Well basically I came home from my path anatomy class and I thought it was just a squander attending class today. I slept at 9pm yesterday and the resonance of my alarm that was humming since 11pm did not stir me up. I got up at sharp 8 am today morning owing to the voice of my roommate chatting on the phone. I was taken aback and was still lost in my own world wondering if it was 8pm or 8 am. I stared at the clock for a while wondering if I should attend classes for the day. Then I moved like a sloth to the lavatory. I jumped from the toilet and ran to utras room and woke her up hastily. She jumped out of bed in distress and I announced that I wanted her path anatomy notes. She gave me this ogle that was so uproarious but I didn’t chuckle in front of her. Made my day!

I got all set and watched my roommate loaf around. I got my stuffs collectively and at that time I remembered how I used to bundle my school bag before attending classes in school. My mother checked my homework every single day and made certain I completed my entire home chore. I really wished my mom was here now. At least I would have breakfast before parting for all my classes.

I walked even slower than a sloth for class today. I reached there and found my classmates standing outside the classroom. Great! My educator was even behind schedule for class. Class went thru okay and I rushed home to the bathroom. My tummy was really distress for no reasons. Seems like my stomach has a mood swing even worst than mine these days.

I had a row with a little girl on the web. Seems like this women loves to get in between people’s affiliation and the worst part is she manage to breaks it, either an ongoing relationship or an indistinct relationship. odd to think that people just don’t seem to have other things to do than lame on net day and night. Someone was nuking me and I renowned the IP address the very second my AVG showed me the address. hilarious someone like that wanted to nuke me I thought. I have left my nuking trial and blunder way back in time. I only managed to break through email addresses and even once broke a firewall thanks to my online don.

Russian class made me brood today. I was really early for class today so I lingered just about the refectory waiting for my classmates to turn up. I ended up being the late comer and was scolded by my educator for not wishing her. Well, coming to think of it, I’ve misplaced the gracious me since I stepped into Russia. I used to wish everyone from my teachers to the bazaar old female and now I just sense it’s not worth it to even convey my wishes and compliments to any one of them.

I packed up my stuffs and hurried to forth. In between I managed to grumble to Mike about something that has been bothering me. He with a merry face as natural managed to pacify me down. I was famished, not hungry. I could gobble a whole cow cause I dint have a bit of anything the whole entire day. I spammed the whole day, till I got a caveat which made me laugh. Right now my darling mike is out for football and I managed to read his logs. Im amazed that he seems to respect me so very much as a sister to an extend of calling me an angel. When I read his blog my respect for him turned out even more, my love for him as a brother grew fonder. I always looked up to Mike for his benevolence. I have never seen anyone as kind as he was.
Guess now im going to hit on my books for a while. Tomorrow I have propedeutics and pharmacology. Two killing subjects. Tonight I won’t be sleeping again. Well till then folks, stay tuned.

vicky and all the kids during some wedding...i somewhat found this picture to be the best among all my collection..
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my younger sister whos growing up to be more like myself...ermmm
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me after a performance for the russian concert.
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the entrance of my university
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me my darling roomate elyssa
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this page was hilarious, i just couldnt stop laughing at the way the damn cat was snorting...have fun

http://www.dancepic.addr.com/

I woke up around 11 I presume. Didn’t have the time to glimpse at the clock. Garfield was still lingering around. I dint have anything to do, so I started exasperating the cat. Michael and raj told me about their encounter with a mishap. Not them of course. They actually saw lifeless women under a bus, in all probability compressed by the tires and the corpse was not sheltered. It was really astounding. In Malaysia, before an investigation or the preliminary of statements, the corpse was decently covered by at least a cloth. It was the total contrary here. Mike was telling me about his dreams last night which was rather identical as mine. Well, my dream was wilder. I dreamt that the spirit of Juon was hunting me down. She killed everyone in my family and was after me. And I on the other hand was reassuring her down, teaching her to manage her annoyance and sorting out her predicaments. When I woke up, the first thing on my mind was what the hell? I stared at the central processing unit for a while thinking and wondering if it was just a reverie. I couldn’t manage my very own temper what more tutor a sick ghost how to.

