Chapter 12

I love this guy so much! Since the first time he auditioned in The Glee Project. 

Hi. Phew. It's been quite a hectic month. Us ,trying to fit in and still in shock with the environment.

We had an end of module exam last Thursday. Mind you, we have an exam everytime we ended a module. Module 2 started 2 days after the exam and for the new module, we have to move to Mowassah which btw is much better compared to CC. Haha.

So class started this morning and Prof Iman told us that starting from this year, we'll be learning two modules in a go. Which means module 3 will be learned parallel to module 2. Wow. This sounds fun. Instead of learning two subjects only ( note : Biochemistry and Physiology ), we'll be learning an additional 3 subjects which are Anatomy, Medical Biochemistry and Community. GULP.

I hope I can cope with everything. This is the path I choose and I am not going to regret or let anyone's hope down. InsyaAllah, I can do it :)

We'll be learning about Body Label in anatomy class and carbohydrate structure in biochemistry. I have to continue studying now. Adios :)

Chapter 11 : Hopelessly, I'm taking a mental picture of you now

Cause hopelessly, the hope is we have so much to feel good about

When you're happy like a fool, let it take you over

When everything is out, you got to take it in
Oh this has got to be the good life

Chapter 10

Hello!

I went to a mobile store on my way back from class and there were three Chinese girls who were talking to the salesman at the counter. Mind you, they were talking in Arabic. Fluently.

We chatted with them since the salesman was taking ages to register one of the Chinese girls' broadband. They were asking whether we were Malaysians and well, we proudly said ' Naam. Ihna Malizi '. Ceh.

They couldn't understand English that much though. We were talking in Arabic most of the time. I still can't understand what they were talking. Hahaha. They were talking too fast and sure sounded like the egyptians. I was amazed.

And guess what are they doing here? They're doing their masters here. In what? Wait for it. Wait for it. Waaaaaaaiiit. Ok fine. That. Was. Lame -__- Master in Arabian Culture. Yup. Arabian Culture. I was surprised, shocked and amazed. Lol.

So let me get this straight. Three Chinese students went here all by themselves to continue their masters in ARABIAN CULTURE. How awesome is that? They speak fluently in Arabic since they've been learning the language back in their hometown.

And I wonder what made them study this people's culture? What made them go here where the majority community here are Egyptians and brave enough to pursue it here in Alex? Hmmm.

Chapter 9

I have four hours of practical classes tomorrow.  Two hours of ethics and two hours of medical presentation. I have a presentation tomorrow about types of bacteria. Mine is about Gram-Positive bacteria. I have an end of module exam on Thursday and I don't know if I'm ready for it. 

I'm planning to revise everything that I've learned after the presentation and spend some time in the library since dad kept reminding me to do more research and browse the internet and buy books so that it would be easy for my to study and gain more knowledge about medicine.

So we had this Lingo club meeting at the rooftop just now and man, it was freezing cold. I wasn't that cold though but my hands where cold as ice. It's not even winter yet :p

Speaking of winter, I can't wait for it.  Can't wait to wear my purple coat. Hehe. 

Exams a stone away and I'm not sure if I'm ready or confident enough to sit for the exam. I'm surely am not going to waste my time fooling around here. I keep reminding myself that I am here to study and will make sure to go back to Malaysia as a graduate. Of course, I'll let loose and have fun and go shopping but study will always be my priority. Everyone is counting on me especially my parents. I will not et down ayah and ibu's hope..and Mara too :p

Laila Saidah everyone.

Chapter 8 : Deep In My Heart

So when the time is hard

There’s no way to turn

As HE promise 

HE will Always Be There

To bless us with HIS love and HIS mercy

Cause, as HE promise HE will Always Be There

HE’s always watching us, guiding us

And HE knows what’s in all in our heart

I've beginning to feel homesick. It's been 18 days since I left Malaysia. 

Everything's different now. The thought of leaving my family has always been a horrible one. But look at where I am now. I'm in Egypt. I'm 9547 miles away from home. 

Exam is a stone away and we have an assignment to present this Saturday. Yes, I have classes on Saturday AND Sunday. So dear friends in Malaysia or wherever you are, be thankful for having two days break ok. Unlike us ( read : ME ), we only get to rest on Friday only. And thats it. 

People here like to judge. To them, criticising is a must. The way people dress, the way they spend their time, the way they talk, the way they use their money or even the way they think. 

