trashing on life II

A random musing out of the blue

2008-09-29T18:50:00.004+08:00

Yes, I'm still alive.

No, I'm not dumping this blog yet.

I know ... I know.
It's been months since my last post. Been very busy keeping up with the hectic schedule of being a junior vet back here in Kuching, and an occasional uncertified IT consultant and designer. Well, who says being a small animal vet is ever easy in the first place? My life currently is on basic mode; work 8.30am to 5 pm or even later while facing the 'karenahs' of some clients and people, driving home through a 20-30 minute traffic jam, before finally collapsing on the sofa and sleep all the way until the next day when the whole cycle continues on.

And I just had a revelation on being a clinical pharmacology lecturer. Or a parasitology researcher.

Sigh.

What should I do?!?

Blargh ...

We should do this ...

2008-04-27T12:13:00.005+08:00

especially before convo this October.

LMAO! REVENGE OF THE GRADUATING VETS!

Extracted from Reader's Digest May 2008 Life's Like That

Every senior class at our school brings with it a new senior prank.

Recently, a group of students let three pigs loose inside the school.
They were labelled Pig #1, Pig #2 and Pig #4.

School officials quickly rounded up the three pigs but spent the rest of the day looking for Pig #3.

LOL!

JUst something to fill up this empty blog.

Will be posting up Grad Nite photos when I manage to grab some time to edit and STABLE LARGE SIZED INTERNET CONNECTION later.

In the beginning...

2008-04-21T18:32:00.003+08:00

5 years of slaving, toiling and sweating blood through the DVM course, thnking of how to survive all the way.

6 months of continuous worrying and book-worming, braving the pelting criticisms and sarcasms, dashing any hope of breaking it out and push it all away.

3 weeks of paper writing horrors, heart palpitations before sitting in front of a panel of external examiners, anxiety about recalls, failures and having to repeat another semester.

Finally, 1 result to determine it all.

It's official.

WE ALL PASSED!!!

AND THE 2ND BATCH TO DID IT WITH 100% PASS!

WooOOOoOOhoooOOO!!!

THANK YOU GOD!

No one is left behind too!

P.S.: Just to tell you la, Alex, since you asked me to announce it in this blog. Hehheeee...

Maybe....

2008-04-13T08:00:00.000+08:00

I should be a counselor, a psychotherapist.

I've been the listening ear for problems ranging from crashed crushes, cinta rindu-ism until to the point of hating ones parents, starting from the day I entered form 1 (I'm not bragging or anything, it's the truth!) and it goes on till this day.

And now, all these things are crushing me in return.

Maybe that's why I'm quite emo now.

I got no one to be my wet blanket, cos I'm everyone else's wet blanket.

I'm the one buying the chocolates, I'm the one handing up the tissues.

But when I choked up over something, there's always that reaction " I thought you are strong!
And you're crying? " -_-"

And I can never find the person to talk to seriously. It's just... too hard. I did a few years ago, but well, things backfired.

But I'm human too. I want a chocolate and a tissue also.

Sigh.

Maybe I should not be one. The weight is crushing me already.

P.S. This is just one of those emo posts, and one of those days when things are just ... depressing.

2008-04-09T22:31:00.003+08:00

1 okay-okay essay paper done,
1 bloody-freaking-difficult MCQ paper done
(after much silent cussing throughout the whole paper with all the unexpected questions like GENETICS and AQUATIC MEDICINE!)

4 more hurdles to go.

3 "Interviews"(quote from Prof Ali) with the examiners before being actually allowed to grad to be a vet.

1 much-anticipated results (crossing fingers I can pass)

God... please let me pass. Please don't let this 5 years go in vain. God ... please......

2008-04-06T12:41:00.002+08:00

Tomorrow is the start for a penultimate series of 5-years-worth of vet and agriculture exams.

Guess the severe stress hormone release got unto me that got me into a severe headache-&-highbloodpressure-indigestion-vomiting session since yesterday.

Bloody hell. How am I to memorize the whole feeding regime for a bloody lactating cow?!?

God, please give me a stronger back and healthier head to go through this. Just another 19 more hours to go...

2008-03-29T15:28:00.000+08:00

9 days till doomsday.

Oh happy day...du du du...

2008-03-25T21:57:00.004+08:00

My honey darling bunny....

I MISS YOU...

I missed your smell every day ever since I left.

Your sweet touch on my tongue.

The lingering spiciness you placed on my lips.

The beautiful joy you gave me since the day I know you.

I miss you....

MY DEAR LAKSA SARAWAK~

(curied from mum_mum.com)
Sniff...sniff ;( ... Almost one year didn't makan aredi...

"In His death, we gain salvation..."

2008-03-24T19:20:00.002+08:00

Overdued stuff. Never the less, still sempat mar.

Have a blessed Easter week everyone!

Gonna go on a 1-month plus plus hiatus.

The big exam fever is finally hitting hard on everyone. Cannot procrastinate anymore.

SIGH!

Never mind. Best to see it in a different point of view.

At least I get to leave this hellhole once and for all.

Of the General Elections...

2008-03-09T06:48:00.002+08:00

BLOGGERS RULE THE ROOST!!!

This goes to show... that bloggers are not as 'goblok' or 'beruk' as they are suppose to be.
They are the actual hearing ear of the rakyat instead of a certain those hogging seats.

Now just waiting for the promises to be fulfilled...

P.S.
Surprisingly enough, Serdang falls to DAP. Hmmm...it's about time anyway. Crime is getting scarier here by the minute. What can you expect from a fedup unwillingly-blacklisted constituency?

P.S. 2
I didn't vote. I wish I did my obligation for this one. But due to constrained time and money and having to study before the big one this April, I'll have to give it a miss. But I really wish to vote. Why can't they have postal votes for students studying over this local sea? It's the same wat!

2008-02-22T06:57:00.000+08:00

It's almost over...

1 year of work is almost done.

I can hear the victory dance coming.

Just one more article, one more form to fill and get signatures from.

And I'm ready.

To declare that...

My FINAL YEAR PROJECT IS FINISHED!

Wooooohhooooooooooooo.....

The Ephemeral Illusion of a Dream

2008-02-17T21:01:00.003+08:00

I know... I know... I'm suppose to be studying since the 'big one' is coming up in less than 2 months.

But cannot tahan. I just have to get addicted to an anime, and being ketinggalan zaman by 2 years in that.

For you anime geeks out there, introducing Fate/Stay Night, an anime adaptation from a game.

Saw it a long long time ago in AXN but only managed to download the series now and watched it in a 3-day marathon.

Bloody sad, but very good story line (and also short! Only 24 episodes! Why?!??!). The only lammo side about it is the cheesy parts that is suppose to be funny, though there are la.

Who would have thought about King Arthur being actually a woman? And knight king Gilgamesh an annoying womanizer? (had to go through Wikipedia to find out the true history)

Kept on wishing that the ending would have been better tho. Saber(one of the main character) should have deserved better. It bloody hurts to rethink and replay back the ending (3x!), but reality have to set in after denial. (don't want to spoil ma, watch the ending yoursef)

And a definite A++ for the good background music and songs.

So A DEFINITE MUST WATCH!

Excuse me... Lemme go get my tissue.

In search of reality

2008-02-09T00:41:00.000+08:00

*Warning: Geram post ahead*

Is there no more room for imperfection?

Must one have to be all-perfect in order to the conform of one ideology, one social standard, or one materialistic concept?

Where was the days when being imperfect is norm, that to submit to imperfection that relief is actually found?

To be perfect is as if closing our minds to things ever-changing around us, and that's where catastrophe comes in. People begin to think that they can rival God.

To be frank... I hate bullies who think they are so perfect, and taunt others who are not-to-his/her-view as perfect as them.
I hate it especially when the person being taunted is me.

When I didn't know something, they (yes, they) will be shouting and lecturing their heads off, screaming "Why you don't know? You should know!", and not teaching me the correct thing.

Or saying the words "Don't disappoint me..".
Wtf. Why the heck did I disappoint you in the first place? Just because I didn't know some things?!? Just because I wasn't "up-to-standard" like those you think that are perfect!?

But when I do know some things, they'll just keep quiet and leave in a huff, waiting to taunt again another day. Or to contradict me and say that this and that is wrong, despite the blaring evidence that it was already scientifically proven.

Where was the humility in being a veterinarian as I previously come across it before when I was young?

It seemed to me that egoism has taken a serious hold of small animal practice ideologies.

There's no more "for the sake of the patient".
Instead, it's the "I am great. And you're not".

2008-02-08T18:20:00.000+08:00

OMG.... Woahhh....

I got Michelle Paver's signature on my Outcast book!

It's real... it's authentic... It's ori and spicy.
I can even see the green ink seeping through the back of the front page!

WOHOHOHohohoho.... And I just realized it today after buying the book yesterday.

I didn't know at first 'cos it was wrapped in plastic and I just grab it in MPH and quickly read through the contents without flipping through the frontpages.

SEE!! SEE!!! SEE!!!
*crazy final fantasy victory dance *

(Sorry la for the poor image. Used phone's cam, wat to do. Not kaya enough to buy new digicam on student budget)

In the light of recent events...

2008-02-03T08:34:00.000+08:00

Serious stuff first, considering the ongoings of body snatchers running amoks.

I don't care if this post sounds controversial, but as a human being I'll said what is rightfully mine within the context of the constitution.

I'll stress it here like the way Uncle Peter did:

If I were to suddenly die today, I would like to reiterate now that I have never renounced my current faith in Roman Catholicism. I have never converted to another religion, specifically Islam. I have never practiced what is required of good Muslim ~~men~~ women. I will believe in Jesus Christ as my God and Saviour till my very last breath.

AM a Proud Catholic. That's one of the main reason why I'm wearing a crucifix, as what was advised by an old Indian aunty in a La Salle home when she was telling her stories of how she escaped the war hiding in parits but still worrying the day she would die but not be buried as a Catholic.

Should I die (*choi* touch wood), I just want to be given my last rites as a Catholic despite having a name that sounds so much like a Malay.

Imagine all the fuss my dad have to go through during his uni days, being lectured by the uztaz for not fasting during the puasa month when in fact he's a Christian.

Like the way Uncle Peter said it:

So, please Mr. Body Snatcher, please leave my corpse alone. I am not of your faith, never will be. If you have records to prove it, I assure you that those are forgeries. Having my body does not guarantee that you have my soul. Let God and God alone be my judge and punish me for my sins. If I have to go to hell according to your beliefs, so be it. Whatever, it is , let my remains rest in peace. My final wish is to be sent off as a Roman Catholic. That is the least you can do for a man who can no longer speak for himself and stand up for his rights. That is called respecting the dead.

Faham?

2008-01-13T22:53:00.001+08:00

The merry-making period is over.

Project is over (PRAISE THE LORD!).

Even the presentation is over. (cue in all the Alleluia chorus)

And hell week has started.

With wards and surgery as the first two rotations to go through this next 2 weeks.

Sigh.

Oh, but there's a good thing too!

Coco is back, even fatter and happier than before!

Though she came in with a herniated bowel through the same place where her spay got complicated.

And she has hyperthyroidism, so she's quite cranky with the guy who's taking care of her this week.

But she still meows when we (me and my cosmate) say 'hacheeiiuu!'. : D

And it seems that the environment in the wards has become somewhat... less stressful. But maybe it's just the first few days.

So....good luck to me.

2008-01-01T15:50:00.000+08:00

First things first....

CRYST HAS TURNED TWENTY... FO..OooPs... THREE YESTERDAY!

HAPPY 23rd BURFDAY Good Ol Friend!

And also...

And again, when he brings the first-born into the world, he says, "Let all God's angels worship him."

2007-12-25T09:22:00.000+08:00

Let us love the Child of Bethlehem. Come souls and love a God who has become a Child, poor and so lovable, in need of our tender love, who has come down from heaven to give Himself entirely to you. If we but ask for pardon and salvation, He has come to pardon us and to save us.

-- St. Francis of Assisi

Remember...Remember... The true meaning of Christmas.

It's not the Santas, it's not the presents under the tree.

It's not the merry-making and the ever flowing liquor.

It is the day when Word actually turn to Flesh.

When God became Man.

When Christ is born, to serve and not be served.

When Jesus save those

who do not submit to discriminating justice and religious persecution,

those who suffered from the ravages of capitalism, racism and class systems.

When the Prince of Peace is born,

giving us a reason to say

"God is with us".

HAVE A BLESSED CHRISTMAS AND A BRAND NEW 2008!

Haste...Haste to bring Him laud...

2007-12-20T19:10:00.000+08:00

Another 5 days more before the Lord's birth.

After weeks of angst, depression and tension (reading back my old posts), things are finally looking up. Especially when I'm into my final experiment replicates for the project.

Thank You God.

Sigh...

I can never imagine seeing myself looking at the microscope, 6 TIMES A DAY for 5 days in a row in the future just to see moving worms.

Funny ways to sacrifice celebrating my 23rd birthday, Christmas and New Year 2008... sitting in front of the microscope, oggling at worms.

LOL.

Going to laugh back on this one once I graduate this June-July.

King of Kings, Salvation brings...

2007-12-19T19:48:00.000+08:00

Thank you God.

Thank you... Lots and lots.

After talking to You personally, I finally found the misplaced lab key.

And my heartworms are alive after You put the idea of the importance of carbon dioxide in my head.

And my heartworm larvae is still alive until now, longer than the expected 3 days in the fridge. And teaching me the importance of putting the centrifuged blood into the media to revive the worms.

And some stuff that I needed so badly and worried my head over for weeks, You manage to provide it to me in just 3 days.

Thank you God.

All the joy around the Christmas tree...

2007-12-16T10:13:00.000+08:00

Christmas is not going to be 'merry' for me.

Project didn't go well. My worms died even before I treat it with anything.

I lost someone's key. A LAB key. Shit.

I'm deathly broke. I'm eating Maggi Mee as my main course for the day.

Fcuk.

I wish I'm home. Where all the worries will be gone, life is back to it's relaxed pace.

I hate KL.

You make me wanna go La La !

2007-12-05T00:55:00.000+08:00

Bobo, the heartworm is dead. On day 12 after taking her out from a dead dog.

Boo...

No more seeing a wriggly contorting worm anymore at 2 pm. No more having to transfer her into a new home every 2.30 pm.

It's odd to have a routine for the past one week plus broken suddenly.

I think I'm already having an obsessive compulsive disorder from all of this.

2007-12-02T22:05:00.000+08:00

With all the dendangans of all the very annoyingly-commercialized Christmas songs,

Guess it's December already, the last month of 2007.

I had to look at the calendar on my phone and realized that it's already the second day into this 'joyous' month.

I feel like crap. This whole thing about the project seemed to not worth it after a while.

I want to go home, like everyone else.

Eh?

2007-12-02T19:37:00.001+08:00

Guess I owed this to Kim for weeks:

1. Link your tagger and post three rules.
2. List eight (random) facts about yourself.
3. Tag eight people at the end of your post and list their names (linking to them).
4. Let them know they've been tagged by leaving them a comment on their blogs.

8 random facts of me-me

1. I burp. I was the head of the burping department in school since Form 3. I just love to savour certain reactions of some people when I burped (like Sharmini) :D.

2. I'm a potential workaholic. I just cannot sit down for one minute not doing anything and not thinking about anything. Heck, the faculty is my 2nd home (not my flat in Serdang) since I have to be there for like... 18 hours everyday busy-ing myself with stuffs.

Added to that, I'm a potential perfectionist, I just cannot stand seeing something that is not right, not completed and not there, and I must do something to make it right. It's just like that irritating itch that you just couldn't reach and scratch easily.

3. I can be very blur at some times, like the stupid incident with the UV light. My hands will work like clockwork but not my brain.

