selamat hari raya aidiladha

why getting beat up by russian hooligans isnt so bad

- you get the attention (though it becomes a hassle the moment another repeated question turned up- yeah i know they're concerned,it's just that i've reverted to the kinda antisocial guy who likes being alone and be oblivious to the surroundings,even blogs..it's a process,which is not really recent, and has nothing to do with this story)
- you get free food from visiting friends
- more time at home!(i didnt have to sleep in the crappy hospital wards -miraculously only bruises and swellings)
- more free time!no need to study, repeat classes..hehe
- which means i can cook more...
-eat more..
-play games
- sleep more
- i have a pretty good reason to postpone stuff, otherwise i'd have to find excuses for my usual procrastinations...hehe..i'm not sleeping, i'm 'recovering'
- you can say 'it wasnt that bad'
- you walk the same path- you're brave ,you trash talk about russians- you have a good reason to,but if you dont hold a grudge- you're kind


what really happened-

we were walking through the sakura park from detskii sentr (we're having acupuncture classes there) to our house near the vokzal..about 3 guys walked past us casting glances, we felt something fishy..
in front about 20 metres were around 15 other russians...usen cautiously said we should run..i told them to run to the right..
the next moment the ones behind attacked us..fortunately we were mostly ready..
i blocked a few blows (fortunately i was attacked 1st), and managed to hit the guy on the abdomen,making him move back a bit to our front(my 1st and only counter attack, which probably didnt hurt too since the jackets were thick)... then i noticed the other russians in front starting towards us.meanwhile zam was attacked too and i went after him...somehow he managed to escape, this part is a bit blurry, but we ended up in the lane on our right, running..i was a bit far behind..and looking down i could see shadow of 2 pursuers right behind me,from the only lightpost still working..i tried quickening my pace, then the worst happened- i fell down (probably the mud,ice or snow) on my knee..the last zam saw of me my hands were still up blocking them away..but some still tried to follow my friends so they ran to a nearby theatre (where there's light and more people)...
meanwhile i realised that they've surrounded me, and i bailed out and took a fetal position on the ground.. so they kicked me, the most dangerous of them trying hard to kick my head..others just kicking..i managed to stay conscious, and heard them chanting somethg that rhymes with hitting...and mostly tried to convince them that i wasnt conscious while covering weak parts as best possible..
*thankfully it was dark, and they didnt have any weapons (one of the things i was afraid of, which is why u should never provoke any more or fight back too much when they're too many),and the thick winter gear helped, also, any longer they would have actually managed to break a bone or two,but Alhamdulillah they didnt
so they stopped and ran(they didnt take anything!)..after a few moments i stood up,getting ready if they were still there, and convinced that they were gone, i went for things that fell of..
subcionscious i somehow caught everthing that fell off from me (my gloves, snowcap, glasses) and was still holding some of them..my glasse were crumpled up into a ball without the lenses.rather comically i reshaped the frame and tried to wear it (u can interpret it all u want), and asked a passing couple to get me zam's files which i knew fell somewhere..
so the ordeal was over, but the night was not..i walked back home, but as i found out that my friends were still in front of the theatre i went there and waited for the police with them...muddy and with a gash on my right forehead which suspiciously looks like the soles of a boot..more on my wounds later
we went around on the police car, and found a group of >15 people drinking in the park, but they denied everything and i couldnt see nor recognise them, even when i went to them face-to-face (my poor eyesight of 0.6 is a really big disadvantage)
i didnt write any police reports, and we went home, where we called an ambulance..we found out that adib from 4th course was also attacked abuot 30 mins before us..i met him at the hospital, as i got my x-ray...
i might have written too much, so i'll fill in on anything if you wanna ask

the wounds:
- the worst one was my left knee as i fell down hard..it had a deep cut and swelling
- of course the injuries to the head are quite bad, with the large boot-mark gash on the forehead and a swelling on the right parietal parts (upper mid for u non-medic geeks) were equally bad (it's my head!), and i was repeatedly and quite viciously attacked there..alhamdulillah there were no fractures nor neurological symptoms, and i think i had defended my head quite well (hehe self compliments again)
- pain in my lowest left rib at the back, probably it had been hit hard quite a few times, i'm certain of it..but, no bruises nor swelling on my body,miraculously..
- bruises and cuts all over my face, ears, forearms etc..
- my right eye swelled up and while subsiding produced a painless hematoma similar to that of being punched in the eye...i imagine a disturbingly gruesome sight esply with that big gash for some..(i can see their expression, duh..)

all have healed well alhamdulillah,other than the residual pain (which hasnt decreased and is really a bother when u travel) and the pain from the tetanus injection (muddy wounds..) on my right back, which makes the pain on my back a symmetry of right and left..aah the wonders of modern medicine..
i dint bother to put any ointments btw..hehe

i'll show a pic taken that night if you like, but ive got to sleep now...tata
dont let the russians scare u...it's really not that bad..

ps: if i've got the time to bother, i'll update more on the circumstances and my opinions about that day..
PPS: ayah,the report is done through the U and i'm having a little trouble getting a copy, so pls wait a bit more..insyaAllah i'll get something, i'll try..

Breaking The Habit

sorry about the linkin park plagiarism, but some of their songs really do ring a bell to certain aspects of my life..maybe that's why they're so popular..their songs-especially the first ones, were in touch with the problems most people face, and they didnt sing about problems, they sang about facing them, and overcoming them..well, that's how i perceived it when i listened then..

Did you know - well, of course you dont, i guess - that everytime i wrote something here, it affects me as well, and quite significantly too..when i write about my failings, reading them back -the words that i have published- gives me a resolution to make them just that..another post in the past..
-and there i was wondering what good will it do to open up and show my weaknesses-
i guess people show their vulnerability on their blogs for a reason... (or even many reasons)
problems are what makes us human...and the way we face them is what makes or breaks us
It's probably not too much to say that problems really are blessings in disguise..with problems we are able to grow, to learn, to become better.
They are chances- a chance to change for the better, a chance to show how much we care, how much others care and retrospectively showing the conditions/closeness of relationships, though there's no real standard to them, and others
they also force us to take life seriously and reconsider things realistically..a way of testing our limits
enough said, if i said i was lazy, i'd try not to be by the time i write the next post, when i wrote i was lacking enough sleep, i tried my best to contemplate my condition, and started wondering was it really not enough, or should i change something
i have lots of bad habits..at times i can be lazy, and my time management can be laughable..as of now...i will try, insyaAllah, to be a better person than today.
I will inshaAllah, do everything i wanted to do, but havent done. i know that i have wasted a lot of time, even unnecessarily
i know i can do lots of stuff..even have both elements of work and play, everyday..if i have the proper time management, or the proper resolution and willpower
it might not happen all at once, I dont deny that it might not happen at all, but it's a good start

in the meantime, i'll have a good laugh about everything wrong with me
this is my resolution for the day
I will break the habits of yesterday

these pics have got nothing to do with my bad habits, though

"as long as it's Halal"

