tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41851557360826431792024-03-06T11:40:10.886+08:00CHOCOLATELOVE ME FOR WHO I AM,
DON'T LOVE ME FOR WHAT I HAVE. :)fi3linahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879106273484705628noreply@blogger.comBlogger533125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185155736082643179.post-9918116283522138752022-03-29T08:45:00.004+08:002022-03-29T08:45:30.792+08:00Hurt<p> Assalamualaikum w.b.t </p><p>well, hello. Here I am again. Just recovered from Covid 19 infection Cat 2A about 3 weeks ago. My husband, my parents and my two kids also infected except luckily our first born. Well, he is strong right? Just got his first dose vaccination about 2 weeks prior to our infections. maybe somehow that caused him to be protected again the infection I guess. Sort of. </p><p>Why am I writing today? I feel so hurtful. I have been having these feelings during my school days, now the same feeling appears. am I to be blamed? Am I too fragile to feel broken for just a simple thing? Am I easily touched person?</p>fi3linahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879106273484705628noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185155736082643179.post-10008441875620392442021-09-23T12:08:00.003+08:002021-09-23T12:08:19.595+08:00Tidying Up with Marie Kondo<p> I love writing. I still do. But due to time constraint, I could not proceed. Everyday my mind is actively thinking of things to be done on that day, I utilise my planner very well nowadays. Never ending process of learning. But on top of that I miss reading too. I purchased books from Shopee to be read if I have leisure time. ( if any hahahhaha). This was following a series I watched on Netflix, entitled Tidying Up with Marie Kondo. Oh my God, I love how she organises things!! Truth to be told I am not perfectionist kind of persons, but seeing things tidy and neat, and in organised way, it makes me smiles, it does spark joy to me.</p><p>But again , due to time constraint, I could not proceed to organise. I will do later once I have free time. Too many things I need to organise. My life especially, which I need to prioritise more, my work, things at home like clothes, storages, kids' toys, kitchen stuffs and important things more like, important documents. But again, I could not proceed because I am a mother of three, with a weekend husband. huuuu.. I miss him. I really do. I miss having him around, do things together, cook meal together. InsyaAllah one day after he completes his study we will be reunited again. :) All 5 of us. </p><p>That's all for now. Thanks for reading. </p>fi3linahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879106273484705628noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185155736082643179.post-71894310425813282132021-08-05T11:49:00.001+08:002021-08-05T11:49:58.667+08:00Changes. <p> Assalamualaikum, after a longgg hiatus for about 3 years, I produced a post again. haha</p><p>I have plenty of things to be done at work , but I need to stop and relax my mind for a bit. I'm tired, both physical and mentally. </p><p>Before I begin, I would like to share some news. I am now a mother of three since 5/10/2020. My third born, a boy, we named him Muhammad Faheel Affan. He was born @ 38 weeks 3 days via SVD with BW 2. 75 kg, good Apgar score. Alhamdulillah , he is such a cutie like his big brother and sister, and alhamdulillah thriving well. Regarding working, I am currently being appointed as YM in a clinic in Perlis, it is really a big move for me, really ' going out of the comfort zone' kinda situation . I will further share my experience regarding that later, if time permits me. Lols. </p><p>And another news is that, I am happily sharing with you guys that me and my husband have purchased our second house! Alhamdulillah. By purchase I mean, still monthly payment by LPPSA haha. I think this house is going to be our pencen house insyaAllah , we' ll see later on. But for now, I will reside here. I love being here. I love waking up without having to worry about stuck in the traffic jam. </p><p>And I think it is a good place to settle down here, and to raise our little family. </p><p>InsyaAllah. </p><p>In three years time, one major thing that ever happened to us, is , this sudden pandemic that we have never crossed our minds at all dealing with a pandemic! A worldwide kinda situation, our world is being hit by a deadly virus, Covid- 19. I really have never thought of this. At all. But this virus has made too much of changes, many have suffered, many have lost loved ones, many have affected emotionally and physically, and financially. Pandemic taught me a lot of things. From PKP, PKPB, PKPD, PPN, etc. Perlis is already moved to PPN Phase 3 ( Pelan Pemulihan Negara) in which we already achieved few milestones that allow us to reach to this point. </p><p>I am now a PJJ situation with my husband who is currently pursuing his study for master programme in Kelantan. I just hope Allah protects my husband wherever he is. I am now handling my three growing kids alone guys can you imagine. I pee 30 second, I take bath 3 minutes daily. Every second counts when you have a neonate. Phew haha. May Allah keep my sanity and at the same time, make ease of the process of both my husband and I and our beautiful kids. </p><p>Will share with you guys later if time permits me . I need to go. I have tons of work to be done. </p><p>stay safe, maintain SOP, </p><p><br /></p><p>XOXO, Fit.</p>fi3linahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879106273484705628noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185155736082643179.post-72885816337872690382018-12-31T15:58:00.000+08:002018-12-31T15:58:13.674+08:00final day 2018<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
assalamualaikum and good day<br />
