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TOTAL ARGHNESS!

succubus

memory can kill

morning! :)

just woke up from 5 hours of undisturbed sleep after staying awake for more than 24 hours since i woke up the day before the exam (yesterday's yesterday)! but still my eyes are heavy and i think it will close any moment right now.

so officially, i am done with all my practical yesterday's afternoon.

subject: pharmacology.

alhamdulillah, the exam was good IMO. there were two part of the exams. the first part was the 40 MCQs that you needed to answer on the computer and you would get your score straight away when you click that evil submission button.

i never like this new computer system to be honest.

you see, our exams consist of more than one part which will usually comes right after one another. so having to know your marks right away is never a good thing. if you score well, then good for you. but if you didn't, it might bug your mind when you were completing the other part of the exam. and also, when you do it on the computer, you can't really take a long time to think. and you don't even have the chance to scribble anything (ie, notes, diagrams, charts) that might make you recall what you have read and study for the exams.

one of us actually pointed that out to the doctors last time, asking whether they can provide us with papers during the computer MCQs exam but the doctor said "that's the point of the exam. we want to train you to think fast. if you are working in a hospital, you won't have that much time to think for a decision on a patient. you need to be quick and this is a practice for all of you here."

oh well, i guess that doctor has a point.

sorry i digress. where was i again?

oh yeah. the part 1 of the practical exam.

well, i scored quite good on the MCQ and i am happy with my marks! it really pays off well, not sleeping the whole night until the exam. i was sleepy seriously. but when i tried to close my eyes, something would come up in my mind ie, a drug's name which i couldn't recall from which chapter or what's its function etc etc and i just had to get out from the bed and check my notes. and one thing led to another, when i looked at the time it was already almost dawn.

so i thought of catching some winks after the morning prayer's but no. another question and another topics kept coming to mind and yeah, the rest is history wtf.

so enough about part 1. just a piece of cake.

but part 2 is just... UTTER HORROR.

T________________T

who would have guessed that very graph will come up. "2e-9" my foot!!!

(ha ha i am getting more annoying by days, incorporating too many medical terms into my talks/ writings i know! but a medical student gotta do what a medical student gotta do wtf)

i tried recalling what i did during the section for this particular graph but nothing came to mind FML. i tried plotting the graph by "try and error" to see whether the plotted dots would look weird or would make well... a line. and god knows how many times i had to erase the graph paper clean again wtf. because instead of a straight curve i drew... i didn't even know what i was drawing wtf.

and the questions for the graph. OOOOH THE QUESTIONS FOR THE PLOTTED GRAPH. DON'T LET ME START ON THAT ONE.

*anger anger anger*

*nose flaring*

but whatever laaa. lets put the past behind lah. whatever happened in the pharmacology lab stays in the pharmacology lab. so lets just keep our finger crossed on that. maybe the doctor would turn one blind eye (or is it one eye blind? wtf) when marking my paper or skip over the mistakes i had done. nyeh nyeh nyeh wtf.

so after the exam i decided to head to citystars alone for a movie or nice lunch maybe. and guess who i bumped into in the cinema!!! well, actually not bumped into but more like acknowledging the presence there cewah. jeng jeng jenggggg! so yeah from there, i decided to join them for lunch + dinner after the movie and hanged out a little bit chatting at starbucks afterwards.

but seriously dude, stop stalking me can? sampai ke cinema nak ikut stalking eh? haha! :P

watched nightmare on the elm street and it was a good horror movie. albeit it didn't scare me that much. i just jumped a little at few scenes! an egyptian girl who sat nearby to me actually jumped and hugged her friend when the movie ended hahahahaha. and despite the movie telling you not to fall asleep, i still managed to get some sleep just now and without any nightmares or dream. *berlagak*

but the song from that bloody movie. ohhh the song from that bloody movie.

OH GOD. i am never going to listen to the everly brothers' dream song the same way again FML.

eleh tipu je. i am actually playing that song right now.

dreammmm~~~~

dream dream dreammm

when i want youu

in my arm when i want youuu

and all your charmmmm

whenever i want you

all i have to do is dreammm

i can make you mineee

taste your lips of wineee

fuck. now i am scared. (tipu je)

kthnxbai.

xoxo wtf.

p.s. the title is taken from a line in the movie. i just like that line. :)

self muse

[via twitter]

3 minutes ago via web

- i really really need to do something about my growing tummy. :-/

half a minute ago via web

- no. it's not a typo of growling. i really mean GROWING. membesar. mitosis. geddit?

less than 5 seconds ago via web

- i mean expanding tummy. yes, that's the word. EXPANDING.

oh there's no need to compliment me.

i know i am witty.