4. I can play the sax, and joined the school band in sec school... curi-ed one from Deb... heheheheee...

5. Photography is one of my forte. But lost my Nikon 3200 to a thief during wards... ;( But if you wanna see 'em, go to Deviantart.

6. I'm an oversleeper, despite the fact that I don't have enough sleep (see la my dark rings). Waking up for 8am classes, especially on Mondays, is like dragging my 8-tonne-eyelids to open just to see the clock. Just ask those in the same classes with me, I'm always missing for those 8am classes and me sitting in one is one bloody cause to celebrate!

7. Avid strategy gamer. Once you introduce a game to me, I'll get hooked to it and won't sleep that night itself just to finish that-one-more-level.

8. I have a heartworm named Bobo. And she is still alive 8 days after spending 3 hours in the heart of a dead dog euthanized with barbiturates before I pulled it out. I discovered that Bobo is a she today when she started producing baby heartworms in the media I put her in. Oh the joy of becoming a grandmother...

I'm going to kacau....

1. Mark
2. Cryst
3. Feli
4. Arlyne
5. Vivian
6. Voon
7. Deb
8. Ah Bong --- HAPPY BARFDAY!

At the cost of seeing

2007-11-22T19:43:00.000+08:00

Farking hell.

Learnt a very painful lesson the past 2 days.

Always look at the switches when you switch on any lights.

Especially when you are working in a sterile cabinet using UV lights.
And with a direct exposure again.

I had to suffer 2-3 days of painful eyes (google up Photokeratitis), thinking that I was going blind when I first woke up from an hour nap at night after working in the lab that afternoon.

Suddenly had this painful cloudy vision from BOTH eyes which freaked me out, forced me to quickly wash my eyes with Optrex (painfully) to get rid of the cloudy vision (which didn't work), quickly putting icy compressions on my eyes (thinking hopefully it will reduce the inflammation) and sms-ing Michael to bring me to a doctor at 11pm at night.

Luckily it's just 'abrasions on the cornea surface' that will heal in a few days.

What if it was ulcers? Or cataracts? Bloody hell... How would I even finished my semester later??

I feel like a dog with dry-eyes, submitting myself to the circle regime of eyedrops, eye ointments and the fluorescein test.

And my project had to be postponed to another day... ARGHhhhHHHHhhhhhh....

The stupidity in me...

Another trashing post.

2007-11-17T08:06:00.000+08:00

Life is like a pair of hanging testicles.

Sometimes it will sway the way you want.

Sometimes it doesn't.

Sometimes it just kisses some asshole and got yourself in trouble.

Damn.

I hate PR works when it comes to settling final year projects. And also the paper works. And the masam mukas and the grumblings just because we asked for something (at least I can count two who are actually enthusiastic about helping students with projects).

For goodness sake! It's two-o-o-seven! Where's the computerized system when you need one!? At least all it takes is for the project supervisor to key in a personal code, and ta-da...no need to run for signatures! And plus, we students have to pay for it and the other services anyway every beginning of the semester, so where has the money gone to?

Aiyo yo... With all the new Dell systems, it's a wonder why no one even bothered about setting up a particular network for bureaucracy stuffs connecting to every departments of the faculty.

I wish I can go back home this hols, but have to sacrifice the wanting for the must-do project.

Sigh.

Why not they give us longer time like other courses where they have A SEMESTER to do it?

At least we don't need to rush RIGHT AFTER OUR PAPERS to settle things out and have some backups if all else fails.

Nevermind...another chaotic semester left to suffer.

Miaow miaow

2007-10-05T21:46:00.001+08:00

Figured out I don't need to wait another 2 - 3 weeks to do another update since it's the start of Raya hols! Yey!

Time for another photo post!

This is Coco, one of my critical cases that tortured me during my surgical rotation.

But the torture is for good reason. And gives out good results in the end. She was having this non-healing wound at the flank (side) region after being spayed from the side. It's one of those rare surgical cases that can go wrong. This pic was taken about 3 weeks before today, all painful and not in the mood.

Her wound was horrible, giving out this curdled cheesy pus that almost looked like corn soup. I rather not put up the pic here, or else your screen will be splattered with puke. She was so down that she wouldn't let anyone dragging her out of the cage.

She reacted so badly to the wound, got septic that an emergency surgery had to be done on a SUNDAY! Her situation was touch and go throughout the recovery period, that people started being very pessimistic about her surviving this.

But she was a tough gal.

Managed to tolerate even how many times we have to clean and bandage the wound, how many injections we had to give since some drugs cannot be given on an empty stomach with the fact that she's not eating and losing weight very fast that we had to force feed her (wow, that's a mouthful), giving fluids and doing blood transfusion when she became horribly anemic, doing warm compresses to reduce the swelling, not doing her usual grooming stuff that we had to groom for her, difficulty in breathing that fluids have to be sucked out from her chest since that is the culprit distrupting her from breathing normally.

And in the end...

This is her, 3 weeks later, though thinner, but still very much alive.

And happily meowing when people called out her name, accidentally sneeze or say "hachiu-ooo!".

Though she hates one of my classmate who was assigned this case after me. And bit + punctured her finger. Yikes...

And her wound looks beautifully neat and clean compared to the time when I was given this case, make you wanna go... wow... It's all worth it in the end.

And she went back home this morning.

Haii.....Sedihnya... No one to say hachiu-oo to and get a reply...

And yes.

I dyed my hair red. SO WHAT?!?

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There's this trend in the small animal wards about animals in the critical unit surviving what they had.

Those in the beginning you think have a good progress and can go home, in the end ended up dead or being euthanized when they took a turn for the worse.

Those in the beginning look unpromising and expecting to die within a night or two, actually survived and could go back home in the end.

Farni hor?

To hell and back, burnt alive...

2007-10-03T17:30:00.000+08:00

How sucky life can be...

Lost 3 kgs within the 2 weeks during Small Animal Rotation Hell (eek! I need the fat for energy! Cannot lose more!);

Collapsing and sleeping in the living room every night during that 2 weeks of hell, and with only 4 hours of sleep per day;

Lost or more to say, being robbed of my digicam. Yes, someone stole my digicam while in the wards. To hell with the thief, to hell... My darling Nikon 3200 is no more... Sniff...Sniff..Cries buckets...

Bloody handphone having to rosak of all times, at the time of need. Have to resort to borrowing people's hp and changing sim cards always for 5 days. And being deprived of important SMS'es during that 5 days.

Having 2 tests during medicine rotation. Though, I was lucky that there was no cases for me during that time anyways;

Having 2 critical cases at once during surgery rotation, and being hounded and lectured and shouted at by clinicians for neglecting one of the case. At least I still have another 5 cm-thick skin to handle the sharp edges of scolding and sniggering;

Having my conference presentation during my surgery rotation. Shit. That is torture.

Having Cats and Dogs disease test a day before my conference. Words cannot describe the trauma after that.

Being shoot again during the Q & A session after my conference, by a foreigner clinician again. Shit. Not being able to answer some of the questions shoot by juniors. Double shit. Embarassing my conference supervisor. Super duper triple shit with cream on top.

Having to rush to finish proposals for final year projects. And running up and down 2 floors of faculty to confirm this and that, and to find materials. Suspect lose another 2 kgs there.

Forgotten about assignments and reports due a few days late. Having to rush last minute, losing more sleep and sleeping again in the living room after that 2 weeks of hell.

Gonna go broke very soon. Have to scrap some money by helping people to reformat comps and designing stuff for their conference powerpoints.

Freaky puppy at home biting everything and shitting everywhere. Fuck.

My Mimi gave birth to 4 cute kitties! Well, it's a good thing anyway. At least no need to worry about her having dystochia... like one of my critical case.

That's how devastating final year can be.. for the first semester la. Hence the 3-4 weeks of MIA from the blogging industry... and most probably another 2-3 weeks after this. Sigh...

2007-09-07T12:14:00.001+08:00

This is a very good email from a senior of mine, one of the most alim ones in class (almost like a real ustaz!) taking on sneers and critics circulating around in forums and Friendster from cetek-minded Muslims flaming on Muslim vets and vet students in my fac touching and holding dogs and pigs.
And an eye-opening one too.
Found it in http://www.vet.com.my/viewtopic.php?t=1919.

Penjelasan gambar siswi muslim memegang anjing & babi

Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh

Kepada yang berkenaan,

Semoga sentiasa dalam lingkungan rahmat dan kasih sayang Allah swt.

Saya merasa terpanggil untuk memberikan sedikit maklumbalas berkenaan beberapa gambar yang diedarkan menerusi internet yang menunjukkan seorang siswi Fakulti Perubatan Veterinar UPM yang bergambar berdekatan serta memegang/menyentuh anjing dan babi.

Email ini saya tulis secara panjang lebar dengan harapan huraiannya dapat difahami dengan jelas dan tidak disalah tafsirkan. TETAPI buat mereka yang tidak mempunyai masa yang banyak untuk membaca cukuplah saya katakan TIADA APA-APA MASALAH PADA GAMBAR TERSEBUT!.

IA TIDAK MENGHINA ISLAM SEBALIKNYA MENERANGKAN BAHAWA UMAT ISLAM BOLEH MENYENTUH ANJING DAN BABI. ADALAH MENJADI TANGGUNGJAWAB MANUSIA SEBAGAI KHALIFAH UNTUK MENGURUSKAN KESELESAAN HIDUP HAIWAN INI DENGAN MEMASTIKAN KEBEBASAN DAN KESIHATANNYA TERJAGA.

Tiada nas yang mengatakan menyentuh anjing dan babi itu haram. Yang haram ialah memakannya. Kita perlu jelas pandangan Islam terhadap 2 makhluk ini. Kedua-duanya adalah ciptaan Allah, dan Allah tidak menjadikan sesuatu itu sia-sia, sebaliknya setiap sesuatu itu ada hikmahnya. Adakah Allah menciptakan anjing dan babi ini untuk dipandang hina oleh umatnya?

Sebelum meneruskan perbincangan, izinkan saya memberi sedikit pengenalan diri, saya merupakan salah seorang graduan Doktor Perubatan Veterinar tahun 2006. Kini menyambung pelajaran dalam bidang master fisiologi di Fakulti Perubatan Veterinar UPM semester pertama. Sebelum ini, bersekolah di Sek. Men. Keb. Agama Kuala Selangor. Saya bukanlah orang yang paling sesuai untuk memberi penjelasan kerana yang terbaik adalah mereka yang mendalami ilmu agama agar dapat menjelaskan dengan menyatakan nas-nas serta tafsiran yang tepat serta mendalam. Walaubagaimanapun saya akan cuba menjelaskan dengan pengetahuan agama sedikit yang saya ada dan hasil daripada perbincangan secara peribadi dengan ustaz-ustaz serta seminar yang pernah kami adakan di fakulti sendiri berkenaan dengan isu ini.

Pertamanya, sebagai seorang doktor veterinar (doktor haiwan) sememangnya kami mungkin akan berhadapan dengan situasi merawat anjing atau babi. Bagi doktor veterinar atau ringkasnya vet, yang bekerja di klinik-klinik haiwan kebanyakannya akan merawat anjing dan juga kucing. Walaubagaimanapun terdapat sesetengahnya yang menghadkan rawatan kepada kucing sahaja. Berkenaan dengan babi, kebiasaannya tiada vet muslim yang akan bekerja di ladang ternakan babi. Walaubagaimanapun, bagi vet yang bekerja di jabatan perkhidmatan haiwan, adakalanya mereka akan ke ladang ternakan babi untuk membuat pemeriksaan bagi memastikan ladang tersebut mengamalkan amalan pengurusan ladang yang baik supaya bebas daripada penyakit- penyakit berbahaya seperti penyakit Nipah yang merebak pada tahun 1999 yang turut membahayakan nyawa manusia. Terdapat juga vet yang bekerja di makmal yang memproses sampel-sampel yang datang daripada babi atau anjing seperti darah, najis, organ-organ dan sebagainya.

Justeru, dalam kurikulum Doktor Perubatan Veterinar, pelajar akan terlibat mengendalikan anjing dan babi. Bermula dengan organ-organ haiwan tersebut dalam amali bagi subjek anatomi dan fisiologi sehinggalah kepada mengendali, merawat dan membuat post mortem terhadap haiwan tersebut secara seluruhnya apabila memasuki tahun para-klinikal dan klinikal. Secara umumnya saya bersetuju dengan perkataan 'desensitization' yang digunakan oleh salah seorang yang menghantar email tersebut kepada saya. Sebagai vet, proses ini perlu kerana kami tidak sepatutnya jijik untuk merawat pesakit kami kerana itu merupakan tanggungjawab kami yang juga terkandung dalam ikrar yang dilafazkan oleh setiap vet ketika bergraduan.

Apabila memasuki tahun ke 4, pelajar vet akan mengikuti subjek pengenalan terhadap klinik. Dan subjek klinik pada tahun ke 5. dalam kedua-dua subjek ini pelajar akan dibahagikan kepada kumpulan-kumpulan yang kecil dan kumpulan € '¶ kumpulan ini akan bergilir membuat praktikal dalam amalan-amalan yang telah ditetapkan. Pelajar-pelajar ini akan membuat praktis selama seminggu dalam setiap amalan. Amalan-amalan ini termasuklah amalan haiwan kesayangan yang melibatkan rawatan terhadap anjing dan amalan ternakan babi yang memerlukan pelajar ke ladang ternakan babi untuk membuat pemerhatian, diagnosis penyakit serta rawatan. Daripada apa yang saya lihat, gambar-gambar yang diedarkan menerusi internet itu adalah gambar yang diambil oleh pelajar ketika praktikal sama ada dalam subjek pengenalan klinik atau subjek klinik ini. Pada pandangan saya, pelajar itu berkongsi gambar € '¶ gambar tersebut secara umum dalam internet bukanlah bertujuan menghina agama atau sebagainya, sebaliknya sekadar berkongsi suatu pengalaman yang mungkin tidak dilalui oleh orang ramai.

Berkenaan dengan isu menyentuh, memegang, merawat anjing dan babi yang dikategorikan sebagai najis 'mughollazoh' iaitu najis berat dalam feqah, ianya bukanlah haram seperti mana yang dikatakan oleh sesetengah masyarakat melayu. Ramai yang bertanya kepada saya bagaimana saya sebagai seorang muslim boleh menyentuh anjing dan babi yang haram disentuh?. Berdasarkan pelajaran feqah yang saya pelajari sejak sekolah rendah agama hinggalah sekolah menengah, menyentuh najis 'mughollazaoh' tidak haram. Apa yang dinyatakan oleh hukum feqah ialah apabila kita menyentuh najis 'mughollazoh' kita dikehendaki menyucikannya dengan bersamak iaitu membasuh dengan air yang telah dicampurkan dengan tanah sekali dan membilasnya dengan air 'musta' mal' (air yang bersih dan suci) sebanyak 6x. Yang haram berkaitan dengan anjing dan babi ialah memakannya bukan menyentuhnya.

Sebagai seorang melayu, saya maklum pandangan masyarakat melayu yang merasakan 'geli' atau jijik terhadap anjing dan babi. Mungkin ini adalah disebabkan nilai yang diwarisi daripada ibubapa yang mungkin berasal daripada usaha untuk mengelak daripada tersentuh anjing dan babi yang mana proses menyucikannya dilihat sebagai agak leceh dan jika tidak dilakukan akan menjejaskan ibadah. Saya sendiri, walaupun telah jelas berkenaan dengan hukum menyentuh anjing dan babi, merasa kekok dan sedikit 'geli ' apabila kali pertama memegang jantung babi apatah lagi ketika kali pertama mengangkat anjing untuk diletakkan di atas meja pemeriksaan yang mana tekniknya memerlukan kita merapatkan badan anjing tersebut ke badan sendiri kerana itu merupakan teknik yang selamat bagi mengelakkan kecederaan yang tidak dingini dalam proses mengangkat tersebut. Namun, kita perlu jelas pandangan Islam terhadap 2 makhluk ciptaan Allah ini. Adakah Allah menciptakan anjing dan babi ini untuk dipandang hina kerana itu ianya diistilahkan sebagai najis berat? Jika ya mengapa terdapat hukum feqah yang menyatakan haiwan buruan yang dibunuh oleh anjing buruan yang terlatih halal dimakan dengan syarat pemburu berniat kerana Allah ketika melepaskan anjing buruan tersebut. Bagaimana pula dengan kisah seorang pelacur yang diampunkan dosanya dan dimasukkan ke dalam syurga hanya kerana memberi minum kepada seekor anjing yang kehausan dengan menggunakan kasutnya?