picturing daily life

remember the ibans and how they used to collect skulls? scary stuff, right? this is a normal table for almost evey teacher I've met here..they collect REAL HUMAN SKULLS too, see? (even the students too..sometimes parts of it, siap ada yg tak pulangkan lg, tulang2 tengkorak tu..)
some of us went to the city circus duirg the 3 day holiday (den narodnova yedinstva)
they got camels, kangaroos, leopards, etc, as the theme was "safari",the rest is what virtually every circus has
KIM FC - winners of the recent football league with the most goals and only 1 (or was it 2?) draw(s)
busynye diorg, guess who's the laziest

to get more pics, visit my fotopages, i've been updating them for some time,but mostly it's the europe trip, and some raya and a few months old pics

sleepless

time-when we have it, we tend to think it's endless..well..that's how i seem to perceive it..which is bad..
I wonder what happens to my time..the past few weeks have been weird..I'm awake so late into the night, sometimes i see morning...insomnia?maybe..at times, it's 3hours, but some good nights i managed a decent 5 hours' worth of sleep.
Unlike others who might do the same, I dont sleep during the day,but the chronic fatigue is there, and headaches - well, they're already a part of my life, at times. Sometimes, the worst happens - i doze off in class in front of the lecturer..
If i dont get coffee(which i rarely take) or food, i sleep a few minutes during those few recesses.lectures- well, if i go, i get some sleep there..if i dont - I wont sleep at all..
what's happening?
at first, it was work, then it was headaches, later on the internet became unlimited..i dont play games late into the night, ok half true, i did play twice till very late..it was a 3-day holiday and i couldnt resist, but i've kept my games to at most 2 hour a day and that's it...some days i dont play at all..
i dont do stuff...maybe it's still the internet?
i sleep so late, then miraculously i manage to wake up in just enough time to get ready to class..where's my time management?
I'm not really busy with work, I do try stuff, but not that much, and i stopped exercising since Aidilfitri (except those 2 football matches)
man...I really need to get myself together
My back's starting to ache and i've started whining like an old man...

Nur Ain, good luck on your SPM, i'll pray for you, for the best, insyaAllah

Im just weird that's why

berhari raya ramai kali terakhir...

unless u count aidiladha of course,will update soon insyaAllah
visit my fotopages for more (really?more of these?i'm getting sick of seeing my own face, and mostly it's behind the camera!)





ps: my apartment's internet service has been upgraded yeehaaa!!

A walk in the park

After autopsy, my new cycle/rotation is the most undemanding of this semester- medical law. The only thing we have to do is make one presentation on one of the problems of medicine and law today, and we’ll be practically off the hook for about a week-attending classes without any home tasks at all …too bad we’ll miss 2 days due to the annual medical checkup- the class lasts only an hour a day! Wohoo... That means I get to go home until 3, then go for the day’s lecture, or sometimes ponteng and stay the rest of the day at home :P

Too bad after this it will be tough subjects in hospitals far from the centre- infectious diseases, and later on therapy for 1 month...and the polyclinic rotation seems rather hard too..

It’s getting closer to the end of Ramadhan, good luck in your ibadah in these last days everyone, may we find Lailatul Qadr insyaAllah..

felt a little obliged to put something in here, but still a little too lazy (still waiting for that unlimited internet line) to actually write anything..here are some pics during ramadhan....only 8 days left...got lots more to do..

now somebody please tell me why i needed that fotopage in the first place?

3rd week?

i felt as if it's been longer,


my surgical cycle/rotation finished last week with some work unfinished..hehe.. my patient reports will be sent later, i guess..
ete 'doing his thing' during a topic on surgical proctology, yeah it's a DRE

we started our children's surgery cycle. that's all i'm gonna say :P








this 26th, the juniors are coming...and i'd be the happiest junior if i were one of them, they've got wonderful seniors over there coming up with a drive to sell their old clothes cheap (most of the proceeds go to the student body and local mosque, and probably it'll be very cheap), and as usual they'll be greeted with a hearty and warm welcome (well, maybe some 'collateral damage' victims might not), a home-cooked dinner, and insyaAllah another meal for their first sahur, an orientation will be done too, telling them how to find food, classes, communication services, there's even a buddy system, with the list already full before it reached my hands(well, not to say i would have joined, though i might..)..how can anyone top that?..the same will probably be done with the private students coming sometime later..and the orientation would usually be done after all have arrived..


speaking about the collaterally damaged peeps just now, i hope they wont really get kicked out if they dont really want to..insyaAllah..there should be some space..





this 22nd marks the start of our third league, this time organized by Shuk, someone who is not part of any team, nor plays any football, but is a great choice for an organizer anyway. maybe it's better we started early..the days are getting colder (and the rain makes it even chillier), but i like it in the mornings..


2 days ago we didnt have water (the annual plumbing to prepare for winter), and my apartment had a temporary blackout on friday so my batch didnt meet up like we were supposed to for tarawikh...but somehow the next day we took our chances and played football, with the optimistic thinking that the water would be back by that night, which didnt..and we played again the next day..i've played football for 3 consecutive days (I even missed my pre-fajr sahur the 2nd day).. my worn-down boots became irreparably unsuitable for playing, and i had to buy a new pair..sigh..i can see it now... ^$^ ^$^


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bye-bye money...u're free now, my pocket's sweaty and stuffy anyway


haha

a very short dedication

tidbits to fill some space

I've been dozing off in my class nearly everyday since we started surgery. I think it's the atmosphere..since I doze off during that long final hour, around 1pm, sitting and listening to the lecturer and classmates discussing the day's topic. Yeah2 it's not right. But I do wake up when it's my turn to explain...It's been boring without the internet. You'd think I'd be more productive since my few hours on the net would be less..but no I'm not.Ok, so what happens to those extra hours i get from all of this..hmm..cleaning, rearranging stuff, reading, registering, shopping for much needed stuff, sleeping..and did I mention about the mess we're living in with a broken fridge, a leaky toilet(we cant use the flush and need cement for the repairs), a glassless balcony door(gotta fix that before winter), and a really really dirty kitchen with yet another leaking faucet. To date none of these have been fixed yet. If I were to tell you about what we did, the list would have been longer, but why bore you some more with those little tidbits of my life.

Events past:
- the deputy minister of Kementrian Penerangan Malaysia came to say hi and give the 300 or so of us a dinner. unfortunately less than a hundred came (which meant food was wasted, eventhough we sent most of them to the hostels afterwards, and as the food was for everyone, that's a lot of tasty food spoiled for one lazy evening)

- we (my batch) celebrated our last after-hols massive birthday combo for 10 people namely ete, falah, lin, yik, aruna, bear, wen im, farah, beatrice and suraya. Nicely celebrated, while eating we watched an old home-made movie about our first combo bday celebration, the day before everyone moved out of the hostel, really funny (everyone was different, except my clothes,hehe)

- the 6th course have decided to create a committee (is this spelled correctly?) for our graduation this year- to go out with a bang i guess

upcoming events:

- Selamat menyambut bulan Ramadhan this thursday 13 sept, for everyone!

