Today I will say goodbye to blogging.
I have had a nice run for the past 7 years sharing my life experiences and opinions with those who were nice enough to read.
It has kept my writing skills sharp enough for my liking.
It encouraged me to see my life as interesting enough to be shared.
It has allowed me to make new friends; those whom without blogging/internet I probably would not have met or befriended.
I've had a nice time. But I think it's time to retire.
For those who use this blog to keep in touch with me, e-mail is something I use more than 4 times a day :-)
If you're wondering why I am retiring, let's just say I've had my fill of the blogging world. Among the lessons learnt are
1. Everyone has an opinion.
2. Words are cheap; anyone can say anything.
3. There is no such thing as privacy on the internet.
4. People are generally nosy to know about other people's lives but do not want to ask the tuan punya badan.
5. Everyone's life is interesting. It's just a matter of how you write about it.
6. Everyone complains all the time. It's boring to listen/read because you complain a lot too but don't realise it.
7. Sometimes there is no Ctrl-Z.
8. Cut and paste should be banned. Be original.
It's been great.
Goodbye, blog.
Sunday, 21 November 2010
Saturday, 20 November 2010
Slump
You know when you're feeling a bit down, unmotivated, easily offended, moody, anxious, serabut kepala otak...
Maybe we shouldn't be quick to put it down to "stress" or "PMS/hormones".
Maybe our imaan is low and needs a boost.
Maybe we shouldn't be quick to put it down to "stress" or "PMS/hormones".
Maybe our imaan is low and needs a boost.
Friday, 19 November 2010
Hmm
Remember I said I kinda missed meeting other people?
Now I remember why I rarely do unless they're actually my friends.
I don't like the farce of forced amicability.
And sorry... I don't like doing the kissing and the hugging of people I don't even know the names of.
Now I remember why I rarely do unless they're actually my friends.
I don't like the farce of forced amicability.
And sorry... I don't like doing the kissing and the hugging of people I don't even know the names of.
Wednesday, 17 November 2010
Initiation by fire
Retrospectively I am extremely grateful that I was sent to Warragul for a term in Emergency. Because I think I learnt at least 85% whereas currently I am only learning 15% perhaps?
This time around we don't get to see Cat 1 & 2 patients. (Not that I want to, don't get me wrong). But there won't be a lot of learning opportunities.
In fact, the intern is so insignificant that no-one would notice if you weren't there. All of our patients have to be double checked by the consultant. Time-consuming and sometimes demeaning. After all, we are inexperienced, not stupid.
Which makes me conclude, that the only way to learn effectively is to learn through hardship. Being forced to face your fears (mine was Paediatric patients) and climb out of your comfort zone.
Despite the painful experience (I wouldn't want to go back, of course), but I appreciate it now. Because now I can be happy lounging in my comfort zone at the moment because I've already done most of the learning at Warragul. There's more to learn, of course...but it can take some time. Heeeeee :)
Favourite patients:
Young women 19-30 age range (gynae problems- love it)
Any young person presenting with right side abdominal pain (usually surgical- simple)
Fractures (simple- refer ortho or put a plaster on)
People with renal stones/gallstones (also quite effective to manage)
Least preferred patients:
Anyone older than 75 (too complex)
Multiple presenters (whatever they have is usually psychogenic- time wasting just to get them out again)
People with drug dependencies (aggressive, abusive, hard to get rid of)
Chest pain (urgh, just hate the process of managing it)
Ulcers, gangrenous extremities, malaena (common factor: the stench)
Teenagers (especially histrionic female ones - tak kose!)
This time around we don't get to see Cat 1 & 2 patients. (Not that I want to, don't get me wrong). But there won't be a lot of learning opportunities.
In fact, the intern is so insignificant that no-one would notice if you weren't there. All of our patients have to be double checked by the consultant. Time-consuming and sometimes demeaning. After all, we are inexperienced, not stupid.
Which makes me conclude, that the only way to learn effectively is to learn through hardship. Being forced to face your fears (mine was Paediatric patients) and climb out of your comfort zone.
