tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-81625333148045617752011-12-04T09:20:55.617ZSyasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.comBlogger931100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-76320731557458712232011-09-07T23:05:00.003+01:002011-09-07T23:18:50.403+01:00

Sometimes, I just need someone to tell me how much they believe in me. I am certainly not a perfect person. I have my ups and downs in my life. There are some moments in my life that I doubt myself. It is when things are tough and I start to have this delusional thinking of "I am not good enough." It is difficult to dispel even with the strongest evidence. At this miserable moment, I would

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Today is not a very good day.... I woke up to an empty house but with the lingering smell of a dear friend who has left for good. not feeling the usual motivation to school. on ward rounds but it's really difficult to concentrate. made a few  many slip ups. I think the FY1 has a negative notion of me today. tried to rectify things but I guess it was too late as I was quite ignored for the rest of

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And it felt like I am being left out. A phrase reminded me to not regret what you do not have but cherish what you have. On that positive note,All the best to all my friends who graduated, just graduated or going to graduate this British summer. Though I envy the end of your student career, I wish that all of you will lead a good life ahead. To the those who are still living the student life (

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-70648191618117963172011-03-11T08:00:00.000Z2011-03-11T08:00:06.758Z

Again, this is very important to emphasis. Be assertive for your own teaching and remind doctors if they promise to teach. Because eventually, it is you who is going to make the final decision in the near future. It is pretty near, that I can assure you.

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Find or make friends with the right people Some students love to work alone.  I was one of them. Until I found out that it does not work anymore.  Have at least a friend whom you can practice with and get good feedback from. This is easier said than done. But worse come to worse, muster up courage to approach the FYs (junior doctors) and ask them to listen to your presentation or physical

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-1022394350601322412011-02-25T08:00:00.001Z2011-02-25T08:00:17.571Z

We are the most menial creature in the whole wide world Especially in a busy ward. So, instead of feeling sorry for oneself, be assertive. Go to them,tell them what you want to do. Give clear and straight to the point request because the staffs are busy with other things as well. Make yourself be heard. Ask for teaching, ask the teacher to repeat if you do not understand, and ask even if you

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-4509337291121640742011-02-22T08:36:00.041Z2011-02-22T08:36:00.438Z

A beautiful friendship.Although the start of the friendship is not an ideal one.Over the time, it matures.It certainly becomes comfortable,It is coloured by friendly bickering and delightful laughters.And at times we share the understanding and reassurances,All in the meanwhile, learning more about each other. This beautiful friendship that I am blessed with,sometimes makes me wonder. I wonder if

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-15869212591941497582011-02-18T08:00:00.004Z2011-02-18T08:00:13.752Z

2. Most of us are clueless Exactly the reason that we need sooo much help!  When I started my clinical years, my thought is that everyone is busy and to request for help might be burdensome to the staffs.  How wrong I am!  Most of the staffs are happy to help although they are busy. Go up to them, be pleasant and CONFIDENT and ask for help in the most professional way you can muster. If you

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-75361598156378561652011-02-11T08:10:00.000Z2011-02-11T08:10:00.807Z

Sometimes, it is not what you do not know, It is being confident of what you know. A very good lesson I learned indeed. When you are confident about the minuscule knowledge, you are able to communicate it clearly and articulately. As you are explaining, you will eventually hit a wall given your amount of knowledge in the first instance. All you've got to do is to gracefully back down and

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1. We are always in the way.   Get use to it because if you look around, everyone is in the way. The doctors, the FY1s, EVERYONE. At one moment, a bed need to pass at where you are standing. A caterer needs to push their food trolley into the ward, a nurse needs to see a chart in the trolley that you are using as a make shift table. With all these, it is understandable that you feel as if

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-45379434534852622142011-01-08T20:49:00.000Z2011-01-08T20:49:05.823Z

  HS: I'm thankful that you come to see me,but could you leave?Let me be by myself. DK: I dont want to. HS: Please DK: I'm going to endure your pain and anxiety with you by my side. New heart,ep 10,D-addict

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-48119098025760643162010-09-22T04:06:00.001+01:002010-09-22T04:09:17.577+01:00

Losing oneself,is quite terrifying.Suddenly you don't know what you are capable of anymore.Everything seems foreign and intimidating.Approval from others seem to be the only way to be happy,and  you change to get approval,you try to become someone else,in the name of improving. But really,are you improving or are you losing,till you don't know yourself anymore,you lose all visions,all your

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-73369094240843012602010-08-16T06:31:00.000+01:002010-08-16T06:31:20.643+01:00

Here I am, 4 weeks back in my homeland. I turned on the news and a lot is going on. From the never-seem-to-end Anwar case to baby dumping and of course the political differences that seem to highlight the the Malaysians differences. To be honest,why is our differences being politicised? And the news depiction often very suggestive about fraction among Malaysian due to the differences. May I

