Of football and international appearance

I had my first international appearance today.


Wahhhhh ayat opening tak nak kalah. Today we had a game going on against the 4th years (a football game that is) For the first time ever, I get to meet them in a non-class environment. You know being here it's hard to penetrate through their social clan because most of the activities are held in the bars and involve alcohols. So I don't really see my classmates that much outside classes hospitals or labs.


So when I have the opportunity to play football with them, I didn't miss it. I played as goalie because as alwaysssss people will never say that they want to take up that position. Biasalah kalau tanya mesti main striker or defender. Jarang lah kata I am goalie.

I enjoyed playing the game so much! Sakit sengal sana-sini tu biasalah because we played for half an hour like that. We had close winning 3-2 and our classmates are all geared up for our next game against the first years. They even wanted to have practice session before the real match. Sssseeeemaangattttt..


Anyhoo..I hope I managed to change whatever perceptions they have towards me or the international students or muslim students. Yup we don't mix with them that much simply because we are not really comfortable with their definition of having fun. Not that we don't want to. I hope I did my job well as a representative to my country, race and religion. Wahhhh kau kenapa semangat patriotik lebih ni?


Eh tapi kelakar la hearing them struggling to pronounce my name. Like..people who are close to me like the Malaysians, Botswanian and Michele (she's from Singapore) would call me Nad but the rest of them would call my full name. It came out as "Nazra" when they are trying to talk quickly. Cuma the Kuwaitis je could pronounce my name beautifully eventhough it sounded more like "Nadzerraa" (baca dengan makhraj yang betul. kekeke)


Tomorrow I'm going to Dublin for Dublin Week. My third involvement in the Dublin games - futsal, badminton and chess among Malaysian in Ireland/UK. During my first year we formed a mixed team and got 6th place out of 8. Last year I represented team Cork and we won first place! I hope this year we could at least win a medal. Tak kisah la warna ape pun =)

the first years, October 2007

Corkians, Oct 2008

CorkoroCocoCrunch - we are back, October 2009, insyaAllah ^^

Took my heart to the limit, and this is where I stay..

I have problem in voicing out my true feelings...especially like when I'm angry or when I'm sad or when I'm not happy with something. Before this I used to think blog is the best way to channel my anger but I guess it's no longer valid anymore. True true, my blog, my right to say whatever I wanna say. BUT if I chose to open my blog to public that means it is subjected to public's judgement as well.


Lagipun saya pernah rasa sedihnya menerima dedikasi khas dari blog post and I think it is too painful to hear things in that way. So I chose not to do so. I chose that. You, you or you can choose differently from me, that is not a problem at all. :)


So each and everytime when I am down with certain unhappy things, I will finally breakdown. Either by myself or with the ones that I'm comfortable with.


Ciri-ciri calon suami yang seterusnya : Must be able to detect when I started to feel unhappy. Must be there for me to lend his shoulders or be my punchbag. Of the utmost important of all must never give up on me when everybody does.


P/S : Ahhhh tak sabarnya nak bercerita tentang PENGALAMAN SAYA MENERJAH ORAL CAVITY RAKAN SEKELAS. Tapi tapi tapi..mood adalah tidak berapa baik sekarang..

Like London London London, wanna go down!

Hello all..Just got back from London today! kekeke..


We departed for London on the night of Friday. Ada drama sikit awal2 tu because my Garda card WAS NOWHERE TO BE FOUND. Dahlah kemas2 packing smua pun lambat kan. Pastu cari Garda card (Immigration card) takde. Kasut hilang sebelah. Memang drama abis. At that time memang dah takde mood abis dah nak gi that I just don't feel like going anymore.

Ryanair. Perhatikan muka cranky dihujung sana

I went anyway. Half-heartedly. Because I had a feeling that this trip not gonna be fun as I wish it should be.


At London we stayed at Nisa's place (she's a friend of Dayah) Went to MARA open house (or should I say mihun goreng potluck? because there were 5 types of mi goreng altogether) The food was quite disappointing though. Met Nabila and off we went shopping at the famous Oxford street and my favourite area - Bayswater (Malaysian hall area)

Di rumah Nisa

Hasil tangkapan ke London kali ini - 2 super comfy shoes from Clark. One for clinic one for casual. Beg for class. Ceh ceh ceh...TAK ABIS2 NAK JUSTIFY BARANGAN INI DIBELI UNTUK DIPAKAI KE CLASS UTK MENGURANGKAN RASA BERSALAH =.=" And last minute shopping at Stansted Airport for my foundation and pressed powder. A total of about 80pound for everything. Ok lah tu en...taklah teruk sangat en..semua belian barangan berguna tak membazir langsung :P

Bersama Nabila dan dua dari lima jenis mihun goreng yg disediakan


sebab rindu Nabila, jadi bonus lagi satu gambar bersama.

Pagi tadi bangun terkejut because we were supposed to catch up bus to Victoria station at 7.30. Tapi bangun2 dah 7.45 kan. Langkah bijak berborak sehingga lewat pagi dan masuk tidur jika tau anda perlu naik bas pada pukul 730. Buat lah selalu! Lari-lari amazing race tahan taxy DAN SAYA TERTINGGAL PHONE SAYA. YES NADZIRAH NI KALAU PERGI MELANCONG TAK TINGGAL BARANG MEMANG TAK SAH. Tapi sebab dah lambat kan so pasrah je lah. Managed to catch bus to Stansted Airport at 8.35. Reached airport at 10.05. 10.30 check in, just nice by 11.05 naik flight. Semua just nice jeee...Alhamdulillah. KALAU TERLEPAS BAS KENA NAIK FERRY BERJAM-JAM WEH TAK KUASA MEK!


