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Assalamualaikum w.b.t. #ThrowbackTime 2 Oktober 2012: Setelah mendarat di Lapangan Terbang Antarabangsa Kaherah. 2 Oktober 2018: Peperiksaan akhir pusingan Pembedahan (End-Round Surgery). Malangnya tiada gambar kerana penat XD How time flies~ Pertama sekali saya bersyukur kerana sudah menamatkan dua pusingan yang panjang dan kritikal: Obstretrik dan Ginekologi (OnG) dan Pembedahan (Surgery). Untuk adik-adik tahun 5 yang bakal naik ke tahun 6 selepas ujian, mungkin nak jadikan jadual senior (hihi) sebagai rujukan; Jadual round. Jadual kelas. Berbeza dengan tahun 5 ( round pagi kemudian diikuti dengan kelas petang), tahun 6, personally , lebih fleksibel kerana kelas pagi dan round petang ~ Jika round habis awal -- heaveeeen. Ada beberapa perubahan dalam jadual kelas yang diatur oleh ketua kelas dan ketua akademik. Sebagai contoh kelas agama, pensyarah datang ke hospital dan kami tidak perlu ke kuliah lagi ^^ I can't remember the last time I went ...

Assalamualaikum w.b.t. I haven't written for so long! Mainly because I do not know what to write (something like writer's block) but the thing is I don't consider myself as a writer to begin with *wondering. However, the reason I am writing now is to write to you (I don't know if I still have readers) about my update and an amazing thing I always said to my friends that are going to a holiday (yay!) So I am finally in my final year at medical school, alhamduLILLAH. I am so blessed to have those that helped my journey (do you remember when I sell cookies in this blog to crowdfund my fees?) but most of all, I am blessed to have my family supporting all the way throughout my journey. My class will end in 2 weeks and I will start having a short break to study before my exam begins~ That is the first part that I want to tell, for the sake of updating and I guess a short blog is better than nothing~ The second part like I mentioned earlier is actually about ...

BismiLLAH. I heard someone crying... and I know that cry. Sudden onset, variable course, prolonged duration. It was the cry of death. The cry of losing someone. The cry that reminds you that you lost someone too. البقااء الى الله

BismiLLAHirrahmanirrahim. Assalamualaikum w.b.t. When blogger.com was loading, I thought I need to ponder upon my long lost password. But apparently, my account wasn't even logged out. :) Izzayuku ya gamaah~ (How are you guys in Egypt Ammiyah) Haha. Right. Butterflies, fly away. Not long ago I was asked why did I stopped writing. The answer was simple, I tend to exaggerate while writing. So I don't want to write, until I can come up with something simple, realistic and more acceptable for future me. I don't want to be embarassed with what I wrote years ago. That is why some of my posts are long gone. Far from where I had started, I am now reaching the end of my 4th year in al Azhar as a medical student. For this academic year, I took few extra classes out of the university to survive: Otorhinolaryngology with Dr Ahmad Sa'ad of Ain Shams. Ophthalmology with Dr Hanafi of Ain Shams. Arabic Ammiyah (Basic and Medical...

BismiLLAHirrahmanirrahim. Assalamualaikum warahmatuLLAHi wabarakatuh. I think I am becoming the newest stalker of Qatar Airways these days. I called, I went to the office and for multiple times in an hour I logged in online. I just want to go home. ***** There was this thing that kept popping out in my mind for few times in the past few months... It was words that people said. How... funny it is when I read a well written status from a friend at Facebook, but I just can't seem to like it. And when another one writes something that is similar... I have no doubts in my mind. It was weird for me. What is wrong with me? Do I... take sides? :O Then, I realised... I prefer those who walk the talk. Its simply because I know that this person is writing what he or she had did or experienced while the others who writes the same thing, I never got the chance to see their actions, (yet). So if I like that to another person, what am I suppose to do w...

BismiLLAHirrahmanirrahim. Assalamualaikum warahmatuLLAHi wabarakatuh. As usual, it had been a while. So that's that. Let us catch up each others' life, shall we. After all, one's experiences shape one's expectations. I left Egypt. Chill. It is summer break, dear. But the thing is, I wasn't planning to. Therefore, why did I booked my ticket 4 days before flight, few hours after my last end-of-term paper and arrived at KLIA afterwards - alone -? It was the tense. My 2nd year as a medical student started with; me wearing niqab, not special by the way, financial assistance from Zakat and others, alhamduLILLAH, a cosy bedroom for one, friends and family. Never did I though it will all, well, most of it... change throughout my academic year (Sept 2013-June 2014) Few days back I was asked - again - of my reason not to wear niqab anymore. It was pretty clear for me but for me myself, common senses are subjective. I might see something normal bu...

BismiLLAHirrahmanirrahim. Assalamualaikum warahmatuLLAHi wabarakatuh. These days, I lost myself. I try to grasp the idea of gaining back but it doesn't brings much effect as I wanted it to be. As... I want. *sigh* The nafs wants everything. The last day Syeikh was here, I waved from the house. It was morning and I looked bad enough to go out and stand by the car. So I didn't and stayed. The house turned very quiet afterwards, very. We know he will be gone for at least 2 months. For few seconds only after he left... we felt... missing. At least I do. Study week came shortly afterwards. Our daily classes became weekly on basis. Once per week. Not even the Friday's night "Majlis Selawat". I wasn't even very sure what went wrong. But I did ran away. I packed my bags and poof, I was on the bus to Ramsis. Poof, I was on the tremco to Tanta. Spent a night, train to Alex. Spent a night, car to Mansoura. S...