Procrastinators, Unite! Tomorrow.....

Hi guys. How are you? Wherever you are, hope it is a wonderful day out there.

Anway, today is Friday, and tomorrow is my IELTS exam day !!! I'm so freaked out...!!!

 And it didn't help that for the past month I haven't been doing much to rectify the problem. Which brings to the next question: Why didn't I? Which brings us to ..

            "the procrastination theory"


I have always been a firm believer that when you procrastinate to do something, there must be a reason behind it. Usually, its because, you-don't-want-to-do-it, but-you-have-to-do-it. (d-oh!) Yeah, but why?

Five years ago, I had a major procrastination going on.

It was when I was doing my A-Levels. I was good at my subjects, have super wonderful friends, the upmost amazing teachers, but one day I just felt that something was off.  Just off. Interest just flew out of the window. I felt like I want to deliberately fail my A Levels.

Its strange. It baffles me. Then it dawned on me that I didn't want to go to India. Not because I'm scared, just because I didn't want to. U get the point right?

So here I am again, procrastinating again, in fact has been procrastinating for the past month. I think it has to do with the probability of me passing the requirement. If I fail to meet the requirement, I'd happily happily go back to Malaysia ! On the contrary, if I pass, The Queen Elizabeth Hospital will give me a job. The job offer will arrive at my doorstep. And I'd get a major headache.

And some of you might be saying: If you don't want to work there, then why are you taking the test? Well, this smartypants didn't know what she wanted a month ago. And since this smartypants can't get her money  back, she might as well sit for the exam.

Anyway, lets not think about the big grey cloud behind all the conspiracy going on in this world. Lets just shoo it outside, bring the sunshine in, and take a big canvas paper, and write :

Dear Irma, you are taking this test just because. That is all. Nothing more. 


Hopefully I will able to get something done tomorrow. Please pray for me.
And make my husband's AUD330 worth it.
Gosh.

Wishing my life away...

Good morning! Its such a wonderful day here in Adelaide. The sun is shining, the birds are chirping, the flowers are blooming, and I'm still under the covers, enjoying my day off !

Well, well. I have a confession to make. I didn't really suddenly woke up one day missing my blog. Ha- ha. The main reason that I re-started my blog is that I have an English test due in a few days, and I need some real practice. Yes. An english test. The pain in the arse test.

Anyway, lets get it over with. Have you ever had a wish?

Things you want to do, places you want to visit, or simply a house to call home?

I do. I have a wish. Since its just a wish, lets just enjoy! 

I wish right now, I am sitting in a beach in Kuantan. It is a beautiful Friday afternoon and the sun is just setting. I have an icecream in my hand, and holding my husband's hand in the other. There are children playing at the edges of the water,one of the boys is digging a small moat for his sandcastle, and his sister just threw some really big chunks of sand on his back. And he chased her, giggling. After finishing my icecream, we both get back into our own bicycles. (Yes! I would love to have 1!) My bicycle has white wheels, and a white frame, with pink handles. My husband's bike is more of a racer bike, black in colour.

Since there wasn't much of a traffic in Kuantan (that's why we moved here!), we arrived home safely in just 10 minutes. Our house is a small double storey house, not too big and not to small, with a short grey gate. My cat comes up to me and meows as she is hungry. Being a beautiful white-with-grey-spots shorthair cat that she is, I can never say no to  her.

After completing our Maghrib prayers together, we ate dinner at home. Afif made steak and we had cream caramel for desserts. We cleaned the kitchen together completely since we have quite a full weekend ahead of us! - We are going to Redang Island!

image credit here

Okay. I cant imagine anymore since I've never been to any island in the world besides Langkawi. (Singapore, Borneo, and Australia not counted, huge islands they are). How did I go? Was it a good wish? 

Do you have a wish? :)

Hi from an old friend - a serious post

It has been a long time since I have written anything on this  blog. If this blog was a living thing, I would have gone to jail for negligence!

Anyway, during that long long time, I had fallen deeply in love, gotten myself engaged to a wonderful man, and has gotten married. By the time that I am writing this post, I am only 2 months away from graduating. Graduating to become a doctor. I am so not ready, because the next step, is WORK.

Thanks for the choice Monash Uni, but you just made my life superbly complicated. My husband is working in The Queen Eliz hospital in Adelaide, South Australia. And for the cumulative five months I've been here, I don't feel like working in Australia.