Despite the painful experience (I wouldn't want to go back, of course), but I appreciate it now. Because now I can be happy lounging in my comfort zone at the moment because I've already done most of the learning at Warragul. There's more to learn, of course...but it can take some time. Heeeeee :)
Favourite patients:
Young women 19-30 age range (gynae problems- love it)
Any young person presenting with right side abdominal pain (usually surgical- simple)
Fractures (simple- refer ortho or put a plaster on)
People with renal stones/gallstones (also quite effective to manage)
Least preferred patients:
Anyone older than 75 (too complex)
Multiple presenters (whatever they have is usually psychogenic- time wasting just to get them out again)
People with drug dependencies (aggressive, abusive, hard to get rid of)
Chest pain (urgh, just hate the process of managing it)
Ulcers, gangrenous extremities, malaena (common factor: the stench)
Teenagers (especially histrionic female ones - tak kose!)
Sunday, 14 November 2010
Blessings
The slave does not deserve anything.
Whatever is given to us is only by the generosity and mercy of our Master.
Whatever is given to us is only by the generosity and mercy of our Master.
Saturday, 13 November 2010
Prolonged cough
Layth has had a cough for the past 4-5 months. It never stopped. It changed character in the meantime though. Sometimes it would be dry, moist or croupy. We treated it accordingly with cough linctus, prednisolone and/or Ventolin puffer (with spacer). It's very common for children to get respiratory infections at this age anyway. Especially if they attend childcare. It's also very common for them to get one cold after another.
Anyway, 4 months seems long enough to get a ongoing cough. So I took Layth to see a GP. After some discussion, the doctor suggested a trial of Seretide puffer (steroid & long acting bronchodilator puffer) for 3 weeks. If his cough goes away, then most likely the diagnosis is asthma. If the cough still persists, it may just be recurrent colds/cough.
Layth only had 2 doses of the Seretide puffer and he's not coughing any more!
Alhamdulillah.
But then, does this mean he has asthma?
Whatever it is, he's really handy with the puffer!
Anyway, 4 months seems long enough to get a ongoing cough. So I took Layth to see a GP. After some discussion, the doctor suggested a trial of Seretide puffer (steroid & long acting bronchodilator puffer) for 3 weeks. If his cough goes away, then most likely the diagnosis is asthma. If the cough still persists, it may just be recurrent colds/cough.
Layth only had 2 doses of the Seretide puffer and he's not coughing any more!
Alhamdulillah.
But then, does this mean he has asthma?
Whatever it is, he's really handy with the puffer!
Friday, 12 November 2010
The Dole
For those unfamiliar with the concept of a charity state, Australia is one of them. England is the best charity state that's why they have lots of immigrants.
Anyhoo. Here, if you are a resident/citizen and unemployed for any reason you will get an allowance from the government. You will get $1000 paid fortnightly. Which is $2000 a month (and significantly more than our MARA scholarships as a student dulu ye).
Since I now pay taxes (and a lot of it, too) I do not mind having my hard-earned money to pay for people who cannot work because they have a disability, a mental illness or have to care for their sick family members. In fact, it's a nice way to make sadaqah.
BUT. I cannot stand that the money I worked hard to get goes to people who are LAZY and USELESS and don't even bother to go find a decent job and get money for their own use. Instead they use the money to buy cigarettes, drugs, booze and then become so good-for-nothing that no-one in their right mind would want to employ them. And these people rock up to the hospital (because it's free, if they went to a clinic they'd have to pay) drunk or recently overdosed or allegedly in pain because they want free medications.
Unfortunately I see a lot of these kind of people as patients. It just makes me seethe. How would you feel?
I have lived with LESS than that amount of money when I was a student. Yes it was tight but you won't die from starvation. You could still have a comfortable home and good food. You could still go out once in a while and have things you like. You can save up and buy things that you want or go places. We got an allowance but we had a "job" too. Our job was to study. If we didn't have enough money, we sold things, made things and sold them, get a casual job and lots of other ways.
So if someone is unemployed and getting easy allowance every fortnight, then what to they do all day? Able-bodied people just staying at home doing nothing...what do they do? Wallow in self pity with booze and cigarettes and smoke and lament about their pitiful life yet do nothing to improve that life. Then they become depressed, try to commit suicide, abuse their family/children, get assaulted during a drunk episode.
Save up for a training course for something, at least. Clean yourself up. Sober up. Volunteer. Study, read, learn. Improve yourself. The idle hands are the devil's hands. There are lots of work opportunities for everyone who wants it. It's just a matter of wanting it or not.