Anjing dan babi juga merupakan makhluk ciptaan Allah yang mana termasuk dalam tanggungjawab manusia sebagai khalifah di mukabumi untuk menguruskannya. Sebagai makhluk ia juga seperti manusia memerlukan makanan apabila ia lapar, minuman apabila haus dan ia perlukan rawatan apabila ia sakit, walaupun mungkin dari sudut keutamaannya berbeza dengan manusia. Justeru saya melihat apa yang dipelajari oleh vet berkenaan dengan anjing dan babi serta kewajipan merawatnya termasuk dalam perkara fardhu kifayah dan ia memenuhi sebahagian tanggungjawab manusia sebagai khalifah. Walaubagaimanapun menjadi tanggungjawab vet untuk mengetahui tuntutan agama yang perlu dipenuhi dalam kerjayanya. Vet dan pelajar doktor perubatan veterinar perlulah berhati-hati dan tidak sambil lewa dalam soal kesucian tubuh badan dan pakaian kerana ianya akan menjejaskan ibadah. Yang terbaik ialah mengasingkan pakaian kerja dengan pakaian harian terutamanya pakaian untuk solat jika tidak mahu menyamak pakaian kerana khuatir pakaian akan rosak dan sebagainya. Bagi orang awam pula tidak perlu risau kerana najis ini 'tidak berjangkit' maksudnya jika seorang vet hanya membasuh tangannya dan telah membersihkan zat najis tersebut selepas bertugas tetapi masih belum menyamak tangannya, ia tidak 'berjangkit' jika anda bersalaman dengannya kerana tiada zat najis (warna, bau dan rasa) pada tangan vet tersebut. Tetapi vet tersebut perlu menyucikan tangannya dengan bersamak sebelum solat. Hal yang sama jika anda bersalaman dengan orang bukan Islam yang mungkin memelihara anjing di rumahnya. Begitu juga dengan tapak kasut anda yang memijak mukabumi yang pernah dipijak oleh anjing atau babi. Tidak perlu risau dan terlalu was-was selagi tiada zat najis. Walaubagaimanapun terdapat cadangan daripada sesetengah ustaz untuk menyamak seluruh badan sekali sekala bagi orang awam dan mungkin berkala bagi vet seperti sebulan sekali supaya jika terdapat najis 'mughollazoh' pada badan yang tidak diketahuinya, ia dapat disucikan. Namun saya kira ini adalah sekadar satu pandangan bukan kewajipan yang baik untuk mereka yang was-was praktikkan. Sebenarnya terdapat pelbagai persoalan - persoalan yang timbul yang berkait dengan kerjaya vet seperti bagaimana vet muslim merawat kuda yang terlibat dalam lumba kuda, apakah hukumnya?, bagaimana pula dengan bayaran upah perkhidmatan yang diterimanya? adakah ianya halal? Begitu juga jika vet muslim memberi perkhidmatan nasihat untuk memperbaiki usaha perladangan babi, bagaimanakah hukumnya? Adakah ianya berdosa kerana membantu orang memakan babi? Bagaimana jika membuat pembedahan yang panjang sehingga terlepas solat? Adakah sama seperti pembedahan manusia yang membolehkan solat tersebut dijamakkan?

Banyak lagi soalan-soalan yang datang samada daripada orang awam, di kalangan vet atau pelajar vet sendiri yang saya sendiri tidak mampu menjawabnya dengan ilmu agama yang cetek ini. Saya kira perkara yang sama juga berlaku atau akan berlaku dalam bidang kerjaya anda jika anda mencarinya ini kerana Islam itu adalah cara hidup yang syumul, elemennye terdapat dalam semua bidang, dan yang indahnya, Islam sudah pun ada jawapannya, terpulang pada kita untuk menyelidik dan memahaminya dengan panduan dan tunjuk ajar daripada mereka yang ahlinya.

Akhirnya, sebagai seorang muslim, marilah kita bersama mengambil tanggungjawab untuk memperbetulkan salah faham masyarakat khasnya masyarakat melayu berkaitan dengan isu ini. Perkara ini banyak dipertikaikan oleh masyarakat yang bukan Islam terutamanya mereka yang kuat memegang nilai kebajikan haiwan. Seorang senior saya dalam projek tahun akhirnya yang berkenaan dengan kebajikan haiwan, menjalankan satu soal selidik. Salah satu daripada soalannya adalah ' Jika anda melihat seekor anjing yang tersepit kakinya, adakah anda akan menolong melepaskan kakinya? Nyatakan alasan bagi setiap jawapan anda '. Sebagai seorang muslim saya merasa sedih dan malu apabila terdapat satu jawapan yang menyatakan 'Tidak, kerana saya seorang Islam'. Senario ini harus kita ubah kerana sebagai seorang Islam kita perlu menjaga 3 hubungan iaitu hubungan dengan Allah, hubungan sesama manusia dan hubungan dengan makhluk yang lain. Sesungguhnya Islam itu syumul, segalanya sudah pun digariskan panduannya, terpulang kepada kita untuk mencari, memahami dan mengamalkannya.

Wallahua'lam

Saya mengalu-alukan mereka yang ingin mengemuka pandangan, memperbetulkan fakta atau berkongsi maklumat baru berkenaan dengan hal ini. Anda bolehlah menghantar email kepada lapanjuta@yahoo. co.uk. Sekian moga bermanfaat untuk semua.

Terima kasih.

Dr. Mohd Dzulhamka Kamaluddin

DVM, UPM

Disemak oleh,

Prof. Dr. Rasedee Abdullah

Pensyarah Fakulti Perubatan Veterinar Universiti Putra Malaysia

Will I hear the country's head Imam talking about this?

More discrimination against our canine furry friends

2007-09-06T21:16:00.000+08:00

Very disturbing news today.

Restraining myself from all the profanities I can blurt out;

SeRiousLy...

Not enough with the bloody discriminating syarats for keeping dogs (which is the main reason why there are so many stray dogs in the first place), now with this?

What are these people, STUPID? GOBLOK? BODOH? TOLOL?

Obviously the council has not stepped out of their third world mentality and oh-i'm-so-alim-holier-than-thou-and-clean-living blindness. How cetek-mindedness they can be.

Bodoh, really bodoh.

Instead of wasting all that money on having the rakyat doing all the dirty work and getting bitten at the same time, how about actually INVESTING in a neutering program which is even more long term? At least that is far cheaper, and for a LONG LONG TIME. And in addition, we wouldn't have dogs snapping at you since they won't give birth to pups (that's why they're aggressive in the first place, they're PROTECTIVE for their pups!) or they will lack the testosterone drive to go pissing everywhere and be the macho alpha dog.

It's so obvious where the country is going despite 50 years of independence. Yada yada with the tallest this, the longest that; but with the people running the councils and government shaming their own grandparents and their future grandchildrens, how are we to call Malaysia a DEVELOPED COUNTRY?

Bodoh. Cannot use the money to repair the bloody drains and the pot-holey roads ka?

If you do not support this, sign this petition: Stop the Hunt - Protest Against Selayang Dog Catching Contest Petition to Selayang Council. I did sign for the least.

“There is not an animal on the earth, nor a flying creature flying on two wings, but they are peoples like unto you.” - Koran, surah 6, verse 38

What is Merdeka to you?

2007-08-31T20:47:00.000+08:00

What do you think Malaysians do on the morning of the 50th Independence Day, when they couldn't go to all the hype and happening gatherings at Dataran Merdeka (with all the heat strokes, shoulder-to-shoulder contacts and sweaty armpits) other than watching it on t.v.?

They play BADMINTON, Malaysia's national sport!

I'm not being Un-Patriotic, but hey, at least this is healthier compared to having to endure the hot sun at 10 am and smelling un-favourable odours at Dataran Merdeka.

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I was looking out of the window this morning, looking at the blue sky (nice weather today!) when the thought came, how do the newly-declared citizens of Malaya felt 50 years ago on this very day, what do they expect the next 50 years would carry.

Are we to feel the same way too today like them, what would the next 50 years of Malaysia bring? Confrontations? More hoohahs on NEP and the racial (and religion) biasness? Will there be any change to the education and social system? Or will there be a new age colonialization by outer forces of evil? Will Malaysia still be the melting pot of various races, and not the emphasis of a particular race?

I wonder what would Tunku Abdul Rahman, Tun Sabanathan and Tan Cheng Lock say, seing the state of Malaysia today.

Would they be proud of the fast-tracked development and the boasted achievements we held high?

Or would they shake their heads, seing the social contract they worked so hard to create, being stepped on and ignored by the children of Today?

Let's not forget how Malaya first come to reach her independence, how the liberal Tunku and his NATION-MATES forged the word Merdeka on the 31st of August, 50 years ago.

How Malaya endured the tumultous communist era, the confrontations, how Malaysia was formed through all this, the black May 13 we went through (with the flying kerises), the sudden development charges and opening of new townships and cities, the survivability through the 97's financial crises, and finally how everything combined to come to this day.

I won't ignore that the racial cards were played throughout these 50 years, but it wasn't the emphasis on races that were the X factor to how we survived, but it was how we break through that race-label barrier and maintain a steady 'give and take' system.

I still hear stories of how a rare group of Malays during the May 13 shelter their Chinese friends from being burned by their own people, and in another part of the country, some Chinese kind-heartedly provide basic necessities to impoverished Malay families affected by the accident.

Why can't we learn from this today? Why still maintain the column 'Bangsa' in our official forms when all of us anyways, are Bangsa : Malaysia?

Why not stop saying, oh, I'm a Melanau, Malay, Chinese, Indian when we can simply say, I'm a Malaysian? Aren't we created by the same God, and equally for that matter?

So... HAPPY 50th Merdeka, people of Malaysia!

It's a pleasure to live on this land and with you people out there from the day I was born.

2007-08-26T20:07:00.001+08:00

What's Your Reputation at Hogwarts? (26 different characters)

Kind Slytherin (Trapped In The Right House For The Wrong Reasons):House: SlytherinBest Friend(s): Draco, Blaise, and Cedric. GryffindorsHarry: Isn't friends with you, but wishes he was.Ron: Asked you to stay at his house for the summer, claiming it was part of a "school experiment".Hermione: Admires your ability to break free from common school steroetypes.Oliver Wood: Has had a crush on you ever since you came to one of his Quidditch games wearing Gryffindor colors (the match wasn't against Slytherin, though).Fred and George Weasley: Aren't you're close friends, but not distant ones either. You hang out with each other during school, but not over summer.Seamus Finnigan: Tries to impress you so that you'll like him.Neville Longbottom: Wishes Ginny were as kind as you are.Dean Thomas: Doesn't know you very well, but still likes your companionship.Ginny Weasley: Thinks that if you were her friend, she would be more popular than ever (so she's constantly and annoyingly by your side).Parvati Patil: Laughs at your jokes and comments even when they're not directed anywhere near her.Padma Patil: Wonders if she would be like you if she were in Slytherin.HufflepuffsCedric Diggory: Met you when he was in third year when he accidently bumped into you and knocked you down. He was surprised when you apologized, and ever since you've been almost inseperable.RavenclawsCho Chang: Doesn't know that you're kind because she avoids you.SlytherinsDraco Malfoy: Envies that you know how to express your feelings to everyone. He wishes you would teach him to be more like you, even if he doesn't act like it on the outside. He tried to ask you out once, but you weren't falling for his slick charm (you know him better than anyone else).Crabbe: Only knows who you are because of Draco's rantings.Goyle: Same as Crabbe.Pansy Parkinson: Thinks you're a disgrace to the house of Slytherin.Marcus Flint: Worships the ground you walk on.Blaise Zabini: Is your best friend after you spilled your heart out to him outside near the lake. He found it amazing that you hated to be judged and disliked only because you were in Slytherin. Recently, he's tried to get you to notice that he wants to be more than your friend, but you never notice because Cedric or Oliver always manage to steal you away.TeachersDumbledore: Is extremely proud of the way you've handled your situation.Professor McGonagall: Doesn't know you very well, but sees past the stereotype of your house and treats you kindly.Professor Flitwick: Admires your skills in his subject.Professor Trelawney: Secretly hates that you are more liked than she is.Professor Snape: Adores you, even though you aren't cruel and evil.Filch: Ignores you because he's jealous of you're popularity.
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Yikes. Didn't expect this. Probably it's the mood from my previous post infecting into here. Heh~

In the face of adversity

2007-08-25T12:51:00.000+08:00

WARNING! Horrid-side-of-me flaming on people post coming up! If you cannot stand swear words or refuse to see the bad side of me, please kindly type another url add up there or click back, okay?

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Daily assignments, weekly presentations, daily sarcasms and criticisms, depressing tests, replacement lectures on weekends, crazy biased lecturers and clinicians, weird sleep timings...

That's when in final year, the real side of some people start to show up, the evil a.k.a. alter ego side. Some people start to be snobbish, start to be bossy and irritating, SELFISH is the word of the day.

I feel like saying "Fuck YOU" and wave the middle finger in front of them. Nice to see their reaction similar to being slapped on the face. *evil grin*

I just don't understand of the stupid attitude of these people. They prefer to take and take and take, but never give. No matter how hard I tried to be nice and give as much as I can for the benefit of all, COOPERATION was NEVER in their mind. And at the end of the day, I'll be the one to be blamed, not themselves.

I feel like knocking their heads with a rock, "COME ON! If I'm not there to help you, then who else will be doing it?!? You your ownself said you cannot do it, and yet when I did help but something do turn out wrong at your own fault, you still blame me?!?!
CERMINKAN DIRI SENDIRI HOI! TAKDE KEMALUAN DIRI KA HAR?!?".

Even people who were close to me were surprised when I blew my top off yesterday. That shows how much patience I have until someone decided," Oh! Why not I step on her head? She won't mind anyway".

Fuck you bitch. Wake up! You think you can boss me around? So this is your real attitude har??! No wonder people start to complain about you of all people! So you think you are as smart then ha, as smart as the lecturers and clinicians? Then explain to me, smart-ass, why do you still ended up repeating some of the classes we all managed to score high grades ha?

It's just no use talking to this kind of people. It's just like banging the rock on an empty tong sampah, smell of rotten fish. What I want is a final year to remember the good times for, not idiots like this.

RAWr... Hrrmph...

To survive in this world, we hold close to us those people on whom we depend.

We trust in them our hopes, our fears.

But what happens when trust is lost?

Where do we run when things we believe in vanish before our eyes?

When all seems lost, the future unknowable, our very existence in peril... all we can do is run.

- Narration from Heroes, Episode "Run!"

I heart Malaysia Part 5

2007-08-13T22:41:00.000+08:00

OK... 9 more to go...Cannot procrastinate anymore.