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-70564314604448978502010-06-28T15:48:00.001+01:002010-06-28T15:49:33.265+01:00

A very nice song to hear especially during my melancholy period. Pardon the Korean accent. TEARDROPS IN THE RAINS no one ever sees no one feels the pain teardrops in the rain    i wish upon a star i wonder where you are    i wish you're coming back to me again    and everything's the same like it used to be i see the days go by and still i wonder why i wonder why it has to be this way why

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-57241243481038887042010-06-12T14:56:00.001+01:002010-06-12T16:08:41.340+01:00

While revising my genetic notes,I came across scribbles that I did while listening to lectures like a year ago. "things to do before marriage 1.Kursus kahwin 2. Thalassemias blood screen" LOL!!!!

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Last night,while having a short break from the Hardcore study group,I found multiple math exercise books tucked neatly in a cupboard in the room. Sensing familiar old excitement, I picked one up and turned the pages. Randomly, I chose a question on index. Armed with a pencil and paper, I tried solving it step by step. In each careful step I made, the solution was one step nearer and I felt

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-12134866569479938462010-05-13T00:10:00.002+01:002010-05-13T00:16:13.052+01:00

What is this! (I feel like cussing but I know better) They are all playing their best putting their utmost effort for this game. They are already under horrendous pressure and only God knows how they feel. The least fans can do is to give encouragement! When they did not win,is it better if fans can give reassurance to them that next time would be better? That will surely boost their already

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-21818186433849754892010-05-09T23:21:00.001+01:002011-01-08T20:49:52.538Z

D: Welcome,please sit. If you come to thank me,I can't accept that.Because I only created a small opening. Whether you go through or not all depends on you.   M:I'm sorry,you made this opportunity out of goodwill toward me,but I...   D:Yes?   M:but I can't feel the same way as you do for me.   D:*Closing eyes in disappointment*   M:I realize you'll think I am shameless.You'll probably think that

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-590467386522219602010-04-16T10:00:00.001+01:002010-04-16T10:00:00.896+01:00

I read all that I need to know and make connections to assist me in remembering. Feeling confident, I read the past year questions and try to answer them. A case study, pretty normal, easy to follow and I had a few conditions considered in my mind. Feeling good, I move on to the question. "Describe 3 pathological changes that might occur in 3 other organs in cystic fibrosis" $#^*!!!! I

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-15268561393412840582010-04-11T19:23:00.002+01:002010-04-11T20:10:31.495+01:00

Have you ever felt this way? When you thought that you have cover all grounds and start facing at the real thing, then you know that you are far than ready. At my age, my friend is expecting a baby in a month time (InsyaAllah) and another is getting married.Many others have tied the knot already. And I kid you not, sometimes I think I am ready for marriage too.... Until today... Nope. Not yet~

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-22309160907191090792010-03-31T19:40:00.000+01:002010-03-31T19:40:00.458+01:00

It is a very bloody movie. They splashes blood liberally although I suspect the blood is just a computer effect as the colour seemed too red. I loooooove it. It's fast, full of action and not much talking. Recommended for people who enjoys full action packed movie. P.S: Even though I love the movie, I cannot help but to think critically of the movie as I found there are several illogical

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-69027558780157682222010-03-26T10:00:00.046Z2011-01-08T20:51:09.842Z

Lady: When someone protects someone else,that means he likes that person,right?Bloke: *gaze curiously*Lady: You can protect her...Because I will be protecting you.Bloke: Pardon me?Lady: I think.....I'm falling in love with you.... :) Credit to Fansub of Full House

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-22355275677392709022010-03-24T10:00:00.000Z2010-03-24T10:00:09.150Z

I've just finished watching this movie. It's not the typical Korean movie about love gone wrong. It focused on a whole different kind of aspect. It reminds me of the late Yasmin Ahmad style of directing. It is a beautiful story about a friendship between a Bangladeshi man and a Korean girl. What I find interesting is that how the society responds to the unfamiliar, in this case, the

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-32404152847768295712010-03-19T10:00:00.061Z2010-03-19T16:11:39.013Z

I think I got the idea for the title from Illy's blog. After 22 years of life, tasting both victory and failure, I find myself embracing the Redha concept like a best friend. From my understanding, redha is submitting oneself to God. From the earliest stage of my life, my parents instilled this concept firmly into us. As I grow older, I find this as a great source of strength. I will explain

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-22247773725615771172010-03-17T17:00:00.000Z2010-03-17T17:00:00.902Z

Bahan-bahan: 4 cawan santan 1 cawan gula 1 cawan custard 1 cawan jagung secubit garam Cara-cara: 1. Campur semua bahan dalam periuk. 2. Masak atas api sehingga kental. 3. Tuang dalam bekas dan biar sejuk. 4. Potong dan makan Time kasih Kak Idah~

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Loads to read and loads to digest. Must be able to explain and must be able to manipulate. I stopped for too long now that I struggle to start. Oh Allah, please give me strength and support me through out. For a start, I'll fall back to my fundamental strategy, I'll take one step at a time, and I'll start with gear 1. Oh Allah, please give me courage to go on. Amin..amin Ya Rabbal 'alamin.

