Sultan Pahang's Birthday + weekend + Deepavali = Cuti~

Today I'm in the mood to tell the world about my weekend. I might go rojak ayam all the way and mind you it might get a little personal. Haha. No way.

Kisah bermule, Khamis 23rd October.
Hm. The bus was at 8. Ari isnin lagi dah btau zub2 nak mintak tolong anta gi terminal. At 7.30 tunggu2 xdtg pn zub2 nih. Teha made the decision to call him and yes he forgot and he was at the megamall. We freaked out. Kami pn decide utk cari org len utk anta. Nasib ade Jibah tapi time tu hujan sgt lebat so die xle drive. Hmm. Mintak Fafafia bwk kan kete n die lum solat lak. Aish. 7.40pm. Nak wat cane suh je lah die solat dulu and die anta ktorng. Fafa bwk sgt laju n sempat~ 7.58pm kot sampai. Tapi bas gerak lambat gak.


Huu. The whole class was shocked with Ipin's announcement to get married this December. The whole class cheered. He was the first, it was like a splat in the face. We are adult. Haha. Oh, I told my mum about it. She was shocked too. Talking by experience she's always against early marriage and especially when the girl is older. Tapi setiap kali pn she would ends up saying "ala, tapi ramai je yg kekal kan" I thought that was it. Suddenly she hit me with a question. "Kalau tetibe ade org ajak ira kawin, ira nak x?" I was like whatthefish? but all I can do was chuckled n sengih mcm kerang busuk. Never really thought about it. Yeke?


Friday, 24th October.
The day start a little late. Ye lah tunggu the stupid Toshiba guy to repair our stupid new fridge. Kate kul 2, kul 4 baru sampai. My brother and I were planning to go out that day. Jadi sgt lambat la kua ny. Tapi xkire nak kua gak. Tapi bile kua with my brother kene lah wat the usual routine KLCC-Pavilion-BB/Sg.Wang. Jalan kaki macam ape. "Kakak, oki nak cari topi lah kat pavilion, pastu nak cari kemeja lah kat BB." Songeh sgt banyak mamat tuh. Shops like a girl. Oh, he bought a cap and I bought a bag <3 at Pull and Bear.


Movie at 8pm. Eagle Eye. The story was a little slow at the beginning and has a lame intro. The usual crap Muslim as terrorist. But suddenly the pace changed - warp speed. "Jerry Shaw, you're activated" said the voice over the phone. It's about a guy and a lady who were forced to do things and they received orders mostly from phone calls made by 'someone' who can see them every where they go. But I think most of it are kinda cliche, sappy ending but worth watching. Oh, before the movie. Hampir ketemu tapi tak kesampaian. Haha. Got home around 11pm. Ibu pun dah tdo nasib xkene marah


Saturday, 25th October.
It's a one heck of a historical day. It was the day I cooked my first dish. Haha. My mum wasn't around dan ade perut yg perlu di isi jadi ibu pn suruh masak lah. Hmm. Baiklah. So, with the music on, tears running down (damn onions!) and a lot of faith. I cooked. Huu. My sister kate sedap. Haha. Oh, but one thing I learned jgn msg2 time masak. Nanti terhangus. Ah. Sket je.


Kemudian baru kuar umah~ First stop, SKM's open house. Hah. Lambat. Sume kwn2 dah balik. Tapi nasib ade makan lagi. Huu. Nice host. Next, Alamanda. Hm. we were hoping for a live band tapi xde pon. So, jalan2 round the mall few laps. Then sume pn dah bising suh balik. Kne lah balik. Ingat terus balik. Tapi disuruh gi another open house but this one was totally different and a very embarrassing one indeed. Yeah. Sangat2. Friendly folks though we were sending a wrong message to the family. Then got home has to endure my mum's interrogation. But love the spontaneity of the day, funny.


Sunday, 26th October.
Nothing really happen. Another open house. But I got my full dose of Yaya. Dapat cite2. Huu. Best.


Today, 27th October.
Here am I writing this in the middle of the night. Nak balik dah~~ wah. xmo. Oyasumi~!

First born rules!

I have a theory. That came from my sheer observation since my childhood and all my subjects revolve from my family. The theory is about the differences between the first and second born.

It only applies when:
-Both of them have the same gender.
-Their age gap usually less than 3 years.

Okay, from what I observe the first child seems to be more active, naughtier, smarter but less successful in life because they tend to be more carefree. Oh, less successful doesn't mean they are some kind of pathetic loser but just in comparison with the second child.

The second child seems to be more tense, well disciplined and they work harder so they tend to have a proper or better life.

But. I have no idea why they are like that or maybe it's just me trying to say what I want to believe.

Annddd... Guess what? Guess what?

There's actually this thing called Second Child Syndrome. Yeah. However, it doesn't really relates with my so-called theory but it somehow describes the parenting difference that the second child usually received.

Your first child was the over-protected experiment…but she also got your undivided attention, a full schedule of playdates and ‘educational outings,’ and frame-by-frame video and photography documentation of every big first – at least until her sister was born.

Enter the second child. You may recognize her by her gently-worn wardrobe, smaller bedroom, and nearly empty baby book. She has committed the entire Nick Jr. afternoon programming schedule to memory, and knows the best way to get mom’s attention is to make noise – and a lot of it. Fighting with her older sibling is her favorite pastime. But she’s also amazingly self-sufficient, and full of wonderful surprises.

Oh well, there goes my another falsampah. haha. ape ape jelah.

Hmm. I wonder why is it every time I work harder it gets harder. I felt like a complete idiot just now during PBL. Even though the night before I've read so much. So much compared to before this lah. It seems to be much easier when I didn't bother to try. Maybe that's why I always consider myself to be allergic or sensitive to hard work because my brain seems to work much better with less info in it and gets full blown anaphylactic shock when I tried put more info in it than it could ever consume. Definitely bullshit~ :D

Talk to the (left) hand.