hi , everyone who is reading my blog. today will be last day of 2018. time really flies so fast, i couldn't be able to catch them. time can never comes back nor replaced. today marks the end of my 20's life. aghhh so stressful knowing that i am going to turn 30 next year. did i managed to fullfill my 2018 resolution? erm partly, yes. and partly, no. lol<br />
I have enlisted few wishes / resolutions to complete on 2019, hopefully I can.<br />
Please pray for me guys!<br />
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fi3linahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879106273484705628noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185155736082643179.post-17698056473724892922018-05-18T11:56:00.001+08:002018-05-18T11:56:19.388+08:00DEATH IS NEAR<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Assalamualaikum and good morning. Today is the 2nd day of Ramadhan this year, 1439H, 18.5.18<br />
Alhamdulillah, here I am, breathing in this temporary dunya, and wondering what future will hold. and alhamdulillah I am still strong to fast, knowing the fact that I am a breastfeeding mom, and the hunger and thirsty I could be having.<br />
Back to the topic, death/ kematian. The topic is quite serious I know, but somehow we, as Muslim do believe in death and life thereafter, Akhirat, Kiyamat. So, at some point of time, we should remind each other about this topic so that we are not just focusing on dunya life forever. Becausse death is uncertain of time, place and mechanism. All questions will have no answer till the time really comes, because it is Allah's secret. Maybe this is my last ramadhan or maybe I live up to 100 years? I dont know.<br />
Yesterday, we were shocked to have a bad news that one of my college's friend and husband to my batchmate in Manipal, Azim has passed away on the way to work, claimed due to severe head injury from the net. According to close friend, who is MO in the Hospital he was brought to, they CPR him > 45 mins but Allah loves him more. Ya Allah, Allah has tested big, Amy his wife and their two little kids. I just couldn't imagine if I were in Amy's shoes. I guess her now is shattered into pieces like piece of glass, lost someone whom she loves dearly, whom she wishes to live till end of life. And things that saddened me more is, knowing the facts that they both have kids that almost around my kid's age. Allahu, I just dont know that broken feeling. May Allah grant heaven to Azim amin yra. </div>
fi3linahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879106273484705628noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185155736082643179.post-45994631174419214982018-04-11T10:04:00.000+08:002018-04-11T10:04:31.167+08:00Obstacles being a healthcare doctor<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Assalamualaikum, first entry for this year. Hehe. Well, hello, currently I am at work, hence, this post is created. Because typing in my house, will be a battle with them, kids. haha. someone will jump on my lap , the other one shout at me, asking me to see whatever things he is doing ( which he thinks super amazing eg, arranging the blocks). Yeah, that is mummy of two look like, I wonder, what mummy of three would look like thou, haha!<br />Today's topic is about work, how to counsel patient to comply to medications or probably to start new treatment for eg antihpt, insulin, antilipids , in which majority is usually is already comfortable with the common things they have been going through, typical answer from patient that I usually get as KKMO,<br />
" Saya nak cuba diet- kontrol la doktor, saya rasa susah nak makan ubat, sebab tak mau makan ubat selamanya."<br />
" Saya dah biasa makan ubat doktor, saya kadang amik kadang tak, la ni saya janji nak sepenuhnya makan ubat ikut masa."<br />
" Saya takutla doktor nak cucuk insulin! saya takut jarum."<br />
" Saya x mampu doktor, nak beli jarum tak mampu, nak cucuk insulin x dak duit."<br />
" Saya takmaula doctor makan ubat, saya rasa tekanan darah tinggi ni pasai tak lena semalam." - and this patient came with high bp all along.<br />
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Whoever thinks that being a healthcare doctor is easy, please think before saying and please be in our shoes at least a day. You really need a very good rapport with patients, good communication skills to counsel them. Because majority of patients - especially chronic patients are elderly, and being elderly, of course they have their own stand, which you, as a young doctor needs to break in order to maintain their good health or to start treatment to particular disease they are having. It's hard, really. You really need to have a lot of patience to cousel, again and again without being bored. and please document every single thing eventhough they refused them so many times! You can give them time period to think ( in case of antilipid if not that high , or in case of to commence insulin) explain properly to the patients regarding the complications they possibly can have if they dont control lipid level or blood pressure, or sugar level. Explain to them about sudden death causing by heart attack ,or stroke, bed- ridden one. Try to give them situation. What if, they have stroke, who is going to take care of them, who is going to take care of their small children, in case younger patients having hypertension? You give the worst scenario that possibly can happen, not to scare them but more of, to teach them and for them to prepare for the worst. Some patients can get soften when you explain in a good manner, and with confidence. Explain to them that you don't benefit a thing, you just actually do your job as a doctor, trying to educate people for them to take care of their own health!<br />