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After a very filling and enjoying dinner, we had a talk on about almost everything. Then my friend started talking about their religion. And I am amazed when they can talk passionately about Jesus and Christian teachings. It makes me wonder, why cant we do the same? I remember back at school during my Islamic study sessions, we learned robotically from the textbook and just memorising all the

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-6559379095579009742010-03-10T17:00:00.000Z2010-03-10T17:00:02.362Z

Bahan-bahan: Ikan Bawang besar Bawang putih Cili kering Kunyit belacan (optional) Air asam jawa serai (optional) Sayur (optional) Bendi atau nenas Cara-cara: 1. Blend bawang besar,bawang putih,cili kering,kunyit,belacan. 2. Tumis bahan-bahan yang telah diblend sehingga garing. 3.Masukkan air. 4.Masukkan garam secukup rasa. 5.Masukkan ikan, setelah ikan masak, masukkan sayur. 6. Masukkan

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-37717194435281854422010-03-05T10:00:00.000Z2010-03-05T10:00:01.881Z

I never realised the degree of dependency until one day when I realised that the dependency is far too much. One day, a friend of mine accidentally spilled some water on her laptop (water + lappy = not a good combination *shake shake*) Her laptop immediately went into comatose. She came and asked to borrow my 'dinosaur' laptop. Although I told her that my laptop is has some kind of speaker

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Bahan-bahan: Daging batang pinang (tender loin) Kicap manis Gula Bawang putih Cara-cara: 1.Marinate daging dengan kicap manis, lada putih dan gula semalaman. 2.Tumis bawang putih,masukkan daging bersama sama bahan marinate. 3.Masukkan air. Rebus sehingga daging empuk. 4.Angkat daging dari air rebusan. 5. Tambah gula dan tepung jagung pada air rebusan untuk menjadikan sos daging. 6.Tuang sos

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-71998980834957096552010-02-26T10:00:00.003Z2010-02-26T10:00:02.652Z

It's a cliche, I know. Sharing means to give some of ours to someone else.Visually (or mathematically) our owns will become reduced and we get less.But, beyond that, honestly, did it not make you feel good?There is no clear reason why we felt good in giving especially when we are lacking ourself.Could it be some kind of human nature? Instinct?I feel that it is human's nature to share. But

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-18624207858991325572010-02-24T06:00:00.000Z2010-02-24T06:00:05.927Z

To a friend of mine that I treasured. Although our time spent together was brief, I still can feel your genuine good intention. You are always there to help and always ready to help. I am glad to meet you, I am thankful that we are friends. I hope that this year will provide you strength to continue your journey. I hope you will always be blessed and always be surrounded by people who love you.

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-82426132437915044542010-02-19T10:00:00.000Z2010-02-19T10:00:03.500Z

Attachment theory basically tells about any kind of behaviour that causes a mother to become close to the child. It can be clearly seen when a little child cry or smile that causes the mother to either come and tend to him. Or in simple words, a special bonding between mother and child. Although this theory is more relevant to young child, I felt that the residual attachment  still exists in

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-12123133574991752012010-02-17T17:00:00.000Z2010-02-17T17:00:02.018Z

Bahan-bahan: Bawang merah Belacan Cili kering Asam Keping Ikan yang telah dikisar (gune tuna chunks sudah~) Condiments: Timun Salad/lettuce Telur rebus Bawang hiris Cara-cara: 1. Kisar cili kering, bawang merah, belacan. 2. Rebus asam keping dalam air. Masukkan bahan-bahan yang telah dikisar dalam air rebusan. 4. Masukkan Ikan yang telah dikisar. 5. Masukkan garam dan ajinomoto secukup

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When my hands are cold and my face is chilly,The sunshine comes and share its warmth,When my heart is gloomy,The beam miraculously lifts it right back up,And when the land is bleak,The brilliant shine makes it pretty and cheerful again.With its warmth and glow, it makes the world a pretty place,It makes the heart jumping again. If I can be a sun, Could I offer the same warmth and comfort,to a

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Bahan-Bahan: Bawang Putih Halia Lada Hitam Ayam/daging (potong kecil) Sos Tomato Sos Cili Sos Tiram Gula Kicap Manis Kicap Masin Sayuran Cara-cara: 1. Tumis bawang putih,halia, lada hitam. 2. Masukkan sedikit air. Masukkan ayam/daging, masak sampai empuk. 3. Masukkan cili sos dan tomato sos. Cili>tomato. 4. Masukkan sos tiram, kicap manis>kicap masin. Masukkan gula secukup rasa. 5.