I'm a lefty and proud of it. But I don't even know why. Maybe because there are only handful of them out there. 7% - 10% of the population and it is more common in female. But, it is also common in people with neurological disorder like autism and mental retardation and normal left-handers tend to be schizophrenic, alcoholic, delinquent, dyslexic, and have Crohn's disease and ulcerative colitis, as well as mental disabilities.(Now it's getting depressing, damn those researches. Huh)

Quite a few of the articles I found was saying left handed people are better fighters because people don't aspect a left hook and so they tend to be criminals or a delinquent. Some even list out names of left handed criminals and believe it Osama Bin Laden is one of them.

While I was browsing for more articles about left handedness, I found this questionnaires that has 80 questions about Multiple Intelligence Inventory and of course I did answered it because one of the earliest questions asked whether I'm right or left handed. The results tell me about 8 areas of learning with a percentage on it. It seems that I am a loser in every aspects. My highest score was 36% on maths and body/kinesthetic?

Okay, back on left handedness.

Let's talk about the greatness of left handed people.
"left-handed people as a group have historically produced an above-average quota of high achievers."
"left-handedness also govern development of the language centers of the brain."
"left-handed could produce a corresponding intellectual advance and a leap in the number of mathematical, sporting, or artistic geniuses."
"study found that left-handed men are 15 percent richer than right-handed men for those who attended college, and 26 percent richer if they graduated. The wage difference is still unexplainable and does not appear to apply to women" Well, that one I don't really like.

There are many famous left handers too. Well I know there are zillions of other famous right handed out there but given that we are minority and many of us are famous is actually quite impressive. Here are some names that doesn't need any introduction:
Leonardo da Vincci, Michealangelo, Tom Cruise, Angelina Jolie, Kurt Kobain, Paul McCartney, Maradona, and Valentino Rossi.

Some said left handedness is inherited. A friend of mine said it always skip a generation like if your father is left handed, you and your siblings won't be one but your children will. I don't know but it is totally true in my case.

Oh. Others also said left handers tend to be clumsy. Lol. Tell me about it. But that's not true, it is actually because most things around us are meant for right handers (like scissors and those desks and chairs that are joined together)and we the left handed people are having trouble adapting with it. Now I feel better.

Left handers are also associated with leadership. Which doesn't really occur to me. However, 60% of U.S presidents in the last thirty years have been left-handed, including Ronald Reagan, George H.W. Bush and Bill Clinton. Presidential candidates Barack Obama and John McCain also happen to be left-handed. Yeah.

Gosh. I need to stop. Btw, August 13th is Left Handers day. :D

Hey Einstein!

Would you agree if I say everyone is a genius?
You, me and everyone.
There are all sorts of genius out there. They can be in a form of actors, choreographers, scientists, lawyers or even jugglers. Every field has its own genius and everyone has their own field of interest. But why there aren't many of them. I would say it's their luck or they've found their passion. Yeah, because no one knows that he is a genius until he is one.

A father wouldn't say to his son over dinner something like "Son, it's a little dark in here. Why don't you try to invent a light bulb tomorrow?"

or

You wake up one day and realize that you want to create a sewer system.

I wish it's that simple. It is somehow a matter of luck and passion and of course, hard work.

Then, how to become a genius? (rich and famous too maybe)
Hmm. Maybe simply do things that you love. I mean, even if you're not a genius in the field that you've chosen but at least you love it. I love and envy when people said that they are being paid to do things that they love. It sounds so unfair.

Well, as for me I don't even know why I'm doing medicine. I'm not a people person and I don't think that I'll get any better after three and a half years. Though I enjoy studying it sometimes.

So, find the genius in you or maybe I should say find the genius in me. Yeah. That's more like it. :D

Body, soul and crap

A living person is a body with a trapped soul in it. I say trapped because we don't choose our body but we don't choose our soul either. A body aged, injured and healed. It's physical. But a soul is the same either when we were young, old or handicapped. A soul is the one that makes up a person's personality. We complained about our body but our soul is what we are.

So, what makes a person beautiful?

Someone wise and mature must say it's the soul.
Someone superficial might say it's the body.

I don't know.

But I say it's a little bit of both.

There. Just a passing thought. A crappy one indeed. Who cares. :D

They spell out BRATS!

Last week, 1st Syawal, I woke up with five siblings. I have two additional baby brothers Afif and Raziq. We had to take care of them because their parents have to work during hari raya. Uh, pity them.. Though we were more than happy to take care of them because they are among my favorites little people in the world~

Proudly present,
my favorite brats!


Muhammad Afif, The master of disguise
4 years old.
One minute he can be Abg Mat from Geng Bas Sekolah and in a flash he would turn into Danny Phantom or any other characters
He talks ridiculously amazing things for his age.
Tagline - "Mcm nak terberak je", "Mcm badut" (with a specific and influential tones that make us all saying it too and look pretty stupid)





Siti Noraini Humaira, The otai kampung
2 years 9 months old
Don't fall for her cuteness, she could beat Afif without a fight.
With a husky voice she talks awfully a lot but you'll understand very little, but nice to listen though.






Siti Balqis Maisarah, The blur princess
1 year 9 months old
Yes, total blur-ness kalah syaza.
She would go to you saying or asking something and when you reply she would simply say "ah?" over and over, then you'll give up.







Muhammad Raziq Adha, The womanizer
11 months old
Youngest of all, so his brat-ness hasn't fully emerge
He smiles all the times and looks gorgeous even only with three teeth.





We have another one coming early next year. Really hope it's a boy. Can't wait.

Hmmm. I just received a devastating news and I feel so stupid and ashamed right now that I want to kill myself.