9. Is it me or is this country full of slow-down bumps on the road? At least it stopped those idiotic pelumba motor kapcai haram from racing around my flat making super duper noises and making me lose my sleep. Thank God for Malaysian road bumps and I mean it! (though some idiots tend to vandalize the signboard lah, you Malaysians should know what I mean)

8. Thank you Malaysia for the likes of Yasmin Ahmad, Michelle Yeoh, Nicole David, Wong Mei Choo and Wong Choong Han. These are the people who stood up on their own feet, being famous world wide and made us proud whilst being humble at the same time. Yeah, especially Nicole and Yasmin. Salute 'em.

7. Rain, lots of rain. Yes, despite us complaining about the rain spoiling our day or the floods coming up, rain is like heaven especially with the hot hazy tropical weather now. So thank God for rain.

6. Malaysian radiowaves with an amalgamation of songs that are either English, Malay, Indian, Chinese can do serious hypnosis on your brain. Yesterday I came down from the RapidKL bus, humming and drumming to the Indian song that was playing and the Malay bus driver was tapping on his steering wheel to the beat of the same song too.

5. Again, like those imported English childhood stories, we have the local children stories, like the Pak Pandir series, Hang Nadim, and stories that always, always involve names like Abu, Ah Chong and Siva, or Pak Lebai and his wife.

4. Malaysian Mega Sales annual triple series! 20, 30 or even up to 70% discounts! Enuff said... :D

3. Scaling mountains, island hopping, backpacking through the jungles, swimming in beautiful waterfalls, boating through rivers, wading through underground streams in humongous caves; and that is just a handful of the natural beauties Malaysia can offer!

2. My roots are here. Though my ancestors' origin were the islands of Polynesia (yeah, read up about the chronicles of how the Melanaus came to Sarawak in the first place) and my grandfather was an immigrant from China, my roots have gone too deep and long down here, that being in another country just seemed... wrong. Despite all the misgivings of this country, yes, my roots belonged here.

1. I am born here. I have a country that is called my own. Isn't that something we always take for granted?

Now all that is done...

I just saw Reza, my DVM senior on 8tv! And showing off what he loves the most, wrestling with crocodiles on camera! Woot!

I heart Malaysia Part 4

2007-08-09T21:58:00.000+08:00

Aiyoyo... Lost my pace on this one. Plus am going to have the 1st Equine Disease tomorrow and I haven't even flipped through a single page of the handouts! 5 years of bloody exam just took out the life of studying early for 'em... Sigh~ -_-' . Rather love playing around and end up studying last minute for the past 2 years :D

Anyways.... Continuing on with why I still *heart* Malaysia despite all the 'goblokness' and the trashing of bloggers by monkeys up there. Hmmm....

19. Eating loads and loads of local fruits picked with your own hands. My rotation group went for a visit to a small-time duck farm, passed by the university's neglected rambutan orchard and ended up doing 'fruit' rotation by picking up (with the lecturer and his post-graduate Utopian student again!!! WAHAHHAHAHA) 8 filled-to-the-brim plastic bags of rambutans. Not only that, we went cempedak (jack fruit) picking again! Wohohoho... And after savouring these, we opened up durians in the carpark next to the forestry faculty and immediately after that, eating up mangosteens my rotation mate brought in her car. The only fruits missing are the longans and buah mata kucings. Man.. I love Malaysian fruits... Oh wait, did I mentioned Malaysian fruits in my previous post?

18. I love Malaysia's version of the Domestic Short Hair cats. At least their tempers are not as evil as those pure-breeds (especially Persians.. Oh the horror!). And their tails curled up into little balls or the ends looked like a little hook. Like my little Mimi...

17. Ipoh White Coffee. Never had enough of it, especially that lingering taste on your tongue. Remembered I kept pestering Ah Teh to bring me back packets of iced White Coffee from Ipoh while doing my poultry practical in Dinding's Breeder Broiler Farm. Though ended up being the faithful visitor to the toilet due to the extremely efficient diuretic effect of caffeine...

16. Maggie Mee. The ever faithful instant mee in my box especially when pockets are empty but with a few beetles and tissue in it (memang student life la). Can even buy one packet for 60 cents! Plus the culinary variety you can add to a simple instant mee. Mamak-style maggie goreng la, curry mee with egg and fried tofu, mi bandung with the simple mixture of tomato sauce, etc.. It's Malaysian made rite? Even the ones imported to Britain still have their Malay instructions!

15. Lekors, pisang goreng, cempedak goreng. Yammm..... Stomach fillers especially when studying or having group discussions in the afternoon in faculty. Can even bring to the wards too! (though illegally and hush hush la)

14. Driving through the kampongs and rural areas and seeing delicous kangkongs growing wildly by the stream or rivers. And thinking how to cook them; belacan, sambal or oyster sauce?

I've been posting too much about food. Have... to... change... topic...

13. Like the U.S. with their Social Security Number, we have our IC numbers, and plus got MyKad again. Unique mah...

12. Despite the dryness and the extreme boringness of the Sejarah subject (self-professed Sejarah 5-years snorer here!), I find Malaysia's history abit intriguing and unique, especially when it comes to policy making and the factors that influence it. And how it ended up in our laws, culture and society today. And the factors and historical incidences that are not included in today's Sejarah SPM or PMR books. So sedih to think of people not bothering to look back in the past and scrutinize the reasons for the existence of certain policies or statements by the past leaders like the late Tunku and making a fool of themselves today.

11. Farni local telcos adverts. Not enough with the global stalking, now there's even training camps for stalkers?!? (refering to Digi yellow-man adverts la)

10. Local nursery songs together with those imported from the English. Like 'Tip tap tip tap, hujan dah turun' or 'Dayung, dayung sampan' or 'Burung kakak tua'. Not forgetting some of the songs in native languages and dendangan pantuns. Remembered hearing old pantuns played on one local Sarawak radio station every late Saturday night and my dad will be hearing and writing down the lyrics...

9 more to go! Going into the home stretch aredi!

2007-07-22T00:06:00.000+08:00

I'll have to postpone my '50 reasons to *heart* Malaysia for the time being.

This is a shock. Another shock that is.

Another lecturer of mine just passed away suddenly this evening at 5.30pm. The information was very hazy, but it was said that she had an accident in the bathroom especially since she just broke her leg last week.

And she is one of the most influential lecturer in the Malaysian veterinary industry, our faculty and the university. We lost another good teacher in the ruminant industry and important large animal sectors.
Many of us remembered her as the coordinator for our Veterinary Medicine, some of our Ruminant Rotations and Morning Rounds, the Timbalan Dekan for Academics few years back and also the supervisor of multitudes of final year projects on ruminants for over 20 years.

And she was selected as one of the finalist for the most excellent lecturer in the country.

In Memory of Assoc. Prof. Dr. Che Teh Fatimah Nachiar Iskandar, whose over 20-over years of experience will never be replaced by another.

May God rest her soul.

Please say a prayer for her, or the Yassin if you are a Muslim.

2007 is definitely a jinxed year. We are losing alot of some of our good lecturers in the faculty lately.

What the hell is going on here?

I heart Malaysia Part 3

2007-07-12T23:42:00.000+08:00

29. Adult children still exercise filial piety to their parents, upholding our Eastern values despite all the westernization lah, globalization lah, glocal thingy lah. I irk whenever I hear my ang-moh friends calling their parents or older relatives by their first names when I was in Britain. I don't believe in putting your parents on the same level with you since they makan garam lebih dahulu, they deserve more respect since after all, in God's Ten Commandments, we must obey (and thus respect) our parents. Heck, even my dad gave up his beloved 20-year old Mitsubishi so that my late granpa can use it for his hospital trips back in my kampung. People who stepped over their parents, are in for that thing called 'tulah' or bad luck and bad reputation for the rest of their lives.

28. Most taxi drivers here (except for the few ceke~k darah wan) are pretty talkative and easy to talk to. I just got to know this afternoon about a glimpse of the life of one who was an ex-cop, has a son who's an officer in the Health Ministry and constantly brings his parents to East M'sia, admires pretty Sabahan sino girls and likes to eat seafood in KK and the foodstall areas in Satok, Kuching. All that in just a 20-minute drive from South City Plaza to my flat! A good customer service rapport lei for Visit Malaysia 2007.

27. Sarawak Rainforest Music Festival! Dammit! After 10 years, I finally got the money to go, but no time to do so! Shouldn't have come back to uni last week... *cries buckets and buckets*

26. We have Seekers, Friday nites in NTV7. Freaky in a way especially when you mix an overreactive imagination and reactions by the 'victim' that sometimes goes overboard. Something like seeing the progress of hysteria or real-life local exorcisms on t.v. though most of the time it was quite lame la especially when they have the host resembling a 'hantu pocong'.

25. I *hearrt* x 1000000000000~~~~ Cameron Highlands especially when travelling in a not-so-big group of vet friends, on a low budget and manage to pull some strings to stay in one of the Boh tea plantations! Especially with all the crazy stuff we did up there. Like driving through that steep beside-the-hill roads going up to our hostel in the dark (! dangerous you know...we only realize how far down they go the next morning), 'professional' photoshoots among the tea bushes, pretending to be tea-pluckers by borrowing their scissor-like collector thingy or go eating strawberries with hot dripping chocolate! Warhhhhhhhhhh....

24. Kancils that super-modifiable (not ah bengs wan!) and healthy on low-income pockets. And also easy to weave through traffic and park in tight spots. Plus it's Malaysian-produced with their own Perodua centers! So easy lah to get spare parts or cheap repairs from these trusted sources.

23. Cheap oil palm cooking oil! Better than spending loads on butter or olive oil just to cook sayur goreng compared to other parts of the world.

22. Never underestimate jungle vegetables. For example 'midin', or also known as Paku Bidayuh which can only be found in the wild especially in secondary jungles. Everytime I try to explain that this plant resembles fern leaves here in Peninsular Malaysia, I always get this weird reaction saying 'You eat ferns?'. But this plant itself could save you from starvation okay. When I was a kid, I like to watch in awe seeing the aunties that went into the small jungle next to my old house carrying empty weaved baskets and coming out around 3-4 hours later with small bundles of 'midin' rolled within banana leaves and tied with strings of roots from a tree. Sedap to cook either with belacan or oyster sauce. The ones in Peninsular are hmmph...how to say...too hard and 'stick'-y, not as soft and gooey like the ones in the East Malaysia.

21. We have gases in tongs instead of gas pipelines like the ones I've seen in Britain. Felt it's more safer since we won't have more risk of leaked gas or exploding homes(unless your rubber stove pipes are faulty la) and easier to control.

20. Raptor watching at that time of the year! Cool-eh, especially when you get to watch up close birds of prey like the Japanese Sparrowhawk at Port Dickson since that place is the closest to Sumatra compared to other points of the country.

Another 19 more to go! Sorry la...busy with the begining of the semester. What to do...final year mah... :D

I heart Malaysia Part 2

2007-07-12T20:16:00.000+08:00

My centennial post! Yey! Now, continuing with...

39. Processions everywhere! There's the Kuching City Day parade (damn, I really missed it), the Thaipusam kavathi(?)-carrying procession, the Lion dances etc. . Added with all the mini stalls at the side of the road with their own delicacies for sale ... Yammm...

38. The 'mountains and mountains' different traditional kuehs from different races. Will never stop chomping down on one.

37. The country with the most holidays in one year, I think. And every state also have their own individual unique holidays to celebrate the birthday of their Sultan, or Yang Di-pertua, or other ritual-related holidays like Gawai, Keamatan, Deepavali, Thaipusam etc.

36. There has to be one session during the primary school years where kids (usually Primary 1 to 3) will be squatting beside the drain, brushing their teeths after school recess with their little cups while the school dental nurse holds up that teeth prop and demo with the mega-big toothbrush. Love that moment since we get to compare the little cups, which one is the cutest or the biggest, and line 'em up every morning on a book shelf behind class. Oh, and running away and hide somewhere behind the staircase or in the Pusat Sumber during the roll call for the routine dental checkup. How ironic since my mom is also a dental nurse...LoL..

35. Getting to observe wildlife in their natural surroundings or amalgamation of human settlements with the jungle. Where else can you see wild boars and proboscis monkeys going around with their own business except in Bako National Park, or getting to see macaques, porcupines and wild jungle birds in Belum National Park?

34. Cheap computer hardwares and accessories (I'm not talking about pirated CDs arr), and the price trend that keeps on going down every week. Imagine a 1G thumbdrive the price of only RM20-30. Far cry from it's previous price of RM500 a year ago.

33. Badminton. I'm a badminton freak. I'll be glued to the TV during badminton season especially when the men doubles are playing, or rip out the back part of the newspaper that are devoted to badminton. Like China to their athletics, America to their basketballs and baseball, NZ to their rugby, we have badminton on our side. YEah... MAlaysia RULEZ...

32. Ice kacang. Air batu campur. Cendol. Mixed together with mango slices, or nata de cocos, or that buah kamci(?), laici or longans. A must to eat by the roadside or under the zinc shed during a hot afternoon. I love the one near the Batu Lintang Teachers College back in Kuching, they still use that old traditional green ice shaver.

31. A plate of piping hot nasi lemak at 12 midnight or at 8 am in the morning. Each with their own unique sambal, especially like the ones made by a Malay makcik near my flat here in Serdang. Can even tapau, bring and eat it in class to make other people jealous :D.

30. A nice hot cup of Neslo (Nescafe + Milo) to settle in especially after being drenched by the rain.

Another 29 more to go!

I heart Malaysia Part 1

2007-07-11T21:59:00.000+08:00

Spurred by Life's Legalities challenge on finding what makes Malaysia home despite all the hoohahs going on around here (link) . So here it goes! I'll just put it randomly har...

50. Well, we literally have "summer" throughout the whole year, with the occasional monsoon, haze and fruit season :) . So no need to fork out extra RMs just to buy more jumpers or go to tanning saloons since we can do so here for free!

49. The number one undisputable Kuching KOLO MEE! A whiff of it is enough to make me cry for more, especially the ones with the red pork sauce. Slurrrpz... Add soup, and you have a nice hot bowl of Kolo mee soup!

48. Sarawak Laksa especially the one from the chinese kopitiam near my house. The aunty make it super duper harum and so fresh worrr. Never failed to tapau it back to KL at the end of holidays. Don't challenge me with the crap that Penang or Johor Laksa is better. Sarawak's one is one of a kind, you will never be able to compare it with other laksas.

47. The land of the Durians, Rambutans, Buah Mata Kucing and (confined to Sarawak) Dabais. There's the processed products again...durian dodol, rambutan drink, durian ice cream. Yammm.... Oh, for those who do not know, Dabai is a black-skinned fruit smaller than Ciku and can be found during certain seasons. I never tried eating the whitish content of it (usually people here eat it with salt), but I usually go pick and eat the contents of the seed. Once you taste it, you'll never let go of it.

46. Can you find sago worms anywhere except here? Enuff said. Yeah, they look freaky, but they taste like fish.

45. The constant free buffets and kenduris everywhere. You can even barge in (dengan muka tidak malu) and load up your plate to the fullest and not having to pay a cent for it! Yeah, we Malaysians are food-lovers.

44. Kuching, the land (not cats!) of mega roundabouts the size of a football field with a name that even the 2 metre signboard couldn't fit. Where else can you find a roundabout anywhere around the world with the name "Bulatan Datuk Patinggi Abang Haji Abdillah Bin Datuk Bandar Abang Haji Mohammad Kassim"? (ilham Kenny Sia)

43. Scrunching away on kuaci (sunflower seed) while watching your favourite movie or Chinese/Indian/Malay soap operas on tv.

42. Waking up in the morning hearing to the beautiful tunes of a wild common mynah or occasionally oreoles outside your window sitting on tree tops.

41. Peace. Being able to walk around without worrying of being shot for being different (legally la).

40. How we always to manage to end our sentences with the lahs, kahs, kans, bahs, bohs, wor, or the occassional mixture of other languages. I mean, where else can you hear someone conversing halfway in English and suddenly mix it with a little of Iban, Malay and Cantonese?

next 40 reasons, coming up in the next post.