Indeed from all this I understand why Allah says He does not change those who do not change themselves.
Whenever I see people like that I always think of the story of Abdul Rahman ibn Auf. He was the richest man in Makkah. When he migrated to Madinah, he had nothing. He was in poverty. But what did he do? He looked for a business opportunity. He found that no one sold firewood at the market. So he went out in the heat to look for firewood to sell at the market. He was prosperous again in no time.
These days, people are allergic to hard work.
Anyhoo. Here, if you are a resident/citizen and unemployed for any reason you will get an allowance from the government. You will get $1000 paid fortnightly. Which is $2000 a month (and significantly more than our MARA scholarships as a student dulu ye).
Since I now pay taxes (and a lot of it, too) I do not mind having my hard-earned money to pay for people who cannot work because they have a disability, a mental illness or have to care for their sick family members. In fact, it's a nice way to make sadaqah.
BUT. I cannot stand that the money I worked hard to get goes to people who are LAZY and USELESS and don't even bother to go find a decent job and get money for their own use. Instead they use the money to buy cigarettes, drugs, booze and then become so good-for-nothing that no-one in their right mind would want to employ them. And these people rock up to the hospital (because it's free, if they went to a clinic they'd have to pay) drunk or recently overdosed or allegedly in pain because they want free medications.
Unfortunately I see a lot of these kind of people as patients. It just makes me seethe. How would you feel?
I have lived with LESS than that amount of money when I was a student. Yes it was tight but you won't die from starvation. You could still have a comfortable home and good food. You could still go out once in a while and have things you like. You can save up and buy things that you want or go places. We got an allowance but we had a "job" too. Our job was to study. If we didn't have enough money, we sold things, made things and sold them, get a casual job and lots of other ways.
So if someone is unemployed and getting easy allowance every fortnight, then what to they do all day? Able-bodied people just staying at home doing nothing...what do they do? Wallow in self pity with booze and cigarettes and smoke and lament about their pitiful life yet do nothing to improve that life. Then they become depressed, try to commit suicide, abuse their family/children, get assaulted during a drunk episode.
Save up for a training course for something, at least. Clean yourself up. Sober up. Volunteer. Study, read, learn. Improve yourself. The idle hands are the devil's hands. There are lots of work opportunities for everyone who wants it. It's just a matter of wanting it or not.
Indeed from all this I understand why Allah says He does not change those who do not change themselves.
Whenever I see people like that I always think of the story of Abdul Rahman ibn Auf. He was the richest man in Makkah. When he migrated to Madinah, he had nothing. He was in poverty. But what did he do? He looked for a business opportunity. He found that no one sold firewood at the market. So he went out in the heat to look for firewood to sell at the market. He was prosperous again in no time.
These days, people are allergic to hard work.
Precise
I feel like I'm climbing a mountain but the peak is still not in view.
I want to reach the top and envy the people who are already there. I envy them because they can now descend. It's easier downhill. Not too much pain. You move a little faster.
I feel frustrated that people who started the climb with me are higher up the mountain than me.
Sometimes I feel like I want to make camp at where I am and just take a break.
Sometimes I feel like I don't want to climb the mountain anymore, parachute down and climb a hill instead.
But I keep on going.
But I keep on going.
Woes and troubles
Alhamdulillah finally I get a day off. I am so exhausted physically and mentally. Plus I've had to put off a lot of things. Thankfully hubby did the laundry and tidied up the house on his SICK day off. Had a happy surprise when I got home. Thanks, dear!
Emergency is really not for me. Some people may thrive on it. Living on continuous adrenaline rush. But I cannot handle it. Maybe 1-2 days a week but not more than that. And I haven't even done the late shifts yet. And I, as an intern, don't even see the sick patients (Triage Category 1 & 2). (NB: ye ye everyone is sick but when we say sick, it means dying or could die).
Our emergency department is a mess. I mean, literally it's a mess. For the past week also, the hospital was full. So there weren't any beds upstairs on the ward. That meant even admitted patients had to spend their hospital stay in the emergency ward in trolleys because they couldn't be moved upstairs. So the newcomers presenting to emergency were not able to be seen because there was just no room. The really sick patients were stuck in trolleys in the corridor, on the ramps, at the ambulance entrance and just seen there!