- the volgogradians are crazy enough to continue our football tournament sometime this month! "better hungry than cold" i guess. Right now, it's really fun playing football in the evening after a long day of class and lecture once in a while

ps: we cleaned the kitchen! bday n the visit's photos later if i have time, and if anyone actually wants to see them anyway

gtg sleep...my lecturer's gonna kill me if I keep this up

berkelana

not one of my better works- in embankment station late at night in London



i'm back in volgograd for my final year..alhamdulillah we've survived until now..



my vacation was great



i recommend joining the kelanaconvoy tour for anyone wishing to tour Europe, with everything planned out nicely, and good food, and not a single night spent sleeping in the bus.
for us it was a pleasant journey, we almost managed to go everywhere we wanted (and what we didnt get was, for me was covered for by the precious memories we had in the places we did manage to go to), and all of us had a really great time. obviously there are unforgettable moments we'll always cherish, and hopefully the friendships created during the trip will last, insyaAllah



my camera recorded about two thousand pictures and videos, add about 8 other cameras and we have whole gigabytes shared together. I'll try my best to upload at least the best of my pics, and maybe some of the betters ones from the other cams


ps: due to some technical problems this post wasnt published as intended, i havent been online for quite some time now- about a week, due to some problems with my internet card.insyaAllah I and my housemates are setting up a better internet service for our home, but it'll take about 2 weeks, in the meantime, I wont be able to do much, maybe i'll buy another internet card.

till then..c ya

pieces of me?

bismillahirrahmanirrahim

I find it hard to integrate parts of me into one. I thought a blog would do the trick, but substantiating my thoughts was not as easy as I originally thought.

It’s too complex…part of me wants to freely blabber out everything like some others, another part fights hard not to do it, finding this medium inappropriate for such mundane or silly matters. I’m starting to (and am trying hard not to) repeat written thoughts, but in my head I do them all the same, over and over again, needlessly. It gets to a point when it’s exasperatingly annoying. Yes, I’m annoying myself. Those 2 parts of me better make a certain agreement sooner or later, I’ve got loads more to think about, innumerous more inner arguments waiting on the list forming right now, by that part of me which likes to list things (if you read my PDA, or notes, which I doubt, you’d probably agree). A part of me wants to put in serious matters here, like announcements or anything, some parts of me disagree. One little voice in my head (that obviously likes to contradict everything) points out that it’s pointless to put in something like that here, since no one reads this often anyway. But then, if I do something like that, or try to keep this blog up again, maybe people will read it more. Maybe I’ll leave that voice in the back for later, since it’ll contradict itself some more for a long time if I let it.

A positive part of me thought up of labeling my entries in a comprehensive way, a list already formulating way back there each time this thought came up (even a permanent part for polls!), but the lazy side of me pushed it away, siding up with Contradiction and The Skeptic(it’s too bothersome!) and Insecurity again while wondering which comic should I leech out from this internet heaven, or dig out from that treasure of lost childhood comics, or which cartoon should I see (yeah this coincides with my inner child’s drooling approval)


Is this blog going to join those 200 million or so other dotsams scattered in internet space? Like a mass internet elephant graveyard for lost webpages, unwanted, forgotten by their creators? I hope not.
My initial aim was to integrate parts of my life into one webpage, but could it lead to this blog’s disintegration? Interestingly not just my blog, but I, the person me, seem to be stuck in this limbo, this personal struggle of minds clashing that seems more like war to me. Each battle is stressful if not taken care of, I felt as if a “rewind” remote control button for my thoughts seems to be constantly pressed. Choices, choices. Decisions decisions. No one is spared so why should I be. Not that I’m an indecisive person. No, I’ll never admit to myself that, nor any other negative thoughts, unless it’s the truth and I need to face it and kill it.
I'll never admit that I'm insecure, crack under pressure, or can't handle things...i can do them!!
It’s just; maybe, I don’t know…I guess that’s why it’s important to be done with things instead of leaving them hanging there. But sometimes things are like that...u can never finish a book in one day, or make a proper-length film in one shot. Rome wasn’t built in a day, though there are possibilities, which also reminds us of the possibility of failure, or the crumbling of whatever you build, even for years to fall in a day, or even seconds. Like trust for example (now this is really rambling, I’m changing topics like the weather)

what a hassle!

the university asked us to do some stuff back here in Malaysia, but the instructions kept getting confusing eventhough it was actually not that complex.all they asked was 2 or 3 things,

1. the original SPM certificate, stamped by

a) ministry of foreign affairs and

b) the russian Embassy in KL

and then translated into English, then Russian, and a few certified photocopies of these..



2. NOC (no objection certificate) from our ministry of higher education

for students with only SPM and no A-level certs



3. Maybe a certificate of completed secondary education, which more and more sounds like SPM to me, (Pn wan munirah from MARA seems to think so), or maybe a cert from INTEC , according to Ms Roline (who's doing it for private students for a fee), and Pn Azliza (who's doing EVERYTHING for JPA students- lucky them)

anyway the question about this third thing keeps going back and forth, in my head and around...funny thing is, the list i got from the embassy didnt mention anything about it, eventhough what i understood from my seniors and the university was that it was supposed to be legalized in the embassy too (making the process exactly like SPM). the letter from my university also makes the "document for completed 2ndary education" sound more and more like SPM..i even got scoffed at for getting this done



what i did (i followed kakak aida's instructions)..



1. i(or rather, my parents) asked LPM for a translated SPM before i came back to Malaysia, i also asked for the NOC beforehand.

2. in Malaysia- i translated my school-leaving cert anyway, and got all 3 documents certified by Wisma putra.

3. at the embassy I asked for legalization stamps but found out they werent cheap, so i got 3 stamps- 1 for NOC (which might have not been needed in the first place) and 2 for copies of my english SPM (since both my SPM certs are laminated)



and i couldnt find anything about the complete 2ndary edu cert stuff,so i left it at that

something very fishy was the really expensive stuff at the embassy. why is that? 1 stamp costs a whopping rm128 per stamp. in comparison the stamps at wisma putra costs rm10 per certficate..who gets the money?some malaysian individuals 'helping out'?the officials there?

my own personal guess..the costs were in roubles but someone didnt take the trouble to see the exchange rates, and instead changed just the symbols..

all together, you'll need rm1000++++, and I'm not kidding..

here's the list

Beware of zam/usen

They were sleeping in the living room this evening, when either zam turned and ended up on usen or usen fell from the chair and fell on zam.
Either way, beware!

It feels a little breezy nowadays, especially since our kitchen door glass was taken off (the one facing our balcony), kene hempas byk sgt, dah longgar. So now it's windy outside, and inside. Like not wearing undies

At least it's fun to watch syphi's fear of thunder - boom and she's gone.
She's an annoying orange furball who hates being hugged and scratches people. But i guess love is blind and hurts a little. We'll hug her anyway. That's her purpose, not lying around all day coz it's hot and she's furry and can't do anything about it.