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-51901396357295826702010-02-05T10:00:00.003Z2010-02-05T10:00:04.028Z

Typical Friday after the seminar: Lecturer: I know all of you have been filling the feedback forms for a couple of centuries already. Unfortunately, there are more. I hope you can fill up this one. All your comments are important for us so we can make changes to make our session more effective. Students: *scribble scribble* *hand in* *scurried away* - Next Session -  Lecturer: So we've made

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Bahan - Bahan: Lada Putih Bawang Putih Bawang Besar Halia Rempah Tumis -anistar -clover -cinnamon -etc Kacang Ayam/daging/Ikan dicincang Beras santan/susu Sayuran: spinach carrot or anything you fond of Cara-cara: 1. Rendam kacang sekurang-kurangnye 1 jam. (well, i did less than that but it was still ok) 2. Blend lada putih,bawang, halia. 3. Tumis bahan blend dengan rempah tumis sehingga

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Fresh from this drama!!!Exhilarating!!! It's about a very detailed and deep rooted conspiracy. The organization which plans the conspiracies runs underground and was very difficult to be identified. Even the followers did not know their position in the organization. Recruitment were done very discreetly that even the followers may not even realised that the process to recruit them has started

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-5594408423127436232010-01-29T22:36:00.001Z2010-01-29T22:36:00.214Z

Another attempt of stretching my thin pounds.  Front page Behold~ My 2010 organizer. Made purely from recycled papers. Those papers were collected from used papers. It ranged from my used timetables to printed bus tickets. Plastic covers once covered my course book. The ribbons were salvaged when I bought my pyjamas previously. The size is one fourth of your normal A4 size. So, this will

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-24563523946233609102010-01-26T17:42:00.001Z2010-01-26T17:52:21.863Z

I walked into a health centre. Staff: Oh hi. What can I do? Me: Hello. I am a third year medical student. I am here for (some kind of) attachment. Staff: Oh yes, please come this way. *shuffled* *opened a door* *entered* *closed the door* Staff: So, you are a medical student. What are you going to become then? A nurse? A doctor? Me: Err, a doctor? Staff: Owh wow! That's so good. Okay, (name

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A person who do not believe in any religion said this when life gets difficult "I think whatever happened to me now is meant to test me" How could a person who does not believe in the Superior Being can thought of saying that? My simple theory is that, it is due to the fundamental human nature that subconciously seek for the Superior Being. It is normal for anyone who is pushed to their limit

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-25526250778830540362010-01-05T18:48:00.001Z2010-01-05T18:50:48.471Z

The session in Winchester today lasted longer than expected. By the time it ended, it was snowing quite heavily. The traffic was in a stand still (almost). So, we decided to walk all the way back to our parking area. Walking under the snow was fun! but walking on the slippery road was not. Knowing my 'great sense of balance' I had to hold my friend's hand all the way to the parking lot (which

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-5515582265140644512010-01-03T13:33:00.004Z2010-01-06T21:23:59.205Z

Soton For Christmas holiday, Anya came down to Soton!!! Yay!!!What a blast! First was the not so warm welcome by the Southampton airport.The thick mist prevented Anya's plane from landing safely. It rerouted to Exeter and from there, Anya had to take a 2 hours bus journey to Soton. She arrived later than scheduled but that's okay. We went to the Christmas market around the city. The next day,

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2009 is a year full of events for me. It kick started with my final year in IMU. I still could not believe that I have done 2.5 years of arduous medical theory years and survived it. Experiences in IMU are like no other. From being independent of my own study to being coerced of becoming competitive in the harsh environment taught me to learn to pull myself up despite challenges. It also taught

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Listen to my heartbet, listen deep into it. What can you hear? Can you hear the longing? the desire to share the most inner feeling, the desire to understand and share the burden, the desire to give love and to share one? Can you hear the insecurities? The easily persuaded heart, the easily hurt soul, and the easily wavered heart? Can you hear the determination? The steeled courage, the

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-13708366281537689392009-12-11T10:00:00.000Z2009-12-11T10:00:01.532Z

A witch is usually associated with scary ,children eating women who lives in the wood and only comes out at night. She usually had long finger nails with crooked fingers. She shuffled and had a humped back. She carried a broom to travel around. There were spots on her face and some of her teeth were missing. At a closer inspection, Her crooked fingers showed swelling on the joints. It were on

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-58124554765862685992009-12-01T21:36:00.002Z2009-12-01T21:38:15.170Z

It was only 5pm. The world was already dark. The moon was full. Today was an alright day. I was passed and signed off by the surgeon. Although it was not an A, the fact that I passed was very satisfying. I had long learned that to not get an A in medicine is healthy, and I had long learned that to be able to learn and think instead, is the most important thing. As I looked at the dark sky, I