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In case of insulin, it's very infrequent to find patients who is agreeable to insulin during single consultations. usually, we keep repeating and informing the patients who are at high chance of converting to insulin, those who have uncontrolled bsp and hba1c. Keep bothering them, keep telling them until they say yes for insulin. offer them help and let them know that they wont be left behind once they start on insulin treatment, offer them to come to clinic anytime for consultation if they have any queries on insulin, about techniques. Pursuate them that insulin needle is as small they cant even see by their naked eyes.<br />
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All in all, it depends on our ways on telling patients and consulting them. Together we control sugar, blood pressure and lipid in our body. Eat clean and be healthy people! </div>
fi3linahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879106273484705628noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185155736082643179.post-12378903919138296572017-07-22T00:12:00.001+08:002017-07-22T00:12:58.645+08:00Love💜<p dir="ltr">Love is blind. Love is hurtful but amazingly curable. Love is to give and take. You don't just put the word love if you don't really mean it by heart. You don't utter you love someone if your heart doesn't pound when you are with that particular someone or something. Why I say love is hurtful? Because we can easily tear apart / break/ disappoint by emotion if your loved one hurts you. It is just simple math literally. Loving someone means you have to sacrifice a lot of things; time, interest, hobby or maybe wealth and health. You don't simply love someone but you forget about sacrifices you need to make. You don't simply love someone but you ignores them at the point they need you or maybe you don't be with them when they are at the point of breaking. It's easy said than done I know. <br>
When you don't sacrifice, what's the points of all those tachycardia you felt back then? What's the point of 'I swear to God I'm gonna take care of you till my last Breath'? Pointless. <br>
Dont forget how hard to reach at today's point of time. Dont forget how complicated things back then. When you got what u wanted, you forgot your vows. When you feel satisfied, you forgot how to console, how to nurture the love, how to feel hard again. Don't regret if you lost your loved one one fine day because of whatever things you might have done but sadly you don't. Don't you regret. </p>
<p dir="ltr">From, <br>
Yours truly.<br></p>
fi3linahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879106273484705628noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185155736082643179.post-55854943481782455522017-06-14T16:19:00.001+08:002017-06-14T16:19:41.407+08:00Humanity <p dir="ltr">Have you watched/ read recent news nowadays? Be it from the net, newspapers or from other social medias like WhatsApp. The news seem to be of no ending. I am talking about BULLY. Yes. There were so many bully cases previously but these latest three bully victims were of hot topics, Adik Taqif, Zulfarhan Osman an engineering student,navy cadet in UPNM and the latest one was T Nhaveen, an 18 year old boy. <br>
Adik Taqif was beaten up by the wardens till subsequently he lost his limb due to advanced infection and finally passed away due to a lot of complications.<br>
Zulfarhan was allegedly beaten up, bullied by his college mates, suffered from third degree burn whole body about 80% because of the steam iron, hit by pipes. And eventually passed away, due to severe trauma. Inalillah. <br>
And these few days, we heard the stories about T Nhaveen ( forgive me if spelling error) that suffered brain death, currently in comatose state, again was bullied, hit, sodomised by his old high school friends. </p>
<p dir="ltr">Can you imagine the feelings of the family members especially the parents, relatives and friends of the victims? Allahuakbar. Traumatized, deep saddened, lost hope, disappointed and angry. How could they do to all of them? The parents took care well of these three victims, but were killed/ disabled by a bunch of heartless human beings. </p>
<p dir="ltr">Where is humanity? Where is sympathy? Where is Insanity? Where is love/ affection? Did their parents gave birth to devils? Hmm. With this new generation, the technology is just by the tip of the finger, getting modernized but the mentality, feeling are actually reversing backwards , believe me. What were in their minds while doing that evil acts? Dont they at least have a little bit of feeling pity to the victims? </p>
<p dir="ltr">Do you have the answers to that? Parents, teachers, should they be blamed? Or it was because of the individual problem? The subject of Civic seems of no use. They don't have morals. Maybe just maybe we should take our time,sit back and rethink hard. why It has happened? </p>
<p dir="ltr">Give proper religious knowledge / moral values to your kids, show good act to them, remind them over and over again, the acts and consequences, maybe restrict internet exposure, and most importantly monitor your kids social life. By monitor I didnt mean you being so strict, just enough you know who their friends are, whom they are going out with, their daily activities. </p>
<p dir="ltr">This is for my reminder too. May Allah protect our generation, kids from all those negative influences from outside. Wallahualam.</p>
fi3linahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879106273484705628noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185155736082643179.post-10837544471811662062017-06-13T18:55:00.001+08:002017-06-14T06:47:52.699+08:00We are FOUR! <p dir="ltr">Assalamualaikum and hello. Surprise. I'm here again, first time for this year. Alhamdulillah we are expanding our little littles family as I just delivered a healthy baby girl on 12 May 2017/ 15 Syaaban on Friday @ 10:35H in HTF weighing 2.6 kg . ( today she is 33 days old) after discussion over discussion with my husband, we finally <u>decided</u> to name her Nur Aafiya Farisa Binti Mohd Aliff. <br>
My labor experience this time was as easy as the first one ( maybe a little bit easier since I was G2P1 that time, anyhow, alhamdulillah thanks to Allah) <br>