I had a headache again:( unfortunately
Must be from walking in the rain and under the hot sun for too long a few days back. So now i gotta study like hell to catch up on infectious diseases. And this stuff is really tough - too much information to absorb in one go..

mase utk study bukan main game atau tgk movi

nah scratch that, i kept playing those flash games, watching movies, sleeping, cooking, eating..
wish me good luck,
btw, speaking of scratch, can u see that cute kitty sleeping under the covers as if she's the one studying for the exams? she did something uncute
ouch

changes

Some changes were made for this blog, coz of that upgrade template thing..
and then i changed it some more now,

ITS WIDER

AND I ADDED SOME PERSONAL VOLGOGRAD ADS HERE-->

AND THAT'S HOW I PROCRASTINATED USED WASTED MY TIME TODAY

The VeCtOR

zyryx vector#18

This is bad. The exams session starts on the 4th, the scramble for zachot signatures and attestatsias starts right about now, the study group notes' deadline is next monday, and I spent my last 3-4 days making this vector of myself. Yeah, it's cool. It's awesome! I got a bit too excited doing it - and now i'm gonna pay.
By the way how's the vector?
I recently read about it somewhere (yeah, i procrastinate a lot), and tried it myself (yup, one procrastination leads to another)
I made about 18 variations (mostly it's the nose and the shadows), made a lot of mistakes at first, and didnt even finish the hair part well enough, but it can pass off as a vector- at least I think so- and i really should get back to work...real med-student work



Like I said,I spent a lot of time doing it, eventhough I could either
1. Search for a program to do this
2. Find a photoshop which could do this for me; or finally
3. Dont do this at all and concentrate on your exams demmit.
But yeah, it gets some pressure off (like doing hobbies& blogging ), and the feeling of accomplishing something (no matter how pointless or time-consuming) is indescribable (which is contradictory, since using the word 'indescribable' is already a description in itself, and probably an exaggerated expression now and most of the time).

To my sister nur ain dont follow this part of your brother, study well, doa n solat hajat banyak2, and good luck for your SPM this year. You'll do fine, insyaAllah


the early, ugly stages, quite a messy start, some who watched got quite a good laugh..huh



PS: bye bye extra pics

stray thoughts about food again

I was eating in the (then)recently opened culinary behind our university. As usual our lunch here would consist of bread, or some other flour-based food like piroshki,buns, pies and cakes.

this is a khachapuri with cheese = one of my favourites (among cheap, easy-to-eat Russian food)
Our conversation was suddenly turned to what happens with the extra food the culinary here, or any other places selling food commercially when the day ends. There must be a lot of it. The most logical thing to do with them, especially those which cant be kept for long, seems to be to throw them away.
Somehow my thoughts wandered to the poor people i met here in russia, who live on the streets, and generally about these people without a place to live. It seems paradoxical, that these restaurants and other food establishments throw away their food every day while others (i dont know how much of this is true, maybe it isnt,but The pessimistic part of me says it's unlikely that it's not)
Well, maybe not all the time. My friends tell me of their friends who work in kfc or some other food franchise, who after work bring the extra food to their family&friends.
But then, if everyone could get the food you for free at the end of the day, wouldnt that be bad for business, right? Maybe the restaurants could send those food somewhere a bit further away,where people need food.
Maybe somebody could buy these food at a lower price at the end of the day from these restaurants,or even get paid for taking them, if not given for free - a company made solely for the purpose of avoiding waste of food that i imagined.
Thinking about this, i remembered that cartoon episode of Yakitate in which the main character re-cooked his friends' bread (he works in a bakery) and gives them for free. Think about the barakah he gets from such deeds, if it was real,hehemy orange shirt,got nothin ta du wif duh entry

the 100th

It's been so long since I last entered anything in here, I don’t think it’s appropriate anymore to ask forgiveness, or tell about that long past Moscow games, my dad’s birthday or anything past in my absence on my own blog. or maybe i should, i guess anyone who actually do check this blog must have been bored already, waiting in vain for me to add something.
In a way, that's much better, since I don’t like feeling obligated to write everything here, even if I can write anything.
I’ve been reading other blogs, occasionally adding a comment or 2, but mostly I’ve been silent.
i made some projects of my own on the way, maybe I can say that I did everything but update here..no I’m not closing down this blog, but probably I wont be blogging much either, since the exam sessions are in about 2 weeks time. And I wont have much time.
Btw, I’ll add some articles I wrote but didn’t publish
This might sound lame and is just another excuse, but I didn’t post them because I felt that I shouldn’t post anything until I finished all my unfinished work (patient reports, projects)
It would be too early and too much to post them just yet, insyaAllah in the next following days I’ll post them. In the meantime, please enjoy these pics of Volgograd’s spring I took and edited. I’ll add some more in the upcoming entries, insyaAllah, and I’ll prove to u that this is not a ‘janji kosong’
Please consider the 100th post not as an end, but as a new start..

My Quotas

I wonder why it would be so hard to make quotas; don’t we do them all the time?
Let’s take my case for example.

-Internet time quota:
limited to 1 card per month (around 200- 300rbls, especially since the rates increase the past few weeks)

-monthly expenditure quota:
everyone has this, unless they're freakingly rich, or have freakingly rich and maybe overly generous benefactors, so I’m not going to elaborate more.

- Daily/weekly expenditure quota:
one of those I bend a lot. Depends on my wallet (the one in my pocket, not the metaphorically speaking one u idi- ehem, the next one..)

- meeting people quotas:
after some time, I’ll get tired, so this is an energy-saving measure. This quota is a subconsciously active one. It might be different for different people. I even have a friendliness quota with girls, and other human types, even online…the only ones I don’t have these quotas with are animals and me. I think I treasure my quality time alone.

- Talk quota:
I don’t know if everyone has this. I give my mouth limits quantitatively and qualitatively. I can still only guess the maximum limit, but I try only to talk when it feels right. meaning I’m learning to keep my mouth shut.

-sleep quota:
kinda the other way around, it’s the amount of least sleep hours I need. I’ve been trying to get this one straight (and less), but it’s an uphill battle with my sleeping habits

- Food quota:
I do have it, how else can I get my expenditure quota right, then? Actually, there is not much of it, because it’s a substantially large quota, because I eat a lot, and it can grow depending on my lifestyle.

- Exercise and rest quota:
ok this sounds like bull, and p
artly like a community service message phrase, but I try them too.

- work quota:
if you want proof that I am the opposite of the traditional workaholic, here it is, I try to make it only just enough so that I can get by without too many complaints.
My work motto seems to be “why procrastinate tomorrow what you can procrastinate today”. Man I need motivation.

- My fun-and-games or time-wasting quota:
you’ve been a bad boy zyryx…very,very bad...

- My hobbies quota: again this one works mostly like the work and sleep quotas. I must do my least number of hobby stuff in a minimum number of times allotted. In other words whenever I have the time I must make my decision either to do them or go to sleep, chat etc.

- my ibadah quota- again, no upper limits,just lower ones

- my sin quotas : i'm trying to nail it to zero, but think about what i should do about my visual quota, hearing quota and others that i might not know of...insyaAllah i'll try to in every breath i still have

Sometimes I can be mad enough to break these normally human quotas (I believe these quotas are subconsciously hot-wired to our brains o that we can function normally), and there u’ll see a dysbalance in my character, like some nights when I don’t sleep, which is a cause for me to sleep more on Sundays.