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-72170138898673854562009-11-25T16:53:00.002Z2009-11-25T17:03:27.954Z

It is one of many human natures. To want something, to long for something. Have you ever feel like badly wanting something but you know that you have limited means of having it. Currently, I want something badly that I day dreamed about it. The feeling of imagining of having it and things you would do to maintain it is just ecstatic. As I snapped out from the lovely dream, I am back to

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Everything has started to come one by one. I started to feel the weigh of it. Being independent is not the difficult part. Being lonely is. Friends are around but it has yet to penetrate the heart. Tried quite hard to open up and let the warmth of friendship takes over but my heart still shivers. Till a point where the warmth was just overwhelming. I decided to have a break. I give myself

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-80031604667500500642009-11-12T23:24:00.000Z2009-11-12T23:24:10.615Z

 Last Sunday, I felt like falling sick.  Throat was tight and voice was going away. Body was feeling uncomfortable. Stomach was not feeling right. " Please don't let me fall sick ", I prayed. The next day will start my new attachment outside of Southampton. I sleep really early underneath the double duvet with the heater on. I hope it goes away the next morning. In the morning, I sweated a

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-76780008394970003132009-11-06T10:00:00.008Z2009-11-06T10:00:00.809Z

It's amazing how happiness may infect other people. Simple example, when you are in a group of people who are laughing for no apparent reason,sooner or later, you'll end up smiling if not laughing together with them.It does not matter how unfunny it was in the first place. Apparently happiness is shareable.  Imagine a situation where a person who has been admitted for a long time in a hospital

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-13071383101154495652009-10-30T10:21:00.001Z2009-10-30T10:21:00.246Z

My consultant take a leave for the whole week. There was no teaching this morning. But he has always been a good teacher. He is also a good surgeon as reflected by the patients. He is also a good dad as he takes the leave to spend  time with his children on their school activity day. Who says you cannot be good in multiple things? Who says you do not deserve a break. And why must you feel

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-68905251611207508112009-10-28T14:00:00.000Z2009-10-28T14:00:18.709Z

Bahan-Bahan: Bahan A: setengah genggam udang kering (may be replaced with fresh prawn huhu) 2 bawang besar 2 ulas bawang putih segenggam cili kering Bahan B: Fresh Udang Bihoon taugue sawi Bahan perasa: Sos tiram garam gula ajinomoto Cara-cara: 1. Rendam bihoon kering ke dalam air. Biarkan. 2. Kisar bahan A sehingga halus. 3. Panaskan sedikit minyak. Setelah minyak panas, masukkan

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-12776356296044253022009-10-24T22:25:00.000+01:002009-10-24T22:25:22.309+01:00

And so, I boarded the early morning bus to London, arrived 15 minutes ahead of schedule at 8.30am. Am I glad to see the very missed yet familiar face that came to pick me up! We exchanged hugs and greetings before heading to CHINATOWN!! But before that,we pekena kopi at Coffeebucks. Thank you for the coffee Kak Idah~ The crisscrossing of tubes sure was confusing. Fortunately the train comes

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-60912908355569762152009-10-23T10:00:00.002+01:002009-10-23T10:00:04.435+01:00

Ever experience the roller coaster of emotion? Does it happen when you are with a special someone? Regardless if the feeling is even recipcrocal? The question is, is it an infatuation or love? How can we tell them apart? Blimey,it's not going to be easy at all. We get confused in the expense of our heart. Nevertheless, to finally being able to tell them apart is a very precious life lesson

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-36845071027051198612009-10-16T10:00:00.002+01:002009-10-16T10:00:00.391+01:00

As I walked into the department store, I unconsciously steered into a section I rarely visit. Bolts and screw, packed in small packets, Brushes and screwdrivers of different sizes in neat rows, The powerful driller laid at the bottom shelf. Although it is not you, these things eases my heart, I miss you Abah My chicken soup changed my first impression, My cucur udang were associated with

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-74440697863833161102009-10-08T12:41:00.001+01:002009-10-08T12:42:09.596+01:00

To understand a person first without being judgemental. My mum is admirable in many ways. One of them is her willingness to listen and her ability to send her message across adamantly. For example, a wife who is notorious with neglecting the husband. When the husband fell sick, she refused to tend him. Instantly, everybody will start blaming the wife. However, my mother will approach and ask

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-65993857561488289092009-10-02T14:39:00.001+01:002009-10-02T14:39:20.448+01:00

Approximately at 3am today,a  text message came in. The news is, my Ya'i (grandfather) has just leave us forever. We were not as close, but i feel the loss. I feel my mother's sorrow. Here, I humbly request for my fellow Muslim's reader to offer Al-Fatihah and prayer to my departed Ya'i. Al-Fatihah...