Remember I posted earlier that I'm working in DMU (interim ward). I've done that for 2 weeks and last week I had a few days in the actual emergency department itself. The emergency department is divided into a few sections. The RESUS area where the sick patients go. The main area is called the FLOOR. And another area is called FASTRACK.
But I put myself in the fastrack area on one day. Fastrack is where patients are sent if they need a procedure done or we think it's not going to take long to manage them. They're broken bones, foreign body in eye/ears/limbs, grazes, lacerations etc. There's high turnover and most cases are simple. Patients come, get fixed, go home. The day I was in Fastrack was the best day I've ever had at work for 6 months. I actually enjoyed myself. Helped people. Felt satisfied.
Then other days I was on the floor. I didn't really like it. Lots of complicated patients. By complicated I mean they have 4-5 problems that need to be addressed. And all patients need to be discussed with the consultant on the floor and get approval for my management plan. That takes some time. Like yesterday I had to wait 2 hours just to talk to the consultant about my patient because every time I started talking to her, she had to answer her phone and address the problem on the phone.
I think I feel frustrated & angry because 60-70% of the time, the patients I see don't really have anything wrong with them. They're honestly - wimps who don't even try to help themselves first. Those who have pain (who've probably never had any pain in their life) come in or brought in by ambulance (!!!) complaining of "SEVERE" pain but when asked, didn't even bother to take even PANADOL. We give them Panadol and the pain goes away. What a waste of our time/resources. Even a waste of the patient's time having to wait for ages.
And some have "SEVERE" pain but do not behave like they are in severe pain. Did you know we can diagnose appendicitis just by looking at how people behave? People who truly have appendicitis would not be able to even walk properly, will wince when they cough or are moved. They look really sick. They do not easily walk into the department, jump on the bed, scream bloody murder & writhe around just for getting a blood test done (with a small needle, might I add).
Sorry this is such a long entry but I had to get it off my chest. I cannot wait for this rotation to end. I'm so tired of patients (!!!).
Emergency is really not for me. Some people may thrive on it. Living on continuous adrenaline rush. But I cannot handle it. Maybe 1-2 days a week but not more than that. And I haven't even done the late shifts yet. And I, as an intern, don't even see the sick patients (Triage Category 1 & 2). (NB: ye ye everyone is sick but when we say sick, it means dying or could die).
Our emergency department is a mess. I mean, literally it's a mess. For the past week also, the hospital was full. So there weren't any beds upstairs on the ward. That meant even admitted patients had to spend their hospital stay in the emergency ward in trolleys because they couldn't be moved upstairs. So the newcomers presenting to emergency were not able to be seen because there was just no room. The really sick patients were stuck in trolleys in the corridor, on the ramps, at the ambulance entrance and just seen there!
Remember I posted earlier that I'm working in DMU (interim ward). I've done that for 2 weeks and last week I had a few days in the actual emergency department itself. The emergency department is divided into a few sections. The RESUS area where the sick patients go. The main area is called the FLOOR. And another area is called FASTRACK.
But I put myself in the fastrack area on one day. Fastrack is where patients are sent if they need a procedure done or we think it's not going to take long to manage them. They're broken bones, foreign body in eye/ears/limbs, grazes, lacerations etc. There's high turnover and most cases are simple. Patients come, get fixed, go home. The day I was in Fastrack was the best day I've ever had at work for 6 months. I actually enjoyed myself. Helped people. Felt satisfied.
Then other days I was on the floor. I didn't really like it. Lots of complicated patients. By complicated I mean they have 4-5 problems that need to be addressed. And all patients need to be discussed with the consultant on the floor and get approval for my management plan. That takes some time. Like yesterday I had to wait 2 hours just to talk to the consultant about my patient because every time I started talking to her, she had to answer her phone and address the problem on the phone.
I think I feel frustrated & angry because 60-70% of the time, the patients I see don't really have anything wrong with them. They're honestly - wimps who don't even try to help themselves first. Those who have pain (who've probably never had any pain in their life) come in or brought in by ambulance (!!!) complaining of "SEVERE" pain but when asked, didn't even bother to take even PANADOL. We give them Panadol and the pain goes away. What a waste of our time/resources. Even a waste of the patient's time having to wait for ages.