I’m trying to be a good muslim, and I’m trying not to be a spendthrift at anything, but not too penny-pinching either, so I made these quotas with both upper and lower limits, as a means of achieving what they call “wasatiah” in my life, insyaAllah.
or maybe i'm just another wannabe control-freak for some

p.s. – rather than quotas, you might consider this more as aims, but the word quota seems to pop in my mind somehow, probably from the last comment I read here in my blog. Whatever.

End of April means...

- Hitler’s birthday: Watch out!
- The games are coming up!
- More holidays! Less lectures! Yeay!
- Estestasias and long- postponed referrats! (and the upcoming exam session) Boooo!
- Summer’s (or is it spring?) coming! Goodbye freaky cold winds see you next semester (I’ll miss you when it gets hot and sweaty and people stare at me because I sweat too much), and light jackets too

dont these fallen seeds look like furry slithering caterpillar-like creatures?i wonder if it helps them in some way. Wallahualam

a bad excuse

hello..this is your wake up call..meow ---what the-ouch!hey!

Can I blame my absence of entries to writer’s block? Coz I can’t seem to write about anything even if I try, like right now. A lot can be said, and I can think of many things to talk about, but I just cant seem to find what I want to write. Here’s a thought, I’ll put a key word, and I’ll write a little about it

Studies: quite ok, but I’m not really into my studies right now, maybe. I dunno .it started with the headaches and maybe a bit of neurasthenia. On the other hand, I exercise quite a lot nowadays, and that seems to keep those headaches at bay (or at least minimize it), or my brains from frying. I’m waiting (I hope) for the moment my brain functions start to kick in Right now I’m like on autopilot.

Life: seems synonym with football (and volleyball) nowadays. I’m trying my best to get up for fajr, which gets earlier each day, like every previous years. Back to football, that’s where I train, play, talk about with friends, discuss strategy with, joke around (ok, maybe I do this almost everywhere else too), winning, losing, wondering why and how,and get good home-cooked meals made by the girls and boys who are great cooks and sell it every Sunday (and Love, if you think I should put mushy stuff in my blog here, is synonym with food for me…yeah, all that great delicious delectable, mouth-watering, irresistible food- nasi lemak,nasi ayam, nsai briyani, nasi minyak, milo ais, cucur udang, karipap to name a few- ,as long as it’s halal, hehe..mmmm) . Don’t worry about the football fever, I’m not much of a football fan and so it’s not that serious.

Internet: had increased its rates the past few weeks, so I had been cutting time surfing to make my internet money quota. But next Tuesday, I’m getting new cards with cheaper rates, as the Flintstones say it- Yabeddabeduu!

yeah, i havent updated in a while..

Hey it’s already a week into April and I haven’t even updated. Sorry blog*stroking screen*,and sorry to all those bored enough readers out there, who still pop in here once in a while to see if this site is ever going to be updated…
To make a 3 week absence short, I’ll try to give my usual post-long-absence highlights of the month (not including ones I have posted, of course)
(Yeah the usual- my classes, have I changed the way I brushed my teeth, did I have a haircut, have I gone insane yet..etc)

My first counterstrike tournament!
This was during the MIRC (Malaysian Indoor Recreational Competitions—I’m hoping next year we could change it to MIG- Malaysian Indoor Games, hehe) made by our UMNO club.i didn’t play, I was too much of a fanatic, so I became the tournament organizer, hehe.. kinda fun..

Next up-

My classes-to put it short ICU- oncology- therapy
(Very interesting, we learned stuff-like, d’uh what else right?-I think I heard this somewhere but I’m on a rush here before you get bored again)

The big MacD’s in town! – It’s a gold rush for atherosclerosis risk increments!
Quote form my lovable onco-lecturer “other places are closing MacDs down, we’re opening one”
i'm more excited about that jar of cili api/padi in rinak that costs only 70rubles!

La Liga Volga numero duo- not the official name (makes a nice headline for me), but they’ve even got a website or 2! Our very own Malaysian football league (demam bola melanda lagi!!). Filled with its own unique blend of drama, passion, fans, paramedics and people cashing in on the hungry and thirsty players and fans, the second season, and already in it’s 3rd of about 7 weeks. I hope the food court gets larger. The food are great and at reasonable prices. I love it!

Russian poetry anyone? - Ever seen Africans reciting it? They rock, but yeah, they sound more like rapping too. At least they didn’t forget any lines, hehe

Maulidurrasul- selamat menyambut maulidur rasul...we celebrated in the hostel with a get together, some tazkirah, and selawat… a wonderful day celebrated in a beautiful way

Happy birthday Mak and Abg Awg!
My mother celebrated her b’day on the 12th, and Abg Awg on the 21st, I’m sorry I missed it.

I, SIRED
I don’t know when it happened, but I’ve somehow penetrated into this group whose aim is to make our first annual student publication.

Dial-up Internet hikes up again!—but as a card seller, I promise u guys a new card with the old rates will reach Volgograd in 2 weeks, insyaAllah
Потерпи ещё Чуть-чуть мои друзья

my future specialty?chew on this!

The medical specialty for you is.... Orthopedic Surgery

Orthopedic surgery is the best of all specialties. As an orthopedic surgeon or "bone doctor", there will exist no injury too minor for you to perform general surgery on it. But the real reward will come when you are able to see your patients walking again on their own two feet (i.e. after two years of physical therapy).

To find out what specialty best fits your unique personality, go to:

What Medical Specialty Is For You?

yes, one of the specialties that i think might suit me,hehe...(seriously, i considered it, but- it's probably like daydreaming, till i wake up to smell the antiseptic next door to my class..hehe )

think again what you think about me

You Are 72% Paranoid Schizophrenic

You definitely have a chance of being a paranoid schizophrenic. Crazy or not, you certainly don't have a good grip on reality!

Are You A Paranoid Schizophrenic?

whatever , it's just for fun

i'm going on a trip around europe (11-25 aug) this summer, with zam, sam5,adib 3rd yr, 2 moscow girls, and anyone else interested to join.we'll be joing the Kelana convoy, so we wont have to worry about accomodation, transport, most of the food and our prayer times(which are observed as part of the trip. anyone interested to join. some students from the uk will be joining us, and the more people the better, so if anyone's interested pls tell me.(the voices in my head are telling me to do so...hahaha)

what i think is weird

For me, it’s weird that more often
· The more we speak, the more people misunderstand
· The one beautiful outside or ugly inside is more talked about than vice versa
· The more good things we do, the more people see our faults
· The more individualistic a person is, the more successful and responsibility he has in the society that can affect other peoples’ lives
· It’s weird not to have a premarital romantic relationship before marriage for most people.

tag: weird things about me

I’ve been tagged by amani. Listing weird things about yourself is troublesome even for self-proclaimed eccentric me. Hehe…

1. Why I’m weird is not because of what I actually do. It’s not like I do something bizarre everyday like –quote from zamani- “menjentik lalat” or anything. It’s actually my way of thinking and my choices, and sometimes it’s not that weird anymore anyway. Still, you should ask all those people who say I’m weird, and find the 1001 reasons they think that way.--- does this count?
   