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-7239576224366902432009-10-01T10:00:00.035+01:002009-10-01T10:00:06.512+01:00

How to best commemorate the last time balik kampung before flying off? By,langsat picking! It's not just normal ordinary picking, its picking during the Fasting month. My dad decided that no 'galah' can ever conquer the sweet fruits that seemed like growing from the tree branch. So he personally climb the tree and pick the best fruits! I stayed under the tree and limit myself to picking

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-80012593417996968382009-09-25T10:00:00.002+01:002009-09-25T10:00:04.659+01:00

Have a look around you. Forget your burden for awhile, Take a deep refreshing breath and release all worries, and look around you, Notice the flower beds, notice the blooming flower, Isn't pretty, look next to it, another flower, some petals are brown dried, but it still smiles at you, it is still pretty, look near you, another flower, it is wilting, but does it ruin the whole bed? Look at the

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Bahan-bahan: Ikan bilis Bawang besar Bawang putih Cili kering Air asam jawa Belacan (optional) Perasa: Garam Gula Ajinomoto Cara-cara: 1. Goreng bilis sehingga garing. 2. Rebus cili kering, tos kan. 3. Kisar bawang besar, bawang putih dan cili kering. 4. Tumis bahan kisaran dengan minyak bekas gorengan bilis sehingga garing. 5. Masukkan sedikit air, air asam dan belacan yang telah

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-6681137842690738542009-09-18T10:06:00.001+01:002009-09-18T10:06:00.585+01:00

Ever wonder why some people is attracted to one person and not the other? Was it because of looks? Personality? Charm? Recently, I noticed that it is easy to be attracted to somebody when their doing their best. Never mind their looks, they may be as simple as the boy next door; but when he is into doing something and giving his best, he looks as handsome and as macho as he can be. Could it

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-80966719089011744442009-09-13T22:50:00.001+01:002009-09-13T23:04:50.380+01:00

On Saturday, I went to a car boot sale. I heard about it before from Abah and was very excited to visit one. I went with Jac and Kak Umi (thanks for the ride ;) ) and bought myself a huge mug for 20p, a water filter 50p (water here is hard, I need a filter), jellybeans and huge Daim chocolate. The most expensive thing I bought was the pepper and salt shaker, 3 pounds. I wish I could get a winter

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-47347559247710461482009-09-09T18:00:00.003+01:002009-09-09T19:06:53.591+01:00

From the first moment I arrived, I have been filling forms and more forms.From visa forms to university forms to any other forms that I would not even imagine exist.After completing plenty of forms, I noticed that there are more forms to be filled. -_-''It is very amusing as I feel like the Vogons (from the The Hitchhiker Guide to the Galaxy) is running the systems.At the moment, I am very close

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-2775381201348255312009-08-29T04:59:00.001+01:002009-08-29T04:59:00.350+01:00

We can never live without help.But how far can help go?All the way?Most unlikely.Assistance can only be given, up till a certain point. The rest of the way, we are on our own. At most, only encouragement that we can carry and take comfort in for the rest of the way.Even so, the only aid that can go through all the way is when bestowed by God Almighty. The reason is simple, even for the better or

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-80071980521477056332009-08-27T16:16:00.004+01:002009-08-27T16:20:53.368+01:00

After an epic battle (at least that was how it felt) they agreed to send me to University of Southampton of the UK albeit late (very)So my second hurdle is to convince University of Southampton not to withdraw their offer since I will be arriving very very late.Please pray for me friends.PS: Thank you to all who has been given me their support through out my difficult time. May God bless you.

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-57494742635160156152009-08-21T10:12:00.004+01:002009-08-22T05:32:43.753+01:00

It's that time of the year again. For Muslim's to refrain from food and drinks during the day and to increase devotion at night. I was asked quite a few times by my fellow non-muslim comrades about this ritual."Isn't hard?""How do you do it?""Don't you feel tired?"My standard answer is always "I am used to it" because it is not easy to describe what really happen when I am fasting. The feeling;

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-26965162507022389072009-08-19T10:45:00.003+01:002009-08-19T10:50:10.037+01:00

So the decision is out.They want me to continue studying in Seremban instead of University of Southampton of United Kingdom.I am numb.too numb to cry.too numb to feel sad.Maybe extreme sad is numbing.PS: Illy, I am a victim.