The night before, the three of us went to Kuala Perlis to celebrate Ayyaz 2nd birthday. Yeah, it was his birthday but ibu and babah were those who finished the meals . Siakap bakar, kailan ikan masin, telur bungkus, tomyam - such a great combo!!! 😘😘 thank God ibu managed to eat those prior to labor. The next day ibu took a leave planning to celebrate ayyaz birthday again in babysitter house. Siap tempah Kek upin ipin lagi ..but Allah has planned that Adik gonna come out on that dah. ( a day after Ayyaz birthday). I started to have contraction ( I initially thought it was just her kicking, yeah second time could also cause confusion you know😂) at 8 am in the morning,but bearable still. I gathered the laundry to wash them. But to my surprise, that 'little kick' became stronger and stronger I couldn't even stand. By that moment I knew it was CONTRACTION. it became frequent to 2 contractions in a minute. I immediately called up my husband around 930 am telling him and asked him to come home. the pain gets so intense I was actually sweating. Phew. But for me it was bearable. <br>
Once my husband arrived, he immediately did a quick VE ( mind you, there was no glove or any lubricant it was painful too lol) then he made a face that, yeah we should straight away go to hospital. He could feel baby's head already!😱😱 I was like, "whattt, I am not ready yet." But we drove to PAC HTF anyway. Along the journey pain got so intense I felt like pushing. ( really! that time I prayed hard I didnt deliver in the car)<br>
Once in PAC, I was asked to stand on weighing machine. It was standard procedure but hey I was really in pain going to deliver very soon. whatever my weight was it didnt even matter. Haha. Once I laid down on the bed, the staffs tried to set up the CTG all. But before they completed doing it, I shouted, "Kak saya rasa nak teran dah ni.". They became panic immediately more than me. Haha. The senior SN ( KUP) did a VE to me, and os was 9 cm already! <br>
They pushed me hard in a stretcher to the LR and after settling the CTG there, a female doctor and a SN attended me. I told her I really wanna pushed.They allowed me to push but anyhow they tried to prolong the time since they wanted my husband to be in to witness my labor ( he was registering me downstairs). I pushed without waiting for my husband and there she was, a little cute Aafiya came out to see the world. 10 minutes my husband came in with shocked face, didn't expect the delivery process was really quick. Alhamdulillah, you know so far my two deliveries really made ease by Allah swt. I am not trying to boast here I had smooth deliveries. it is more like feeling grateful, thank you Allah. Syukur. Tips? I dont have one. Just seek forgiveness from everyone, your husband particularly prior to labor insyaAllah Allah will do the rest. <br>
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fi3linahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879106273484705628noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185155736082643179.post-78497042251486717192016-08-02T17:54:00.001+08:002016-08-02T18:02:07.229+08:00MO. Who, me? <p dir="ltr">Assalamualaikum. <br>
Alhamdulillah, we met again. After so so long. You know being committed as a wife, mother, daughter and busiest HO, so due to time constraints I didn't able to write in the blog. <br>
Well blogging is my interest. Long lost interest. Hehe. Writing to be exact. <br>
Now, since I already completed my HOship successfully for 2 years (3 months confinement ), I managed to write/ blog back.</p>
<p dir="ltr">Nurul Fitrilina- just like before, clumsy, lazy girl who got married to a hardworking, nice guy. </p>
<p dir="ltr">Mohd Aliff- my soulmate, love of my life. Just like the old him, but rarely bother my sulking period now a days. Haha.</p>
<p dir="ltr">Muhammad Fatah Ayyaz- our first son, entering 1 year 3 months old another few days, struggling hard to walk and makes steps. Don't give up my son!!! :-)</p>
<p dir="ltr">And apparently we are moving to Perlis very soon. I got posted as MO there, either in KK or HTF ( the only hospital there). I wish to stay in KK, please pray for me!!! </p>
<p dir="ltr">Till we meet again. A lot more stories to be told. Till next time, adios!!!</p>
fi3linahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879106273484705628noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185155736082643179.post-642022898859570752015-07-10T07:14:00.002+08:002015-07-10T07:14:31.063+08:00Breaking point<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
It really hurt me so much. So so much till I couldn't explain that feeling.<br />
It comes slowly to my breaking point. I am breaking at the moment, pieces by pieces fall off.<br />
Won't this is one of our awaiting moments? But why it seems that us become such a burden to you?<br />
Why us makes you apart from us and avoiding us?<br />
Won't we promise to share all good and bad, hurdles and happiness together?<br />
I tried to tell but it seems less interesting to you now I don't know maybe<br />
I feel so much 'far' from you so much<br />
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Maybe at this time avoiding is the solution<br />
Or maybe be silent and not to tell is the solution because you never bother to ask anymore it seems<br />
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I am sorry if 'us' burdens your life<br />
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I AM TRUTHFULLY SORRY.<br />
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Yours truly,<br />
A broken piece of heart.</div>
fi3linahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879106273484705628noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185155736082643179.post-21348657245042730052015-07-09T23:58:00.001+08:002015-07-09T23:58:29.826+08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Assalamualaikum all.<br />