   (please allow me to put this excerpt I wrote as I thought)So far..i’m getting none, I’m changing, my hobbies don’t seem weird anymore(and has been listed by others),and memory loss seem to be quite common. Procrastinating seems to be in the normal range too. Liking to keep/collect old stuff & receipts - been there, and still doing it.
   
   


2. I almost always finish eating last in any ceremony with eating as part of the agenda. Many can vouch for this. Some weird eating habits that might have become somewhat my ‘trademark’ are sweating excessively right after I reach that point when most people would stop (especially with spicy food- I cant resist them both ways). At this time, I’d strip off any outer layers of my clothes and ask for tissue (so please be ready to give me some!). oh, and I usually am one of the last to start eating. The girl course-mates fondly refer to me as the DBKL, as I’d be the one to finish whatever’s left but too little or very hard to keep food.
   


3. Actually I sweat easily.
   


4. I like shirts with mostly only one colour, without any decorations at all. Nothing. Even on the back or in any corner. A pagoda t-shirt was perfect for me back in high school. Some of my shirts are exceptions. Most are plain with a strong color. I prefer fewer decorations, or without any writings or pictures of animals or people, something on the corner’s ok, and especially nothing on the back. But I’ll wear them anyway. Preferences and doing them are 2 different things. ----err... maybe this is not that weird.
   


5. I don’t listen to music much. Most of the music I listened to was from my sister’s room during her school days, and from my housemate’s computers or cds. I don’t have a preferred band, music, or even series. I don’t hate any songs (i.e. I don’t mind people listening to music next to me at any time, even if I was going to sleep, because usually I’ll fall asleep anyway). Some are just more appealing than others but that’s it. I seldom open any song by myself, and if I do…that’s weird for me.
   


6. I can hold a pen with the outer part of my lower lips longer than anyone I’ve shown it to, and still wiggle it in the process (remember neemo’s bday wish pic?-thanks again)
   


7. Most of the time I don’t really care what others think about me, e.g. how I dress (like folding the bottom part of my pants too high, or not combing my hair)..but I try to respect my friends’ wishes (they mean good), and like a Muslim Indian friend told me once 4 years ago ‘we represent Islam wherever we go, our appearance and mannerism should be appropriate so as not to give the wrong impression about Islam to others’(more or less this was what he said, thanks Suhail).
   Back to the point, that’s why I could carry a bulky stupid looking purse around on my belt for a year (it had a tear and my mother bought me a new one), and my camera too (seems practical since I took it out every chance I get to snap something). If you’ve been reading this attentively (and why would you do that?) you might notice that this is part of the 1st weird thing listed about me..hehe
   


8. I hate to point this out. But my trademark way of chatting, messaging or any informal chat communication would end in “hehe”, which is presumably my cue to laugh, but might not be funny enough for others to laugh. It’s been with me since my 1st sms.
   

I did many crazy things, but they are normal crazy since I heard other people I know of do it too. I can try to list them. But that would be another entry. Hehe

I know some people think I’m weird, so please feel free to add anything weird you remember about me, hehe.

I cant seem to tag anyone else, since I don’t have that many links (see my blogging friends list) and som of them have been tagged, but aiza, fadly, gmex, matpih, anum, emilio if you’re interested, you’re on next!

Let's speak russian for a while :P

«Ты русски знаещь?»
«Ер..»
«Понимаещь что я говорью?»
«Да» (лучше чем он думает, но я не хотел чтобы он ето знал)
Мы встретились в автобусе, когда я возвращался домой, после тренировки по волейболу. На чисы считается 22 часов ночью, и я уже устал.Он молодой, может быть чуть старше меня, сидит сзади меня, и от него пахнеть тот фамильярный, неприятный запах у пьяных.
Наверное он просто хотел беседовать с кем ни-будь, и от выбирал меня - одиночный инностранец едущий на троллейбусе ночью. Сначала он старался поправить положение моей сумки. После этого он был спокойным. Думая его внимание уже не ко мне, я не показал ему какой ни-будь неудобного чувства - может быть у него своя проблема - но когда троллейбус остановился, и мы выходили, он проследовал меня и постарал продолжить беседу, несмотря на то, что я не совсем понимаю (как ни странно я просто не хотел разгагаваривать). У него нет дело, и он хотель сопровождать меня домой.
Слава Богу!(Алхамдулиллах), несколько шагов вперёд, и две милиции остановили нас, и попросили нас показать документы.
Слава Богу!/Ради Бога, они хорошие люди, подозревающие что етот мужчина мешает меня. Я не сказал так, но «Что не мешал» они сказали...и продолжал спрашивать его.
«Всё, ты можещь идти» ко мне сообшили они. И я пошёл домой.

Даже сейчас, я задавал себя вопросы – правильно ли всё что я делал? Что случилось с ним после этого? Да, он мешал меня, и может быть он хотел денги от меня, или просто хотел товарищ в этой холодной тёмной ночью, но какие проблемы были у него? И какие дальше, когда милиции спрашивали его, и он ничего не показал, и с таким пьяным поведением.. Слава Богу/Ради Бога, что я ещё думаю так.

Я уже не тот молодой человек который только что приходил суда из малайзии 5 лет назад, который на всё угодно удивильно, и так нравился говорить с незнакомыми русскими.
Только несколько дней назад один мужчина спросил мою национальность, возможно ли я Вьетнамец, и я так не интересно говорил нет. Зная я не интересуюсь обсуждать, тот добрый человек просил прощение когда он ушёл.

Они не все добрые, но как ни удевительно не все хулиганы.
У меня много вспоминаний не только с плохими людьми (несколько разов, ситуация потребовал нам избегать от них), но и с самыми хорошимиб добрыми русскими людьми.

Я пищу на русском, чтобы наши фамилии в малайзий не понимали. Им не надо заботиться о своих детях больше чем пужно. Всё что случились здесь, могут случиться везде, даже в нашей любимой стране.
Нам надо вспоминать, что не все русские на улице плохие. Наша религия учит нас подумать всё хорошие о людах, не смотря на кого, и не подозревать что-нибудь плохие о них . Это правильно – нам всегда надо быть осторожным, но не покажи своё неудовольствие так ясно, эта просто не красивы. Нам даже сообшили, что мы не можем говорить ничего неприятного о людей, особенно в их отсутствии.
Для меня, я постараюсь навсегда постараюсь, дай Бог (иншаАллах) улыбаться, и обсуждаться со всеми людьми лучше, и одинаково.




Во имя Аллах, Милостивого, Милосердного!

«О те, которые уверировали! Пусть одни люди не насмехаются над другими, ведь может быть, что те лучше них. И пусть одни женщины не насмехаются над другими женщинами, ведь может быть, что те лучше них. Не обижайте самих себя (друг друга) и не называйте друг друга оскорбителными прозвищами. Скверно называться нечестивцем после того, как уверовал. А те, которые не раскаются, окажутся беззаконниками.»

«О те которые уверовали! Избегайте многих предположений, ибо некоторые прежположения являются грехом. Не следите друг за другом и не злословьте за спиной друг друга. Разве понравится кому-либо из вас есть мясо своего покойного брата. Если вы чувствуете к этому отвращение? Бойтесь Аллаха! Воистину, Аллах – Принимающий покаяния, Милосердный.»