They judge those who doesn't wear the hijab. They judge those who covers but still showing her aurat. They judge and post it on Ahlan. They judge those who plays Dota or Counter Strike just because they think they are good enough. They judge us because we talk so much. Because we like to laugh and talk among ourselves. Because we look hype and cool. 

But this people has one problem. They can't be criticised. They can judge but no one can judge them. Personally, I hate this kind of people. 

Apa masalah kau pun aku tak tau.

They change looks and stare at a girl who wears a snow cap and large glasses. Just because she's the only girl in class that is  not wearing the hijab. They begin to whisper just because she wears skinny jeans. They change glances just because she wears a shirt instead of baju kurung. 

Why judge? It's their right to wear what they want or wear it with their own style.

And this made me think and realised how much I miss Malaysia. How much I miss my friends. Those who wont judge others based on how they look or act. I miss my old life. It's just not the same. I used to be carefree and talking to guys wasn't a problem back then. Yes, I know that I need to move on. But common. Do I have to change myself into a whole new person? Can't I say or give opinions just because I am a girl. Don't I have the right, too? 

People here judge a lot and I'm sick of it. Berlagak je lebih. Bukan main kutuk semua orang kat sosial sites tapi dalam class diam pula. Tergagap gagap baca text. 

I'm tired of keeping my peky-ness to myself. They think I'm quite. They think I'm shy. But most of the Kiba-ians know that I am loud and well, like they all say, I am 'Anis'. I am never quite and I am a happy go lucky person. 

But a few of them noticed that I looked different lately. I looked gloomy and a few of my guy friends even said that my eyes looked dark and they thought I was pms-ing T__T

I don't really show my feelings to others. I'd usually sit alone and do a lot of thinking or eat a lot. Haha. 

Today, for the first time in Alexandria, I cried. I miss my life. This is not me. I am not used to this environment. I used to hi others just like that. Used to smile when I pass everyone I know. I've changed a lot now and to be frank, I hate it. I want to be myself. I want to sing out loud or play music and no one will judge me. I miss my housemates. I miss my friends and I miss my family dearly. 

But it's ok. I am strong and I can do this. I've been through a situation worst than this. InsyaAllah, I'll overcome this soon :)

I should probably continue finishing up my slides. Bye!

Chapter 8

I tried to be strong and I tried to stay calm. 

This is so not me. 

Chapter 7 : Muhasabah diri

I walk to class everyday. It's not that near to the hostel though but I find pleasure walking on the streets. 

There's a lot of things that run in my mind when I pass the same streets everyday. I see old women and men sitting on a corner of a building, praying and pleading for money. They look week, scared and I feel bad. I pity the misfortunate and would silently pray to Allah to give these people a better life. 

Here in Alex, most of them seemed to use horses as a transportation and if you're lucky enough, you'll get to see donkeys on the street too. Horses are used as a carriage while the donkeys are used to transport veges or heavy things. Some sell their goods on these animals. 

Once, I heard a loud swiping sound and saw a man, scolding his horse. It was loud and I'm sure it had hurt the horse. To them, this is a way of making the horse walk faster. I was walking to the hostel yesterday and saw a horse standing between cars. There was a traffic jam in front of our hostel yesterday and the horse couldn't make any move. The man was pulling the rope hard enough to make the horse change it's direction.

 I silently cried watching the incident. How innocent animals and unfortunate people here are greatly in pain. How different it is here compared to Malaysia. I see a beggar teaching her child how to read on the streets- smelly one, I tell you. 

Tentang Syukur

Pernah melihat saudara-saudara di pinggir jalan? Sahabat-sahabat kecil pengembara jalanan? 

Apakah dirimu tak merasa malu kepada mereka? 

Banyak diantara mereka masih anak-anak 

Beberapa diantara mereka bahkan sudah tua renta.. 

Beberapa diantara mereka bahkan cacat.. 

Pakaian mereka compang camping.. 

Mereka tidur beralaskan kain, beratapkan langit.. 

Mereka tak memiliki pendidikan setinggi dirimu 

Mereka tak memiliki kemudahan selengkap dirimu

Tetapi…. 

Keinginan bertahan hidupmu tidak setinggi mereka! 

Kemampuan bersyukurmu tidak sehebat mereka..

 Kerja kerasmu tak sebanding dengan kerja keras mereka! 

Harapan atas hidupmu tidak sebaik mereka!