Haaa it has been a very long long longggg time since I last updated my blog. Being a doctor and a wife ( now a mother) is really busy and challenging.<br />
Currently I am in my 4th posting, medical. I was able to be in medical 2 weeks before my maternity leave started. And now I have another a month before coming back to work. Dun wantttttttttt.. :(((<br />
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Anyway before further a due, I would like to announce another major life event in my life.<br />
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I AM OFFICIALLY A MOTHER NOW ON 11/5/2015. **clapclapclap**<br />
I gave birth to a healthy baby boy weighing 3.02 kg via SVD with episiotomy.<br />
Name given: MUHAMMAD FATAH AYYAZ BIN MOHD ALIFF, he is exactly 2 months old today:) his current weight is 5 kg. Hee with exclusive breastfeeding... Grow up healthy and be anak soleh to babah and ibu okayyy ;)<br />
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Soooo it means now my responsibilities pile up but no matter what alhamdullilllah I enjoy being a wife and mother so far even sometimes I did feel depressed but however with supports all come bacl to normal.<br />
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I guess that is all for now. Will update later. Assalamualaikum...<br />
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fi3linahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879106273484705628noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185155736082643179.post-11233696573952339392014-01-03T13:10:00.000+08:002014-01-03T13:10:58.080+08:00I'm someone's wife ;)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Salam everyone. Now I am writing a blog, with a new title. Someone's wife, soulmate and partner in laughters and bad, and yes, how fast time flies, today is our 2 months and 1 day as husband and wife. A lot more to come,I know, but I hope for whatever happen later, we will face it together, I love u so much sayang :)<br />
<br />
And for your information too, our final mbbs p2s2 exam is about 24 days left! O Allah. How time flies :( I am still blur, too much to cover, and yet so scared. Please help both of us, all of us to pass with flying colors, be good doctors insyaAllah :)<br />
<br />
Actually, a lot of things I want to express, but I will express everything after my exam is over. InsyaAllah :)<br />
<br />
I don't what did I do now here in my blog all of sudden, but truth is, he's not in home, he has class, and I am waiting for him to come home ;)<br />
<br />
Salam everyone. :)</div>
fi3linahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879106273484705628noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185155736082643179.post-59577402124781821242013-10-19T23:42:00.001+08:002013-10-19T23:42:46.611+08:00Prince charming. :) <p>Hi. It is raining I guess outside my room. I don't know. I can't hear anything except the sound of the airconditioner and my laptop. Well, first and foremost, thank you readers for I-don't-know-how you reach my blog. Probably I post it somewhere. Today I have my aim on what I'm going to touch upon. PRINCE CHARMING. </p>
<p>Yeah. That is it. Prince charming.: )</p>
<p>For your information, I grew up with the thought of finding one. Yeah, it started since my childhood back then. Maybe influence from the hindi movies I frequently watched (SRK is my favourite yeahh everyone knew about it LOL) on how they met their soulmates and how easily they could fall in love and with the obstacles they had to bear until finally they lived happily ever after. That kind of story I long and I wish.<br>
Sound stupid doesn't it? Sound too fairytale kinda dreams right? But that was the truth. That was my dream. </p>
<p>To begin with, let me tell you guys what kind of girl I was when I was young. I knew truth to be told is quiet humiliating myself but never mind I never wish to be that kind of girl anymore haha. Well, I previously was a girl who kinda playgirl I shall say. Not in the sense of I was soo daymm hot and everyone came rushing to me that kinda thing, not that, but in the sense of me myself who preferred to just entertain or accept for whoever came in my way even I knew that guy was not the guy I looked for or even I knew they were d guys girl would never chase after for. Okay. This is so humiliating but never mind.  I will go on with my story.<br>
Yeah with these guys I texted them when I'm bored, talked nonsense on the phone that kinda things. And tadaaa. And finally it came to so-called love and we became close. See. How easy I was back then. T. T </p>
<p>But deep down my heart, I knew something was not right. <br>
For every guy I met there will always be things got in the way and we finally broke up. Yeah I did feel sad but 2 weeks or more after that, same routine continued.</p>
<p>As I was aging, I had this clearer thought of becoming a doctor which was my ambition since very little. Thus, during my secondary school after form 3, I stopped this habit of just entertaining everybody. I had this aim. And Alhamdulillah, I made it, I got straight A's thus pursuing my study in A level and finally mbbs. And again, the habit continued when I was in my A level except that during the time I was a bit choosy in which those with unclear future were rejected at the initial place. Again deep down my heart, it didn't feel so right falling in love with the random guys. I knew I was bad. I knew. </p>
<p>But these mistakes taught me a lot. </p>
<p>Till I met YOU. Yes. You.</p>
<p>I knew this feeling is special and can never be replaced. This feeling is different. Initially I thought it was just my so called fake love so I tried to resist, but the more I resist the more stronger d feeling I felt. Is this my real love? This was the question that kept me occupied so long back. </p>
<p>Story about my PRINCE CHARMING has faded so long back. Because I hurt too many times so I punished myself and proved myself that PRINCE CHARMING does not exist!</p>
