karisma friends: wan maryam
uia friends: lead

er, if u'r not on the above list, do identify urself!
bukan tak welcome. wud like to know who's reading, that's all.

btw, do pray that i'm able to answer my written exams well this monday and clinical exam on wednesday.

mak n ayah in kuantan

my parents came to Kuantan yesterday and guess what mak brought with her... yep, those juicy ORANGES. tapi tak sempat devour lagi sebab had to finish azza's sackful of rambutans. the lekang ones yang tak berair... yummy.

if it wasn't for the kursus, jangan haraplah ayah nak datang. this is the 2nd time. the first being 2 years ago when they sent me to register here. puas, i pujuk rayu air mata darah pun they wouldn't come. but now datang juagak lah my parents to kuantan.

i couldnt stay long with them coz this is my revision week and i have a lot more to revise waaaaa. sempat dinner je with them. takpe they'll come see me when ayah habis kursus this friday.

being with them reminded me of my argumentative nature. i like arguing with azza and asma to the dismay of aishah and sibah. they hate it when azza or asma and i argue all the time. well, the three of us have a whale of a time but sometimes, very rarely it does get out of hand :P

back to my parents, mak and ayah gaduh about everything; which route to take, which restaurant to eat, who to visit, etc. u really don't wanna be in the middle of the argument. i just go like 'whatever', suke hat u guys la. as long as ur happy, i'm fine. but, they're my parents, and i take a lot after them. i hope i can find someone who can be patient with me and layan all my perangai tah pape.

orait, back to studies.

does my existence matter?

this heartsong was written by a kid who's passed away due to a congenital illness. he lived life to the fullest. mahal nak beli buku die so i amek gambar je.

some times i wonder whether anyone besides my family would care if i were to die and leave this world. (i know a few who'd be rejoicing)
would my absence be mourned upon?
would my presence be missed?
does my existence really matter?
have i done any good in this world?
have i actually helped anyone at all?
will i ever get married? [eh tersesat plak that question]
i wonder...

for now, i better go back to my study group :p

ORANGES...

i should put up pics of juicy oranges but Nawaz looks much, much more delicious.

what i love most about weddings are ... THE ORANGES. i'd just be disappointed if they didn't serve them.

yep, i absolutely adore those orange delights. especially the masam2 manis ones. even though after devouring a few slices, i'd have to be picking the fibres stuck between my teeth, i still love 'em. heh, the price one pays for indulgence.

i love all fruits and when served a plate full of 'em i'd be drooling like Nawaz... okay, that wud be gross if it actually happened, but seriously, i'd be all gooey eyed for those fruits and tempted to get more than one helping. i'd take a dozen if i wasn't considering the next person. darn, why do i have to be considerate.

the list of my favourite fruits:

1. Guava
2. Oranges
3. Watermelon
4. Fiji apples
   
5. Manggis
   
6. Rambutan
7. Durian
8. Manggoes
9. Cherry tomatoes
10. Bananas

my family esp mak doesn't understand my love for guavas but she buys them for me anyways :)

a weekend full of coughing and blowing me nose

it was my first time last friday. i DIDN'T sleep AT ALL that night, struggling to complete my case write up. in the beginning of this internal medicine posting, i'd already intended to finish my write up early, learning from the experience of the previous batch who struggled at the very last minute. but in the end, however much i didn't want to repeat the same circumstances, it still happened the same way. i have only myself to blame ( i wish i cud blame some1 else...darn).

the next morning i went to the kulliyyah and finished 2 more of my clerking notes (which could have been completed earlier). i also went to the bank to do some errands. at 3pm we had a class with Dr Shahrin and then at 4.15pm me and asma' had to quickly go to the bus station, heading for shah alam. the time spent on the bust was the only time i managed to rest. even then, the bus ride was not all smooth and my neck became stiff and my muscles all ached.

i guess my body disagreed with my lack of rest and began to wear out. my throat was already sore the day before but on friday my nose became runny and i had non-productive cough. the submental lymph node on my right, my usual indicator of a throat infection was inflamed. i had a mild fever and a terrible headache. my provisional diagnosis is upper respiratory tract infection due to viral infection.

