Assallamualaikum and greetings folks!

it’s December of 2016 and in few more days we are going to 2017!

summary of what i have been doing to my blog within 2016

  1. log in to blog every 3monthly basis
  2. hoarding drafts, dunno when its going to be published
  3. occasionally post something. occasionally.
  4. keep on giving blank stare to dashboard , not even bother to type in the drafts despite having loads of things to spit out from my haywire brain. haiyooo…
  5. as usual, on december/ january i will post something that sounds ” i promise to post more thing in the blog, lets go with 3monthly basis, no… lets go monthly, eh try challenge myself lorh, lets go with weekly…” meh…*sob sob*


my 2016 so far had been eventful, merry, sorrow at times…but am glad to be given opportunity to live at the moment, Alhamdulillah…

may Allah bless the future, and let me become even better person as i was. Ameen…


lets do better next year yok!


Happy new year!!!



ortho #1

xray conference

me: this xray belongs to a 25 yrs old male, alleged fall from stiars, sustained anterior dislocation of the shoulder. CMR done to this patient, and this is xray post CMR.

specialist: so, what is CMR, X?

x: Close Manual Reduction

specialist: so, got close AUTO reduction, ah?

me and x: krik…krik…krik


CMR= Close Manipulative Reduction


be kind

Greetings, folks.

It’s always in my belief to be kind to those who’s sedated. who unable to reply anything when asking etc. i usually will greet and told the pt that i will take his/her blood despite being sedated. some will frown on me, as they said “patient tak tahu pun”. but I always belief, as long as he alive, his consciousness still around. Though I never knew how it is, until, I spoke to a patient of mine.

image courtesy to Google Image

She was newly diagnose with Hodgkin Lymphoma last year and just started with chemotherapy. she was diagnosed last year at late stage, with complication of superior vena cava obstruction with pericardiac effusion. Pericardiocentesis was performed, however complication occurs resulting rupture of the ventricle in which proceed to thoracostomy. Miraculously, as Allah will, she survived.

She told me her experience after being told about her diagnosis, how devastated she was and her experience when intubated and sedated. Indeed, she can’t open her eyes, nor moves. But she listen and knows. She appreciate what the nurses did to her, as they always greet her and informed her if they want to clean her up, do the bedding, etc.She listens to those who visits her. She receives blessing from people around. She’s grateful and in debt. Now, she’s underwent treatment with positive vibe, not giving up her life, as she stills have her newborn daughter and close-knit family.

So be kind, colleague. Even though they are sedated, unresponsive, they still human.



am filled with anxiety.

remembering that when I first away from home to study, went to MRSM Qber (Kuala Berang), Terengganu. Let alone friend, there are only a few student comes from Johor.

Then when I went to matrix tangkak, muar for a few weeks, only a male friend that i know of went there. Practically alone.

Later, I went to KMB , there also only one friend that i know of, and a male one. so…again, am relatively alone.

At KMB, i met friends, which later on become closer closer when we went to CZ, to study for 6 years. and never felt alone anymore whenever am in a new place.

6 years passed, and I’m being comfortable of having people that i know of around me. i feel ‘secure’.

now. reality hits.

i’m in a new phase. soon, I’ll be a newbie at a workplace. with no one that I know.

again… am alone.

ok, i lied.

I did know few people working there.

My seniors, my friends. (and I did keep on pestering them to ask around about the new workplace)

What i mean is that, I had no friends that will come to work together with me at the new place. hoho…

because i was too used, having people i know whenever i’m in a new place, it kinda gives me in a safe zone. (if that make sense)

Realizing the situation that I am now, it gives me anxiety. Don’t get me wrong,  it doesn’t mean i can’t be independent, but, i know when i’m in that kind of situation, adjusting to new places and all, i became so “focus”, (read: blank), that i can never recall what i did in the first week where i was at.

i need to learn to enjoy this kind of anxiety more. fuuh…

oh well…

now on mission of making friends. wish me luck!

side note:

  • I’ll be a houseman at HSAJB starting early March.
  • next week I’ll have to attend the PTM (like induction) for a week at AFamosa, Melaka. There, the mission will commence! cari kawan, yok~
  • lonely much…



Monday Random Talk: Phone Issue


I never try to make myself a habit of always holding phone wherever I go. Had been like that since I had my own phone. I feel “restricting” when I hold the phone. So I always missed all the phone call (I even missed the SPA call twice! actually…make it thrice…huhu, lucky me, that guy call me back and did not give up on me…ngee) , messages and whatsapps. Though, I do follow up back whenever I check back my phone.

It never been so severe ,until when I last upgrade the latest android’s update. My phone started to died randomly, or even when I haven’t use the phone as much, it’ll turn itself off. It frustrates me, so I had to do hard reset – to which I lost all data, picture and phone number! even with backup, not all are saved. Boo boo..

Usually it’ll resolve after the extreme measurement were taken…but not this time…I had to do it few times of hard reset, but the problems still exists. I figure it either be the incompatibility of the latest update with my phone hardware, or the problem with the hardware itself.

Thus, I switch to my other phone, Lenovo. Actually it’s my family’s. However, the thing with Lenovo is…it fails to keep the wifi on even on sleep, despite turning on the option Been googling the issue, but still fails. I only able to receive the whatsapp messages when I hold, and using the handset, then the wifi connects and thus the messages come in.

Hence, I ignored both the phone, my beloved samsung SIII and lenovo. It reach to the point, where I only realize their battery already dead after few days. However, after few weeks, I return to my beloved, and keep using it, as I really love the phone. The problem still exists, but less frequent than it used to. I bet it was the battery. Time to replace to the new battery. I don’t want to buy another phone. It’ll give new, unnecessary stress.