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p.s. tomorrow is the last practical exam for me on pharmacology before our one month stint of study leave. whoever that is reading this, do wish me luck! :)

ops! i did it again

yes! i blinged my new phone again!!!!111wanwanwan

this time with better result (i swear!) because i have learnt well from my past mistakes (last time i accidentally glued the cover and couldn't preached it open FML) but this time the cover is removable! and also because this time i actually took the effort to glue the crystal one by one using proper epoxy glue.

waste of time? maybe. but it does pay off really well. :)

i know some of you will think it kinda look messy and too colorful but this is what i am going for this time. something unexpected because i have learnt life can be unexpected at times, so why bother planning it? no more having those neat and crystals in rows design for i am a changed person wtf.

and also i chose mermaid-ish colours instead of having boring two colour combos only! light blue, white, rose pink and dark pink with a little bit of black here and there. also in between those crytals i also put in this little plastic flowers which i actually prilled off from some hair clips i bought earlier for this blinging project. although it is not that obvious once you see it because the color is similar to the crystals as well. but the main reason of me putting the "flowers" there is because i need to create this "optical illusion" of having crystal in many sizes and shapes to complete the messy look.

whatever works for me and seems like the hair clips is the best (and not to mention, the cheapest as well) option at that time.

i must say i am getting better at blinging the gadgets. maybe i should consider a career path out of it.

you know, if medicine doesn't work out for me.

p.s. now now. don't panic, mom. i am only joking with the last line. ;p

help! i am sinkinggggg..

HAHAHAHAHA SUCH A SMART KID WITH GOOD REASONING SKILLZ

epic line from the vid. "help! i am sinkingggg" HAHAHAHAHAHAH!

more hilarious kids fail here. my second fave is the math 911 call and also the one who got stucked in the arcade machine. LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL!

happy belated 21st aljazeela!

here's pictures gallore on kak mek mek yaa's 21st belated birthday celebration at citystars right after we were done with parasitology practical exam:

#1 kesengalan has been redefined. new style for the summer: hanging elmo on your specs wtf, cejjo. wtf.


#2 two schoolgirls were spotted skipping class in their "school uniforms" watching narnia at compume. aloh aloh tomeynyer ader elmo!


#3 dedikasi untuk pemuja si jaket merah. HAHA! dah dapat semangat nak studi untuk exam ke bai?


#4 H&M just loves to copy my look. i just knew it. hmph.

(btw, that is The Dress. the one i bought for 49LE last winter which i claimed as an investment since right now it is priced at 169LE.)

(i know i am one genius shopper HAH!)



#5 hey birthday girl, are you feeling bored?


#6 passion currently comes in beautiful colors and cheap prices. *angels start to sing from heaven wtf*



#7 the said schoolgirls mentioned earlier.



#8 yours truly, khai, cejjo and the birthday girl.


#9 no, the shoes are not in two different colours. and yes, your eyes are playing tricks on you.

time to get them check. heh.

alkisah tentang peperiksaan amali parasitology pagi tadi

hari ini exam praktikal parasitology.
kena kenal cacing, ulat, segala macam lalat dan kutu.
comel-comel sekali semua.
sampai rasa macam nak pijak pijak seekor seekor.

ada satu slide tu.
aku tahu benda tu kutu.
sekilas pandang memang dah tau nama dia.

confirm 120%.

muka macam ala ala bangga sikit sebab terer kan?
tapi bila sampai part nak tulis jantina.

erk.

terkeliru sekejap.
fikir fikir.
tengok balik slide bawah mikroskop.

erk.

"haih, mu ni tino ko jate?"

sedar sedar doctor dah sebut "NEXTTTTT"

gelabah.

cepat-cepat bergerak ke slide seterusnya.

sambil tu tangan lincah terus main tulis je

"male".
sebab tengok dia macam hensem. dan gagah.
macam je lah.

jalan jalan, "next next next next"

tengok tengok dah habis 20 soalan.
bersiap siap kemas-kemas beg sambil tanya kawan dekat sebelah.