"there's a storm coming Harry..."

2007-07-11T19:44:00.000+08:00

Verdict for Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix movie?

Hmmm....I'll just give it a 3 out of 5. One point for the cool but very extremely short battle scene at the end (and my bladder just have to scream at that moment..chih..geram).

The rest are, hmm... okaylah, quite bland at some parts, some parts didn't follow the book and some are left hanging without proper explanations. As though something is missing in the overall picture. So much for the hype with the teaser trailers and all. Better not release the details lah here, don't want any movie spoilers :D.

And the movie does not appeal to kids below 12 (obviously since the whole plot is so dark, and some bloody idiotic kids with no parents to discipline them were making so much noise in the front row). Plus, considering today is the premiere, the screening quality at the cinema I went to were...how to say, not up to the par from what you expect from a HARRY POTTER PREMIERE SCREENInG.

Maybe I should have gone with Mark and watch Transformers and oggle over Optimus Prime.

And yes, I'm back in Serdang. The finale of all years being in UPM.
One year from now, hopefully, I could hold up happily that scroll that labels me as a veterinary surgeon.

777

2007-07-07T14:17:00.000+08:00

It's 07.07.07 today!

Happy license-to-kill-day people! Kill off first by buying 6D number!

Oh... And one memorable note for today. I carried a baby grey gibbon today! So cute wan! Got little black furry 'cap' on top again. And it keep on licking his hand after we fed it Nutrigel. Cuteeeeeeeeeee gila babis! Like a little human baby and his name is Abun!

Yeah, it's a protected species under CITES, and it's currently being under the threat of extinction due to all the loggings around here. So DON'T GO BUY GIBBONS unless you apply for a license from Perhilitan or the Forestry Department to keep one.

Angela Aki - Kodoku no Kakera, Fragments of Solitude

2007-06-29T21:23:00.000+08:00

Saw this in Wenq's ongaku blog.

Marvelous...simply marvelous. Just the likes of Rie Fu and other genius Japanese pop jazz artists... Her voice is like pulling strings from your heart!

Warghhh!! My latest Jap idol is here!

"I'll blow it away"

2007-06-28T23:28:00.000+08:00

What do you call someone who has a bout of sinusitis and does CPR on a cat directly on the mouth when it loses it's ability to breath during a routine spay surgery?

A hingus-leaking IPPV machine. (ilham Davies)

And everyone say together now... Say... "EEEEwwwwwwWWWwww".

Yes. I gave the kiss of life to a queen today.
No.. not that queen sitting on the throne. Yikes, that's the Agong's wife ok...
The queen refers to a she-cat for those who is not familiar with the feline gender.

I've lost my kissing virginity @_@

.... but no, I've not lost my orientation for the opposite gender yet.

But it's worth it, every leaky breath of it. The cat survived and is now alive and well :D. And still alive to be a proud mother to 3 gutsy grey kitties.

In the news today...

2007-06-26T21:30:00.000+08:00

Shit! Chris Benoit is dead! Apparently he murdered his wife and son and committed suicide after that but not with a gun. Crap... and I liked his poses in WWE during my secondary school days...

And the continuation of the mother of all galactic real-time strategy gam, Starcraft 2 is out! Check out the trailers!

Need to find a compatible computer to play the game... Warghh... It's like almost more than 5 years since I played this game!

2007-06-23T21:28:00.000+08:00

Craps to fill in time la...

Home food hunt so far fulfilled:

1. Kolo mee with Soup

2. Mummy's home-made Kacang Ma :P~~~~ (and seeing how it's done! Yey! Now I know how to make!)

Bonus: 3. Pinoy's Halo Halo ABC and

4. Kare Kare Oxtail Dish (Thanx Voon & Eing for choosing the place for mini reunion!)

Update 28/6/07:

5. All Joy's Fried Rice. No more the same old original flavouring I remembered when I was a kid eating 2 packets of it. Sigh~~

6. Sugarbun's Mashed Potato. YuMMM!!! YEY! Standard still same as before!

7. White Lady Drink. Bought at All Joy at a WHOOPING RM4!!! WAHLAU... And the composition of the drink is not worth even RM3 ok! INFLASI HABIS HABIS!

8. Sundrop's Orange Juice. Drank 2 cans at one go... Hehehehe...

Bonus: 9. Three-layered coffee from Sugarbun. Boleh tahan, but might be too bitter for some people. Haiya...coffee-addict can withstand any levels of bitterness wannn...

Home food (& drink!) hunt still on the roll:

1. Sarawak laksa with that Ummph! (supposed fragrance from nuts or peanut butter)

2. Ayam pasoh (Chicken cooked in bamboo, very very common during Gawai. Hopefully sempat to get it before the 'ulung tikai' or closing ceremony)

3. Goh. Fun Kee Klang Bak Kut Teh (For 2 years I've been passing by that crossroad at 3rd mile, but never bothered to go in and try)

4. Jalan Song's Barbequed Ikan Pari. Yummm....

5. Daddy's Kari Kijang. or Kari Ayam. Anyways, I don't care what's the meat.

6. All the *insert number* layered tea. You can never find it anywhere except in Sarawak.

7. Sunny Hill's ice cream. mmmmm.......My dad have good taste in ice creams...

8. Tuak. Wahahahahahahhahahahahahahhahahahahhahahahahhahahaha...What can I do!? I missed Gawai!

9.**more to come, come on Kuching people! Give me more ideas before I go back next sem and may not come back for Christmas!**

Very typical of a Kuching-ian hor? Always think about food. :P

2007-06-22T14:48:00.000+08:00

Saw this in The Flaccid Mind... and tried it.

Heh? I thought I did worse than that. Hmmm...

Home~

2007-06-22T12:36:00.000+08:00

Pretty eh? I think the sun is still out, so Kuching-ians, LOOK UP! FEEL THE SUN!

And yes... I'm HOMME!!!

After 6 months of torture and on the other side of the South China Sea, I'm home :D. My darling kolo mee, here I come.....

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OMG... Sophia Wong is in Estee Lauder Model Search! She's sooooo PRETTY! WAHLAU!

*Sophia Wong was my ex-schoolmate, the brains of the Accounts streams. She opened the eyes of some of the Science kiasus out there that being in Accounts doesn't put you in a lower standard. Heck, she even scored straight A1s ok for SPM! Respect her and those in the accounts stream.

2007-06-15T09:53:00.000+08:00

Exam result's out.

Sigh~

At least it's a relieve that I don't need to repeat any subjects. And the grade is enough to pull up my ever-dropping CGPA.
Of course I'm happy. But it's just a subtle feeling considering what will be coming next sem.

And I'm going back next Monday! YEY!!! :D

2007-06-01T16:28:00.000+08:00

I'm hungry.
I want seafood.
I want Laksa Sarawak.
I want Kolo Mee Soup.
I want Fried Omelette with Clams.
I want my White Lady drink.
I need to go home.
So hard to survive another 2 weeks here.

One black chicken, two black chicken, three black chicken

2007-06-01T14:48:00.000+08:00

I thought Silky Chickens (Nei, the ones producing chicken black meat, scientifically proven to be nutritious since it has this amino acid that acts like anti-oxidants. Ooops, too much scientific jargon) are supposed to look like this, all cute and fluffy and huggy-ble:

But no...

They have to look like this!!!

Not silky enough! And very rough looking!

But understandable la, they mix the breed with the local ayam kampong.

Went to Pekan Nenas, Johor to visit one of the only 2 Silky Chicken farm in Malaysia (with Singapore as the major importer) last Wednesday. Yes, the meat is black, heck, even the bones and internal organs are black!

See! Black skin! Even when the feather is white!

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Remember my post about Malaysia kononnya the Promised Land? Lina Joy's predicament proved that point. I didn't know about her case being rejected on Wednesday since I was in Johor until I read the news online the next day. So much for freedom to freely practice any religion we desire under the constitution, when the constitution can be manipulated maliciously to sacrifice our rights.

I wonder what would Tunku Abdul Rahman, Tan Cheng Lock and Tun Sambanathan say when they see the crap the country has plunged into. So much for inter-religion dialogue, so much for "no division between religion and races". Bah, my ass.

Ironically, this case rejection has practically made Lina eligible as a Christian matyr. Backfire of decisions, neh chief judges? I'm just glad one of the chief judge begged to differ from the rest. At least one had the sense of mind to know the true meaning of the constitution.

I don't care if I get ISA-ed by this post. Heck, it's my right to say out my mind right? And it's not like everyone would believe what I wrote (that's what one of those high-ups in the clouds of the government mentioned anyways).

Gayu Guru Gerai Nyamai

2007-05-31T16:12:00.000+08:00

Warghh... It's Gawai tomorrow! Stucked in this mudhole for another 2 weeks and cannot go back and have a fine time visiting and drinking tuak... Sigh...

Well, to the Ibans and Bidayuhs and other indigenous races in Sarawak that celebrate the Harvest Festival of Rice,

Selamat Hari Gawai, Gayu Guru Gerai Nyamai.

Have a fun time bergila-ing whereever you can but moderately la. Don't go driving into the drain after drinking cans and cans of beer and see yourself timbus by tanah after that. Iboh naya diri, camne keluarga kitak mauk survive klak?

And nooo... Melanaus do not celebrate Gawai.. HOW MANY TIMES I HAVE TO SAY?!? We celebrate Pesta Kaul, something like praising the god of the sea for the harvest of fish (other than being sago farmers, majority are also fishermen) and that is usually around monsoon season.

Despite being unlucky enough for not being able to go back especially for Gawai, and having to come back to this mudhole during the Rainforest Music Festival in early July (*cry**cry*), I still have another 73% of luck to go...

Your Luck Quotient: 73%

You have a high luck quotient.
More often than not, you've felt very lucky in your life.
You may be randomly lucky, but it's probably more than that.
Optimistic and open minded, you take advantage of all the luck that comes your way.

How Lucky Are You?

Hmm.. Maybe it's because of my surname, the Malay translation for luck? Hehez..tidak malu :P

Cur poenam cordi parvo damus, why give punishment to lesser hearts

2007-05-29T16:31:00.001+08:00

W00t! My watercolour painting entry for the above RK contest has been approved! Yehs! Hopefully can win something (:P)

Yeah, to some of you it's lame, but it's a different story for me who has been a fanatic for RK since...uh.. first seeing the series in 2002 (though Monique, my ex-schoolmate was the first of the few persons I know who got hooked to it initially). The painting is not a big deal since I've lost the touch in traditional art since entering vet... But there's more to come...

Sigh, no time la, what to do. But ever since starting practical here and concurrently my TV is busted, what else can I do beside painting and reading up for the next day's cases?

Huhuu... sedihnya...

Oh, and since my TV is rosak, so terpaksa have to re-watch whatever series and movies I have in hand, but then no regrets lah, since I get to watch FFVII's Advent Children again and finally able to understand the whole plot in the end! And Yakusoku no Chi's haunting choral of "The Promised Land" kept on playing in my head until now! Wahlew... but the lyrics cukup menyedihkan, couldn't help picturing it singing about the young Aids victims and underpriviledged children cared by Kak Pi and Daphne Ling...

Yeah, Malaysia is the Promised Land, but even in the promised land promises are seldom fulfilled...especially evident by seeing these people...

Cur in gremio haeremus?

Why do we cling together?

Cur poenam cordi parvo damus?

Why give punishment to lesser hearts?

Stella nobis non concessit, non concessit (x2)

The stars did not forgive us, did not forgive us (x2)

Venarum pulsus in terram fluens, in terram fluens

The throbbing pulse flows through the earth, flows through the earth

Parvus pulsus

A tiny pulse

Cor mortem ducens

A heart drawn to death

Vita mollis in stellam redeunt

A gentle life returns to the stars

Animam sacrificare necesse est?

Must souls be sacrificed?

Cur in gremio, in gremio haeremus?

Why do we cling, cling together?

Cur veniam petimus

Why do we beg for forgiveness

In terra fatali?

In the promised land?

Crap, I feel an ear infection coming up in my right ear...

"Explain, explain, as I turn to meet the power..."

2007-05-22T11:20:00.000+08:00

For the 5 th time in just one month, people have stumped me with this question:

"What are you going to do after you graduate?"

Maybe it's because of quite alot of seniors now opting to work in the faculty. Or maybe it's because of the term "final year" which I'll be entering in a few weeks time.

Hmm...

To answer the question seriously, I don't know. It's not that I'm not worried about the future, I have a rough plan in mind on what I might probably do, but many things can change in just one year that can change that plan. I don't abhor changes, but looking at the way I am now, I'm just too blur and confused to comprehend them. Shaking the foundations of this plan is that 'what if'.

What if the government decided to call me into their service since I'm bonded under their scholarship?
I have very little interest in large animal industry, though goats and poultry are the few of my fav topics after small animal. And to think that the government bond is going to last 7-8 years... That's almost a decade of my life seating in the office doing management work and handling idiosyncrasies from the top departments! I'm not like my dad, patient enough to handle this while surfing through all the paperworks. I love to be in the field, doing work directly on animals, not dealing with management fracas! The only consolation I have is that the past two batches haven't be called yet, so hopefully for my year they won't. But it's hard to say...

What if I don't have the skills that truly pictures a professional veterinarian? I don't want to end up doing lab stuff (no offence to lab workers or those stuck in labs yah!) and not practicing what I've learnt and slaved through all that years! As what the large animal clinician here once mentioned, "You may have all the book knowledge and grades, but when it's different when it comes to actually doing the work". I may have other soft skills, but when it comes to the veterinary profession, do I have what it takes to be a doctor of the sick?

What if I'm not cut out for research works? Or even financially for that matter? I've felt a 'research calling' since the beginning of 4th year (thanks to Research Method, while others don't get it, I do understand it) especially when it comes to small animal parasitology and cardiovascular medicine. But due to the indiscipline attitude of mine, I tend to procrastinate and do things last minute. I have, in my heart, to further on into my masters, if possible outside of Malaysia ever since my dad proposed it to me, but I'm not an A-grade or "OUTSTANDING" student or financially-able for that matter. I don't want my dad to fork out anymore money for me especially when it comes to my siblings to support too. So this option will have to be kept in view until the resources come.

God, when will these uncertainties end?

and now I’m alone ...

I’m looking out , I’m looking in,

way down

The lights are dim ...

and now I’m alone

I’m looking out I’m looking in,

way down

The lights are dim ...

: )

2007-05-21T10:49:00.000+08:00

TAKE THAT!

You Are the Middle Finger

A bit fragile and dependent on your friends, you're not nearly as hostile as you seem.
You are balanced, easy to get along with, and quite serious.
However, you can get angry and fed up with those around you. And you aren't afraid to show it!

You get along well with: The Index Finger

Stay away from: The Pinky

What Finger Are You?

Wahaha....

It must have been the formalin screwing up my head. Or the smell of rotten flesh. Or the sight of disintegrating livers and eyes. Or the touch of gritty intestinal contents...

WAHHAHAA... Enough to make you puke already?

Anyways, this is for the ex-band members of my time, Crest of Nobility is one of my fav symphonic renditions (still remembered reading it for the first time in Form 3).

Ahh, the school life... where kids can dream freely and still not get disappointed...

Pardon the poor quality, downloaded it from Dutchtown Middle School Band Website. Susah lah want to find for good quality ones.

"I wanna go to a place"

2007-05-14T17:02:00.000+08:00

Had enough with all the trashing posts lately. Need some serotonin to cure my headaches.

Good news for those back in Kuching who lovingly adore the sweet creamy taste of chocolate cheese cakes (other than I lene's one, that one cannot buy anywhere wan)...

SECRET RECIPE HAS FINALLY LANDED IN SARAWAK!

