SUPPLIES!!!!!

heheh, i use the same title miss Asmaa uses on her post because i knoe wat it means.... hahah

but yes supplieses (the chinese way of saying surprise (duuuh)....) are what got on my first dew days being in beloved Malaysia! well, it was a tiring flight home n the flight was not all pleasant even tho i slept thru the whole thing.... but when i got home i came to see these lying on the floor...

hoho.... i guess mums skills of tunjuk-tunjuk really worked this time... it would take awhile to finish this i think... who knoes i might get lucky n bring back some to surabaya.... hahah

the nex morning i got another surprise! i got up from bed to send my sister off to meet with her frens.... as i head to my dearly beloved i noticed something was wrong.... my cars rear mirror had never been so dusty.... i came closer to find it looking like this....

and then i was really pissed.... a closer look reveals....

siot.... PECAH!!!!! cane aku na bawak kete nih..... off all days why la time saya balik cuti na bawak kereta anda harus pecah...... seeing as saya tengah berpuasa i let go first... in the end my dad told me it was because of a stone flying from the orang yg potong rumput kat TUDM ni... the company settled it later n gave us money for a new mirror.... thank goodness..... well... mujur saya tidak mengamuk dan memecahkan tingkap depan skali.... wahahaha... hikmah bulan puasa...



talking about all this kaca-kaca stuff reminded me of sumtin my frend used to tell me.. tho i cant remember which frend, the words really stuck to my head....

Women are like glass, not in the sense that they are fragile but once they are broken, no matter how much glue u use to put it back together it will never look as pretty as it was before.......

a few days left to raya.....

home

tick tock tick tock.... as soon as the big hand on my watch strikes 12 at 3pm, i put my lab coat in my bag n pack up fer home... another day of class concluded.... i say goodbye to my frens, put on my earphones (thanx heaps to sony ericson fer inventing the walkman technology) and head home... during my diplomas i used to reach the keys to my car. but seeing as how i live now, walking is my choice. the usual lil vans called bemo passing by are an option but walking is the only excersise i get apart from the non-stop work i do every day. so, Why blog about the journey home??? well, its not like the strolls you lucky Malaysians get to experience.

WALKING HOME:

BLISTERING HEAT + DUST + SUDDEN ONCOMING TRAFFIC + HOLES + MORE STUFF BEYOND YOUR IMAGINATION

well, when i put it in words u might say its bullshit ryte???? i mean it couldnt be that bad... well, i recorded one of my walks home to show u wat its like... bare in mind that everything you see here is real..... enjoy. info on the video. the starting point is in front of my faculty, pass the medical faculty and a few Dharmahusadas back to my place at Dharmahusada 3....

P/S: the babe walking with me is Sorrayya Hani. she is my classmate n lives near my house. we practically walk back together from class most of the time. good company.....

isk.... xtau laaa.....

now sitting here in one of Surabaya's vast malls (tunjungan plaza) I just wrapped up my searching session for my physiology assignment... sambil2 tu i was happily listening to one of the bands performing on the open show next to this hotspot centre playing maroon 5's This love.... hahah.... they got talent... well the music sure falls in place....

i got to thinking... these people have talent.... my goodness u shud see how they play... but why oh why dont they make it to the international market.... i've searched around and i know that thier jamming studios are cheap.... u can go in and record ur stuffs at a price of about Rm 15 for 2 hours with all the equipments provided... compared to the dickhead studios in malaysia that charge you rm25 for an hour with no keyboard provided... but hey....

sedeh juga....

Malaysia: ada duit, studio mahal, tak ada talent.... sangat.... committed tp bila da kaya lagu suma dah tak best

Surabaya: duit tak ada, studio murah, talent sangat la banyak..... committed la jugak... tp itulah... duit xde... dan akhirnya warung2 tempat org makan juge menjadi studio mereka....


i guess we cant have everything... i say sumone has got to change this.... its a pain.... on another note, never take for granted what u have in Malaysia.... i guess freaky wannabees who think they are cool to dress up weirdly in malls have dont see how lucky they are to actually be Malaysian... twats (eh, knapa saya tiba2 emosi nih... sabar imran... puasa)

This blog is dedicated to Saffy. Sorry gurl, too busy these days to write~

~counting the days for my flight back~

sahur surabaya....

its here... ramadhan comes bringing all of its magic and wonder... happy fasting to all who are fasting... to those who are not, respect the ones that are... hahaha...

come ramadhan marks one year i've been in the crocs n sharks land... wow... that fast... and so the day we all come to to love as 2007s has arrived... OSPEQ... in layman terms its called orientation... the juniors have finally landed... seems the tables have turned this year whereby the medical faculty is the one with the lone malay ranger.... one the dentistry side, 3 boys!... a major increase in male count... n so thru this ospeq we can see who shines, who lays low n who doesn't really give a shit... hahaha...

more on ospeq when i hav the time....

class starts along with the fasting month of ramadhan... class is tiring... 10 subjects and on the second day of class itself i started to make an impression.... not that impression... but a dental impression laaarrr... hahahah... on a live patient which happens to be my classmate... done on a dental chiar n everything... (senior fkg's reading this must be going like "OMG, thats soo lame, baru na wat impression") but hey i had to admit it was FUN!.... i think i can really do this dentist thingy... and its only the first week...

haha... will detail into things when i get the time....

happy fasting.. this is Allah's blessing given once every year... grab every piece of it...