"wei tadi tu kutu hok ctenocephalus tu jate ko tino?"
"mana bole jate wei. kutu tu takdo hok benda yang jate selalu ado tu"

wtf.

tiba-tiba aku rasa sangat simpati dengan kutu tu.

p.s. entri bahasa tersekat sekat lagi? sebab malas mahu taip ayat "proper". HAHA!

paraSHITology.

[on yahoo messenger]

Ain Saliman: para da belajar apa
pinksterz is me: semua
pinksterz is me: semua dah abes
pinksterz is me: tunggu final je T_T
Ain Saliman: berapa binatang?
pinksterz is me: ...
pinksterz is me: ada satu je binatang
pinksterz is me: yg lainn serangga dengan protozoa
Ain Saliman: kurang ajar! hahahahaha
pinksterz is me: betullahhh
pinksterz is me: cacing only whattttt

kesengalan di malam hari semalam ketika jiwa tengah kritikal nak duduki peperiksaan. tapi betul apa. memang belajar cacing je kalau binatang. haha!

oh esok musim final dengan rasminya dimulakan dengan exam praktikal pertama.

subjek: parasitology.

kena intai intai kenal cacing sehabis habis dan segala makhluk.

ada yang halus halus.

ada yang comel comel.

ada yang bulat bulat.

ada yang bulu satu.

ada yang bulu banyakkkkkk.

lepas tu kena juga kenal saudara mara yang lain.

sang nyamuk

tak dilupakan, cik lalat.

haih.

okay kenapa tulis putus putus?

sebab sekarang otak tak betul sangat.

tepu.

mengejar mengukang segala benda.

cacing cacing cacing.

lalat.

nyamuk.

malaria.

baygon.

gammexane.

argh!

gulp. *telan air liur*

baiklah, tolong semua yang membaca ini saya cuma pinta satu sahaja:

doakan kejayaan saya.

tak dilupakan juga 48 rakan 3 kenanga yang lain dalam peperiksaan kali ini.

boleh?

alah, korang semua kan sweet cecehhh.

ayuh sambung studi.

nota untuk diri sendiri:

cacing tu gerard butler.

protozoa tu jim sturgess.

entomology tu abang melayu berbaju hijau yang hensem gila dekat starbucks semalam.

itu cara saya nak bagi semangat studi itu datang.

ah, memang bimbotik saya tahu.

that little cup with the brown liquid of style

"hello ma'am, welcome to starbucks," as usual i was greeted with that bright smile from the barista.

"hi, can you please get me one mango passion fruit," i returned the smile. cairo was indeed warm this afternoon.

"i am very sorry ma'am. we have ran out of mango passion fruit," she gave me another smile. an apologetic one.

"oh i see. okay, what about raspberry blackcurrant then?"

"sorry ma'am. that is also unavailable right now."

"..." my dream of enjoying the afternoon having cool frappucino was crushed.

"may i suggest you to try this one ma'am," she pointed to a random drink shown on the menu at the counter.

"err.. actually i don't take coffee," i told her and as expected she looked a little taken aback with my words.

"this one is cream based, ma'am. no coffee," she flashed another charming smile. another thought occured to me,"do all barista have to go through some sort of courses on how to smile? they all smile the same way, flashing all your teeth, it's very sunshine-y today kind of smile hmmm."

"oh ditto dairy product containing drinks."

" -__-" " (okay actually, she was stumped but i swear her face looked like that!)

"nevermind then, i will just have the bottled juice."

"sure. ma'am."

the abovewas the conversation that took place this afternoon in one starbucks branch (lokasi rahsia because i am mengada liddat wtf). that was not the first time i got the bewildered response from the barista there especially those who weren't familiar with my face yet. in fact, i am so used to their questioning look whenever i took the juices from the shelf instead of ordering say... java chip frappucino?

and as it is the final exam season, my visits there has increased exponentially. from once per month, now it is almost thrice per week. i have been spending time there too often to study for the upcoming exams during the evening that two of their night shift workers has recognised my face.

anyway..

some of you have been asking me the same question again and again and yours truly is getting tired of answering the same question again and again : "why i don't/ never take any coffee?"

so here's the answer.

let me bring you back to the year of 1995, when i was still the innocent little girl of 7 years old with that gullible mind. i was just starting my primary 1 back in kota kinabalu, sabah. there and then, i was neither a coffee lover nor a coffee hater. my feeling was neutral towards this beverage.

it was in the classroom of 1 biru i had the chances to make friend with a boy who was then became my deskmate as well, eric chong. little did i know, meeting this fellow would actually changed my perception towards coffee for... ever.

it was one fine day, during the morning recess, when we were playing hopscotch outside at the school field when another girl friend of us (i couldn't recall her name but i remembered she being a tiny girl with curly hair) brought out her tumbler and it contained dark colored liquid.