*Do the happy-little-bouncy-girl dance*

Just read it from Desmond Jerukan's food blog.

New York Chocolate Cheese cake... HERE I COME! Now I don't need to drool in KL's branch only when I can drool over it back at home! YEY! And now I have a place to drag my daddy who is a cheese cake addict himself!

For those who want to know where is it, does anyone remember the old Upwell supermarket near Ban Hock road just down from the junction where there is a hotel and the Indian temple (or the old PBK branch for that matter)?

Secret Recipe is just opposite it.

Warghh...cannot wait to go back home, got another 4 weeks and 5 days to go... And my pockets and hair are wearing thin from all the Maggie Mee and having to pay for house rent and bills.

That aside, saw these in the online Borneo Post for updates back at home:

Hohoho... Padan muka. Not enough kena tangkap polis, kena tangkap by the judge and YB again! Where can the parents hide their faces now and blame everyone else?

More hohohoho... That just beats the purpose of my mom burning my bro's Doraemon and Sin Chan comics like what, 14 years back? And to think that he ended up begging my aunty to buy more comics anyway, not books.

It's Post Mortem week for me this 2 weeks, so it's opening-the-carcasses and sneezing-due-to-the-formaline season. Hip hip hooray for me...Yeah right...See if I can post up some gross pictures for all to see .. *grin evil-ishly*

PS. to Alex: Yeah, my previous post title is from Bleach's ending song.

"nobody knows who I really am"

2007-05-12T17:36:00.000+08:00

Pissed.

Super crapping pissed.

Definitely not a good day for me.

Stupid uni putting up firewalls against blogspot. Now I could not even screen my own blog posts for mistakes. Not enough with that, the freaking department of security closed the gates into the uni! What, no wonder UPM can be equalled to universiti pegawai malas. So susah ka to open the old flat gate just for like what, 10 hours in the day time? That's what you all did every Saturday, considering today is not public holiday again!

Stupid next door 10-year old boys trying to be what, kononnya gangster sekolah? Lambasted them just now for their superb talents of making noises and GAMBLING RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY HOUSE! Fuck you all! FUCK! What kind of humans are you anyways? Homo dufus??? Not enough with threatening you all by dragging your parents to see what you drew on our door, you still got the guts to PLAY FIRE IN FRONT OF THE HOUSE! Not enough with my housemate being super pissed with you all because of that hah!?

Stupid dog. Yeah, I got a dog, a puppy that is FREAKISHLY DISOBEDIENT SUPER HYPERACTIVE chewer. Yeah, pissed because she BIT THE WASHING MACHINE WIRE INTO 2!!! OH THE HORRORS! I don't mind my housemate wanting and keeping the dog, but the one thing I couldn't stand about that dog is her never-ending chewing habit and cerewet-ing about dog food! WARRGHHH!!!

*Blood glucocorticoid levels on the rise, hyper-stress leukogram*

P.S.
Pardon the obscenities. That's what I am when tempers flare.

Me? A 5th year?

2007-05-09T17:53:00.000+08:00

Just saw a group of officially-good to graduate-vet seniors screaming their heads off congratulating and hugging each other while a few leap and run about reverting back to happy kids.

Shit.

In one year time, what they're experiencing now will be ours.

8 weeks and 4 days before we are officially the oldest DVM seniors in the faculty.

And the first in line to bear the brunt of tongue-lashings and sharp criticisms from clinicians and lecturers. With work-loads twice the ones in 4th year and clinical conferences to give.
And the gruelling comprehensive written and oral exams to end it all.

Crap. I don't even know whether I have enough knowledge to teach the juniors. Or to answer rains of questions confidently. Or to face one-on-one with the clinicians.

*Shiver*

2007-05-09T15:36:00.000+08:00

" ... Blogs and bloggers have come under the microscope once again but for the most part the people complaining haven't the faintest idea what blogging is all about, to the point that it's almost embarrassing...

... There are millions of blogs and some of the most interesting ones are those written by people who are, for example, cancer survivors who write about how they cope with everyday life and people who live in war zones like Iraq who give literally an insider’s view of the conflict...

... The wonderful thing about blogging is that it allows an individual to give voice to their thoughts when there are few other avenues available. Some of these thoughts are not necessarily positive and it has always mystified me why people complain about “political” bloggers who generally can make very erudite comments about national issues, and then say nothing about the fascist and racist bloggers who write under the guise of religion ..."

From today's The Star Musings:Blogging 101 for Politicians by Marina Mahatir.

Good kick-in-the-ass one, Marina. Those unexperienced, miseducated wailers and bull-shit crappers in the Parliament should go for a crash-course on blogging instead of pointing their bullshit-laden fingers to us bloggers in general. I don't like being involve in politics, but when it comes to politics ripping at my rights to WRITE A JOURNAL ON THE NET, that is something I won't tolerate.

Dog-Prejudiced Article

2007-05-07T13:54:00.000+08:00

Cannot help but need to comment on this while skimping through today's NST news:

What the hell with the prejudice with dogs har? All worms, all parasites, all blame it on the dogs. How about cats? Hamsters? Rabbits? They are not all clean and 'suci' anyway.

ESPECIALLY CATS. Can you imagine how many parasites they can give to a child, more ever even for pregnant women and adult men themselves!

There's TOXOPLASMOSIS. I really need to trash on the person who wrote this dog-biased article. HAVE YOU HEARD ABOUT IT? DO YOU EVEN CARE that the cats are the most common animal (I know some even kept up to 20 strays in a small terrace house!) that carry the eggs for this disease? DO YOU KNOW WHAT IT CAN DO? Do a survey on all the blind babies in the maternity wards in Malaysia. See how many were borned by mothers who kept cats and have direct contact with their cat's shit. See the connection? TOXOPLASMOSIS can cause unborn babies to blind, to suffer from severe brain damage, their moms having abortions, and adults to have brain disorders especially those who are immune-suppressed. Heck, you could be having the eggs now even! It's just a timebomb waiting to explode okay. Go watch House M.D. season 2, see the episode where the politician suffer from toxo.

And dogs are not the only culprit carrying hookworms and tapeworms, in fact cats play a huge role too, since cat owners tend to bath them lesser compared to dogs. 'Takut flu-lah, takut sakit-lah", does it even occur to you that you are helping the cat to harbour more fleas (which are the main carriers for tapeworm eggs) and by letting them to roam around the neighbourhood, you are also the culprit in helping to spread those eggs around? It's such a bitch that dogs have to be tagged, licensed, caged and leashed, when the cats themselves do not need to.

And another one. How about getting bitten and scratched by cats, only to get very sick the next few weeks (or even months!) with very big lymph nodes? That, my friend, is SPOROTRICHOSIS. One of the staff in the hospital here once came down severely with this for weeks, only to be later identified to be suffering from this disease. How about seeing kids crying their heads of with this huh?

Don't get me wrong. I am a proud owner of a cat myself, more again a domestic stray kitten. I know the risks, and lessen it not only for myself, but for those who are living around my house area. I don't let her stray out of the house, trained her to defecate at a proper place, get the proper medical attention and now she's a well-behaved obedient though sometimes mischiveous crazy cat. I just hate it, stress it again, HATE IT when ill-informed miseducated idiots (*hint**hint*, no racist accounts here okay) blame everything their child has on the dogs. If you think they are not meant to be here on earth, then why God created them in the first place HUH!?

Guna otak lah sikit oi.

2007-05-05T14:53:00.000+08:00

The academic phase of the 4th year of DVM...

IS FINALLY OVER!

The 6 weeks of hopefully fun bits are here to come!

___________________________________________________________________

Was surfing through other people's blogs and found this group of super-memalukan retards with their kolej-made videos.

Dahlar they are from UPM AGAIN!! Not enough with the taunting of people with great sense of sticking up for the rights of students, now they are making BIG FOOLS of themselves with a tattoo-ed alphabet 'L' on their faces.

Now this is what you call STUPID.

You may argue with me that it's (yeah-right-kononnya) creative, but creativity stems from actually doing something that has a purposeful meaningful outcome instead of wasting your breath hollering into a Mr. Potato chips can.

Even kids with Down syndrome have more sense to know the proper use of a broom and an umbrella.

And to think that these people are going graduate (anyway) and serve the society. Sigh... such a waste of space for even MORE TALENTED people.

2007-04-27T20:07:00.000+08:00

Go to Mark's blog for more on the tumbly Tioman trip.

Need a part-time job, going to be broke really soon. Yeah, I eat alot during exam seasons.

Anyone want me to design namecards for them? Email me! I charged my previous (first) customer) RM30 for 60 customized pieces, both side good quality laser-print coloured again wooo...

2007-04-24T16:18:00.000+08:00

"... PRRS viruses are single-strand RNA viruses (Weensvoort, 1991). Like other single-stranded RNA viruses, PRRS viruses have high mutation rates resulting in great strain diversity (Domingo, 1996; Murtaugh, 1997; Yuan, 1999). PRRSv strains are very different when compared across unassociated sow herds (Yuan, 1999; Lager, 1997). Different PRRS viral strains exhibit marked differences in susceptibility to immunity(Lager, 1997;Mengeling, 1996; Mengeling, 1998).

Diversity is advantageous to PRRS viral survival as introduction of an alternative prototype may be an adaptation that avoids host immunity (Domingo, 1989). Mutational variations in closed herds were minor when compared to the genomic strain shifts noted after introductions of infected animals from unassociated herds (Roberts, 1999; Mahlum, 2001)... "

Like... HUH?

Shit. Why pigs have to suffer from weird diseases every year?

That aside...

I MIss KOLO MEE!!!!111111

Taken from Students on a budget during my online venture for Kolo Mee recipes as an excuse from reading oink oink notes since reading it make me hungry for pigs chopped up.

Need... to... go... home... eat... kolo... mee...

Cannot... read... anymore...

WARRGGHhhhHHhh!!...

River flows in you

2007-04-17T15:51:00.000+08:00

One Chicken Little disease down, 5 more torture papers to go... sigh...

Clinical Pathology on Thursday
Vet Public Health on next Monday
Dammit, so exhausted... 3 days of sleepless nights trying to cramp in stuff. 4th year really sucked
every RBCs and glucose in me.
Imagine having a 50 marks question asking "Describe the health hazards that animals can pose on
humans." And the tip is... there is seven or more of them. DAMn IT! It's too general and there's only 20
minutes to write it out! WarrrGGGHHH!!
FMD and Pseudorabies...here I come...
Oink oink disease on next Thursday
Resource Planning the next Monday
Epidemiology and Preventive medicine the next Thursday

I've exhausted all of my aaarrghhh... that in the end, all I can say is adui...
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One of the Saturdays during a mass in chapel, a childhood friend of mine suddenly asked,
"You still remember Sister Beatrice?"

How can I forget her? She was the nun who became my kindergarten teacher back in St. Teresa's kindy.

"I remembered how she use to bancuh milk for you, and I was like... what is this girl wan..Still drinking milk in school"

Yikes...And I don't remember anything about that, though I remembered during those 2 years in kindy, I was quite a sick kid always going in and out of the hospital being quite severely immune-suppressed and giving a hell of worry to my parents.

Sister Beatrice must have taken the whole load of burden off my parent's shoulders taking care of me during my kindy days that as I entered primary school onwards, I almost never missed a school day (occasionally with some fever la) until I finished secondary school. The one thing that still remind me of her is when one time I was dangerously tilting my chair on one leg and I fell backwards and banged my head on the floor, she came running from one end of the class and fussed over me (eventhough I didn't cry!) and the little blur pening-lalat me was like...huh? Why is my teacher so scared for me?.

And I still remembered the time when she gave me my first Rosary, a red one again. And at that moment I was silently saying to myself, I must keep it somewhere safe. But now I cannot find it anymore!

Now when I think back during that moments, she would have been proud to help bringing me to where I am now. A puny 6-year-old blur weak fragile blur still-milk-drinking girl, now an athletic soon-to-be-veterinarian (still puny) 23-year-old.

Need to make a point to see her when I go back to Kuching. I missed the old times so much that I cannot help looking back at all the hilarious and embarrassing school pics and the coretans in my autobiography book...

Sigh... all the nostalgic moments...

On the road again

2007-04-12T18:50:00.000+08:00

Haiya... What to do, finals is next week. Need to get all the time to sleep since I lost 'em last night and the night before. One night struggling to finish resource planning business proposal in just 18 hours (with just 1 hour of sleep! OH THE HORROR!!!)

... annen the next night bergila - gila karaoke-ing in KTV Ampang with 7 other people to escape Nita-birthday-pompuan's wasabi slapping punishment. Wah! Menyakitkan my tekak today!

In anticipation of the risen Lord

2007-04-08T15:19:00.000+08:00

Have a blessed Easter everyone!

"He was oppressed and afflicted, yet He did not open His mouth..."

2007-04-07T12:05:00.000+08:00

Picture of Christ's crucifixion taken from www.franciscanretreats.net. PS is by me.

Never forget the sacrifice of life before the celebration of love, which is why Catholic crosses still have Jesus crucified on the cross (and the cause of questions asked by many Protestants).

And no, we do not worship the culture of death. Celebrating Easter Sunday without remembering the crucifixion of Christ is equivalent to denying that Jesus never died on the cross, and in turn denying that Jesus do not rise from the dead.

It is like celebrating someone's birthday, but only that the person has not been born.

So remember the day when Jesus, the Son of God, lay down His life, so everyone in this world, His descendants may continue to live.

Dogathon 2007!

2007-04-04T20:33:00.000+08:00

Am promoting on behalf of the juniors, since they are very hype about it this semester. For more info, go to their blog :http://www.dogathon4all.blogspot.com/

If you are going to be around Klang valley during that weekend, make a huge red mark on your calendar and come to this annual event!

As the note wavers...

2007-03-31T20:55:00.000+08:00

I missed

playing the saxaphone...

the times when we do sectionals (and lepak!) near the junior science lab...

the hot scorching sun during every harsh 3 hour march practices...

the chicken rice and red bean buns after every performance...

the muscles built up from all the pumpings given (even up to 100 in one practice!)...

bullying the seniors and getting bullied back...

polishing instruments the night before performances...

marching up tall, bold and strong while puffing away down the road during City Day parades...

looking up at the conductor (Madam Yap, Sophia, Azie...whoever la), waiting for the drop of the wand to start the music as one...

shouting, screaming answers to commands...

practicing formations in the haunted STS school hall...

anticipating marching commands from the placing of Voon's mace.

On top of all...

I MISS the old STS SCHOOL BAND!

Once a band member, will forever be a band member~

P.S.: Shit... I don't know if I can still remember how to blow a sax.

Yikes...

2007-03-30T20:52:00.000+08:00

It was a series of unfortunate events this last week of March. First my classmate's father passed away last Sunday due to heart attack, Dr. Nadzri passed away on Monday also from heart attack, and today just got the news that another of my classmate's father passed away yesterday due to cancer and another of my classmate just got admitted into the hospital last night due to appendicitis.

Too much of a coincidence? I think the world is near it's end soon.

Like Nieta said...
"Kena mandi bunga lah hari ini..."

In a day...

2007-03-26T20:04:00.000+08:00

In a day

A newly bloomed flower
now tumbled down in the wind

In a day

What has previously became a routine
now savoured in every way possible

In a day

A word of "Aiyah, can do it later,"
has now become "Must do it now."

In a day

Familiar figures and shadows drifted by
disappear forever

In a day

"I have time" was the mentality
now changed to "Life is short"

In a day

Things that were left to be
will be never be touched again

In a day

A genial smile, a mischievous laughter
no longer will be heard

In a day

One life
has returned to the Lord's arms.

In loving memory of Dr. Nadzri Salim, our Veterinary Epidemiology lecturer, who has just passed away suddenly this afternoon due to a massive heart attack.