Football! I asked raj out of inquisitiveness. The last time I played football was when I was fifteen. I’ve absolutely lost stroke with undulating a ball and jagged playing. But then I still resolute to play the game along with mike, raj, hardev, Kong, Marcus and jozzy. I could hardly feel my ass. It was as if it had been utterly frozen up owing to the brawny wind and frostiness. I couldn’t even go by a ball what more scuttle along. I decided to come home my comfy room fully equipped with an oil furnace. What more can I solicit for.

The cc in forth hostel sucked big time. It took me more than 8 minutes just to get a page loaded. Now I thank god for first-rate telecommunication in first hostel. The net velocity was rapid and dependable. Im thinking of getting my clinical reports settled by this week. Nursing surgery and my nursing therapy results have been put away for a long time. The thought of my summer practice in a paramedic’s team for 28 days made me feel under par. All I had is 2 months with my family and friends and yet this comes up.

My thoughts and reminiscences of my past have been lingering around some curve of my brain for the past 4 days. Im baffled as usual and I really doubt myself again.

I have zilch more to write now. I’ll just loiter around till something new pops up till then stay tuned.

Nothing much happened today. It was purely a typical mind-numbing Friday in the terra firma of Karl Marx. Well, one thing good was, I attended my dense Russian class for no reason. It was a sluggish suicide I must declare. The weather was butchery cold, I marvel why. It was shining so vibrantly a few days back reminding me of the weather conditions of my much-loved Malaysia. And now, its freaking cold made worst by non stop rain and mugginess. The only thing good of this weather was it made resting a satisfying activity. On the darker side, my jeans were always drenched with sludge and what made it worst was, my ever faithful umbrella ruined into two owing to the strong wind speed.

The chicken curry I made for dinner at Rajs place tasted celestial, thanks to my mothers very own instructions. I personally consider the vegetarian one tasted superior to the meat curry. Garfield, a misplaced cat, owned by the whole of hostel 4 made his customary stopovers. I always thought the cat was a player. And of course he made 322 as his lodge just to bask and get attention. I really wished that Aerial was about here to stalk this cat down. It would be entertaining to watch the show. Mean! I discern. As I said, that’s my middle name. Nothing much happened today. I think I am leaving to bed and rouse up with more vivid thoughts tomorrow

Wake up! I recollect elyssa saying. I stared at the clock ticking on the wall and it showed sharp 8. Knowing that either the teacher or my class mate would be behind schedule for class, I sustained sleeping. 8.10am my clock showed again. I sprang out of my divan and hurried to the lavatory to brush my teeth. I scarcely had the time to even take a shower. With the same t-shirt I was clad in since last night, I grabbed my ever geared up camel jeans, squeezed into it and ran for class. My microbiology mentor was not only connoting. She was creepy. Thursdays are the most dreaded days for my adored group 22. Not only has she nagged, she screams till the entire division shakes in repulsion.

“Come in Maha” hmm she’s well-bred today. I was wondering if she was just being fastidious or cynical. It’s hard to envisage this Russians at times.

I sat beside Ditto and all set for my exams. I knew I was not really prepared but again I was just trying my luck. I could scarcely unbolt my eye lids what more convert the question. I was obliged to Sarah and Ditto for being the answer bringer for the day. It was excellent that she was busy. It made my line lucid to thrash out answers and evaluate them.

Propadeutics class was another annoyance. I had to study the whole chapter for her grill later this afternoon. Im truly glad it’s a Thursday. It’s always deem to be the end of the week for me as on Fridays I solitary have Immunology and stupid Russian classes to attend and on Saturdays, lectures that I by a hair's breadth go to.

The deliberation of sleeping or catching a movie energized me. I always linger for the weekends to respite. Mondays till Thursdays are in fact frenzied. All I require is 24 hours of day light and 4 hours of dimness. Some desires just don’t come true.

