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salam.

yesterday at about 7.40p.m, i got my third molar surgically extracted.huh! me, who in the past suffered from dento-phobia and now doing my degree in dntsry (ahaha!) am suprised wif myself yesterday.

"apsal hari ni tak se-nervous biase?" my hands are not cold..ekeke.its weird tho.becoz,im not bout to go thru just an extraction,but its a freakin surgery! wif mas accompanying me, the two of us went to the clinic to say goodbye to my 38. =(

the dr. who did my surgery was dr.Dayanand, an oral& maxillofacial surgeon from bapuji.he's too good im tellin ya! i felt at ease tho i'm embedded in "the chair",and i can't help but to feel very relaxed.(trust me ppl,this is not like me!) hurm..i guess,its the trust that i have on the dr that explains it all.it really takes loads of your trust to let sumone rummage into your mouth while you are wide awake and are totally capable of seeing all those "sharp&shiny-things" stuck into your mouth from a close distance.=). dr.dayanand explained whatever he was about to do to me&what i might be feeling, and i think that helps a lot. it gets you mentally prepared i guess.

alhamdulillah,everything went well.my 38 was successfully extracted in one piece. oh gigiku! and now,im only left with 31 teeth in my mouth..haih! to those who are planning to cab0t gigi..relax! tak de pape insya-Allah. =)

my cat rebels

salam.

This is an entry about my cat which is currently on strike.(bozo!)

Why?

My unhygienic cat developed a new habit of sleeping in the dustpan. Believe me.
Previously, she used to lay her fat bum-bums in the paint container (or we called it as the “bekas cat”). The dried rollers on it become her bolster pillow? And now, it’s my mom’s dusty dustpan.
And the dust is her best friend? (omg). Perhaps she likes cases that fits her just nice?
She does bulge outwards while sitting in the dustpan tho. Ouch!

Knowing dodo’s limited ability to jump, (as it will consume all her fish-y lunch!)
my mom hanged the dustpan to somewhere dodo can’t possibly reach to lay her fat bum-bums
and gave that poor feline some old red box (which used to be a hamper’s base) for her new resting spot.

So she protested. And lay on the floor instead. She became skeptical about the “new home” and gave it a try. And still, she prefers the floor. (Dodo, the floor does not fit ya!)

Will my mom give up her dustpan for that weird cat?

I don’t know.

this happens yesterday at 1245am.

salam.

on thursday the 27th,me and my mom went back to KL from kuantan on a bus ride.the journey started at about 9pm from kuantan and we reached kl around 1245am.it wrote on the ticket that our stop is at the pekeliling station.i thought that it literally meant "THE pekeliling station",but actually it turned out to be a bus stop under the titiwangsa lrt station opposite the pekeliling station? what daaa? haha! omg.that place which is usually littered by lotsa people during the day is very much deserted at night.you can actually count the numbers and it is less than your digits! the funny thing is,it is exactly by the road side where the cars are passing by.but, i do feel it is unsafe thinking that will there be anyone kind enuff to stop and give a hand? sigh.

so we waited for my dad to pick us up--in fear? the first few minutes was okay and nothing actually happened.later, a guy in green shirt&jeans and carrying a backpack approached us from somewhere behind.he had this look that seriously gives you the creep~.he walked towards us and sat like a feet away from me. yeeellllppp! he was starring and I swear i didn't see him blinking.i heard him mumbling sumthing and i guess he was actually trying to make a conversation or asking something i don't know, but i totally ignored him.i was holding on to my luggage and handbag as tightly as possible and my heart was beating ever so fast! adrenaline rush as i figured it out. i watched him from the corner of my eye in case he is doing anything funny.got myself ready with everything,if anything happens to us i guess i still remembers that taekwondo that ive learned from somewhere in the past. haha! so not! at least i know how to punch..*wink*.not long after that,a glimpse of my dad's car was in view and we cautiously stood up and started walking towards the car.instantaneously, the queer guy also stood up, again mumbling sumthing which sounded like ".....mampus" and went back from where he came from.what was thattt?!! as if it was planned. the moment we are about to make our move,he too decided to "chao".so, he's not sitting there to wait for the bus or something? yikes! i guess my face must have turned pale becoz my dad have sensed that sumthing is not right the moment we stepped in the car.syukur abah was there and nothing bad actually happened. phew! abah managed to reach pekeliling and pick us up in less than 15 minutes? i wonder at what speed he was driving at? uhuh.