May the Lord bless your kind forever-young soul in heaven.

It was so hard to imagine, that just this morning, he was laughing mischievously during his class looking at us not paying attention (studying for test the next day) and to think that this would be his last class in his life.

He has left a huge legacy over 10 years worth of vet students with his smile, mischiveous laughter and overwhelming kindness not only for helping us to arrange all our practicals, but for being able to withstand our bored antics in his class.

If you're a Muslim, please help say the Yassin for him (if I'm not mistaken, please correct me if I'm wrong). If you're a Christian or any other religion, please say a prayer for him. Please pray that his daughter in U.S. made it in time for his burial.

Also pray for a classmate of mine, whose father passed away yesterday due to a heart attack too.

God, You are Almighty.

Minor Updates (Sort of)

2007-03-25T18:51:00.000+08:00

Something is wrong with me entering Blogger in this hell hole, hence, the long-due update...
Any way... This is just another picture-blog entry... enjoy.. Again, I'll be on hiatus indefinitely, 2nd tests, gunung kinabalu of assignments and presentations coming right up.

You know when vet students have blown their sanity tops when (no thanks to tests, wards rotation, assignments and presentations)...

They go cam-whoring with animals...

The same animal again!
(Kitten model: Choky the Siamese who came in with a bloated head due to a grudge by another adult cat. The shit-zu is (i think) Baby..forgot la)

Do any pose... REPEAT.. ANY EMBARASSING POSE ...just for the sake of posing...

But these initial pictures are just a bite of the morsel...

Loading the ferry at Tanjung Gemuk, Pahang... Just a spit-throw away from Johor's Mersing.

On the way to Tioman Island for some freaking Resource Planning subject assignment... Even the guy in the shorts in the middle also posed (dono who is he... sesat-ed punya orang)

Again on the same boat...

The main reason how we got HEP to fund part of the trip is just because we were visiting a school... Hrmmm... Another unusual waste of resources?

But anyway, it was a good visit. Too bad I din join this fellas no thanks to the motion sickness effects from the morning bumpy ride to Tioman. Seriously sickening, I was on the verge of vomiting bile and wishing someone knock me out at that moment, but... 80% of the class also got sick! LOL...At least I'm not the only one *evil grin*.

Good reasons why Tioman is the tempat kerumun for amateur photographers...

Coming up next...Be prepared for the hilarious-ity and a bucket in case you need to throw up after laughing too much ( well, my classmate did...)...

Bimbos of the class doing their jakun thing!

(on the way to Tioman's Marine Park)

Presenting to you the attractions of Tioman!

(The rest of these pictures I took it using Jason's camera. Pictures with me in it, someone else take lar...)

Uhh... I-donno-looking-at what(?) pose?

Flying in the middle of the sky!!!

GRAB HER!!!

The BIMBOS of Tioman

More of the bimbos of Tioman...

Presenting.... ME! as her majesty :D

The AH LONGS of Tioman

HIP HOPS of Tioman

The PERVERTs of TIoman

Tugu Negara of Tioman

Uh... Conquistador Tugu of Tioman?

And... Tugu of People Jumping Towards and Falling From the Sky of Tioman! (Yikes...Mouthful nyer..)

ARRR!!! Show yer belley buttonss!!

And show yer emos yeaar!

Uh... this guy skinned his hands and knees after this shot... So, do not try this at home, or if you have to... get ready knee and palm pads, or first aiders nearby.

That's all folks! Enough laffing?

Halt...

2007-03-11T16:43:00.000+08:00

Will go on an indefinite hiatus... Too busy lah, have to spend my 5-6 hours per day in the wards for the past 2 weeks, added with trips to Tioman, Shah Alam and P.D., plus faculty's Sports Day and Majlis Silaturahim (an icebreaking thingy in the fac).

But that does not mean there is no that occassional photos... : )

Sigh, life in the wards is getting more and more scary... A senior of mine just got one of his finger crushed (to bits!!!) by an unpredictable male bull mastiff who do not like males.. Trying to mengorat perempuan lar that...But he (the senior) still managed to laugh about it and waved his bandaged left hand everywhere...

Anyways.. a shout out to Dr. Sunita for stumbling into this blog while looking for Katjang goats but ended up seeing sheeps being shaved here.. Hehe

Sangat memalukan lah... Too many vet people are clicking into here .. *blush*

Sigh...

2007-02-24T19:40:00.000+08:00

Read this!

Such a shame ... such a shame ...
Highly suspect is this universiti penuh manusia since they are so ISO-hype about people wearing jeans (to the point of wanting to ban it! Oh the horror!) and not wearing matric cards. Come on... wake up la, we are not kids anymore that you have to take advantage.

Snifftz...

2007-02-01T22:04:00.000+08:00

Remember Banana, one of the two puppies I became a temporary-mama to last year?

Sadly to say, he just passed away recently after a short illness...

Rest in peace... Banana...

Don't worry, Apple got adopted too and living happily jumping up and down now...

Hail the heav'n-born Prince of peace! Hail the Son of Righteousness!

2006-12-24T20:12:00.000+08:00

durians come atolling...~

2006-12-10T13:06:00.000+08:00

Since it's the durian season (it is in Sarawak la), I've decided to give a community message by presenting to you...

HOW TO CHOOSE A GOOD DURIAN

taken from Durian Online, Alex Tan... yada yada...

Hey! At least I give you credit!

Every year, with the coming of the durian season, the air is filled with a heavy 'odoromatous' presence; and the streets are lined with hastily composed pyramidal piles and altars for the King of fruits - the durian.

And every year we are confronted again by the same eternal question of how to choose a good durian.

The first step in choosing a good durian is to grasp the durian that takes your fancy by its stalk and hold it in front of your eyes for close scrutiny. It is advisable while doing this to stand with your legs apart or "kang-kang" as the durian and its stalk may decide, at this very moment, to part company, with disastrous consequences to your foot. If you do not wish to stand in this manner then I would advise you to have safety boots on.

An age old adage says that you cannot judge a book by its cover. But some 'so-called' durian experts claim that they can judge a durian by its thorns. This is all "bull-shit" or shall I say "cow-dung" so as not to offend the Women's Liberation Movement. So why must you look at a durian if you cannot judge a durian by its thorns. It is to look for holes or 'lubangs'.

Durian holes generally fall into four categories:

Squirrel holes

Durians with squirrel holes are generally ripe and quite tasty as the squirrel who has been at it would gladly testify. However, these durians are considered 'second paw' (second hand) and being minus a few seeds should be purchased only after a generous discount.

Worm holes

Durians with worm holes have worms and other creepy crawlies in them and should be rejected unless, of course, you are one of those lovers of Swiss Cheese.

Man-made holes

These are small triangular openings cut into the durian so that the customer could have a sneak preview of the fleshy quality of the durian. Obviously if the durian is still there, it has been rejected. Would you take someone's reject?

Open backside type

Durians with their bottoms with are gaping or beginning to gape have seen better days - 2 or 3 to be precise - where they have been paraded, manhandled and put back on the shelf, rejected by all and sundry. Leave them in place.

Now, having given the durian the visual test, you can now proceed to the next important step. Take the durian into your hands, with your fingers gripping the spaces between thorns, approximate it next to your ear at the side of your head and shake. No, not your head, you idiot!

Stop and listen intently. If you hear some movement inside, examine the durian again as you may have missed out some small worm holes and there may be creepy crawlies moving inside the durian. If there are no worm holes and no creepy crawlies and you still hear something moving, then I suggest you go to the nearest E.N.T. specialist or Chinese barber to have your ear examined for creepy crawlies.

Pardon my disgression. Now why shake the durian, you ask. Good question!

Remember the other old adage - 'empty vessels make the most noise'. This holds true for the durian. If you hear vigorous hollow movements of seeds when you shake the durian - the fruit is all seed and no flesh - reject it. If there is no movement at all on shaking, and the durian feels heavy for its size, the fruit is unripe or if ripe, waterlogged. Reject also. If you detect some faint movement and the fruit feels relatively light for its size - go on to the next step - the ultimate olfactory test which separates the men from the boys.

For this step, hold the durian gently in your hands as you would your loved one and place in front of your nose and inhale deeply. If you find dirt, dust and dried leaves in your nostrils, stop at once, and send the durian back to the vendor for a thorough cleaning.

Having ensured that the durian is clean and that there is no impediment in your nasal passages repeat the inhalation process, with both thumbs and thenar eminence cupped to exclude any extraneous smell. If you detect an over rich, strong, fetid odour, it indicates that the durian is overripe. Reject, especially if the stalk looks somewhat dry.

If you detect no smell at all also reject as the fruit is unripe.

But if you detect a faint aroma of bitter sweet butter scotch and almonds with a bouquet of wild honey and a hint of smoked oak then you have hit the jackpot and found yourlself a durian with a thick, creamy, treacle like, bitter sweet tasting flesh for you to savour and enjoy. And finally, as for the proper and correct way to open durians, bring them to me .......

2006-12-09T20:44:00.000+08:00

Taken from today's Star Online...

LOL! I never thought condom price also naik like oil prices. Might as well he use plastic bags or rubber gloves... more durable and cheap!

2006-12-08T21:33:00.000+08:00

E. coli can look quite pretty on a nice plate of media, despite it being quite "generously" pretty too on your pocket after a bout of severe food poisoning.
Lesson to be learned? Wash your hands after leaving the toilet. Or cook your chicken meat enuf enuf until there's no more blood drooling from it. This thingy is from chicken meats you usually find in every supermarket or butcher.

Having short buds doesn't mean you can't fly!

2006-11-25T21:13:00.000+08:00

"No matter how absurd and seemingly out of reach your dreams are, what's stopping you from achieving them?"

- quoted from Dony Permedi, the creator of this animation (for his Masters!)

Wedding bells are tolling...

2006-11-22T00:21:00.000+08:00

Congrats to my cuzzie Audrey today for finally (quoting from the MCs just now during the dinner)getting her 'Masters' and forcing his fiance Nicholas to finish his 'bachelors' degree after 9 years of trying to do so...

Wow... Time surely passed by too fast. And I still remembered me being the puny primary school girl looking up to her as Alex's big wise che che clearly like yesterday.

"Another reason why we have chopsticks as souvenirs is that we must have two of them in order to work as one." - partially quoted from Nicholas.

I didn't sempat to chat longer with her the past few days...
So, Audrey, if you're reading this ... Don't be so naughty with your new husband ar ... and God bless ya that you'll both live old and wrinkly together-gether... Hihi...

Yey~

2006-11-17T16:28:00.000+08:00

Home is just 4 hours away.... Hihihihi...

Damn, it's raining babis and kambings here. Hope my flight won't get delayed or go into this horrifying turbulent rollercoster thingy. And I just dreamt a plane crashed into KLIA while i was running for cover a few weeks ago... *shiver*

Da Da Di Di Du Du...

2006-11-15T16:55:00.000+08:00

I think I have congested brain failure, a variant of congestive heart failure.
Too much information congestion until I get vertigo everytime I try thinking back what I just read.

I don't feel all joyful when finals are over. It felt like pengsan-ing after a 10km run, only to know that there's another 100 metres more to reach that finishing line. 100 metres is alot okay...

At least one thing that makes me happy is the fact that Dr. Cheng is so bubbly and happy the morning I had my Veterinary Medicine oral test with her. She's no nonsense punya lecturer ooo, whatever you say she will scrutinize it and shoot it back to you. Even the clinicians in the clinic (some had experiences more than 5 years back, some even belonged to the same class with her a long time ago!) are terrified of her and were thinking of comforting me by asking me the aftermath of the test ooo!

(Info from senior: Statistically speaking, 100% of the first person to be tested will really kena like crazy by her. I'm the first one in my oral group to be tested that day. *gulp* )

I almost puked my whole mug of coffee that morning before the exam on the way to faculty. Too nervous until my stomach could not handle it.

At least being honest, knowing your stuff and doing more research on (more to than) what was taught in class does wonders. She let me off easily eventhough I told her I didn't read in detail some of the topics for the exam! Heck, even the people in the same oral group said I'm the only person coming out of the room with a huge grin on my face. Considering how she hentam hentam gila babi the final years during their oral exam.

*shiver~*

Aftermath of this ordeal :

Not freezing up like before especially during the interrogation part. I actually blurted out what was in my head! Before this, my head will think another thing while my mouth says another thing.
Not having a peaceful sleep for the past 3-4 days without envisioning her face in my dreams. At least now, since it's over, I had my first 8-hour dreamless sleep after 5 days tossing and turning around in bed.
Another cat like gesel-ling her body against my jeans! Her cat was miao-wing around in her room and kept coming to my legs that time. What's with all my jeans that it's nice to have a body rub on it?!
I didn't spoil her mood! At least the rest in the group too didn't kena so teruk by her!

I felt like dancing and tossing all my notes in the air when I left the room. Ahahaha!!!

_______________________

Saw this in the Malaysian Vet Forum:

"BObby just when thru neutering yesterday...doing too good lioa..the vet said, normally after operation, they wont able to raise their leg to pee because of the pee....but it doesnt seem to apply on my Bobby..the moment he awake from all those anestestic...he raise his leg higher than ever.... "

Ahahahahahhahaa!

Dr. Goh's daughter is so cuteeee!!! With the white smooth chubby cheeks and her face almost look like him! He was craddling her daugher (that's a first), baby sitting her while he was running up and down as usual around the fac yesterday after the last paper was over. CUTE CUTE CUTE CUTE!!!

Anyway....

EXAM'S OVER! I CAN GO BACK HOME! YEY! HOME HOME HOME THIS FRIDAY!!! YEY!

P.S. : Sorry with all the blabbering. I'm on rehab from coffee and anything caffeine related.

P.P.S: Click this! <-- I dare you!

Hack..Heck...Ptuii

2006-11-08T15:10:00.000+08:00

Not so long ago, I overheard this conversation between a friend of mine and a lecturer:

Lect: "What do you want to be after you left this university? With this type of attitude? You're not at all interested in this subject isit?"

Friend: "Ah...no.."

Lect: "Then how are you going to find work later?"

Friend: " But I got a scholarship under JPA. So no problem, they will give me work after I leave later."

@_@

Blardy hell with the shortcut and no-need-to-work-my-ass-off mentality. Come on la, you think having a JPA scholarship makes you invicible from the likelihood of being a penanam anggur HAH? It's not like "ooo... why should I understand this course at all? Just pass the subject and jeng-jeng-jeng... I got work just like that". Fark man, some kolot-minded people only think JPA scholarships as a Bumi advantage over non-Bumi advantage. Heck, I'm also on that scholarship, but I don't even think of it as advantage, more of support since my parents could not support me throughout my whole life in university. And the bumi, non-bumi thingy, those things are trash! Heck! The blood running in me is the same colour as everyone elses eventhough I'm what they call a Bumi! At least my dad still teaches me that working hard for what you want is the only way out, not the stupid Bumi shortcut!
And the 'promise of work' after uni is not definitely a promise... WHAT IF they don't call you to work for them?!? Then what use are you in the market out there huh? With that type of mentality...Might as well you go back to uni and restudy, and actually understanding the whole concept of why you want to enter university in the first place.

Hrmmph. No wonder some JPH officers are so damn kolotted minded.

Planet Shakers - How I love You

2006-10-30T22:49:00.000+08:00

LOL... This song kept re-running in my head throughout Obstetrics Final paper (the 1st of the whole battery of tests before hols... YEY!). Glad it calmed me down when I was freaking out with all the uh... tricky (trying to control my temper here...) questions.

You can hear the song from the player in my Baba Yetu post.