Ketika kau tidur, mereka sedang bekerja, mencucurkan keringat.. 

Ketika kau menonton TV, mereka sedang berusaha bertahan untuk hidup.. 

Ketika kau selalu menuntut sesuatu daripada orang lain, mereka sedang berusaha mencari dan mendapatkannya sendiri, dengan tenaga sendiri.. 

Tanpa pernah sedikitpun keluh kesah terlontar dari mulut mereka.

Padahal, bukan salah mereka untuk hidup dengan cara seperti itu..

Kasihanilah pada mereka, contoh pejuang hidup yang tabah, yang tak pernah menyerah pada keadaan.

Betapa sulit pun keadaanmu, ingatlah bahwa masih banyak pihak yang keadaannya lebih sulit daripadamu

Dan BERSYUKURLAH.

- source : tumblr

I wish for a miracle. A change to these poeple. For a brighter future, a better life. I could only pray for them and thank Allah for everything and how blessed I am with everything that I have. Alhamdulillah, asykuru nikmatullah :) 

Chapter 6 : Optimism

There was a demonstration near our hostel. For the first time here in Alex, there was a demonstration. The people here look serious and are ready to fight with each others.

I'm scared. My hands were shaking and to be frank, I wanted to cry. People were saying ' Allahuakbar ' out loud. The roads are busy and I can hear hons everywhere.

I was on my way to class this afternoon and I saw a man in front of a church being tied with ropes across his hands and legs. Everyone ( read : us, medical students ) stopped. We were too scared to pass through them. We stopped for a few minutes and then bravely walked to class. The incident still scares me out up until now.

It's been almost two weeks now. I'm beginning to love Alexandria. Things were fine until..until yesterday.

I'm beginning to miss home. Well, not that much though. I began to silently ask myself every day how can I improve my English if no one here speaks English? You see, us, students communicate with the people here in arabic. Eventhough we learn in English but us, Malaysians still communicate with each other in Malay. And not to downgrade the others but let's just say, by listening to them reading the questions or a paragraph asked by the professors here, we can detect who can speak or even read in English.

Malay's typical mindset :- Those who communicate English or try to speak English among each other are snobbish.

But I don't know about here in Alex though.

Life here is beginning to be hectic. I have two practical classes and 2 hours of lecture every day. Not complaining though. It's been so long since I've been this busy studying.

It's 1 am in Malaysia right now and the moment I saw the demonstration outside the building, I keep thinking about dad-up until now.

It's a quater after 1, I'm all alone and I need you now. 

I want to talk with my parents so bad right now but I can't. I don't want to wake them up nor worry  them by telling them what's happening here in Alex. 

I hope everything will be fine by tomorrow. I hope so. And do pray for my safety here.

Assalam :) 

Chapter 5

Things sure are moving fast. 

Chapter 4

Assalam,

Class ended at 11 1 today. We learned about Ethics in Medicine and Medical Terminology. Med Term was.. err full of informations (?) I was sleepy during Ethics. Didn't concentrate much on it since I've read it before class starts and because I was hungry. Hehe.

Went out with the gang for lunch. We were planning on exploring the city of Alexandria and trying out new food and new restaurants but we ended up eating Pizza and Gambiah Baniah at Gad. Haha. Failed.

Ooovoo-ed with dad just now. Yeay! Terubat sikit rindu eventhough my voice sounded husky. Dad thinks that I'm getting fairer. NOT AT ALL -.-

The weather is getting colder everyday. I wonder what it feelis like during winter. Hmmm.

I better get some sleep then study after Isyak.

Wada' :)

Chapter 3

We had 3 classes today. Biostatistics for the first period and E-learning later on.

We were late for Biostatistics. The professor was angry and asked us why we were late. Well, the main reason why we were late was because we got lost. Yeap. We couldn't find where Class 1 was. Haha. We arrived at the university right on time and sat in front of the lecture hall's building. We thought the class was still occupied by other students so we decided to wait. 

After a few minutes has gone by, one of my friends asked one of the people around where is Class 1. And she told us that it was at the other building..outside the university -.- Haiyo!

It took us a few minutes then to reach the place. We were asking the people passing through us, the receptionist, one of the students. Obviously, we got lost. AGAIN. Haha. Luckily, we found someone who can speak English and she showed us the way to the class. 