And some have "SEVERE" pain but do not behave like they are in severe pain. Did you know we can diagnose appendicitis just by looking at how people behave? People who truly have appendicitis would not be able to even walk properly, will wince when they cough or are moved. They look really sick. They do not easily walk into the department, jump on the bed, scream bloody murder & writhe around just for getting a blood test done (with a small needle, might I add).
Sorry this is such a long entry but I had to get it off my chest. I cannot wait for this rotation to end. I'm so tired of patients (!!!).
Wednesday, 10 November 2010
New term
Alhamdulillah I passed semester 5 of my students guild studies. Now they're calling it "term" instead of semesters. Okay, so term 6 is starting this week. We've finished Bulugh Al-Maram for now (book of ibaadah) and stopping it to study other books. InshaAllah Bulugh Al-Maram's Book of Muamalah & Jinaayah will be continued in the future.
This term we're finishing Kitab At-Tawheed and starting Umdatul Fiqh (subject matter: Fiqhul Mazhab Hanbali) InshaAllah.
This term we're finishing Kitab At-Tawheed and starting Umdatul Fiqh (subject matter: Fiqhul Mazhab Hanbali) InshaAllah.
Monday, 8 November 2010
Taboo word
At work, "quiet" is considered a taboo word. You can't say it because everyone believes that once you say "It's quiet now isn't it", soon after that it will get very busy.
If you say the word "quiet", people will either tell you off or say "touch wood" or "Don't jinx the shift!"
I think this has an element of shirk in it.
Personally I believe that if someone says "Alhamdulillah it's quiet" then we are being grateful for being given a reprieve. But if you say it in an ungrateful tone, then of course after that things will become busier.
If you say the word "quiet", people will either tell you off or say "touch wood" or "Don't jinx the shift!"
I think this has an element of shirk in it.
Personally I believe that if someone says "Alhamdulillah it's quiet" then we are being grateful for being given a reprieve. But if you say it in an ungrateful tone, then of course after that things will become busier.
Sunday, 7 November 2010
Frustrated
I can't talk about my work anymore. I really hate it. It's very frustrating dealing with some types of people.
1. Drug addicts or drug seekers i.e. pretending to have an ailment so they can get some morphine or pethidine
2. Hypochondriacs ... there is nothing wrong with you!
3. Chronic whingers... they complain about everything, never mind the fact that so much has been done for them...they always have something they're not happy with. It's like they won't be happy unless they're unhappy.
4. Doctor shoppers...always wanting the second opinion.
5. STUPID DRUNKEN IDIOTS
1. Drug addicts or drug seekers i.e. pretending to have an ailment so they can get some morphine or pethidine
2. Hypochondriacs ... there is nothing wrong with you!
3. Chronic whingers... they complain about everything, never mind the fact that so much has been done for them...they always have something they're not happy with. It's like they won't be happy unless they're unhappy.
4. Doctor shoppers...always wanting the second opinion.
5. STUPID DRUNKEN IDIOTS
Tips from Layth
How to play Hide & Seek
1. Always hide at the same place 3 times in a row
2. Giggle loudly at your hiding place
3. When the seeker shouts out "Where are you???", tell them where you are e.g. "Under the blanket!"
4. When you're IT, go start seeking before you finish counting to ten.
5. Have lots of fun
1. Always hide at the same place 3 times in a row
2. Giggle loudly at your hiding place
3. When the seeker shouts out "Where are you???", tell them where you are e.g. "Under the blanket!"
4. When you're IT, go start seeking before you finish counting to ten.
5. Have lots of fun
Saturday, 6 November 2010
Health and other stuff
I walk to and from work these days. Most of the time. I intend it as gentle exercise even though technically I'm not even breaking a sweat. I don't feel like riding the bike because I know my stamina is so low now that if I did ride uphill, I'd vomit from excessive anaerobic respiration.
I do have to leave the house earlier though.
I seem to be developing hay fever symptoms. Sneezing throughout the day, watery itchy eyes and perpetual runny nose. It has been a bit dusty around this area. Pollen everywhere. Is it pollen though. Sometimes I think they are bugs.
Usually when I sneeze I have to brace my back (i.e contract the muscles) so that it's not painful. But because I've been sneezing so much sometimes I forget to brace my back. Like today. So when I sneezed violently, I did my back in. Adoi! It's a good thing I bring panadol every where I go.
I do have to leave the house earlier though.