"oh you brought coffee!" i squealed.

"you want some?" she offered.

and here's another weird quirky habit of mine. i can't share my drinks/ food with others using the same containers/ culinaries for some unknown reasons. plates are fine. but not cups and spoons and forks. but that's another story for another day, perharps.

but before i could politely refused her, eric cut in.

"hey you know, drinking coffee can make your head becomes hard."

"what?! really?!" was my response to him

"ridiculous," she answered at the same time and non chalantly drank from her tumbler.

i remembered staring at her for like 3 minutes waiting for something to happen haha. i don't know what was i expecting! maybe some sort of seizure or maybe her head harden and became stone wtf.

apparently, his words were drilled into my gullible mind (at that time). and unfortunately, even though today i knew that was nothing but a mitos, still i couldn't bring myself to consume any coffee. be it latte. or cappucino. or espresso.

tell me how coffee is an "atas" drinks.

tell me how coffee is the new definition of style.

tell me how the aroma is so nice.

whatever.

i don't care.

because i just don't do coffee.

p.s. i am fine with tea though. only and if only it contains sugar. no milk, thank you very much. perharps i more of an english lady inside nyeh nyeh nyeh.

unpost draft #002

disclaimer:

this is another unpost draft i have been having in my dashboard since last march. 13 march to be exact. i have decided to publish it today just because i think i should. and secondly, because i am done being nice. not to mention, because this is my blog yawwww.

so yeah, whatever being written here might not be true due to the current situation. and also this post is a jumbled up situations of three different persons. someone can say "surprise! surprise!" now because my life consists of more than one person.

(apparently, i have this unspoken law saying that need to make this stupid disclaimer telling everyone that i am not talking about one person since my blog is senitive to some people ahem)

last but not least, it was only applicable back in march. mind you.

enjoy!

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we are all judges. we judge people. stop saying the cliche phrase "don't judge me!" because you are actually judging the person who is judging you as well.

either you realise it or not, we do judge.

the only difference is.. either we think or not before we voice out our judgement(s). because sometimes it's better to keep some things to yourself instead of telling the world. there is something called Feeling. and Hurt. and Norms. and Social Ethics. and Friends. and Heart.

so please, do think twice or maybe even thrice before you speak. i might appear as someone who doesn't give a hoot on what you think, but deep inside you hurt me. and you know that.

i guess, today i am just tired of how the world revolves. i guess today, i am just really tired of dealing with you and your stupid emotional baggage. i guess today, i am not going to listen to all your stupid whinings.

and i guess today, we stop being friends. because i am tired being the one trying to mend the bridge in between us. i am tired being the one who iniatiates the hello in our online conversations. i know you gave up on us a long time ago (as friends) but i didn't. maybe i appear to others as if i don't care but deep inside i really do. i am just that good at masking all my feelings and put on another layer of mask until no one can remember how i look like.

sometimes i wonder, for fucks sake why do i care so much? oh yes for a stupid reason called friendship.

here's a confession.

i miss you. really i do. i tried doing everything to make things normal. i never gave up on us ever (again, as friends). i never did. for i care for you and i consider you are one of the few that understand me well.

but today i give in.

you win.

take all the prizes and you can fuck off from my life, stat.

you are just so immature and inconsiderate and maybe i ain't good enough to be considered as one so kini kau katakan hai hai ku katakan bye bye wtf.

- march 13, 12.48pm

p.s.

related:

unpost draft #001

i am fine, thank you.

sometimes

you can't have everything that you want in life.

sometimes

the world does not only revolves around you and only you.

other people do have this thing that is known as Life you know?

sometimes

it's better to keep things to ourselves.

sometimes

we can't dwell too deep in sadness

for a very long time

sometimes

we need to decide earlier than say, march.

sometimes

we need to take action faster before it's too late like say.. last night.

sometimes

what goes around comes around.

it's called karma, bitch.

sometimes

people should stop trying to figure who i am talking in my post!

sometimes

i'm amazed at my own self for being able to cope with such things

all on my own.

oh well, after all my real name has the word "wira" in it.

no surprises.

