TAGGIE

peah and haniizhar, here goes

20 years ago, 1985

hehe, 3-year-old girl with her DORY-like memory?? both doesnt help at all..but i knew at that time our family had already settled in that lot-186 as according to my parents, we moved into the house a day before my birth..enjoyed being the youngest as adik only joins us 4 years later (note: up till now, i have frens questioning when i say i DO have a YOUNGER sibling=D ) as what i did to syak!r and syahman during my hols, i had the same with my auntie..only that she babysitted me much longer as she lived with us.hmmm, i'm not entirely sure how i behaved as a 3 year old toodler, i memoried that family used to call me with this funny nickname as i had the habit of pretending to cry untill i get things my way..hahah,nope wont disclose it here!! sadly i dont have a lot of baby pictures..when i complained to ma why my elder siblings have lots more, she said its because during their stay at the old house, they have a photographer as their neighbour...hurmmmmmm *not talking*

10 years ago, 1995

all this while i was another kampung girl who played 'getah' and 'baling tin' (err) with my relatives-cum-frens and looked forward to sleep over at our arwah nenek sedara..its care-free life.alhamdulillah that year, i was offered to go to seri puteri, 8 hours drive away from home..i was all prepared for this,used to send my other siblings off to their respective schools. but little did i expect that i would be all in tears before we even left my uncle's house, huhuhu..hanin, i know u'r snifling ur laugh reading this:p yeah, my 1st year was full of ahemm, u guess;) lucky me, i had extra 6 weeks of hols that year as i fractured my elbow and turned up just before final exam..hohoho. despite all the crybaby episodes, i did enjoy the year and started to make acquaintances, some turn to be my good frens till now..then, life was colourful.full of laugh and joy..and im not really sure how i end up to be known as loud and mischiveous by teachers *thinking hard with innocent face* ...i wont cramp in my 5 years experiences into this single paragraph as its so not fair...each and every single things deserved to be mentioned..friends, teacher, seniors, celebrations, exams, sports day, FOOD, wardens & hostels...n SA1C'98,our lil secret still safe with me *chuckle*

5 years ago, 2000

time flew fast..n u bet, i did step out from seri puteri in tears..good things never last forever aite?..anyway, batch of '82 was the chosen 'trial sample' for the matric's double intake..which means there were ppl who enrolled into matrics before SPM result came out. i was the unlucky one, left behind while most of my frens were already in KMM, KMPP etc..how dissapointed and sad that time, Allah knows..spent my extended hols at home, doing household chores and tailing my mum..Alhamdulillah, Allah has always come up with better plan for me..after SPM was announced, i got a telegram (huh, macamla hulu sgt umah aku xleh nak tefon:p) from MARA and this marked another chapter of my journey. actually there were twisted chronology before i ended up attending the interview..again, not gonna elaborate about it here..anyhow, what happened during the interview was i failed to name the sultan of kelantan..huhuhu. again, Alhamdulillah i received an offer letter to do IB in KMB..and no thanks to my bro who did his A-level at the same place years before and told stories about his IB-and-never-have-free-time room mate, i freaked out..but in the end, i decided to give it a try and never would i know, i'm so gonna love the next 2 years's experiences..again, its not the place that matters but frens that we made, teachers that we loved and activities that we joined... deeply bonded by frequent gathering in a small cubicle of F201, eveningly doses of basketball, trips, pranks and dramas.. despite all the stress of assignments & exams, we found happiness and comfort...i couldnt ask for more, could i?

3 years ago, 2002

graduated from KMB and brought back the high spirit and memories. before everyone departed into our own way, we the girls of med3 had our final gathering in langkawi..GREAT, enough said! and in september, i hit the ground of down-under, still in grief after the loss of my late uncle *sigh..well, this was my 1st ever being oversea =) settled myself down with the other frens, old and new. i started to play netball again after 10 years. life was ok, high-spirited but at the same time anxious to start my med year..oh yes, 1st aidilfitri away from home..hehe, u could guess by now what happen when i heard the takbir at malaysian hall:p went back to malaysia for the summer break..my parents're away for hajj so aidiladha wasnt any better :p syahman was born and i had experience of babysitting him 24/7 for almost 2 weeks as my sis-in-law was tied up with KPLI.now u know why i'm so bonded with that sin chan :p

last year, 2004

2nd year of MBBS.. when life took its rough turn..shedded so many tears and swallowed so much sadness...and with that i metamorphed. things happened one after another and when i couldnt think of anything else to ease myself up, a fren suggested to pour it into this virtual space..at the same time, i started to miss ppl, realised that i was no longer in my comfort zone and somehow i knew i had to brave the waves all alone. tough, verily. despite all that, i experienced sydney and gold coast during winter hols. 2 girls and a map. it was a blast and brought back sweet memories. but i wasnt smiling for long. again, Allah tested me with misfortunes and by the end of the year, i was practically drained from all the emotional torture. but as the saying goes, setiap yang berlaku ada hikmahnya. so i survived.

this year, 2005

living in 2 places was no one's dream. frankst0n is where i am destined to be for my clinical year, yet clayton is the place of comfort and joy...continued to metamorph as i picked up the lessons and learnt the beauty of acceptance. good laugh and bitter cry, i went through. families? absence makes the heart grows fonder ..frens? come and go but some stick around..faith in ALLAH? it means strength. went back to msia for my sis's wedding. alhamdulillah, everything went well and i myself rejuvenate during the hols. another sydney experiences during MASCA GAMES. as i am approaching the end of my stay, i come to realise that Allah doesnt send me to frankst0n for nothing.

next year, 2006

Insya Allah, i'll be in my 4th year..doing 4 blocks of pscyh, GP, O&G and paeds.hohoho, pray hard that things will be much better next year. good news, i'm expecting (ceh, mcm aku pulak yg preggy:p) another 2 nieces/nephews by April.lalalala, may both of them be girls and i'll shower them with cutesy tops and gowns..might be my final year of playing netball =( n err i'm thinking of doing cross-stiches of an english house or garden of flowers...but the most important things will be to keep the spirit high and always be in good company.

10 years from now, 2015

already a hajjah, insya Allah..married to the man destined by Allah and blessed with err 4 kids?? huhuhu, maybe should keep the number open :p working my way to become a specialist in....again, i keep the option open..hopefully by then, i managed to do as much good deeds as i can to my parents, coz to repay all they've done to is beyond possible. keep the families bonding strong and will always have time for my girly sessions with my mates..may our frenship lasts ;)


fuhhhh, penat!

niesa, izzah and syu: you are next! nisa & shera: would love to tag but time might be a constraint eh? feel free to do anyway;)