I m not feeling well...

Wish to be taken care of at times like this...

Kuching miao miao..

Here I am again, kuching!

How I miss to see those flat num statting from Q**, sliding on the road.

Particularly QMM 6787.

Wish I can bump into the owner.. But I know, it is impossible. I might have all the possibilities to bump into anyone here, but just not him. I am so used to the dissapoinment I got everytime I step ou of the church.

Just as I went out of the buggagge retrieval hall in the airport, I saw one st joe church member. Then I went to Satok, I saw Mr. Albert, my friendly MLT lecturer. Of all people, nnever him...

Sigh.

Well, apart from the flat number, I miss to hear the iban traditional music that ppl here alwasy set their ringtone with. I really love the music, the rhythm.

And I really fall in love with sarawak. The place, the people. I wish I can gey myself married to a sarawakian.. Hehe

All the memories rushing into my mind. The hardships I went through here, the people I met, the 6787 owner, the Bau guy, the church, the food, Spring, Boulevard, Wisma Merdeka. Everything.

Dunno when will I come here again.

But I do love sarawak.
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Arghh, I have been wasting half day here in unimas just to settle the convo thing. Just when I wanted to grab my robe, they said I have hutang to pay. And when I wana pay, it closed for lunch hour, and here I am waiting in front of the bendahari office for it to open, and I am gonna be the first to get the damn number and settle everything stat!

Thanksgiving

Hello again.

Time for reflection. Tonight, time for thanksgiving.

Mm.. I miss to sing n worship. Talking bout singing, really, how I wish God could grant me a good voice. I love to sing. But I do not have the voice. :(

So jealous to see those with the gift of voice. If only I could have it, for just one day, is enough. That is how much I want the gift. If only I can sing, I would sing from the bottom of my heart. If only I could sing , i will worship and sing for Him.

Too bad, it is just one of my impossible to-have list. :(

It has been weeks since I didnt go to His house. Too lazy. Oh poor Weizy, how little faith art thy...

Ok let's get back to the main topic! Mm, where should I start with?

My car? Yup, my little humble viva. I still remember, how difficult life was without car during 5years of medical school life. How tired, irritating, troubling, to keep on asking fren's lift to class, to hospital. Have to ask who is going to the hosp, what time they go and follow their time.

And there was one time, when I was so stressed with studies, amd this prob of transport keep bugging me that i just xoudnt hold my tears. I felt so helpless, that I have to follow people everyday. And that time, all I can think was, if only I have a car right now!

but God is fair. Which is always my belief. He never abondoned His people, but His people do. He let me stay in the hostel for 3consecutive years, which not many students were given that oppurtunity. And He gives me frens that are not calculative and willing to give me a lift.

And therefore, I thank Him for them.

And now, I finally have my own car! It is just a viva, though. Not vios. But I am so grateful for it. I love my car that if it is a guy I would have kiss him..

It is not about the size, the brand, but how hard I earn that car! (though downpayment is by my dad la... Kekeke)

The more hard-earned thibg is, the more I apprexiate,it, the more I love it.

Just like my monthly pay. Last time I used to plan to buy this,to subscribe this, to go for regular facial treatment once I work. But now, I am so stingy,to just spend,my money for all those. Though now I spend on the food and eat like a king!

And for that, I thank Him for my dad.

Babies!

Another name for these newcomers --> monsters!
Don't u think so? They are full of hairs, what we medical personnel called as lanugo. They look just exactly like monkeys. Their faces are so small, smaller than my small fist, but full with hair.

All they know is to cry, cry, and cry.

Geram betul!!!

And one thing, Do not u ever look down on these monkey monster. Never ever fall into their trick muka splosen, their helpless cry! I have enough with these species, and I know..

They pee on me, they kick me, and paling geram, when all their tricks dont work, they fart or they just berak! Kurang ajar kan?

These happened when I took their blood. But hey, I am the boss after all. I prick u, u cry. Cry HELPLESSLY. haha...


You naughty little monkey monster! :p

Sorry peeps, I just dont have the motherly love, Yet!

Will l? Will I ?

At home. Do not know what to do. Waiting for the time to pass and reach makan time.

Was looking through my fb pic , and saw my phuket vacation snaps.
Was so fun.. Wish I can go again.. And looking at those beautiful moment, makes me to miss my bestie sooo much...

Damn that girl, now she has a bump on her tummy! Gonna be an aunty very soon! All of my best frens are getting married nexy year. I feel so happy for them! But pretty sad for myself...
Not that I wanna get married. No.. Not yet. The commitment, I dare not to take yet. And hey! I havent enjoy my life to the fullest yet! most girls are very excited about getting married because of the wedding day,but days after that, no one will know.

Oh I miss her so much. Soon I will lose my bestie... To her husband.. N no more girl-only vacation no more gossiping no more sleeping sharing one bed, n
No more borrowing lending dresses. No more talking about make ups. I miss the old days... I miss my secondary school times..

Time flies, n now im 24. Alone, single, lonely. Huhu..

Nevermind weizy... That time, that very time, will come, and take u aback, n u will feel how wonderful ur life is.. How super smart god is, to close all the doors, just to let the one, that very special one, to open the door amd surpnrise u..
Just have faith weizy... It will come...

Yup! while waiting, let me just sit back, take a sip of hazelnut flavoured coffee latte, and enjoy the moment, the present. Which IS EXACTLY WHAT I AM DOING NOW! At Jesselton Coffee.

This is my 3rd time coming here. I likd this place, so far during any of my coffee-enjoying moment, I havent bumped into anyone from the hospital. Hehe.. I prefer a private life :)

Many of my frens asked why do I always spend time alone. It sounds pity to them. But why not? This is the knly gift I can give to myself, after a hectic life in the hospital. The only time I can sit back, relax and reflect the day, the life..
So many things going into my mind now. So many things to write here. But so much to type n that I do not what to and where to start with.

Next week, gonna take a 5days off, for the first time since working, for my once-in-a-life-time convo. But im not that. so excited, so looking forward for it. I just feel sad. One important person in my life, couldnt attend it..

Mami, I always wonder how life would be, if only u are here. Will u be proud? Of me.. Will u always bug me, call me everyday just like every other mother would do to their only girl? Will I be not this lonely? Cuz I have u to talk with, complaint to? Will I? Will I?

There are, just, so many many questions that life couldnt answer me...
And that keep my mind occupied, wondering, guessing the answers.
Im scared I wil just not able to hold my tear, on that day..
each graduate will only allowed to bring 2 persons to the convo ceremony. Everyone is bringing their parents. And me.. Im cracking my head, thinking of how to fill I
Up the other empty seat...