:)

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witty lines from my witty mind for the day:

i am checking the dictionary and i think it needs to be updated with new term.

cause your name is the new definition of selfish!

aku tak peduli

Tuhan tahu.

aku tahu.

cukup.

#23 she...

...wants to be wonderwoman in every aspect of her life.

be strong, baby.

be strong.

:)

+6012xxx0721

yesterday evening i smsed a friend of mine back in malaysia and i was kinda worried until like 5 minutes ago.

and that's because 5 minutes ago, he replied asking me "sp ni?" which basically means "who is this?" in case you don't understand malay abbreviation for sms wtf.

[sms]

"oi ni kan number vodafone pink!" (oi this is pink's vodafone number!)

"pink mne lak ni? ni sp?" (pink who? who is this??)

that was when i detected something was wrong so i rechecked the number again in my other phone and turned out yes, i got the last number wrong. fml. why does this always happens to me? T__T fml again.

being a Nice Person™ i decided to apologize to him nicely.

"omg. sori! i just checked the number again n found out i got the last number wrong. sori yeah. :)"

and right after that the number called me wtf. turned out he was a guy.

[call]

"sape ni?"

"oh sorry wrong number tadi. sorry sangat!" (over my dead body i am going to tell you my name)

"mana ni?"

"oh this is not in malaysia so yeah.."

"oh okay"

and he hung up. i guess that was because he just found out he just made an international call. hahahaha.

but no. that's not the end of this story. another sms came in and it was from him again.

[sms]

"bnyk la.. nk speaking knon.. mcm xnah mkn sambal belacan.."

"whats ur prob? :\ i dah ckp sori kan wrong number tadi?"

"nothing..i don't have any prob with u... so?"

"so tak payah nak bajet psl language. pegi tido. esok nanti takleh bgn subuh. bye"

and then i thought that would be the "pinksterz, for the win" end of our sms bantering for the evening. but again i was wrong. another sms came in wtf.

"i xbajet pape pun cz i ask u in malay.. u r malay right? n jgn nak ckp sal subuh or waktu len cz i tahu nak tunaikan tanggungjwb i sbg muslim.."

"xmesti a chinese girl kenot type sms in malay. or a malay kenot speak fluent english. pandai2 je u assumed im a malay yg speaking. pfffttt! n pls dun emo sgt psl subuh tu unless u terasalah. haha!"

"but u still can speak in malay right? actually i bengang.. this is my fathers no.. die ckp i slalu gune no dia wt cntc org n mrh2 i.. 2 yg i bengang 2.. pape pun sory ek.."

"ok apa2 lah cik abang melayu haha. peace!"

"ok nice sms with u. btw. i xmarah cz subuh 2"

thanks ye abang +6012xxx0721.

sebab awak saya free free dapat blogging material. ngehehehe.

p.s. didn't i tell you that my blogging ideas will come Mencurah-curah Ibarat Coklat di Ladang Gandum™ during exam? :P

crocs

no, i haven't turned into one of those crocs evangelist people. the crocs i am referring to in the title is this:

the late steve irwin's story as told by his wife. the above is my latest addition to my book wishlist.

spotted it in virgin the other day. i opened a random page and gave it a quick reading and boy, i was hooked. but since it is the final season plus my scholar hasn't been banked in yet (mara oh mara!) so i decided against buying it.

i know. i did surprise myself too by having such strong will power wtf. usually i would succumbed to my inner shopping evil twin talk.

me: i really want to get this book!

evil twin: ohh get it! get it!

me: but i need to spare some money for blablabla

evil twin: what if someone snatched it before you get your hand on a copy?

me: oh shit there are only three copies left!

evil twin: told ya. get it! get it!

me: but

evil twin: you know you want to nyehehehheehe <-- evil laugh wtf

me: i do! i do!

evil twin: so just get itttttttttttttttt muahahaha

me: *cradling the book lovingly*

evil twin: look at how the book looks sooo lovely in your hand!

me: i know. it makes my eyes look bigger! it compliments my dress as well! sigh. such beauty is destined to with me!

evil me: i knowww. just grab one and go pay for it. if you don't you will regret it in 12 more hours!

me: oh well. i have to wait for my scholar money first i guess. *puts back book into the shelf*

evil twin: NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! *melts into sticky puddle on the floor*

but i guess i am regretting it now. fml. -_-"

p.s. oh mama, i wanna go surfing shopping!