the city can seriously turned out to be a very different place at night.totttaaally different.at night, it seems like a different set of people roamed the streets.I wonder where they came from. and i guess safety is at stake especially if you're a girl and unable to run due to carrying heavy luggages! at times like these you really have to doa banyak2 and ask for His protection against any bad things or any bad intentions that a person might have on you.we were lucky at that time as there is someone who is actually coming to the rescue to pick us up.what if you have to make your own way back? isn't it risky? always be aware that unexpected things happen and we might be one of those victims who are at the wrong place and at the wrong time.

so girls,do take care of yourself well.at such times,it makes me understand the importance of hijab.it should be understood that it serves not only to cover the pretty hair we have,but also from the looks of the ajnabis.and it serves as a protection as well as the respect it honours upon its wearers.many things that this little thing can do eyh? hehe.

for any of you who have sisters,mothers or any female friends,DO NOT let them wander alone at night especially to "silent places" such as these.its really freaky im telling ya! have the courtesy to call and ask them where they are at these hours and prevent any of these things from happening. prevention is better than cure!

K*O*D*A*I*K*A*N*A*L

LE TOUR DE INDIA:trip to KODAIKANAL!

salam.

8th November 2007.
KODAIKANAL (ko-dai-ka-nal) is a high station about 7000feet above sea level and is sumwhere in Tamil NAdu.its suprisingly freezing cold with the temperature is as low as 10 degrees.with all of us unprepared physically and expecting it to be like Cameron Higlands,--we were dead wrong. (except for Mar,who is comfortably cocooned in her pink 'UK' sweater). our journey on thursday,8th November 2007,started at about 9pm from sri sadhana's place in Bangalore and we reached at about 7am the NEXT morning in Kodaikanal.the roads are winding and it took us 2 and a half hours just to travel from the foot of the mountain to top!*omajawsh*.i sat in the car wif a "tiger balm" in my hands and a plastic bag on my lap--just in case.don't worry people! no one barfed!

this place is just beautifuuul~ =) the houses are located on hilly areas and there is no industrial activity whatsoever.untouched? the cows here are even larger! but bout the colour blindness, I don't know..hehe.

i guess, this place is one of the historical places where the Brits use to stay.almost all of the bulidings have some english touch and the houses are cottage like.(somehow,it doesn't make you feel like India..haha!) the buldings are built from stones with the breadth of the walls is about a feet and a half! (it keeps you warm..yeah,i know.but what about in cases of fire? =O) Van Allen maternity hospital

on the first day of arrival,the six of us,me,mar,mas syikin,anas and farid, went sh0pping!(what daa?) yup..about an hour upon arrival actually.. we came to know that a majority of the people here are from Kashmir.many of them are Muslims whom had migrated here at least 30 years ago. and of course,the goods for trade here are Kashmir's famous items such as very-very preety Pashminas,carved wooden boxes,marble boxes,handmade carpets,materials for clothes,precious stones rings&stuff and furnitures.(be patient aunties!)
HOME-MADE CHOCOLATES are one of the specialty of Kodaikanal.we bought l0ts of it! nyum!

aidilfitri di perantauan

salam.