my condition became worse over the weekends. i had to carry my supply of tissues everywhere. i pity my friends who had to be around me throughout my coughing and blowing my nose especially asma'. sian kakyung, nibah and nawaz too. hopefully they all have strong immune systems.

i couldn't revise at all. withy my throbbbing headache, feverish body, non-stop cough, and snot-full nose, plus the influence of antihistamines, cough syrup and paracetamol, i was only capable of reading a novel uhuk uhuk *grin*.

orait enough about my pathetic self-inflicted sickness which by the way has improved greatly this morning alhamdulillah. my erythematous and peeling nose remains due to the constant nose-blowing with tissues.

hmm.. on saturday, there were two weddings that my friends and i went to. we went to kak Huda's wedding in Puchong first. sesat2 initially but we arrived there jugak akhirnya. i slept all the way. when we arrived, the newlyweds were eating their makan beradab. their theme was gold. kak huda's in her final year. her husband's a final year gak.

then, we went to shah alam for kak safiya's wedding. she was our former naqibah. we absolutely couldn't miss her walimah. she's already graduated and her husnband is her former classmate. tak sempat bual lame pun with her. yeah, raja sehari lah kan.

on sunday, yeop, kak yung, nibah, nawaz and i went to Times Square jalan2.

sickness aside, it was an eventful and satisfying weekend.

kak huda and bro. najmee.
surrounding the couple, from left: asma', azzahra, kak jan, aishah, sibah, me, atiq

kak huda's stunning dress

Dr Safiya with Dr Kurnia
standing at the back: Dr Azlin and Dr Nurhani with baby Sarah

the same crowd plus kinah, zaiti and tim

kak yung and nawaz

p.s. how ironic that i'd prayed for health in my previous entry and then i fell sick. hmm, Allah tests us in many ways... and then, He gives us bounties in ways we could not even imagine. Subhanallah!

DEAR ‘WHOSOEVER’,

AT FIRST I WAS CURIOUS WHO U WERE AND THOUGHT THAT THE USAGE OF A PSEUDONYM WAS AN ACT OF COWARDICE. KUTUK2 ORANG AND THEN HIDE BEHIND A FICTITIOUS NAME. HMMM...

BUT NOW I REALIZE THAT I DON’T WANT TO FIND OUT IN CASE I MAY HATE U OR BEAR A GRUDGE FOREVER.

SO, PLEASE DEAR, FOR UR OWN SAKE AND MINE, DO REMAIN ANONYMOUS.

AND IF EVER WE DO MEET IN PERSON, DO NOT REMIND ME OF IT FOR I AM CAPABLE OF HATING PEOPLE TOO.

EVERYONE IS ENTITLED TO THEIR OWN OPINION DARLING.

HAVE A NICE DAY!

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Hmmm... to Kak yung, niebah, kak aliya and ramzi. thanx.

this isn't the 1st and i know i won't be the last. might as well accept it as part and parcel of life rite. i guess if i wasn't active, some other people will say awla dah berubah..

hmm, at the end of the day, i have to choose whose opinion i care more for.

cough cough

everywhere i turn, some one is coughing. why am i hyper aware. coz i'm coughing too and i fear that they may have gotten it from me or it might have been the other way round.

Ya Allah, please give strength and courage to my friend Asma' who has lost her brother to non-Hodgkin lymphoma last month. And to Farhah too who's mother is very sick.

Ya Allah, thank you for my health and the health of my family members. Please take care of them . I don't think i can live without any of them. even Hammad. And for all the bounties u have bestowed upon us.