<p>But you gave me hope. <br>
You never say but your eyes did. <br>
You never confessed initially but your care did.<br>
You never faced me but your smile did.</p>
<p>Was it love? </p>
<p>But few things happened to both of us till finally I gave up. <br>
It's like, "I can never get you so please get away kinda feeling. " </p>
<p>And Yes. Again I did very  big mistakes. <br>
I knew you were hurt but I just didn't bother because I thought you never wanted the things I want and if you do, you never tried, still. </p>
<p>And that is LOVE. Allah has written your name next to me and that you are mine so we could get through first obstacles. <br>
You confessed to me and it was the happiest moment in my life. <br>
That was the moment I long. </p>
<p>And to cut short, we managed to face the next obstacles. And yes, now we are enggaged.: )</p>
<p>We are now preparing ourself for our big day, for the completion of our heart.:) <br>
*sambungan bahasa ibunda sebab lagi feel *:) </p>
<p>Maka Allah dah tulis yang kau suamiku dan aku isterimu insyaAllah.:) <br>
Kurang dari 14 hari, status kita bertukar.<br>
Tanggungjawab baru bakal kita pikul. .<br>
Kita bakal bina masjid kita sendiri dengan cinta sendiri atas redha Dia. <br>
Genggam erat tanganku nanti, kita bahagia, ketawa bersama, biar kita tempuhi segala macam dugaan selepas ini bersama. Nangis pun biar bersama. <br>
Aku mahu kongsi segalanya dengan kamu. Ya kamu itu. :) <br>
Mungkin kamu itu PRINCE CHARMING yang aku impikan dulu. <br>
Mungkin tak sesempurna PRINCE CHARMING, tapi apapun kamu, <br>
Baik buruk kamu akan aku sayang seikhlasnya. <br>
Aku harap kamu juga begitu. <br>
Semoga Allah permudahkan urusan kita, jadikan kita suami dan isteri soleh dan solehah, dikurniakan zuriat zuriat yang sentiasa taat kepadaNya. <br>
InsyaAllah. <br>
*Counting days:)*</p>
<p>Untuk kamu, aku sayang kamu kerana Dia. </p>
fi3linahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879106273484705628noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185155736082643179.post-47909157116908956582013-09-18T19:46:00.001+08:002013-09-18T19:46:31.682+08:00Incompetent doctor? :(<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Assalamualaikum, readers.<br />
<br />
Hi. It's 1932 and I should have bathe myself right now, to go to library but well yeah, just wait a while. Today, I feel a bit disappointed, to what comments lecturers have put up during meeting about performances of our groups.<br />
<br />
Professor Uduman Ali:<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><b>" What have you been studying? You should know most of things in medicine now. I thought you guys are only lacking of knowledge and skills in neurology (toughest area in medicine) but it surprised me and it seems that all field of medicines you are all lacking off. You are 10th semester already (final semester before we become a doctor), you SHOULD KNOW everything, just on the tip of your tongue! "</b></span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span>
<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><b>The talk continues by Prof Uduman: "Yesterday, we had a meeting, and this issue has been brought up by Prof Lakshmi. She said none of you are competent for the final exam! Even your semester-in-change ( we know who, and it is Dr. Kolitha) was also annoyed."</b></span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span>
That was it. That was right after my presentation this morning regarding one Neurology case about one pakcik who has this cerebellar disorder presented with only complaints of vertigo. After the presentations, Dr Uduman asked us questions which we supposed to know but we stumbled in answering it, and not properly confident with the answer even the answer was correct.<br />
<br />At that point of time, I felt like going to a place to hide, where nobody could find me, I felt so disappointed and I didn't know what to do. Yeah, we've learnt all of that, but we forgot. We always forget things we should remember. It's not that we don't know a thing, it's just that we don't remember. Prompting to answer without any level of confidence really disappoints me and I know it disappoints our lecturers too :(<br />
<br />
From that moment on, I promise myself to work my tail off, study hard and try to revise back the things I've learnt. We've come across about those things previously, and by re-reading and studying won't so much difficult, as it will stay longer in our brain as yeah we've been exposed to that kinda topics.<br />
<br />
I know it is our responsibilities to study hard and hard and hard and I know we really should be blamed for that incompetency and lack of skills. We should practise more and more.<br />
<br />
I really want to be A MUSLIMAH, AWESOME, SMART, INTELLIGENT, ELEGANT FUTURE DOCTOR, yes that is my aim and goal.<br />
<br />
O' Allah please help me in achieving that aim, remind me if I lost and forget the things I shouldn't. ;)<br />
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fi3linahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879106273484705628noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185155736082643179.post-59279751690189632982013-09-12T22:29:00.001+08:002013-09-12T22:29:18.663+08:00Falling in love<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Salam everybody.<br />
<br />
Since we postpone to submit our case sheet medicine to Tuesday, I lavishly are blogging right now ,<br />
<br />
yeah right now. Hehe. Actually I suppose to study for PBL but yeah take a break for a while.<br />
Anyhow, just want to tell everybody that I am currently already falling in love with medicine.<br />
<br />
I don't why but, it just makes me happy when I can come up to a diagnosis after examining the patient.<br />
<br />
It feels as if Malaysia is snowing!<br />
<br />
Haha! Pelik kan :P Okay itu sahaja. Salam :) </div>