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-72877708547292838892009-08-16T07:58:00.002+01:002009-08-22T05:33:07.574+01:00

Last period of class, weekends, year ends, convocation all mark the end of a period.How end is ends?Is it the last moment or the beginning of a new thing?Whatever it is, it brings an array of emotions together. Relief, sadness, anticipation.It also brings changes. A transition to a new life, a new environment.Just when I started to love the schedule, the expectation, the library,the cafe, the

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-82133403281348295102009-08-14T07:37:00.000+01:002009-08-14T07:53:06.283+01:00

With things going on in my life now, I started to reassess my choices. What else can I do besides studying medicine?Venture into business? What kind? Food? Chocolate?Become a tailor? Can do but not enough patience.Biotechnology? Tempting, but i may need to get used to the lab surrounding first (yawn)Language? Very attractive. I can learn a language, travel and become a translator. Islamic Museum

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-80050690262967407372009-08-12T07:30:00.003+01:002009-08-12T07:45:43.542+01:00

Should I call or shouldn't I call?For the past months, I have done everything they asked me to.Countless emails and phone calls was done but still the answer is the same."Please wait a little more""It should be done by this month""The results should be done by this week""Try calling next week"I've waited for days, weeks, and months.And now, even when it's almost time, they still asked me to

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-50373519175340384372009-08-05T12:07:00.006+01:002009-08-05T15:15:30.564+01:00

"During training, it's normal to feel hopeless.However, you must overcome all the obstacles and succeed"(MNet HotBlood Episode 3)Why didn't anyone tell me this earlier? It is a simple assurance telling that it's OK; you are not alone, and you are capable although you still cannot see how. It's just that you are, at the moment, overwhelmed by circumstances and expectations.Many a times, when I am

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-66517131652820911742009-07-30T07:31:00.002+01:002009-07-30T07:49:22.010+01:00

I am sad,I wish to do something about it,but I don't know what brings the feeling.I wanna talk about it but I do not think people are listening.I miss everybody, I am worried for the changes that will surely come.I am still waiting and hoping for a good news.Time is getting shorter. And I wish for a good news soon.An alternative may crush my heart,so I wish to avoid it.My mind is in a mess and my

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-20103976779772888302009-07-20T07:10:00.007+01:002009-07-21T06:26:25.031+01:00

Bahan-bahan:1 ekor ayamBahan A:2 sudu kecil serbuk kunyitsecubit garamBahan B:1 - 2 bawang besar2 cloves bawang putihsegenggam cili kering2.5 cm halia4-5 buah keras (optional)2-3 batang seraiBahan Perasa:santan dari setengah biji kelapa (200ml?)Sos cilisos tomatogaramgulaAjinomotoCara-cara:1. Gaul kan ayam dengan bahan A. Biarkan seketika.2. Rebuskan ayam dengan air yang sedikit.3. Keluarkan ayam

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-50585604993415064192009-07-19T07:28:00.004+01:002009-07-20T07:34:56.947+01:00

Bahan-bahan:2 genggam Kacang tanah goreng2 cloves bawang putih1 sudu besar belacan bakar1 helai daun limau purut (kalau ada)5 cili padi (more if you want it spicy)100 ml Air asam jawaSecukup rasa garamSecukup rasa gula2 keping Tempe3 keping tauhukangkungCara-cara:1. Tumbuk / blend kacang tanah. Letakkan dalam mangkuk2. Tumbuk sampai lumat cili, bawang putih, belacan, daun limau purut. Tumbuk

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-54477410350356497782009-07-17T15:16:00.003+01:002009-07-17T15:42:28.428+01:00

Today, I asked Umi, Is it difficult to be a mother?And she said no.And I asked again, each child has different personality and attitude, how did you manage to teach them to love God Almighty?She said, as long as you try your best, Allah will help you with that.I'm not sure if I am ready to be a mum yet.Human is very complex in nature. Imagine this, a small boy raced to get the front seat in the

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-39876702664427804632009-06-30T15:21:00.007+01:002009-07-02T11:33:37.012+01:00

My family and I were sitting lazily outside the house when we saw The Offender. It stood proudly at the corner of the compound, as if mocking us, bearing many must-be-confiscated-items.Provoked, all 6 of us neared The Offender carefully to avoid any untoward event. Mom, little brother, sisters and I wrestled with The Offender to seize the items. We managed to acquire some but more were still

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-23900900765556028312009-06-24T11:52:00.003+01:002009-06-24T12:03:59.325+01:00

It is suffocating....I feel withdrawn...I am deprived....Please come back....It has not even been a year that we met...Say that you are okay...Say that it is just an act to scare me....Oh please be well......Banished this worry and melancholy off me...It is bad enough that the connection is slow,Just do not give up on me....dedicated to: My dear PC

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-26913225427746073762009-06-21T04:42:00.003+01:002009-06-21T05:01:35.338+01:00

It has been a month since I ended my theory years.and a month since I read my meds books.And I'm starting to miss them.There was one time where I went to MPH bookstore in search of new novel. Unknowingly, I went to the health section and started reading on back pain. All the jargon like lumbar, nerve, and sciatica seemed to bring comfort. As I thought of stopping myself, i reached out to another

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-7133862968164898822009-06-17T08:54:00.005+01:002009-06-17T09:23:32.101+01:00