A reflection of myself

someone from my school, SMI Hidayah JB, wrote the following:

never change la you ni.dr skola sampai skrg no change at all.i igt psl dulu2 kan,u ketua pengawas, n u jeling2 budak2 yg pakai tdg 3 segi (big deal!!), konon tak thiqah la sgt kan. but look at urself, u end up with that kind of tudung.

u r so arrogant to admit ur weaknesses.

one more, i dah lame nak ckp ni.tapi br terjumpa blog u.dulu u igt x u bg tazkirah ms qiam, u kutuk giler sape yg bebaik dgn lelaki.n u now?i have a cousin there, satu batch dgn u, n to let u know, my cousin is a HE.lotsa stories i got frm him about you.

it's not really a prob to pandang org smcm as if u perfect, kalau u mmg perfect.but what i saw, u know.some of you (the prefects and head-prefect) are all hypocritos!

damn u!

b yourself!

now i;ve got the answer, y there were so many stdnts hated you.

i hope, no one will hate u for being once again a leader there.sigh.
whosoever | 12.07.06 - 3:20 am | #



This is my reply to 'whosoever':

i think the best person to judge whether i have changed or not would be my family and friends (i'm wondering whether U fit in any of those categories)

yes, i admit i was way too strict at school, but then again that was because of the enviroment at that time. that was the only exposure i had. the tarbiyah world. so i based my every thoughts on that only. besides, it was my job as head prefect to ensure that school rules were followed. i had to do it to the best of my ability though at the expense of being hated by others. u think i liked it? there were many times that i cried my heart out to my dad and sister. but it was an amanah. i could not just quit.

after leaving school and venturing into the matriculation world and university, i learnt that i must be more open-minded and not take everything at their surface value. i began to be less judgemental. my opinions then are NOT the same as my opinion now. but i pray that my principles have not changed.

hmm, to care about being hated again for doing my job, i think is way lame. Allah will not ask me how many ppl don't like me. he'll ask whether i have i done my work as best as i can. and that's what i intend to do.

if u thought that my writing about my society work was in any way a form of bragging that i'm a ketua this or ketua that, think again. i never wanted them in the first place. other ppl are better candidates but i got stuck with them coz no one else wants to take it up. i just pray that i don't mess things up too badly.

about the tudung, i must admit that i used to think that tudung labuh was the only 'good' option. now, i realize i was wrong. i know now that as long as i adhere to the islamic requirements of dress code, insyaAllah Allah will be redha with me regardless of my the length of my tudung. even tudung tiga segi labuh yg pakai mcm butterfly was deemed tabarruj by me. yeah, i was extreme. but that my friend was the current thinking at that time.

seriously sister, i am my worst critic. i do not claim to be perfect. far from it. i have many weaknesses and lack in many areas. i try my best to be a good muslim. sometimes i am wrong and i hope those around me will correct me.

send my regards to ur cousin. i hardly know the guys in my batch except for a few who have helped me out on numerous occasions. i daresay i am close to any of them. though there are a few i wouldnt hesitate to call in case i need their help. but i can hardly say that i'm 'buddy2'with them or anything. hmm, what about other guys? maybe i send the ones whom i respect and workj with raya messages or something like that. if u think that my friendship with them has gone beyond the boundaries of shariah, pray, do tell me and advise me. i am prone to mistakes and errors.

i thank you for highlighting my mistakes and erronous ways. insyaAllah i shall try to improve. may Allah bless u for doing ur duty of advising me.
Jazakillahukhairan kathira.

more ramblings on this campus and my posting

5th Dec ’06, 9.27 pm

I’m supposed to be working on my 10 clerking notes and case write-up that I have to submit this Friday. But I’ll spend some of these precious minutes to babble some useful nonsense.

Whosever hates my 'campurization' might as well stop reading here because i don’t really care.

I guess the coming of the sciences students to kuantan do have much benefits.

a. The near-double increase in the population here may push the Gombak admin to focus more on our welfare here. (huh, to think that some parents looked down on this
campus. Derang ingat kuantan ni ulu mane tah. Ces!)

b. Hmm, the opening of the new cafe at the new mahallat is a refreshing change from the non-variety old cafe yang mengada-ngada demand their rights but don’t deliver much.

c. They’ve added 2 more buses (eventhough skrg sewa bas skolah je dulu satu) besides the 2 long buses and 1 minibus we already have which are constantly booked and always breaking down in the most inconvenient of places. Well, derang punye kuliah is a 30-minute walk away and for those with no transport that would cause much difficulty.

d. Oh, and there’s more foreigners here too. Yay! But ramai Africans. Darn, nape takde handsome Palestinians :P Haha, like ayah will approve anyway. But one can dream, right :)

e. I hope the old bros blocks E & F which were not inhabited due to the termites will be ready in one months time for the accomodation of the Triple I programme participants. Senang my keje nanti. If cannot, susah la.

f. Gombak admin ni, derang nak increase population kuantan tapi tanak increase staff. Ade ke patut sorang je yang keje kat mahallat ofis. Pastu kene handle the registration of 600 students. If we students didn’t ‘volunteer’, i think it would have been more kelam kabut.