fi3linahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879106273484705628noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185155736082643179.post-16640599432789282982013-09-09T18:06:00.000+08:002013-09-09T18:06:01.301+08:00random moment<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
There<br />
<br />
will<br />
<br />
always<br />
<br />
be<br />
<br />
that<br />
<br />
random<br />
<br />
moment<br />
<br />
when<br />
<br />
you<br />
<br />
suddenly<br />
<br />
smile<br />
<br />
for<br />
<br />
weird<br />
<br />
reason.<br />
<br />
I<br />
<br />
am<br />
<br />
melting<br />
<br />
right<br />
<br />
here<br />
<br />
and<br />
<br />
put<br />
<br />
all<br />
<br />
the<br />
<br />
blame<br />
<br />
to<br />
<br />
you<br />
<br />
:[</div>
fi3linahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879106273484705628noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185155736082643179.post-55356151835735856732013-09-08T22:10:00.004+08:002013-09-08T22:10:43.003+08:00You know what hurts me?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
You know what hurts me?<br />
<br />
<span style="color: orange;">It hurts me, knowing that I can't help my parents financially even I need their help,still, as I am still studying.</span><br />
<br />
You know what hurts me?<br />
<span style="color: orange;"><br /></span>
<span style="color: orange;">When I know that they have to sacrifice a lot of things for the beloved children like us.</span><br />
<br />
You know what hurts me?<br />
<br />
<span style="color: orange;">When they go out to work as early as 6 am for a cent and come back home sometimes late at night, all for the sake of our family. </span><br />
<br />
You know what hurts me?<br />
<br />
<span style="color: orange;">When I know they are aging, sometimes they feel tired, their bodies cannot tolerate hard work like they used too.</span><br />
<br />
You know what hurts me?<br />
<span style="color: orange;"><br /></span>
<span style="color: orange;">When I can't do anything but only pray for them, for their good health and rezeki. </span><br />
<br />
Oh, Mak and abah,<br />
<br />
Nurul minta maaf kadang- kadang Nurul ni macam- macam, tak pernah terfikir akan kesusahan mak dan abah lalui untuk membesarkan kami adik beradik.Nurul kadang- kadang pentingkan diri, tak study betul2, padahal itu yang patut Nurul buat. Nurul minta maaf. Ampunkan Nurul. Nurul janji Nurul akan berusaha bersungguh- sungguh lagi 4 bulan untuk menjadi doktor yang berjaya, nak balas jasa mak dengan abah, and nak tolong adik- adik. That what I should do so long ago, as a big sister. :(</div>
fi3linahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879106273484705628noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185155736082643179.post-43723648966294198812013-09-08T20:21:00.001+08:002013-09-08T20:21:19.645+08:00Where should I begin?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Where should I begin?<br />
<br />
<br />
I don't know where to make a start.<br />
<br />
I am confused, nobody to guide or give some kind of help.<br />
<br />
And now, I feel lost. Lost in my own world.<br />
<br />
Where should I seek for help?<br />
<br />
Nobody seems to care much what lingers in my head.<br />
<br />
They tend to push me away, just letting me drown<br />
<br />
Where should I begin.<br />
<br />
Where? and how?<br />
<br />
=(</div>
fi3linahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879106273484705628noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185155736082643179.post-61788303828060576762013-09-04T01:34:00.001+08:002013-09-04T01:41:41.727+08:00Happy birthday to me:)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
5 minutes post prior to sleep. Go.<br />
<br />
<b><span style="color: #cc0000;">Happy belated birthday to me. </span></b><br />
<br />
And to all of you, my birthday was on 31 August if you may know. Well, one year is added to my age, which gives a total of 24 years old I've been living in this life.<br />
<u><i><span style="color: #6aa84f;">Age and maturity is not related</span></i></u>.<br />
<br />
Don't say that if you are older, so you gotta be matured enough in handling things and don't say that you are still young, you are immature to most of things.<br />
<br />
As for me, I think I am still not in a fully matured 24 years old lady yet. Hee :P.<br />
<br />
Actually, I'm improving myself to be a full matured lady, because soon enough I have a lot more responsibilites comin up and waiting for me; responsibilities as a wife, as a doctor and insyaAllah as a mother and most importantly as a muslimah.<br />
<br />
And hence, I did try my best to accomplish this mission of being matured in so many ways.<br />
<br />
And I know sometimes I stumble, forget my missions, and lost with the impermanant life of world we are staying.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hey, Nurul Fitrilina, happy birthday :)</td></tr>
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<br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Okay, time's up. Add up another 5 minutes, I've got lot to say, still. :P</span><br />
<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span>
<br />
And anyhow, about my current updates, I just sent off my sister at KLIA to Jakarta to pursue her study in medicine. Best of luck sister. You can do it. Be a good muslimah doctor insyaAllah, and we can open up a branch of clinic later together insyaAllah amin amin. :)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">From left: Me, Adik Wa (my 3rd sister), Ina (2nd sister). :) Love them so much!</td></tr>
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<br />
<br />
To my surprise, I met with Mr. Razib, Miss Suriany and Madam Ozie, who were my former lecturers in KTT, a place where I did my A level. So glad to seem them.:")<br />
<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">With Mr Razib, my math lecturer :)</td></tr>