Chaotic made me snort last night and he made me contemplate. It was specifics to be sure with. But he made sense at one point!. There was fundamentally a combat of genders on IRC last night and as typical I was the one who started it. I made a point that a genital was by no means confidently identified till the rudiment was in its 3rd tri semester. And the disagreement went on. I was winning the streaks till Chaotic, a Norwegian undergraduate snapped back at me saying “women’s have breast only when they are 12-15”

A jiffy of peace. Yeah he was precise. He won. I could squabble with that idea. Sheesh. But then again I snapped back saying “and since then, you guys can’t elevate your eyes or hands off them”.

I was snappy. It was fine. Amio became the yoyo of India. I loved the haphazard kick messages that fit her pretty well.

But what made my day was a guy named Deepak who keep stressing that he isn’t receding and don’t have a tummy. I told him that I heard he was a Sindhi Chor. Though I know it wasn’t exact. He tried to validate himself by logging on into his webcam. It was amusing. Serious fun. I hardly could grasp my breath while laughing. I can’t envisage someone taking things so grimly.

I won’t be around till Sunday I presuppose. Need some genuine good break and I should be on my quiescent epic again. The weather outside is so lovely. Rainfall and succulence makes my sleeping marathon a pleasurable one. Well folks that’s all for today. I better hit my books before it’s too tardy. It’s inflexible being a medical student. And above all one that is thousand of mile away from home. Stay tuned and superior day!

I am pissed. Infuriated. Annoyed. I felt like smacking someone right across his face at this very jiffy. How could he ever do this to me, and self declare that he’s a friend of mine. Clarifying things with VST was an excellent thing. Its been 8 years since I actually spoke to him or even seen him. Finding him on friendster was god’s poise. It wasn’t any of our faults during that time; it was faith, the moment itself was being mean to both of us.

Talking to Imran today made my heart bleed. His visits to Ahmed’s house crammed my eyes with tears rolling down my cheek. It would have marred him so very much too actually watch his best friend, his brother being placed into his grave for ever. What worst could it be to put him to rest in peace with your very own hand? Ahmad’s demise left all of us very profound scars which none of the KSMU students would ever overlook. My heart bleeds for him earnestly. Who would have ever imagined a merry soul would be snatched from us at such tender age and scarcely two months before graduation. Ahmad you still subsist in all our hearts and we miss you loads even from those who don’t know you well.

I was in the midst of studying my Microbiology before I decided to take a break and cook. My pasta tasted truly scrumptious, well maybe because I was really famished. Im so sure that it would taste really ghastly if I ate it again, so let the others do the job. Mean! I know, that’s my middle name!

kreena

if I could give u .01 cent for ever word u type

Dragostea> you will be a millionaire

That’s what my very dear friend kippu told me today! Coming to think about it I do rant a lot! Way too much at times. But I think I’ve slowed down so very much! I’ve given up to my very dear roommate who seems so much like me. She talks uniformly as much as me. And she’s equally as loud as I am. That makes it perfect.

Its almost one and I need to hit on my books again. Doing well in my exams tomorrow is the chore of the day. It’s going to be a long day tomorrow. I’m really contented for the day for two reasons. I saw my elder sister on the webcam and it brought tears to my eyes. I miss her so dearly and the second reason, I cleared something that has been bugging me for the past 8 years. I should retire very soon. Good night folks. Stay tuned!

me and a lion during a circus here in kursk...oii thats a real lion lah!
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me and my lobby mates teebah tangam, yours truly, renita, parames, bavani and utra
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me and my cute friend Munirah who insiped me to start blogging again! cun chick wei!
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this one was forwarded on my friendster bulletin and i found it funny..