Сура «Ал-Худжурат» Аят 11 и 12

PS: Ради Бога — for God's sake, for goodness' sake
Дай Бог - God grant; I hope (so), let's hope (so)
слава тебе Господи — thank God/heavens во славу — (кого-л./чего-л.) of the glory of, for the greater glory of, in glorificarion of
- слава богу! - на славу

Happy Chinese New Year!

to all my chinese friend and anyone else celebrating !

The Russian M.C. system

I’m giving out information and also revising a bit for tomorrow’s ОЗЗ (Общественное Здоровье и Здравоохранение), (for you non-Russian-speaking kids, it means Public health and health services) computer test. it's actually interesting, if you want to compare the sytem here and in malaysia (which i cannot fully, because i dont know how the system works in Malaysia). It's widely used in Russia and in some other countries too.
Here it is, in short…( but it’s a long one)

In Russia, we students are given a spravka i.e. a certificate, whenever we are sick, which we must ask the doctor, and later the foreign students dept. to make and present it to the lecturer.
Workers on the other hand, will get a листка нетрудоспособности (disability form)
or Л.Н. (L.N.) which is either permanent (invalid group I, II, and III), or temporary.
It’s also given to pregnant women and people on leave to care for a sick family member (will be discussed later), or even healthy people e.g. a chef whose wife has acute infectious hepatitis)
Technically spravkas and LNs are the same, but the functions are different.
They are given for the same reason as M.C.s in Russia. For LN, they are given for
Legal reasons – giving the right to be free from work for a certain period
Statistical reasons – as a document for statistical analysis of diseases with temporary work disability
Financial – gives the right to receive help/ insurance from insurance companies

The spravkas are given out for 2 reasons:
Legal
Statistical
(But I’d rather add financial too, since without it we’d have to pay about 120rubles per hour for each class without a spravka (that’s abut 600+rubles- a little less than 100 ringgit)

The disability forms (LN) are given:
· To just about every legally working citizen and foreigner who temporarily lost their working capability
· According to the rules and regulations of the agreement “On the regulation of rendering of medical service to…”(it’s a long one)
· Citizens with a temporary disability or whose leave due to pregnancy and birth occur within a month after being discharged from work. (the lecturer pointed out that this is the case with a reasonable reason for example when a company’s downsizing, and they were discharged, or any other reason that’s not their fault e.g. if they got fired due to disciplinary issues, it wouldn’t be that easy)
· Citizens who are registered as not working (e.g. a rare specialty making it hard to find work. The government will pay them every month-how cool is that! The lecturer told us of a geologist she knew living in Germany without working, with a wife who’s a lecturer for Ukrainian language who live off this scheme, and still afford to send their children to private schools, buy a house and cars e.t.c. There are not many in Russia since those not working only get about 1700 rubles(a bit more than 50 USD). This may sound familiar to those living in Volgograd, they register at the “служба занятости” and other similar sounding organizations
· To some other groups not in Malaysia, and some other agreements

The LN is not given to
· Nonworkers
· in temporary disability occurring during unpaid leave (leave without a preservation of salary)
· for prosthesis in ambulatory-polyclinics(outpatient, e.g. teeth prostheses, limb prosthesis, and not endoprostheses and others similar to it needing hospitalization and surgical procedures
· workers caring for a family member if they already are on holiday( later they will be given LN after the holiday is over)

The only ones who have the right to give these forms are:
· Licensed, qualified doctors, treating the patients, observing their dynamics and giving the prognosis.(this means other doctors eg radiologists cant give LN)
· Medical workers/attendants with middle medical education , in the absence of a doctor (usual case in Russia, in villages when pregnant women meet the medical attendants every month, as there were no doctors around for miles)(only for mild cases, if there is a possibility of a sever disease, they will be sent to the nearest medical establishment with a doctor)

Ther groups DO NOT have the right to give out LN
· Ambulance
· Stations for blood transfusion
· Forensic medical establishments
· Doctors of the general practice departments (приемное отделение= receiving department) of hospitals- they will direct patients to the doctors in therapeutic or other departments
· Some others

Regulations for giving the LN
The periods:
· The LN is given for less than 10days, is continued for another 10 days if needed, for up to 30 days in total.(only in special cases the doctor can give LN until full recovery.). The doctor will determine the dynamics, treatment and prognosis within this period. E.g. for common cold – no more than 3-4 days because known short course of the disease.
· Medical attendants have the right to give LN for 5 days, and continued until 10 days (because they only treat light cases. More sever cases need the attention of a doctor). Again, in exceptional cases, after consultation with a doctor, only can the period be lengthened up to 30 days.
· After 30 days, the case is taken by a commission of experts for the decision of further treatment and prolonging the LN
· According to the decision of the commission of experts(KEK in Russian), in a good clinical and working prognosis the LN can be prolonged, but no more than 10 months. In isolated cases (traumas, after reconstructive operations, tuberculosis) – no more than 12 months, with periods of continuation of LN no longer than 30 days.

The LN is given too according to the time needed for the patient to arrive at the place where he or she will receive treatment (in Russia that’s important, e.g. if the place takes 2 days to reach, they will have an extra 4 days in their LN)

Regulations for giving LN to those taking leave to treat a family member
I’m putting in this information too because I think it’s interesting, and if possible should be in any medical policy, unless anyone’s got a better one.

For mothers (or guardian) with an ill child:
<> 7 years - until a period of 15days
<>7 years who are warded - after recommendation from the commission of experts about the necessity of the parent’s care
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the1st weekend and holiday planning already

I literally lost a screw on my head recently :P




this summer will be a relatively short one in Malaysia for me. InsyaAllah I'll be going for a trip around Europe, following a certain Kelana Convoy InsyaAllah, with Zam, Usen, Sam5, some friends from Moscow, and hopefully more friends who's looking for a chance to travel europe at a reasonable price, with minimal worries about transport, lodgings, Halal foods, and Prayer times (which are observed during the whole trip by the organizers)
Also, the more people joining in and booking, the bigger discount we'll have (up to 20% )
Most probably we'll be taking the one in August, to 9 countries for 15 days which costs about RM3400. but that depends.



