A dear friend of mine hantar email ni last week.. hehehe.. tergelak besar jugak bile baca.. so I'd like to share with u all le..
Reasons why I never visit my rich friend...
Once while visiting a very rich friend, the maid approached me and
Question : "What would you like to have ...Fruit juice, Soda, Tea,Chocolate, Capuccino, Frapuccino, or Coffee?"
Answer: " Tea please"
Question : " Ceylon tea, Indian tea, Herbal tea,Bush tea, Honey bushtea, Iced tea or green tea?"
Answer : "Ceylon tea"
Question : "How would you like it ? black or white ?"
Question: "Milk, or fresh cream?"
Answer: "With milk "
Question: "Goat's milk, or cow's milk"
Answer: "With cow's milk please."
Question: " Freezeland cow or Afrikaner cow?"
Answer: " Um, I'll just take it black."
Question: " Would you like it with sweetener, sugar or honey?
"Answer: "With sugar"
Question: " Beet sugar or cane sugar?"
Answer: "Cane sugar "
Question:" White, brown or yellow sugar?"
Answer: "Forget about the tea, just give me a glass of water instead."
Question: "Mineral water, tap water or distilled water?"
Answer: "Mineral water"
Question: "Flavored or non-flavored?"
Answer: "I think I'll just die of thirst...... "
hmmm...kalo nak pelawa minum, perlu ke detail macam tuh? hehehe... anyway, alangkah bagusnye kalo medic students pon dapat amik history as detail as this maid...
Monday, March 26, 2007
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
One day you will ask me what I love more...
You, or My Life...
And when I say My Life..
You will walk away from me...
Without realising and knowing...
That YOU are My Life...
p/s : isk.. kenapa lak jiwang nih...
hope u know.. :-)
Saturday, March 10, 2007
It’s almost 4 weeks in Psychiatry posting.. if you all do realize, previously I did mentioned that I hate psychiatry since it is hard to understand the diseases and the terms used in this subject were such a German to me.. but actually, learning Psychiatry is like learning about people as well as language.. hehehe! Frankly, I do noticed that Psychiatry has enhanced my English usage.. with all the jargons and the need to translate a patient’s words in Malay into English since 2 of our lecturers (out of 3) did not understand Malay that much.. anyway, I do enjoy Psychiatry posting as a whole, although earlier I have negative impression towards the subject…
Okay, nak citer ape lagi? Haa.. last 2 weeks, I joined a halaqah held in UPM Faculty of Medicine.. alang2 dah dekat sgt dgn rumah, I just stayed at my house, with 4 other friends.. since diorang bersungguh2 mintak nak jalan2 sekitar Putrajaya, so petang Sabtu tuh kitorang pi le melawat ke masjid and etc.. siap tangkap gambar kat jambatan yang famous tuh.. dah le pi tangkap gambar kat tgh jalan, saye pulak yang kena snap.. isk.. mahu nye lalu kereta, habis le saye kena langgar.. nasib baik tadak.. overall, puas hati le dgn halaqah tuh (meant for a revision session for all medical students from various universities) and happy jugak sebb may friends like Putrajaya..
Pro exam is about 5-6 weeks ahead.. the heat has been felt since the halaqah prog.. my preparation?? Rase macam tak prepare sgt tapi I know I must do the best, regardless of what gonna happen. Sometimes, having so many people putting their hopes on us is such a big responsibility… Kalo ikutkan, in my extended family start dari my grandparents to me, I am the first to be a doctor.. the second would be my beloved brother, Hafiz (whom is currently in India and just returned back from his holiday, pusing2 India, pi Taj Mahal.. tak aci!!). Although the burden to satisfy others are quite stressful, I am still happy since they are proud of me.. J My two grandmas (Ma and Mek) would tell their friends and my other relatives (whom I don’t even know that we are sharing the same great great great grandfathers) that they have a granddaughter who is a doctor-to-be.. then, when I go back to hometown Kelantan for Hari Raya celebration, these relatives would say “ ooo… inilah cucu yang nak jadi doctor tuh dah ye…” and the sparkling eyes and proud smiles on my grandmas’ faces were so lovely and touching, that I nearly shed tears in happiness.. hermmm… I hope I could make them happy always, before they close their eyes forever..
Looking at my stressful friends studying hard to grab as much as they could for this important exam, I felt sad.. after the exam, all of us would leave and no more playful jokes and giggling laughter in the common room.. I’m gonna miss that so much! After 7 years together, facing troubles and hardship in study and life as medic students, work hand in hand to ensure the welfare of our batch members are well kept, it is really hard for me to say Goodbye… I know I will cry on the last day.. I know I would…
And after the exam, insya-Allah, a new chapter of life begins.. working as a doctor with the patient’s hope and life in our hand, it will teach me the meaning of responsibility… the real one.. and I really hope, there would be someone who will comfort me when I need reassurance.. especially the first year of becoming a houseman doctor.. and I really hope Allah will always give me strength and His guidance so that I won’t feel alone.. Ameen…
p/s : most of the time, it is hard to say Goodbye..