I seem to be developing hay fever symptoms. Sneezing throughout the day, watery itchy eyes and perpetual runny nose. It has been a bit dusty around this area. Pollen everywhere. Is it pollen though. Sometimes I think they are bugs.
Usually when I sneeze I have to brace my back (i.e contract the muscles) so that it's not painful. But because I've been sneezing so much sometimes I forget to brace my back. Like today. So when I sneezed violently, I did my back in. Adoi! It's a good thing I bring panadol every where I go.
Thursday, 4 November 2010
Kinder hunting
Since knowing that Layth's Monash kinder is closing down for good, my head has been spinning about which kinder Layth should go to next year. He's not eligible for the government funded 4 year old kinder (because of his age) and the due date for that was last April anyway.
I went through a list of kindergartens around the area. Most of them I crossed off due to location. Most were out of the way, some required going through Frankston town (nightmare traffic!). In the end, there were only 4 kinders shortlisted. Gulp.
The first 2 did not have any vacancies or only accepted children allocated by the city council.
The third one had vacancies (phew) so I went and visited it. The building looked old and the interior was dark..the staff looked sleepy and not energetic/unsmiling. The director looked like she didn't bother to brush her hair that morning. It didn't seem very child safe (stairs to the entrance & no security door/fence). The fees were cheap though.
I decided to settle for it and went home to fill the enrolment form. But I started to have second thoughts. It was less than satisfactory after all. Huhu. I wouldn't mind spending more to have better quality facilities.
I knew it was a long shot but the next kinder on my list was a famous franchise kinder so was unlikely to have vacant spots. I gave it a go anyway. Called them up and they say they have vacancies! Alhamdulillah.
Visited the centre with Layth today. It was awesome!! The interior was well lit with natural light, decorated with colourful things, had nice selection of toys, the staff wore brightly coloured shirts and were friendly and exuberant. Each age range had their own playground area.
So, InshaAllah Layth will be going to that kinder next year. We still have to be on a waiting list but the director told me that they will try to accommodate all the families affected from Monash kinder closing down.
I breathed a sigh of relief. Nothing's confirmed yet but at least we have a clear picture about what we're going to do next year bi iznillah.
I went through a list of kindergartens around the area. Most of them I crossed off due to location. Most were out of the way, some required going through Frankston town (nightmare traffic!). In the end, there were only 4 kinders shortlisted. Gulp.
The first 2 did not have any vacancies or only accepted children allocated by the city council.
The third one had vacancies (phew) so I went and visited it. The building looked old and the interior was dark..the staff looked sleepy and not energetic/unsmiling. The director looked like she didn't bother to brush her hair that morning. It didn't seem very child safe (stairs to the entrance & no security door/fence). The fees were cheap though.
I decided to settle for it and went home to fill the enrolment form. But I started to have second thoughts. It was less than satisfactory after all. Huhu. I wouldn't mind spending more to have better quality facilities.
I knew it was a long shot but the next kinder on my list was a famous franchise kinder so was unlikely to have vacant spots. I gave it a go anyway. Called them up and they say they have vacancies! Alhamdulillah.
Visited the centre with Layth today. It was awesome!! The interior was well lit with natural light, decorated with colourful things, had nice selection of toys, the staff wore brightly coloured shirts and were friendly and exuberant. Each age range had their own playground area.
So, InshaAllah Layth will be going to that kinder next year. We still have to be on a waiting list but the director told me that they will try to accommodate all the families affected from Monash kinder closing down.
I breathed a sigh of relief. Nothing's confirmed yet but at least we have a clear picture about what we're going to do next year bi iznillah.
Wednesday, 3 November 2010
Lack of..
I miss having friends.
The only social interaction I have with my friends are on Facebook, an occasional chat in the corridor at work or by SMS/email.
It's difficult to make friends outside of work because of our working hours. Friendship requires work in itself. It needs sustenance just like everything else.
I have some friends from AlKauthar but we only see each other once in 3 months; if I could attend a course anyways.
I've been planning to visit my friends for a while but either lack of mutual days off and poor health would not see that plan come to fruition.
Maybe we should organise a get-together for Eidul Adha.
The only social interaction I have with my friends are on Facebook, an occasional chat in the corridor at work or by SMS/email.
It's difficult to make friends outside of work because of our working hours. Friendship requires work in itself. It needs sustenance just like everything else.