EID MUBARAK minna-san~! selamat hari raya aidil fitri, maaf zahir&batin.. hehe.umm.raya for this year is totally unlike any other. its soOoo different being away from family members.tak leh la nak salam2 with my loved ones on the very special morning of hari raya..instead of raya-ing in davangere,the 4 of us decided to join the heap of malaysian students in BANGALORE.whee~!terubat la jugak sedih even though tak dapat raye kat rumah wif mami,abah,meme,adek n everyone! including bebeh&dodo..*sob2* luckily,we do have solat
raye&khutbah as well..alhamdulillah.and of course..FOOD! nyum! who would
have guessed,that actually almost everyone really CAN cook! blasah2 pon, it turned out right! ha!

"bangalore-ians and bapuji-ans: from left: farid,anas,mar,mas,me&apek"

"bangalore-ians"

"the tent is called 'igar' where underneath it the muslims perform their solat aidilfitri together"
in front: an "active" railway track that never fails to wake up every single soul in Fien's apartment on every 30 minutes...

"SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDIL FITRI MAAF ZAHIR&BATIN"

let's talk 'bout colour blindness..

salam.

"colour blindness" DEF: the failure to appreciate one or more colours. Colour blindness is common in 8% of males and only 0.4% in females, as mostly colour blindness in an inherited sex linked recessive character. In addition to hereditary conditions, colour blindness also occurs due to acquired conditions such as ocular disease or injury or disease of retina. The term 'colour blind' does not mean that objects are only seen in black and white. Total colour blindness is very rare. There are many types and degrees of color blindness. The most appropriate term for colour blindness is deficiency of colour vision. Dichromatism is a type of colour blindness whereby, the subject can appreciate only two colours. It can be further specified to PROTANOPIA. In this case, the defect is the receptor of the primary colour, i.e. red. So, the red colour cannot be appreciated. The persons having protanopia are called protanopes. The use blue and green to match the colours. Thus, they CONFUSE RED WITH GREEN.

hehe.

one fine sunny day,the 4 of us (me,mas,mar&shikin) decided to wear our baju kurung to class.. so everyone was looking "ayu&sopan" haha!not!

me&mar in blue.
shikin in pink.
mas in HOT RED.

as were walking out from the guest house to the gate, I saw se-ekor lembu hitam&anak tunggalnya sedang berjalan-jalan berhampiran pagar.from far,I can tell that the cow (mother, i think) was looking our way.huhu..so we started to b0rak:

"eyh,korang rase lembu kat sneh bute warne tak?",i said.
"mane ade laa..lembu kat spain jer yang suke kaler merah--spanish cows.. lembu india tak" mas said,with confidence.

as we reached the gate,all the 4 of us was suprised sebab lembu tadi sudah berhenti berjalan dan sedang menunggu kami di pagar.(whaa?) we were freakin' scared, bcoz it started to make its way towards us!--specifically masliana (=P).hehe. me&mar made a quick escape and jumped inside the otto (we probably got away easily as we were in blue). shikin pon terlepas jugak as she hid behind the gate. the cow seriously was barging towards mas..and its big! no kiddin'..the cows here are one and a half size of Malaysian cows..(wh000sh!)

kami semua dah tersangat cuak dan masliana p0n dah terjerit2.luckily, the otto driver was kind enuff and helped to shoo the cow away..masliana was saved! or else,she must have been some big-black-herbivore lunch! hehe. sebbaik la ade orang nak tolong..haih! so from that day,masliana tak0t dan cuak whenever ade lembu.she swore n0t to wear that HOT RED tudung again.heh.. I guess,that c0w is s00oo suffering from colour blindness neh! die mesti nampak mas as a MOVING GREEN BUSH! wheee~! (wahh! sedapnyer rumput!)

so the moral of the story is:
1.cows to0oo suffer from colour blindness.
2.Indian cows pon buleh pegi spain for bull fight! hehe.
3.NEVER-EVER WEAR HOT RED in the presence of a cow.
4.NEVER-EVER WEAR HOT RED in the presence of a cow.
5.NEVER-EVER WEAR HOT RED in the presence of a cow.
p/s:pink is acceptable since shikin got away?