Despite all the problem my phone have, I still living my life, carefree, leisurely.

Though, I found myself latched on the laptop all the time. It has been like that…since I got my own laptop. It’s a habit I can’t rid of. I tried to stay away from it, but fails.

However, I have to remind you. Me, on the laptop, does not mean I Facebook all the time. I only open the facebook, like twice a day, in morning and before I went to bed. Aside that, I mostly watch anime, reading manga, some youtube video, and some other time, to make money online.

Now, just few days ago, whatsapp finally launch it’s version on the web.[]  Means, I can whatsapp via laptop now. Which makes me neglect my phone evenmore, but  I can still keep connect with people, without having to reach out for my phone. 🙂

So…yup…this post is intended to clarify myself as of why I haven’t been on whatsapps, returns call and messages as of the late.

Thank you for your time reading this rambling of mine. 🙂

Some stuffs at driving school

WARNING : This is a “quite” silent bragging post.  I advice you to not read if you hate it. Exercise caution, as you might want to punch something while reading this post.

I went to driving school at this age. 26. not young, compared to others, 16-22 years old. but not that old. As there are some makcik n pakcik over 40, but they are cool.

As usual, while waiting for the teachers to come, or while idling, I did have a chat with some candidate there, and then the age topic come. When said, I was shocked, she also shocked. We both thought that we each other at similar age. while in truth, i’m the older than her. oh well. nothing change.

Then the driving instructor. while asking my age, he saw my IC picture, and asked if I haven’t change my IC yet, so I told him it was taken 2-3 years ago and he said ” muka cam ni umur 24 tahun?”. and laugh. What does it mean by that??? huhu…tau la selebet time tu..

On exam day, I wait for longgg time that I was exhausted at the end of the day because of the waiting.

It’s was especially tough for that day exams, as:

1. they changed the ‘format’ recently, like 2 weeks ago, the candidate had to use Viva instead of Kancil for in the litar test. So it was especially tough for parking test, as the parking size is made based on viva. Unlike during training, when using Kancil, the parking site felt bit bigger, but when use Viva, it felt smaller. And some parking technique is bit different (just a bit different) than when using Kancil vs Viva. So for those who not used to train with Viva, have difficulty and most of them failed. (for Parking, Z course and  the hill – not used to using Viva).

2. Spot check from HQ JPJ Johor. The Pengarah was here, and every officer and teacher were bit stressed over it. And thus, the officer for the test were bit “stricter” than usual (the teacher said so). So that must be one of the reason why many candidate failed ( the teacher said so too. Really, its not only 2-3 person, but 3/4 of us. Since the officer become more thorough, the exams that day is taken way longer than usual. usually by 11 a.m, some already tested on the road, but on that day, we started at 1 pm. I started mine at 3 pm.

3. The Director is funny person, while his escorts has this strict, stern face. I thought maybe because he is director, that he can joke around with us. He asked why the “angka giliran tag” is so big, then he asked his officer to take a picture of his with that big tag. He even asked the officer to take the picture twice. It did gave us a laugh while he was there. He asked why the candidate failed, directly to that person. He gave us some tips, and even said, “please pass, if not the school owner will be rich”. (and JPJ too? imagine, if failed 1 part, u had to pay RM200 for re-test, if you failed 2 part of the exam had to pay RM 400). The director also casually asked some questions to the candidate, (, i.e how many hour did you learnt, about the QTI and stuff) and while doing so, the teachers shedding cold sweats. Fortunately, the candidate gave ” correct” answer. If happened the candidate gave answer like, ” i only learnt 2 hour only,” to the question how many hour did you learnt, then the rest of the school staffs, the teachers, also the candidate will be burnt to nothing. lol.

4. I heard, maybe in few weeks, or next week maybe, the school will have to remove the guide post (tiang guide) from the course. Apparently, Mersing’s driving school is the only institute that still use the tiang guide in their track. Other driving school, like in Kota Tinggi, Kluang, and Johor had none of those tiang. When the teachers said that to us, those who failed become grumpier, “makin susah la cikgu!”. Laughingly the teachers said, ” nak buat camna, pengarah da suruh” I personally against the removing of those tiang, because it helped me so much, and that’s how I can pass the test.  And it happened in few months, maybe in March- April, once you failed in the track, you can’t go on with the next part (on the road test). Usually, once you failed the track, you can go on with the road test. so if the candidate pass the road, only had to repeat the failed one.

Despite all those drama in the track, Alhamdulillah, all praised to Allah…I passed. Alhamdulillah I passed without a hitch.

I am glad to “force” my instructor to help me trained in the track using Viva. And  I am very grateful for instructors who really, really help me, and giving tips and such…I can’t thank you enough. Your name shall be remembered (Cikgu Mohd, Cikgu Md Noor, Cikgu Rohaya, Cikgu Aziz, Cikgu Wandi, Cikgu Rukiman)

During waiting for my turn, I chat with several candidates…as usual…trying to remember the RPK and RSM…then talk about life, work…and during conversation, as a Malay, we can’t leave the honorific, so they usually called themselves “akak” when talking to me. I take no insult, but felt good. lol. So as usual (like what happened earlier), when the age topic came, most of them gasp. I expect that reaction, so I asked, “what age do you think I am ” , and they said they thought 16, but since 16 can’t take licence yet, they thought maybe I was student who waits for SPM result. It turns out, they are just 20~23 years old.

I can’t lie, I did feel good when people mistakes me as younger person.

that’s why I wrote this post. to exercise my bragging right. lol.

tho, thinking back…it must be my make-up, that makes me looks young. Dang it… huhu… :S