Oh and turned out sebenarnya, Garda card saya ada bersama ynaw (nama kurang benar) dan bersama kami sepanjang di London! Sebab nya dulu saya pass kat dia card ni untuk amik parcel saya kat pejabat pos sebab takut mereka mintak ID. Lepastu terlupa abis, sampai lah harini saya pergi geledah satu bilik sambil rasa nak menangis putus asa kerana kehilangan garda card. Lepastu nasib ingatan masih boleh diguna pakai. NAK BUAT BARU 150EU WEH. Nak kena report polis lagi. Itu lagi ini lagi...mek tak kuasaaaaaaaaa....



Jadi mari tambah satu kriteria baru bakal suami : mesti lagi cermat dan tidak cuai seperti saya. Sebab nanti kalau pergi melancong tiba-tiba anak tertinggal bagaimana?


Saya hutang update satu cerita pasal : PENGALAMAN SAYA MEMEGANG MIRROR DAN PROBES DAN MENERJAH ORAL CAVITY ORANG - SATU MEMORI YANG TAK AKAN DILUPAKAN SELAMA-LAMANYA. Will be coming out soon. Tunggguuuuuuuuu...

When shitty feeling strikes

Result Patho dah keluar! Result adalah seperti gambar diatas sekian terimakasih.
Pesanan kepada diri sendiri : layan lah sangat sedih tu sebelum malam exam.

To let go does not mean to stop caring, it means I can't do it for someone else.

To let go is not to cut myself off, it's the realization I can't control another.

To let go is not to enable, but allow learning from natural consequences.

To let go is to admit powerlessness, which means the outcome is not in my hands.

To let go is not to try to change or blame another, it's to make the most of myself.

To let go is not to care for, but to care about.

To let go is not to fix, but to be supportive.

To let go is not to judge, but to allow another to be a human being.

To let go is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes, but to allow others to affect their destinies.

To let go is not to be protective, it's to permit another to face reality.

To let go is not to deny, but to accept.

To let go is not to nag, scold or argue, but instead to search out my own shortcomings and correct them.

To let go is not to adjust everything to my desires, but to take each day as it comes and cherish myself in it.

To let go is not to criticize or regulate anybody, but to try to become what I dream I can be.

To let go is not to regret the past, but to grow and live for the future.

To let go is to fear less and love more.

(author unknown)

p/s : My heart hurts the most when it comes to people that I care. But everybody in the world know it takes two to tango. I'm trying my best to convince myself to let go now.


Let's hope Imma get over this shits ASAP.

Me and my heart we got issue

With my almost non-existence artistic skill, often I question how am I gonna survive Dentistry. Seriously like..I'm no perfectionist. Neither do I love paying attention to small details. And I hate to light on Bunsen burner on my own. Dulu kalau pelajaran Sains kat makmal sekolah kalau kena nyalakan penunu (KENAPA PENUNU? BURNER = PENUNU KE? PENUNU TU BURNER KE? BURNER tu cam pembakar. so nunu = bakar ke?) bunsen mesti saya mengelat dan suruh rakan buat.


Tapi dalam prosthetic (Dictionary meaning : artificial part of a body. Maksudnya buat benda-benda cam gigi palsu dsbgnya) lab I had to start developing those skills. Buat saya tak bersemangat sahaja setiap kali nak pergi pros labs..


Our second practical required us to shape the wax on the cast. Total masa saya bekerja dengan wax ini setakat ni adalah dalam 8 jam..tu pun tak siap2 T___T I had to shape this...

kepingan wax

Into this!

wax on the cast dibentuk

Cabaran membuat wax ni antaranya ialah : -

1. memotong lebihan wax. Psychomotor tangan saya sedikit cacat dan nervous sedikit
2. mengilatkan wax. kuku panjang selalu tercucuk wax so dia jadi cacat kerana ada bekas2 kuku. tapi harini dah pandai sikit sebab bawak nailclipper gi class. hahahah
3. mengilatkan wax. (sampai dua kali nampak sangat mmg noob buat benda ni)


Minggu lepas, setelah berjaya mendapat bentuk yg cantik dan hampir kilat, wax saya stuck on the yellow cast. DOWN GILER WEEEEHHHHHHH. Mr JH (my lecturer) managed to pull it out off the cast and it was all ugly fugly. And the clock showed 4.40pm at Friday afternoon and I've been there since freaking 2PM (awhhh...2PM~~~) He saw my disappointment and said...

No worries. You go back and pack up your things. Next week you come, we're gonna put them on the hot water and we gonna reshape them again darling!

So as promised, harini saya bawakan my distorted wax kepada dia...dan dia tolong saya bentukkan semula. And I went through all the hella things again kilatkan and bagi dimensionally correct semua and brought it back to him again

Seee...this is not too bad, aren't they. Now you just cover up the rough parts here and you are all okay baby. *start nyanyi lagu baby baby apetah..

And he pats on my back.


Sumpah saya terharu emosi segala time tu. Airmata bergenang skit ah. I think he could see I was in despair. And he comforted me. What I need the most all the time. A voice to tell me I'm doing okay..that I'm doing alright ---> gila needy minah ni.

Jadi saya bawak balik ini ke rumah untuk dibersih kilatkan supaya saya boleh mula bekerja dengan the lower jaw pula jumaat ini. *sighh

Ahhhh saya mesti tabah buat semua ini. Saya mahu berjaya sebagai pelajar. Berjaya sebagai dentist. Supaya dah besar dah ada rezeki halal duit sendiri boleh shopping tanpa rasa bersalah. Mampu membeli beg 2-3k tanpa perlu memakai pakaian seksi mahupun dress sebagai ayam atau kucing atau iguana atau arnab atau biribiri.