Sometimes life gets you down with one of those tests.
Right now I get depressed by the feeling that my life is going around in circles, giving me the notion that I never changed, that I keep having the same situations, and the same problems over and over again because of my weaknesses.
But I try to shrug it off.
Sometimes, I have to sit down, stop for a while, close my eyes if I must, and remind myself that I AM changing for the better, insyaAllah…even if for a little bit, even if only an iota…remind me again that in 1 and a half years, I’ll be in Malaysia doing my internship. And later, a good doctor, insyaAllah…but most importantly, a good Muslim.
I just have to be patient, and pray

eh silap!

i made a mistake on the post about the snowman

it's snegovik, not snegurochek...which is a derivative of snegurochka, the russian snowman's female counterpart ;p

yesterday the snowman fell..huhu...well that answers the question on how the snowman would fare in russian winds...and how long his life span would be here.

troubled muslim test??

here's another one

You know your Islam is in trouble when...
...the last thing you learnt about Islam, the Quran,or Jihad was from CNN
...all your conversations with your friends have todo with guys/girls, or movies, or guys/girls inmovies
...you spend more nights at the club duringRamadan than at a Masjid
...you can't remember the last time you askedsomeone a question about something you didn'tunderstand in Islam
...you find time to watch three movies a week butfind yourself too busy to pray Salah regularly
...that Quran translation you were given last 'Eid isstill sitting on the top shelf of your bookrack
...the 'inner voice' you hear when you are incomplete silence sounds surprisingly similar to thelatest hip-hop song you heard
...you don't know any people who you can saySalaams to without feeling embarrassed
...the feeling that God is watching you in all thatyou do is never more than a passing thought
...you are available to receive phone calls at 2 a.m.
...your clothes and hair smell of cigarettes onSunday mornings even though you don't smoke
...knowing something is right or wrong and feelingguilty about it does not effect whether you actuallydo it or not
...you gave hope of ever entering Paradise becauseyou don't feel you deserve it after 'all that I havedone
...when you want something in your life youfantasize about it and say "I wish!"
...you can't figure out why you are never trulyhappy deep in your heart and why nothing good inyour life ever seems to last (why does it alwayshave to end?)
...the happiest day of your life so far was on aChristmas, Valentine, or a dance
...you are loneliest when you are sad or whensomething bad has happened to you (where did allmy friends go?)
...you don't think of the Prophet at least once a day
...when you hear of Muslims dying somewhere inthe world, you consider it part of 'politics' whichyou have nothing to do with
...your 'best friend' is a person of the oppositegender yet not your husband or wife
...you have no motivation to change things in yourlife
...when your faults are pointed out to you, youreply "This is who I am, for better or for worse!"
...listening to the Quran does not make you feelguilty
...you are actually flattered when people on thestreet stare or ask you out
...you friends never object to any of your badhabits or behaviours and vice versa
...you don't care whether you go to heaven or hellsince no one can really be sure about these things
...to you, Islam is just another 'organizedinstitutionalized religion'
...you actually agreed with everything yourphilosophy professor taught in class
...you generally feel crappy and often find yourselftelling people that you consider and justify yoursins as 'a part of who I am'
...you want to travel around the world someday butMakkah is not one of your planned stops
...your parents hate you and have said so to you
...you read the horoscopes yet have neverperformed Salat-ul-Istikharah
...you have never felt like falling down on your faceand crying to Allah
...you look down upon people who are morepracticing than yourself as 'just mullahs and ustaz'
...your past bad experiences with some Muslimsprevent you from getting closer to Islam and otherMuslims

i dont really understand some of it....if it's interesting enough i'll take a look again and add some comments or something.

toilet graffiti

welcome to my boredom, where i am king, or just a wannabee \/(.'')
talk about hypocrisy, today i'm about to do something i said i wouldnt do just a few entries ago (and judging from the dates it wasnt that long ago)
here's one of those articles u might find passed around in your email, friendster, etc.. so what?

.:: Toilet's Graffiti collection ::.

Here I sit, broken-hearted -Paid a penny and only farted.
Every day, 88 InterCity trains leave Birmingham. - but only 5 get back.
I've just lost my virginity. - let me help you look for it.
Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana.

Women like the simple things in life - like men.
Why are men like lavatories ?They're either vacant, engaged, or full of crap.
A women without a man is like a fish without a bicycle. - yeh, but who needs a stationary haddock?
It begins when you sink in his arms. And ends with your arms in his sink
Men only put women on pedestals so they can look up their skirts.
If you can reach this high you should be in the fire brigade. (Above urinal)
Wet Paint. This is not an instruction. (Above urinal)

anything else to add?

Crazee talk

I’m bored
so I’ll be putting my line of thoughts for the day that usually I wont tell(and has nothing to do with anything,anyway)
How would I feel if my children get to see this blog? “what’s this, were you that lazy daddy?” “Err, that time was a tough time for me…[shifty movements]” “then, can I be lazy too?” “err, ask your mommy sweety” :P
Do I write like a girl? Is there a gender specific writing style? If I read it out loud, would my entries sound like a girl’s? I hope not… I’m a male through and through, last time I checked. You know about those retrosexuals and metrosexuals? I’m the kind who cant tell the difference between deodorants and perfume, and I shower in less than 10 mintues :P
If I were to meet someone with a personality exactly like me, with about the same good (:P) looks, living standards, and principles, I wonder if I’d hate my ‘other self’, or like that other ‘me’ more.
Must guys over 20yrs chase after girls? I feel like another buffalo in that stampeding herd heading for the cliff. It’s not just the raging hormones anymore, even peer pressure is terrifyingly, well, actually annoyingly trying to make me and other single guys my age find ‘someone’.
Do I think too much? Am I thinking too much?

Medical joke of the day
Med student: Patient V, 5years, entered the hospital with a toxicoallergic skin reaction….
Immunologist: how many exacerbations did she have in a year?
Med student: about 4 to 5 times
Immunologist: and what was the duration of each exacerbation?
Med student: more than 3 months
Immunologist: hmm??
Med student: err? (oops!)
Immunologist: that might have been possible if you had 25months in a year

A good laugh thanks to “abang C”,hehehe

paintball!!...

....in snow!!

this was a pic from a few days ago

some 5th years + an imported faiz (1st yr) vs the 1st years

it was really fun the weather was just the right temperature for us to have fun in snow - w/out neither sludge(when it's too hot,like a 0) nor inversely the kind of weather when it gets chilly to the bones no matter how thick your winter gear is.

we played for a solid hour before calling it quits (some had to go for an UMNO meeting)

i hope the snow stays a few days more...till i get a chance to try skating at radezh!(only 100rbls per hour,50 per hour or with own skates, murah! murah!) :P

Fun with Mr Снегурочек

(Posing2 "bajet comel" pelajar-pelajar tahun 5 bersama Mr Снегурочек)

Volgograd, 10mlm – seekor ular sawa sepanjang 10meter telah ditemui beku di dalam salju di ulitsa kommunisticheskaya 10. 5 orang kanak2 ribena berusia 23 tahun telah menjumpai ular itu bersama2 sebijik tangan, artifak pyramid yang tak jadik dan topeng muka yang agak…. :P

Not only that, we had loads of fun making the classic snegurochik (mr snowman), burying me in snow, making the biggest snowballs we’ve ever made, and other afore-mentioned objects… our goal was making the snowman – something we wanted to do since our 1st year. Before this we’ve played snowball fights, a sort-of rugby ball game in 1st year, and I ski-ed once, so now I can say I’ve played almost every imaginable snow game I've always wanted to play (except skating which was cancelled a few days ago. Maybe I’ll get a chance later)
Ritual misteri yang berlangsung di depan rumah
We also met a nice neighbor who was very fluent in English with a British accent. She was nice and amusing and we chatted for a while and found out a few stuff from the history of our house (almost everyone was a relative of the KGB member- she was a daughter of a KGB member), to the difference between a snegurochek and a snegurochka (snowwoman) (the snowman has 2 carrots :P)

Well, the holiday’s gonna end soon…
Tomorrow we already made plans to play paintball games with the 1st years (in snow- that’s a first)!!