Biostatistics was ok. It's like Mod Maths and a bit of Add  Maths. E-learning was a bit boring. We had to activate our email to access the university's portal for presentations and assignments. Thats all. We then went to the lecture hall for an hour of Med Terminology. I find Med Term interesting. We got to know and recognise the disease by it's name. 

Ex : -itis = inflammation

I had Nasi Goreng Pataya and hot lime for dinner. Yummy. I'm getting bored of cheap arabic dishes :p Ceh. Banyaklah pula songeh.

#Badan tengah sengal sengal. Tekak dah sakit dan gatal. Kepala dah pening. Badan mula rasa lesu. Roommate pun dah demam. Oh no!

#Tadi cakap dengan mak cik cleaner lepas kelas e-learning. Bukan nak riak tapi dia cakap kita pandai cakap bahasa Arab. Haha. Dia tak tau betapa susahnya lidah ni nak cakap 5 bulan dulu -.- Alhamdulillah, berkat usaha UStadz wa Ustazah ajar setiap hari :')

Chapter 2

Assalamualaikum,

Our class ended at 11 am today. 2 hours of lecture only. We learned about how to become a good doctor for an hour by Prof Sanaa and did nothing after that. The lecturer for the next class went MIA, I guess.

Class was interesting. I'm looking forward to new things. Finally bought the textbook for the first module. It costs only 50 pounds. Cheap. Haha.

The weather today is windy. It's bright and windy. I kind of like it. Unlike Cairo or yesterday, the area near the university is windy and cold due to it's location near the sea.

We then ( me and Ummi ) went to look for Sajadah. I forgot to bring one from Malaysia -.- The senior told us that there's plenty near the musolla but I can't find one store selling Sajadah. So mission failed.

We were craving for fried chicken or to be specific, McDonald's because it reminds us of Malaysia. LOL. But unfortunately, the McD's around here doesn't sell Fried Chicken nor Bubur Ayam Mcd :( Oh well. So I decided to go to KFC. Bought a snack plate for 11.57 genih. It doesn't taste as the ones in Malaysia but what the heck, I want something oily, something other than Shawarma or Pizza -.-


Did a revision on what we learned today and now, I'm off to bed. Bye bye.


# I miss my mum. I want to skype with her badly.

Chapter 1

Assalamualaikum,

Today has been the 6th day here in Alexandria. So far, everything is great. The seniors are helpful and kind, my room is comfortable and the hostel is good.

Everything's in good condition. We had an orientation week for 3 days. There were modules, LDK sessions. It was fun yet tiring. The orientation week started as soon as we arrived here and let's just say, we were exhausted. We were tired and cranky but the most important thing was, we had fun. Kudos to the organiser.

We went to Cairo yesterday. It was fun. I was amazed on how huge the pyramid was. Getting the opportunity to get a close up of the pyramid was beyond awesome. The bricks were huge. Tall and heavy. Approximately 2m each, I think. It made me ponder on how strong the people back then, how can they managed to lift such heavy bricks. It must have been a torture.

We then went to visit the Sphinx. I have to admit, I was excited to see the sphinx. Haha. I find the sphinx very cute. LOL.

Later, we went to pray at Qanah ( I can't remember the name ) . There were three kids running around asking for money. They even took our drinks and bags of chips. Rude much?

After that, we visited Salah Ad-Din. There were three museums! We didn't get to go all three though. The museum was dusty and dark. The mannequins freaked me out. Haha.

Cairo's weather is different compared to Alexandria. It is really hot. Everyone was sweating. The air is dusty. Everyone's shoes were grey-brown in colour. We got to visit Masjid Muhammad Ali. It was beautiful. The surrounding was calm despite the hot weather. Everyone sat down in the mosque and by the expressions on the faces, I can see that they were just amazed as I was.

We then went to Masjid Husin and Masjid Al-Azhar. Masjid Husin was named after Husin, the prophet's grandson. The seniors gave us almost an hour to shop at Husin. Everything was pricey. A shawl for 20 pounds? We could get around 10-15 pounds here in Alex.

It was a 3-4 hour journey from Alex to Cairo. We arrived safely at our hostel at 1 am due to a problem. Tayar bas pecah tengah tengah jalan -.-  


Class starts tomorrow. I'm nervous to be frank. Medicine is not an easy course. The toughest course. Oh well. InsyaAllah, I can do it. Like what Rancho said in 3 Idiots, "  Pursue excellence, and success will follow, pants down " . 


Till then, Maassalamah.