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Last but not least, I've watched CHENNAI EXPRESS, thanks to him :") As always, SRK is always adorable :)<br />
<br />
Okay gotta stop. It's about time.<br />
<br />
Pray for me, currently I am in MEDICINE posting, which is one of the important posting, in which a great amount of marks will be carried forward for final exams, P2S2. May Allah bless :)</div>
fi3linahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879106273484705628noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185155736082643179.post-81073184331021479182013-08-29T18:43:00.003+08:002013-08-29T18:44:14.989+08:00My endless love<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<br />
Now I know the feeling.<br />
True to what they said.<br />
Once your status has changed, your heart will be as soft and sensitive as cotton.<br />
It's great knowing the fact that you gonna have your own family tree very soon, but my heart aches even worse when knowing that this family tree will soon be changed with 2 extra members.<br />
Yes, it's good n simply best having extra members but afterwards,<br />
u can no longer act like a child,<br />
doing things like nobody cares,<br />
because there is someone you should take care of.<br />
<br />
To mak, abah and my siblings, for whatever happen after this, I hope we can still have this family picture like this again like always. :)<br />
<span style="color: orange;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="color: orange;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="color: orange;"><i> from, Me, who misses you guys a lot.</i></span><br />
<br /></div>
fi3linahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879106273484705628noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185155736082643179.post-88078039684903654612013-08-29T01:54:00.001+08:002013-08-29T01:54:54.296+08:00beach and you, inseparable. :)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<br />
<br />
You know what I miss?<br />
<br />
I miss the beach.<br />
<br />
I miss sitting at the balcony by the beach,<br />
<br />
Watching over sunrise with you<br />
<br />
While we are eating scrambled eggs and toasted bread with cup of coffee I've made for you<br />
<br />
After Subuh jemaah together in the early morning<br />
<br />
Discussing about our future<br />
<br />
While I smile at you and you smile at me continuously<br />
<br />
Once a while you hold my hands and kiss my cheeks<br />
<br />
Nodding to what I've said.<br />
<br />
Then, we make a morning walk from end to end of the beach, playing by the seaside<br />
<br />
Scribbling our names on the sands,<br />
<br />
I love that and I miss that. I said 'miss' although it has never happened before.<br />
<br />
Because I want to miss about it everyday.<br />
<br />
I want to make it as our routine later when we have free time.<br />
<br />
Escaping from busy life of a doctor, and find a getaway near the beach<br />
<br />
With only you. Just you. You know who you are. :)<br />
<br />
<br />
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<br /></div>
fi3linahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879106273484705628noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185155736082643179.post-48215393899391707542013-08-26T19:03:00.000+08:002013-08-26T19:03:25.250+08:00E- Day :) 24/8/2013<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Alhamdulillah selesai semuanya :) Doakan yang terbaik untuk kami k semua :)<br />
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fi3linahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879106273484705628noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185155736082643179.post-9464328826615025782013-08-01T18:31:00.002+08:002013-08-01T18:31:36.661+08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Don't be too hard on me,<br />
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because I am thoroughly bruised too. </div>
fi3linahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11879106273484705628noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185155736082643179.post-45032565609720189812013-08-01T07:07:00.002+08:002013-08-01T07:08:39.176+08:00Langkah itu. <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Kenapa begitu laju kau berlari tinggalkan aku di belakang?<br />
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Langkah kamu terlalu laju, tak mampu aku menapak.<br />
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Jangan berlari tinggalkan aku?<br />
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Nafas aku mudah tercunggap cunggap<br />
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Hati aku mudah retak<br />
<br />
Aku sungguh tidak kuat untuk mengejar<br />
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Dan tidak mampu untuk aku panggil<br />
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Kerana mungkin terlalu kerap kali kau asyik menungguku<br />
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Pada nafas aku yang cepat laju<br />
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Pada badan yang cepat lelah<br />
<br />
Pada emosi yang cepat diganggu<br />
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Andai aku tidak mampu panggil,<br />
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Janganlah pandang ke belakang dan mencari aku<br />
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Mungkin jiwaku sudah diambil Tuhan<br />
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Teruskan langkahmu yang laju<br />
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Mungkin ada teman yang seiringan dan sekuatmu di depan barangkali<br />
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Tidak seperti aku yang langkahnya payah amat<br />
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Aku tidak mampu, tidak mahu hentikan langkahmu lagi,<br />
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Aku tiada kekuatan itu. </div>
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