Here are 20 simple ways to tell if you're a Malaysian..1. You don't stand on the left and allow others to pass when you're using an escalator2.You call everyone 'Boss'3.You think it's okay to quietly ease your way into a queue...and then say 'oops, sorry ah...didn't know you were in the line' when the person behind taps you sharply.4.You're mildly racist.5.You're intrigued by the tallest 'Roti Tisu' and the 'Longest Pohpiah.6.You'd purposely look for the 'Untuk Warga Istimewa' seats on the LRT and plonk your asses there.7.It's against your principles to flush public toilets.Then you write to the newspapers, bitching about how filthy they are.8.You dig deep in your purse for one cent coints to give to the toll lady and the cashier in McDonalds.9.Your mission in life is to do stupid stunts to get your name in the Malaysian Book Of Records.10.You think your organization's Piagam Pelanggan is the Pelanggan's Piagam.11.You want everything to be 'tarik-ed'12.You think KLCC and Putrajaya were good investments.13.You think anything Western is a threat to National Security.Yet you study there, holiday there,ape and adore whites(so putih gebu, what).14.You claim that you're all for inter-racial unions, but disown your child when he brings home an alien coloured future bride.15.You think that your Ministers are human manifestations of Divine Powers, and are incapable of anything ungodly.No? Explain why Samy is still up there?16.You dig coffee breaks and the highlight of every meeting is what's under the food cover.17.You never empty your trays at fastfood restaurants, don't say 'excuse me' and you make those 'rat noises' when you want to call the waiter.18.You charge into trains/LRTs like a cow that's just seen red. To hell with those who need to alight.19.You take great joy in letting everyone around you follow your telephone conversations. Makes you feel important and gives you a sense of worthiness..20.You make countless trips to your son's school to 'uphold justice'.Nevermind that he's a tyrant and a bully, no one messes with your family's honor.

My roomate elyssa and my best friend Raj
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The prospect of the young sprouts of maple leaves outside my window made me smirk to my self. Just two more months for me to fly home to Malaysia, my home. I anticipated myself being in the arms of my beloved and having fun with my family. Missing home was a part of my daily life here. Missing propadeutics class today made me feel so culpable. My alarm didn’t ring or was it just that I did not set it before retiring to bed. Raj made his visits to my hostel and as typical he was stunned to see me and my roommate lying on bed. I managed to get a peek of him and you should have seen his face. The revulsion on his face was as if he’s seen the sight of massacre or it was just the end of the world.

“I woke up late” I told him and got up to get my shower.

Pharmacology class was a squander I must say. I hardly geared up anything for class today. I was deprived of notes because none of my classmates had the material and me being the group leader felt I was a total waste to the world. With gods grace my teacher wasn’t much in the frame of mind to ask tons of questions and let us back early.

Walking down the staircase leading to the café made me think of the bulletin I received from someone close to me. I was cracking my head from the moment I saw his pictures on the net. I thought that I met him in my tuition centers during school but then it struck my mind that I met him during a campground, a motivational camp during my school days. It was really hilarious, seriously funny. We were in the same group during the camp and we had to carry out some duties and some work and we became kind of close. His name was weird. It meant something like a witch doctor. Someone smelled the chemistry amid us and one time I remember he was asked to alter his place with someone else. I laughed when I thought of the past days and how he has grown into a fine gentleman securing a job and established in life. He remained as one of my crushes till this date, well not really for anything sweet. He ruined my prom night! I am still pissed with the thought that he could come up with such stories. But then again, it was during school times.

“Do me a favor Girl, grow up!” I summon up raj telling me this morning

“Hello, what’s your age and what’s mine” I snapped back

“I meant mentally” he said

I have to make a clean breast that I can be nastier than a child at times. It was just me and I did’nt have to pretend. I have to pretend to be a 24 year old lady brazing myself thru college and thru my daily life. That was rigid. It was a mission. I just can’t be my self in Kursk. And this made me sick being here!

I heard a story today of someone faking an epilepsy. It was funny to think that someone can actually fake on a convulsion. It required lots of vigor to be in that kind of state. It made me shudder that there are such people in this world. In that case, as a doctor how am I to actually decide if my patients were not faking it just for some attention. And during the time that I actually help them, more other patients required my help and aid. SICK! That was the word for this people. Perfectly fitting.


