" No one can tell your story so tell it yourself. No one can write your story so write it yourself"

I made this choice. To be here. Do I ever regret it ? Should I ever regret it ? It gives me a tough time. I don't have a life like others do. bla bla bla Life is always a choice. You are the one who decide it. Whether or not it was influenced by others, at the end of the day when you reflect back, you are the one who made the choice. Taking medicine is a choice that I made years ago. A big decision that I made when I was young and impulsive. Influenced by all those dramas in TV that surely did not reflect the true struggles. But surely, there were nice stories from those seniors from school. Despite of all the negative things that I heard such as spending most your life with your books, sacrificing your leisure time for oncalls, teachings and again studying which is true at most time, not having a life like others and the worst things I heard was that you have to sleep with dead bodies before you could pass your degree (which is not true at all!!!, but silly me I believe it w...

A friend in need is a friend indeed. It's been a long time since I heard people used that proverb. The last time I heard people keep on using it was during SPM years when we are struggling to get an A+ for our essay. By putting those proverb or idiom, I have a high hope that my English teachers will be happy. Not sure if they really do as I never asked. Hehe. Have you ever thought why the proverb was made? Do read about the ambiguity of this so called proverb/idiom. I am also not sure do we call this proverb or idiom? Correct me if I am wrong. Been reading too much novel I forgot how proper English function. Well basically it means when a friend stay/help you when you are in need they are the true friend. I myself do not expect much from a person that I did not expect anything from. Haha. Difficult to understand? It just means I expect a lot from that person when I started to put my trust on him/her. When I allow you to know/explore my personal life, my past, my success and m...

I like how people talk about life to me. I like to appreciate every bits of words and adjectives they used to describe their life when talking to me. Things like how they describe their love towards their parents and family, how they overcome their problem, how they rise and fall in life really attract me. It was like reading a book but instead I just need to listen. Although sometimes I like to talk in between their speech but most of the time, believe me, I listen. When you really listen to what people tell you, you will get to learn a lesson from it. Part of me love to evaluate, (sometimes judge, I know it's bad but can't help. I am human.) process it and then learn the lesson. For someone that trusted me and I trusted them, I will TRY to advice though sometimes it doesn't really help. However, I know by lending my ears to listen to them, I help if not a lot just a little might do.  People make mistakes. I myself make a lot of mistakes in life. I myself am not th...

Life has been hard for me recently. I have been complaining about things that happen in my life everyday. I have many negative thoughts in my mind. But I am grateful that He send me people in my life aside from to cheer me up, they also make me realised that I should have been grateful with the life that I have. I agree that people do come in your life for a reason though. Good or bad, they came in your life to teach you a lesson. There's this one time, a friend of mine asked me to rate my quality of life. At that time, I was at my lowest point of motivation and i just rate it as lowest as possible. Then, this person ask me shouldn't you be grateful with what you own that other people might want to have it also. Although you have  to come early for class and study so many things with all the pressure put on you but have you ever thought of those who really wanted to be in your place, studying what you are studying and doing what you are doing but they were unable to do so d...

It's been a long time since I shared anything. I have been going through a very hectic life for almost one year. I almost lost my social life. daaaa believe me ? Nahhhh once a student we will always be students that will always find a way to enjoy our life at our best. But I'm glad that along the way I gain colleagues that I can always trust and believe in. So what's the story this time? I just want to share an incident that happened just recently. I was in the clinic with my friends as usual as we were required and EXPECTED the whole day to be there. (so tiring but we have to ) There was this little kid aged around 3 years old. She was born prematurely with a syndactyly (a condition in which some of the fingers are abnormally united) , so she had done an operation to separate them. Her parents was really nice. The moment she entered the clinic door and saw us she cried like crazy. She develop phobia towards those who was wearing white coat and also the green attire of th...

Finally, I've started with my clinical years and I started off with an eye posting. A month in eye posting and I gain a lot more confidence that I didn't have during my non-clinical years. I met a lot of supportive doctors and patients. Although the routines everyday makes me feel very tired, I still can go back smiling. Really, I fall in love with my work. First day of posting, I do feel lost. I don't know what to do, who to follow as there will be no one to guide you, what should I study, who to ask and refer to. I feel like giving up on the first day itself. However, I try to remind myself that I am standing this far already and giving up now means that I kinda waste a lot of my time. Thus, on the second day, I try to figure things out. I try to observe, look, and talk with the nurses, doctors and even the patients. I feel a bit better but still I feel lost. I am very frustrated and sad. Nasib baik cuti lepas tu. A week of holiday, I try to read up a bit on the basic t...

Today is my dad 50th birthday. I'm a daddy's girl in a not-so-obvious way. Well, I guess I get everything from him from the physical look till the personality. My dad is a very thin man. No matter how much he eat, he will always end up in that size. Me? More or less the same. I usually eat twice of what my friends eat but I hardly gain any weight. He's also a very tall man. And so do I. A very tall, pretty woman. Please do agree with the pretty part. Hehe. My dad is a very quiet man. He didn't talk much. He likes to listen more rather than be the one who talks. When doing work, you'll not hear anything from him. And so when there's any "issues" that happen in the house, mom would be the noisy one. My dad would just keep calm and wait until everything settled down. He would then approach us, talk to us personally and ask first what' s the problem. He'll come with a solution and a bit of advice so that we will not repeat the same mistake agai...