Hmm, some thoughts related to my posting;

When i was in the surgical posting, my previous and first ever posting, i was all ‘semangat’ to dakwah to people and to remind them of prayers. Majority of those hospitalized think they are given, as kakchik would say, ABC (Allah Bagi Cuti). They don’t pray because of the branulas on their hand or becoz takde telekung. Apelah, that’s what rukhsahs are for. Lagi sakit, lagi la kene doa.

I was soo semangat to read up on solat ketika sakit and all so that my explanations would be credible and accepted by the patients. And now, in the medical ward, i’ve never even once asked a patient whether they prayed or not. All i do is clerk the patient’s history, examine them and go on to the next patient or find any procedure which we’re required to do to fill up our log books. I don’t even ask about they’re faith. All i’m concerned about is their chief complaint and history of presenting illness. And then to examine patients with good findings (good for us that is, not the patients certainly).

If i’m like this now, how will i turn out later??? Astaghfirullahal’azim. Ya Allah please guide me.

Argh, my internal medicine end of posting exam is in one weeks time and there’s soooo much to read. Why do i always menyesal last minute sebab byk tak study?

There are 2 weddings this weekend that i have to attend to on the same day. Both are of seniors i’m close to so i definitely cannot miss those. Congrats to Kak Safiya and kak huda. May Allah bless both couples and guide them in their new phases of life.

Owh, and i get to see Kakyung’s munchkin a.k.a Nawaz this weekend.

the science students' arrival in kuantan

Alhamdulillah, yesterday and the day before, most of the Kulliyyah of Science (KOS) students from Gombak have registered here at the Kuantan campus.

My friends and i 'volunteered' to help out with the registration (14 friends agreed to help out after much persuasion. may Allah reward their generosity and kindness).

our task was basically to usher (read: point/show) the new students to the buildings in which their rooms were located in. we were vehemently advised against any helping out with the carrying of bags or luggage.

there's so many things that i want to say.

pre-registration:

• kesian KOS students sbb kene pindah kuantan. from the all-sufficient gombak campus to the ill-equipped and still growing kuantan campus. mebe, i'll comment on that later.
• kesian original kuantan students coz a lot of major changes have and will occur due to this
• the mahallat didn't even think of the need for usherers on the regis day itself. only when i asked the principal did he garu2 kepala and thought 'ye tak ye juga'. but the thing is, besides med stdts, everyone else tengah cuti. so, med stdts la kene help out. alhamdulillah rahimah 1st year agreed to help out on friday. and she mobilised the 1st years to help. but they couldn't help out on saturday since they had a family day. so 3rd years (my batch) were the only ones available since 5th years have end of posting exams this monday and 4th years wouldn't help out. or maybe i didn't ask the correct person to find people.
• why do 'I' have to bother with all this. well, i'm the only member of the Student Representative Council (SRC) currently not on holiday and available in Kuantan. so everyone's asking me about the update and all.

on regis day;

• huh, penat gile. was a slow morning. petang, baru ramai dtg regis. tu pun not all. rame gak yg dtg harini. sian the regis is closed but what to do, rules are rules.
• had encountered a Dato'. he was so arrogant. huh, menyampah. will make sure i identify his daughter to avoid contact at all. but, mebe, his daughter aint as bad. i reserve judgement.
• sian the foreigners yg dtg dgn bas. they had to carry their bags soo far that we broke our 'no angkat bags' rule
• there was supposed to be two shifts, and i was in the morning one, but i did both coz any problems wud be on my head so better just help out.

i was so tired yesterday. still am.

hmm, more later.