Planet Shakers - How I Love You
Here I stand
My heart is still
Wanting just to be with You
Waiting here
Long for Your voice to speak
Touch me now
It's Your face I seek

Chorus:
How my soul longs for You
To be with You
Adore You
Nothing more I want to do
Than to sing to You
Jesus I'm in love with You
Speak to me
Whisper Your words of truth
Take my heart
Won't You make me new
Jesus
How I love (2x)
You

On my knees for You
I lay my life
Giving all a living sacrifice
Take my life
Know that I long to be
Tear a part away
For You my King

Bridge:
How my soul longs for You!(4x)
Jesus
I'm in love with You
Speak to me
Whisper Your words of truth
Take my heart
Won't You make me new
Jesus
How I love (2x)
You (Yes, I am)
(Repeat 2x)

How I love
You (Yes, I am) (Repeat 4x)

Oh... Happy belated Hari Raya! Couldn't get internet connection to post wishes, but anyway is Raya Ke-7 now rite?

Happy Deepavali!

2006-10-20T18:44:00.000+08:00

Here I come for the murukku and those milk sweets!

Baju kurung-ians

2006-10-19T19:28:00.000+08:00

Crazy-ing around ala Bollywood in baju kurungs in front of Alamanda Putrajaya. We had this buka-puasa dinner with our Muslim friends there where almost half of the class went and enjoy makan makan.

Finally a breather after 5 continuous torturous weeks of exams, assignments, clinical rotations and presentations (right after semester break again!).

Hahhh~~...

floating...

2006-10-16T20:23:00.000+08:00

I'm floating.... I'm floating... I'm loosing control...

Sigh.

Finals is in 2 weeks.
Laundry need to be settled tonight.
3 assignments and reports needed to be finished by Wednesday.
Presentation on Thursday.
Report need to be handed in on Friday.
I almost failed my surgery paper (damn with all that confidence).
I froze when clinicians asked me questions I know I can answer but cannot blurt it out.
My housemates are in a serious conflict with each other (to the point of note scribbling just to communicate!).
Someone stole 4 of my preccciiiouuuuss eggs.
People wanting pieces of me, oblivious to the fact that I do not have multiple pairs of ears and hands to hear and help them ALL THE TIME...I don't mind once in a while ok, but when it comes to whining to me all the time, hell ... that seriously pisses me off.
Some people misunderstood me, thinking I insulted them.
I have enough in my bank to eat for the next 4 weeks only.
I miss Teddy, the pup so happily recovered from parvovirus.
I miss Tricia, the cat that amazingly ate a whole wild bird in one gulp.
I miss Baby, the Persian that seriously have one of the best cat behavior I ever seen in my life.
I miss talking to my bro.
I miss home.
Sigh.

The Lord's Prayer

2006-09-30T19:18:00.000+08:00

Unexpectedly, Sid Meier's Civilization 4 Theme Song is actually The Lord's Prayer in Swahili!

Here's the "still-under-modification" lyrics :

Baba Yetu - The Lord's Prayer
CHORUS
Baba yetu, yet'uliye Mbinguni yetu, yetu, amina!
Baba yetu, yet'uliye Kun jina lako e'litukuzwe. (x2)

Utupe leo chakula chetu
Tunachohitaji utusamehe
Makosa yetu, hey!
Kama nasi tunavyowasamehe
Waliotukosea usitutie
Katika majaribu, lakini
Utuokoe, na yule, milelea milele!

CHORUS

Ufalme wako ufike utakalo
Lifanyike duni ani ka ma mbinguni. (Amina)

CHORUS

Utupe leo chakula chetu
Tunachohitaji utusamehe
Makosa yetu, hey!
Kama nasi tunavyowasamehe
Waliotukosea usitutie
Katika majaribu, lakini
Utuokoe, na yule, simama mwehu
Baba yetu, yet'uliye
Jina lako e'litukuzwe. (x2)

English Translation:
CHORUS
Our Father, Jesus, who artin Heaven. Amen!
Our Father, JesusHallowed be thy name.(x2)

Give us this day our daily bread,
Forgive us of our trespasses
As we forgive others
Who tresspass against us
Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from Evil, and you are forever and ever!

CHORUS

Your kingdom come, your will be done

On Earth as it is in Heaven. (Amen)

CHORUS

Give us this day our daily bread,

Forgive us ofour trespasses

As we forgive others

Who tresspass against us

Lead us not into temptation, but

deliver us from Evil, and you wake the dead (?)

Our Father, Jesus who art...Hallowed be thy name.(x2)

For more information of who sang this song... go to www.stanfordtalisman.com ... One damn incredible group of acappella singers...

In loving memory of a father...

2006-09-08T20:22:00.000+08:00

"I love that he's funny, he's entertaining and he's always there when I need him most," she said.

"I'm proud to have a dad like that, who takes on conservation issues around the world.

"I love him very, very much."

- Bindi, quoted from Marie Claire's September Father's Day Issue.

Excerpt & pic from news.com.au

The world lost a man (in khakis!) who can kick people's ass into thinking that animal documentaries are boring shit and at the same time being able to balance between tv celebrity-ness and being passionate about his family.

God Bless Your Soul, Steve.

(1962 - 2006)

quoted from Hawa, a Steve Irwin freak :

"Now I have to change my article in Spikes; the late Steve Irwin."

Oro?

2006-08-29T18:01:00.000+08:00

Which Rurouni Kenshin Character Are You?

Test Created By oronoda

Hihihii...my fav character [:P]

In a cabin by a meadow where the wild bees swarm... (Keith Urban in Making Memories of Us)

2006-08-26T17:13:00.000+08:00

Ashley, the notorious tabby stretching herself behind the Large Animal Ward

Finally got some time to lay back and enjoy the dancing lights...

Craddling a struggling orphaned bundle of a pup

(One of the stall's bid on finding people to adopt these puppies during Dogathon 2006. Amazing, in just one day, 7 out of 11 pups now has a home)

Eddie's Lab puppy tiring out during a hot long day of Dogathon 2006

I wish I can afford the new Nikon DSLR D80 camera... Damn beauty...

Taken from www.nikon.com.my

Can someone please give it to me as a Christmas present? Pretty pleaseeeeee?

2006-08-25T20:58:00.000+08:00

The morning of Dogathon 2006 (13th August 2006)

These are the moment of bliss...

Looooooong~ hiatus

2006-08-24T19:54:00.000+08:00

A Chihuahua puppy taking refuge in between my legs during the 10th Anniversary of Dogathon 2006.

I'm putting on hold blogging these few months, since I seriously don't have the time (and energy!) to stare on the computer screen for even a few minutes. I might be putting up photos during this (extremely) long hiatus, sort of like strings of picture adverts lar until I can get my hands on blogging again. Cheers!

2006-07-10T09:59:00.000+08:00

Today is a sad day for the French supporters ... and of course the whole French team.

Anyway... It was a really good final game, except for the extra 30 minutes part when Zizou decided that headbutting the Italian would make things better. Sigh, such a horrendous ending to a glittering career of a world football star.

Congratulations Italy! Your defences was damn tightly superb, though there's still too much divers...

Photos courtesy of fifaworldcup2006.yahoo.com

2006-07-06T05:25:00.000+08:00

sportsillustrated.cnn.com

THE FRENCH HAD DONE IT!!!

LES BLEUS ARE FINALLY THROUGH INTO THE WORLD CUP FINALS!!!

THANK YOU GOD!!!

AHAHHAHAA!!! THANK YOU ZIZOU WITH YOUR PENALTY KICK!

Like I said... IN YOUR FACE, PORTUGAL!!

*doing the mad "Hips don't lie" dance with joy*

The day... The day... The daaaaayyyyyy~~~....Celebrate the day...the day... (Herbert Groemeyer)

GOAAAL!!!

2006-07-02T05:03:00.000+08:00

GOALLLLL!!!

THE FRENCH WON!!!

THE FRENCH FINALLY WON AGAINST BRAZIL!!!

YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!

THANK YOU GOD!!!

IN YOUR FACE... PORTUGAL! AHAHHAHAAHHAA!

2006-05-08T04:26:00.000+08:00

Imagine after 2 years of planning, and 2-4 weeks plus of preparations and revamping stuffs, all possible things that could go wrong during the most important function of the whole event do happen, with all of it happening at once.

Pissing catering people, pissing the participants, pissing each other in the committee, and worst of all, pissing the VVIPs and their set of (never informed the organizers) VIPs.

Damn. Anyone could have wished they could get a heart attack then and die on the spot.

But I salute you, Sharm. You didn't bow under pressure eventhough all these things come crashing in at once.

I also salute the rest of the committee members, though they pissed each other off, they still manage to smile and make up at the end of the day.

Being in Asians is seriously an eye-opener.

Langkawi & Sabah... Here I COME!

2006-05-04T18:44:00.000+08:00

Leonora --

[noun]:

An immortal

'How will you be defined in the dictionary?' at QuizGalaxy.com

Yeah.... Saw this in Feli's blog...

Sorry for the long hiatus, been deathly busy with the exams and assignments that ended like a bucketful of shit, my shit that is.

I will be going off to Langkawi tomorrow for a week for the Langkawi All-Asians 2006 Debating Championship...NOT TO DEBATE!!! (you'll never catch me debating...evah!) but rather to help out with all the multimedia and IT-related stuff there with another person. So stop whining about how lucky I am, I'm going there to WORK ... not to have fun like gila babi though I deserve it after suffering through a crapping hell of a third year here.

I will be going off to Sabah on the 22nd this month for the lembus and the babis there... So it there's anyone currently in Keningau or Tawau during those period... PLEASE bring me out lepaking...anywhere, I don't care. I'll be stuck in Keningau with a couple macam orang jaga tepi kain orang, but you know how sad lar to be the one out of the three to be left out especially for the next 3 weeks. At least Tawau is okay since it will be us girls ruling the babi farm...kekeke...

So get ready for another...yes... hiatus. Damn... I wish there's another 3 hours for every 24 hours a day...

Easter, the Salvation...

2006-04-16T14:37:00.000+08:00

Have a blessed Easter everyone!

Anna... Oops! ... Apple & Banana

2006-04-04T21:30:00.001+08:00

Introducing to you the very thing that has been keeping me busy for the past 3 weeks (other than the neck breaking tests, assignments, presentations, powerpoints, proj!**@&^#%$...! Grrrr...) ....

APPLE & BANANA!

Left : Banana & Right : Apple

No... They are not the names of the latest Mat Kool ice cream flavours, nor was it about my housemate's final year project about using fruits as compost.

Banana acting kononnya innocent...

These are the real sweetties that had been turning my daily schedule & my biological sleep clock upside down...

Apple whining for milk...

They were actually the two out of the 6 (suspected mixed breed) puppies that were abandoned almost 5 weeks ago behind the University Vet Hospital (UVH) ward at the student motorcycle parking area. So lucky for them a junior stumbled on them, or more like almost langgar-ing them, they were in a box in the middle of the road! Such evil is the heart of the so-called human who separated them from their mother. They're still suckling dammit! And their eyes and ears weren't even open yet! Grr...

Slurpz..slurpz...suck..suck..suck..

It was such luck also that the clinicians in the ward sanggup allow them to live when the final year seniors tried to bodek them in a way. They were supposed to be put to death on that day itself to spare them from the worst probabilities of life.

Kawaiiii~~ stubby paw!

Hanya dengan satu syarat...They have to be fostered by the students, including late nights and the weekends. So the 6 pups were labeled A, B, C, D, E & F. A for Apple, B - Banana, C - Coffee, D - Duku, E - Expresso, and F - Ferarri.

Apple sempat kenyitkan mata in front of the camera...

I had the chance to become a temporary mama for Duku during the 2nd week before Apple & Banana came into the picture.

Apple trying to focus on chasing an ant on the towel...

By the time I started fostering A & B, the other 4 puppies were successfully adopted either by the students, clinic customers or the someone-I-know's.

Banana posing maut macho under the sunlight

Apple is a crazy bitch with a tendency to become a diva in front of cameras and loves to beg (more like whining) for food everytime I started bancuh-ing milk for them. She's the quiet one of the two compared to Banana.

Zzzzzz.....

Banana is a male that loves to suck (human) thumbs, chasing empty toilet paper rolls and tried his best to jump on my bed everytime I nurse his sister (jealous mar...). He can really skid across my room's slippery floor and his current best friend is my sock packed with empty toilet paper roll.

Banana with his 'best friend' - my sock stuffed with an empty toilet roll

So I'm BEGGING... Please...pleasee..... If anyone is interested or too attracted to the cuteness of Ap and Ban... Please adopt them! They are currently 6 weeks old, being weaned off milk and just started to eat solid food e.g. puppy biscuits. They are now used to urinating and defecating on newspapers, so cleaning up is not a hassle and they were dewormed by the clinicians almost every week since the first week they were here. If no one comes up to adopt them within the next 2 weeks, they will MOST PROBABLY be put to death since the hospital could not afford to look after them or to bring them in as resident dogs.

Banana trying to 'kill' a roll of toilet paper...

This is not a spam or advert gimmick, just an effort to get these puppies a real family without having to live their first 6 weeks of life happily, only to have them dead after that. You can either contact me or you can go to UPM's Vet Faculty Hospital and ask about these puppies. Please .... please.... adopt them as soon as possible. It'll be so damn sad to see them die after having them for 3 weeks. I DAMMIT wished I could keep them, but I'm currently living in a flat and there'll be no one to look after them during classes and semester holidays later. Pwetty puhleassseeee ??~

Apple & Banana when they were fat 4 -week old pups

with their big fat asses ...

Zzz......

Zzzz.......

trashing on life II

A random musing out of the blue

We should do this ...

In the beginning...

Maybe....

"In His death, we gain salvation..."

Of the General Elections...

The Ephemeral Illusion of a Dream

In search of reality

In the light of recent events...

And again, when he brings the first-born into the world, he says, "Let all God's angels worship him."

Haste...Haste to bring Him laud...

King of Kings, Salvation brings...

All the joy around the Christmas tree...

You make me wanna go La La !

Eh?

At the cost of seeing

Another trashing post.

Miaow miaow

To hell and back, burnt alive...

More discrimination against our canine furry friends

What is Merdeka to you?

In the face of adversity

I *heart* Malaysia Part 5

I *heart* Malaysia Part 4

I *heart* Malaysia Part 3

I *heart* Malaysia Part 2

I *heart* Malaysia Part 1

"there's a storm coming Harry..."

777

Angela Aki - Kodoku no Kakera, Fragments of Solitude

"I'll blow it away"

In the news today...

Home~

One black chicken, two black chicken, three black chicken

Gayu Guru Gerai Nyamai

Cur poenam cordi parvo damus, why give punishment to lesser hearts

"Explain, explain, as I turn to meet the power..."

: )

"I wanna go to a place"

"nobody knows who I really am"

Me? A 5th year?

Dog-Prejudiced Article

River flows in you

On the road again

In anticipation of the risen Lord

"He was oppressed and afflicted, yet He did not open His mouth..."

Dogathon 2007!

As the note wavers...

Yikes...

In a day...

Minor Updates (Sort of)

Halt...

Sigh...

Snifftz...

Hail the heav'n-born Prince of peace! Hail the Son of Righteousness!

durians come atolling...~

Having short buds doesn't mean you can't fly!

Wedding bells are tolling...

Yey~

Da Da Di Di Du Du...

Hack..Heck...Ptuii

Planet Shakers - How I love You

Happy Deepavali!

Baju kurung-ians

floating...

The Lord's Prayer

In loving memory of a father...

Oro?

In a cabin by a meadow where the wild bees swarm... (Keith Urban in Making Memories of Us)

Looooooong~ hiatus

GOAAAL!!!

Langkawi & Sabah... Here I COME!

Easter, the Salvation...

Anna... Oops! ... Apple & Banana

I heart Malaysia Part 5

I heart Malaysia Part 4

I heart Malaysia Part 3

I heart Malaysia Part 2

I heart Malaysia Part 1