I have some friends from AlKauthar but we only see each other once in 3 months; if I could attend a course anyways.
I've been planning to visit my friends for a while but either lack of mutual days off and poor health would not see that plan come to fruition.
Maybe we should organise a get-together for Eidul Adha.
Tuesday, 2 November 2010
Dialogues
Ummi: *clearing throat*
Layth: Why Ummi makes *throat-clearing sound*?
Ummi: Ummi sakit tekak
Layth: (turns solemn) Okay, let see. Say Aaaaa please.
Ummi: Hahaha
Layth: C'mon say Aaaaaa
Ummi opens mouth and says Aaaa
Layth: Yes, I can see red there. Ummi kene makan ubat please.
Layth nagging for Fireman Sam merchandise.
Ummi: Takde kat Australia, ada kat England je.
Layth: (......) Jom gi England!
Ummi: Jauhlah...so far away.
Layth: Boleh naik super fast car
Ummi: No kene naik plane. Mahal. Takde duit.
Layth: Ada la duit. In Baba's pocket.
Ummi: Tak cukup la.
Layth then goes around the house picking up coins.
Layth: Why Ummi makes *throat-clearing sound*?
Ummi: Ummi sakit tekak
Layth: (turns solemn) Okay, let see. Say Aaaaa please.
Ummi: Hahaha
Layth: C'mon say Aaaaaa
Ummi opens mouth and says Aaaa
Layth: Yes, I can see red there. Ummi kene makan ubat please.
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Layth nagging for Fireman Sam merchandise.
Ummi: Takde kat Australia, ada kat England je.
Layth: (......) Jom gi England!
Ummi: Jauhlah...so far away.
Layth: Boleh naik super fast car
Ummi: No kene naik plane. Mahal. Takde duit.
Layth: Ada la duit. In Baba's pocket.
Ummi: Tak cukup la.
Layth then goes around the house picking up coins.
Youth
is wasted on the young.
But then I'm only biased. I see odd, irresponsible teens/young adults with behavioural issues. I'm sure there are a lot of promising teens/youth out there.
But the ones I see... are really hopeless. When I see them I think of myself or my friends/family members at that age. I hope my parents realise how good, responsible and reliable we are! LOL
I also can't stand the young people who shout, scream and whine and swear and throw tantrums (!!!!) because they've got pain. It's disproportionate to the pain. We know they're exaggerating because we've seen people with actual severe pain.
Why can't they have some dignity. Crying and carrying on dramatically while we're just pulling off tape from your arm does not get you any sympathy. If you're like this at the age of 20 from tape being pulled off your arm, then you're not gonna be happy with life, are you. There's more pain to be experienced as we age to be sure.
I've made the conclusion that people who make lots of fuss usually have nothing wrong with them. But the quiet sufferers are the ones who have something wrong.
But then I'm only biased. I see odd, irresponsible teens/young adults with behavioural issues. I'm sure there are a lot of promising teens/youth out there.
But the ones I see... are really hopeless. When I see them I think of myself or my friends/family members at that age. I hope my parents realise how good, responsible and reliable we are! LOL
I also can't stand the young people who shout, scream and whine and swear and throw tantrums (!!!!) because they've got pain. It's disproportionate to the pain. We know they're exaggerating because we've seen people with actual severe pain.
Why can't they have some dignity. Crying and carrying on dramatically while we're just pulling off tape from your arm does not get you any sympathy. If you're like this at the age of 20 from tape being pulled off your arm, then you're not gonna be happy with life, are you. There's more pain to be experienced as we age to be sure.
I've made the conclusion that people who make lots of fuss usually have nothing wrong with them. But the quiet sufferers are the ones who have something wrong.
Monday, 1 November 2010
Updates
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| New sunhat & sunglasses |
It's nice to have sunny days again. We can go out more often and do outdoor activities instead of watching TV in the house aje.
Layth and me went to the beach today after going shopping for his clothes. He needs new clothes and a sunhat (already! rasa cam baru je beli baju a few months ago) because he's outgrown his clothes. Senteng belaka.
Layth chose his own clothes. Lawak la dia. Becok betul...shopping baju pun cerewet ha ha ha!
It feels nice to be able to afford new clothes for Layth. Previously all his clothes (from when he was born) came from Savers (2nd hand store) or gifts from family. Alhamdulillah for such blessings.
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