.... = undying love"A middle age couple was walking towards a fast food chain restaurant.Cars were moving slowly besides them.The women was the most nearest to the road.Feeling uneasy, the man put his hand around her waist, an act of intimacy yet protective.And gently pulled her away from the cruising car"It is a relief to find that kind of love on the street.The myth of married couple losing '

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-5405944886849492272009-06-12T04:29:00.005+01:002009-06-12T05:23:17.770+01:00

Although Johor Bahru is my hometown, I know more Miri or Bangi than Johor Bahru.So, a visit to this spectacular mosque is an amazing new experience.Located at Jalan Abu Bakar, it stands mighty on a hill. The warm sea breeze from the nearby Lido Beach completed the experience.It is seriously beautiful...Within the building, the area was brightly lit with sunlight that coming in from many Malay

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-68732758988487603412009-06-02T05:33:00.004+01:002009-06-02T05:45:24.694+01:00

...leads to disappointmentI was promised for something i yearnedI worked hard for itWhen it looked like I will eventually be rewarded,Somehow, the reward becomes uncertainIt reminds me of a conceptIs it really important to get the appreciation from someone else?Or is it more important to perform for your own success without waiting for any appreciation?I don't know anymore...It seems like my

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-45189384828358077652009-05-31T08:38:00.005+01:002009-06-02T05:45:51.598+01:00

Congratulations to M107 who passed the dreadful EOS 5!!! All our hard work has paid off finally.The rumours I heard was that everybody in our batch passed our written exams!I sure hope its true~~ A great deal of thanks to the lecturers of IMU, Sisters and all the staff.It had been an arduous journey. But it can never be compared with the next stage of our training for it will be different.My

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-89447135204693340582009-05-23T12:06:00.008+01:002009-05-24T13:30:16.122+01:00

A few of my uni friends and I were walking aimlessly in mid-valley when we decided that we had burn enough calories from our lunch time. So, we decided to have tea to replace the supposedly lost energy.After much 'thought' (although there were only two of us that did the thinking i.e definitely not the writer) we decided to try out Beard Papa. It was located on the Lower Ground floor of

Syasyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04485394002398240123noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8162533314804561775.post-91031610446352404282009-05-22T13:50:00.008+01:002009-05-22T14:19:15.896+01:00

Today, while on train, I saw two friends who seemed very comfortable with each other.There was not even a hint of faking in either one of them.It makes me think.....What makes a person to open up completely to someone?What causes a person to lose all form of judgment to another person and just see the beautiful part of them?How is it possible to feel happy and cheerful every time they meet?It's

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For the past two weeks, my life felt like it was set to full speed.Everyday I slaved over never ending revision and worried about forgotten facts along the way.I read and revised with speed that I never realized I am capable of.Watching 1 hour of TV is considered a sinful luxury.It was all for passing my final exam.And on Thursday the 21st of May 2009 exactly at 12.45 pm,Everything was

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Before, my definition of "tak de ape-ape" was, a person is able to perform normal daily activities without any difficulties after an illness.Now, I realized that my the definition has changed to the person may not die due to an illnesses.I am worried that I am starting to lose my humanity.Fortunately, the reminder came just in time.As I was revising thyrotoxicosis, my mom came with a news that

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On this day and date, two decades ago, it was the first time I smelled the air.The first time I saw the blurry light, the first time I felt the unconditional love.It was a special private affair and has always been. I love the sincere companies whenever this day approaches. From the annual cozy celebration at home, to the surprised very private party done by my Bangi clan a few years back, I

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Currently I started reading The Memory Keeper's Daughter by Kim Edwards.I could already hear some of my friends gasping as it is only less than a month for our very final examination in IMU Bukit Jalil.For me, it is fascinating to find myself doing a lot of 'fun' stuff when I am under time constraint.Recent examples are publishing this blog, finished reading The Malice Box by Martin Langfield,

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You are so near, yet so far.You are within reach but I can never hold you.Sometimes I wish to be close, but you are nowhere to be seen,At times,I long for your company and only get your smile,I hope this feeling is just transient, also long lasting at the same time.It is a blessing that we met, will be a great pain when we split.And the pain is getting nearer each day...

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Malaysia's 6th PM was giving his launching speech when I wrote this. I hope Proton Exora able to mark the beginning of better MPV by proton in the future.So, this is my first blog post. Idea just came out of blue. I hope I am able to maintain it for a good period of time. And I'm still getting familiar with the settings......So, the URL is syasya-vip (my name + my 2008 obsession) and Until

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1. Tumis sampai naik bau - bawang akan bertukar warna transparent. 2. Tumis sampai garing - Biasanya merujuk kepada tumisan yang mempunyai cili kering di'blend'. Saiz bahan tumisan dalam kuali akan menjadi 1/3 lebih kecil daripada awal tumisan. Kelembapan (air) dari bahan tumisan akan nampak lebih kering. Warna cili lebih gelap. Penting untuk menumis cili kering sehingga garing untuk

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