Despite the 8 to 5 (8 to 9pm oncall) hours - which is considered as a luxury in Malaysia;  despite the professionalism - I won't be scolded like a slave and a dumbass; despite the beautiful scenery, despite the lovely people and their thank-yous, and their sorrys, and their good manners, and their driving courtesy...and alas, despite the lovely, irresistable, rain-like money i'll be getting every month if I work here ie RM12 K a month....

I dont want to work here.

Friends and housemen (doktor pelatih) all around Malaysia who is reading this is probably imagining of slapping, slamming, and drilling a hole into my head to find out what is wrong with me. Half of them is cursing me. For guys who dont know why, working as a junior doctor in Malaysia is worse than a slave.

For all it's worth, I have pretty valid reasons. At least, for me.

• No work satisfaction - this, you gotta ask my husband, Afif.
• Learning curve - almost stagnant. When you are an intern (houseman) you are essentially a clerk.
• Difficult to get in most Specialities  eg Surgery -no way youre gonna get it.  (Australian citizens first!! blergh. )
• I dont like to be looked as a terrorist just because I am a muslim wearing tudung. The TV was too much during the anniversary of Sept 11..Questions like : would you sit beside a muslim on an airplane? wth man.
• No azan here. Makes a big difference yo. Azan kat computer tak sama.
• I dont want to come back after two years and my friends are all super terror MOs.
• I hate the weather.

And, mainly because,

I miss my family. I miss my friends. I miss everything about Malaysia, good and bad. So does my husband.

And we dont want to miss a thing. We dont want to come back on funerals. My dad is 68 years old this year. I want to spend time with him. So is my husband's grandparents, they are not quite in the pink of heath lately.  I mean, what is the point of having lots of money, abundance of free time if you can't share it with your loved ones?

Seriously man, money is not everything. Once I came across a quote saying those who said money cant buy you love obviously do not know the right shops, and I thought it was true and funny. No longer funny babe.

Money do not buy you love. And neither does it buy you happiness.

Nora, Limah and Me

It has been 11 weeks since the first time I entered a psychiatric ward. Well, this conversation took place the day before yesterday, 6.00 pm.

Limah : Doctoooorrrr da lama dr tak datang

Me: Ye . ye. Pergi tido la yer. Nak buat keje ni. *copies Limah's medication for psych report*

Nora: Eh. Tak pernah nampak doctor.

Me: Bukan doctor la. Tahun 4, pelajar. Kamu baru masuk. memang la tak penah nampak.

*Limah hugs my legs* Limah : doctor, saya rindu la kat doctor.

Nora : Dia ade hati tu. Tak sedar diri gigi rongak. Hahaha.

Limah: laughs too. *Exposed her breasts to me and to the nurses who are busy writing beside me*

*Nora laughs at limah's boobies and said limah's are like her mothers. Showed her and brags"

Me: *Gosh." Eh kamu ni asal ada cukup la. Tak payah tunjuk2. Cube kalau kamu ade satu, kat tengah tengah.

Nora and Limah: Laugh their asses off.

A chinese lady comes up to us and said: Doctor, saya selalu sembahyang bila waktu azan masuk.

Me: Kamu cina kan? Kamu agama apa?

Chinese lady: Buddha. Tapi saya semahyang pada Allah bila masuk waktu semayang.

Me: Kamu sudah masuk islam ke?

Chinese lady: Saya sudah masuk ikut hati

Me: OH.

Nora and Limah: *Both laughing their asses off sambil hentak2 lantai* : "Hakk hakk hakk mana boleh masuk islam ikut hati..gilaaa...hahahaha"

O.O

Secrets

She wont tell you even if youre deaf
Shes a secret by herself
Not dark but little secrets
Of herself that she likes to keep

Keeping them gives her space
Beyond your GPS map
And you will never be able to reach her

But her face is like a book
Readable page by page
And if you properly look
You'll find a loop
Into her cage
And free her
From her secrets

Creepy Stalker

Dear Diary,

i think one of the guards of my condo has a crush on me. Seriously! Im not kidding. Everytime I drive thru the gate he will ask me to open the window and talk to me, asking where Ive been since he havent been seeing me for quite sometime:
" Im studying , in Johor. Im having my holidays now for 3 weeks"

And if he cant seem to stop me at the gate, he'll come to the parking spot and talk to me. Talk about creepy. This happens everyday.

Today he asked me, so youre going back tomorrow? I said yes.
"Please dont go to Johor. You just study here lah..cant you just study here?"
me : er...

Packing

chee....im supposed to be packing

12.30 pm
eheh...tak abis lagi packing...(beg tak muat....) uh oo....

*sambung packing*