It’s been days since I actually logged into Mirc to converse to someone. Just trouble-free chats. There’s no more life there essentially. It used to be vivacious before. When Bianca and I start singing everyone leaves! Ha ha and there was then Kippu whos my best friend on earth! And now god knows what is he busy with. (I know your reading this!) and yeah there was Le_debbil aka ashutosh agarwal. The verity that he just cant stay made me livid and once I thought I should just highjack a plane and land in India just to execute him. Then I thought judiciously. Yeah! it could have been my blunder. Well whatever, he’s crossed the bridge, moved over to his next level, I just hope one day I don’t wallop into him. Hmm then there was this cute girl name Diya, she’s vanished too. Everyone is just a bot there. Even if their nicks are breathing. I don’t get it. Was I the one who’s been altering or everyone else have tainted and got busy these days. I have grown very much a trivia addict. I enjoyed the antagonism that was presented by Chaotic, a Norwegian and Morphine, a teenager who was way too young for his astuteness. He is smart, no, he’s brilliant.

I have been fleeting my time with trivia and surfing all the time in Kursk because there’s nothing more to do here than studying. Right now, I am just going to lame about on net, and hit on some trivia. Till then, stay tuned!

“What should I put on for the gathering tonight’? I questioned myself. My room was in a appalling shape with my sarees and other stuffs laying around. It was a catastrophe. Yes. I perfectly know what to wear for the Vesakhi revelry tonight. I was energized to dress up but the contemplation that it was just 4pm made me resolve down a little while. The new student Devan and Sulekha required a new hairdo so I decided to help them around with the verbal communication at the saloon. I managed to force Raj to get a haircut.

Walking down the streets of Lenin reminded me of my prior days in Kursk. Everything was dead then. Sum has enhanced way a lot with more modern shops which reminded me of the shopping malls in Malaysia. I managed to catch a peek of the price of pineapple which dazed me. I could buy 10 pineapples with that price in Malaysia. But again, I snapped back to where I am right then.

My roommate elyssa looked alluring in her Punjabi suit. I was astonished to see her dressed up so early. My eye wedged the sight of the wall clock and realized that it was almost 7 and I wasn’t dressed up even the slightest bit. I hurried to the lavatory to have a short bathe and rushed back to bind my very new saree.

Fat! That was the first thing that popped into my mind when I stood in front of the huge emulate in my lobby. I must have gained at least 7 kgs this semester I told Raj and Utra whom was actually all fully clad up to leave for the function. I was belatedly as customary. The clock was dutifully showing 8.00 pm. Lets go I announced. I dragged Teebah from the mirror and screamed for Raj and Utra.

Raj looked sizzling that evening and so was all the attendees of the function. We not not the late bird and that made me more reassured. Everyone was in their finest traditional outfits which made the ambiance much lovelier. I hugged all the Punjabis there, greeting them and forwarding them my best wishes. I caught the sight of my private enemies and sulked.

The dark sight of the long night was finally merging up. The dance floor had started and so was my dancing epic. The sound of hottest bhangras was in the air and so was the smell of liquor. While quiescent I manage to look around and caught some very special scenes that made me snicker to myself.

It was a great party after all. I finally decided to head home with the girls at around 3 am. Feeling worn out right now, I decided to bury myself into my pliable bed. Good night

The air of unsullied spring and the sun shinning right to my face woke me up. Something was really erroneous with my throat. No. Veto. The very thing that I loathed the most was lingering around. FEVER!. I screamed!. It seriously can’t be happening. I hopped out of bed and began my hunt for the thermometer and wedged it into my mouth. Definitely I had fever. I called my best friend raj the very moment informing him that I was feeling really ill and won’t be attending classes for the day. He decided to haul me to the doctor which made me even sicker. A visit to the med-punk was an annoyance. The queue was always elongated and arduous

Im even too sick and tired to actually type more and the perfect thing to do now is rest, rest and more rest. Will be back when I’m well.