post exam syndrome

I need a goal to run to...

It was less than 24 hour since I'm done with my exam this year but I was already restless. Funny, I think. Everybody just can't wait for the year to be over but when it is actually over, we left in fog.

I need a plan. Yes, I do have a list of 'to do' tucked up on my supersize softboard but I need a plan that actually work. Otherwise, I'd be feeling empty and useless. No, I don't want that...

Right, I'll go ahead with today's plan. I'm fully booked for the whole day. I can't even tell if I'll be sleeping in my own bed tonight. Haha, serve me right... nak sangat!

OSCE done

I had my OSCE (objective structured clinical examination) this morning. Having the privilege being the first student in my class list (thanks to my father), my group started off at 9.00am. It was held at the Nursing School Practical Ward in Trinity Centre, St James's Hospital. And, it was my first time up there in the building's third level. I never know that 'ward' existed.

Once I went in, I instantly understand why Dr Martina Hennessy, our course coordinator was extremely keen lobbiying for a new clinical skills laboratory that is decent enough to teach us, medical students. Ok, I so have no mood to write about the conspiracy theory that evolved around the medical school here. As usual, I came home with 'summer' headache (that I suffer each summer whenever I go out and too shy to put on my sunglasses)...

I got to treat myself with cold headband and a good sleep now (yes, doctors do go traditional way).. After 23 stations of adrenaline pumping tests, I need this.

Tomorrow: Attend Kak Ila & friends graduation day + Summer sale in city centre is starting (so? Hehe...)

a taste of a bite

Subhanallah, subhanallah, subhanallah...
Praise be to Allah, the Most Merciful, the Most Bountiful.

My life had take a roller coaster ride recently. Yeah, it was so obvious because I didn't even bother to write a word in this blog. Not even on my very own 23rd birthday last June the 2nd.

I was so happy in months because I visited my only sister in Plymouth at the end of May, right after an exhausting mental and emotional torments of pre-clinical final exam. Due to not-so-sweet experience last year, I was also nervous to the eyes.

Alhamdulillah, I reached Plymouth in one piece. The even better part was, my sister was already there, waiting for me at the bus station. Hehe, sooo schweeet!!

All in all, it was a very good moment we shared in Plymouth. Hehe, at least my half was very pleasant. I hope my sister's was equally wonderful. One of the sweetest sisterhood moment in life. Ah, I wonder what we gonna create next. Even meaningful, insya Allah.

However, a test came along. I've got to attend a viva for pathology. A nightmare comes true. I was dumbfounded. Alhamdulillah, it was not for long. I got back on my feet. Stronger than before, ironically. Thanks to the online lectures notes and my sis's laptop (she actually sacrifice to do her assignment when I was asleep only to let me study...wuhuhu~).

I had a safe (though very long journey back to Dublin) after a sweet birthday breakfast with my sister. I got to tell you this; Mira baked me a yummy marble cake topped with whipped double cream and colourful sugar strands... and also flapjack (in paper cup?) yeay!

The viva went on as it was (no comment). Alhamdulillah, when the result came out yesterday, I made it through. I can't thank people who was supporting me enough. May Allah grant you His blessing in this world and hereafter.

Nevertheless, I would like to make a point here. It was not I've went through that matters. It was whatever I learnt along the way... because the world does not evolve around you and the drama continues...

ps: I'm falling in love with Tashiru (don't yet get the chance to know them though)~ for those who know me enough, it's very difficult to get me to like something... I wonder if I got to re-state the statement above very soon...heheh!