i am sleepy all the time. ALL the time.

I have a bejillion things to do. It seems like I always have a bejillion things to do.

Pareq is married. It's still weird, adjusting to that. Pareq. Makcik pendek manja tak matured. Married. If she gets pregnant I'm going to die of shock.

I want to sleep. I want to blog but I can't arrange my thoughts into a comprehensible flow of words because I'm sleepy.

lepas berbuka ngantuk. lepas solat maghrib ngantuk. lepas tadarus ngantuk. lepas terawikh ngantuk. APEBENDA LA ATIQAH NI MACAM UMUR 80 TAHUN.

nak mintak tolong Fendi reformatkan laptop tapi takot die fikir HA ADE NAK MINTAK TOLONG BARU NAK CARI AKU KALAU TAK DIAM JE TAK TANYA KHABAR. tsk. suka takut orang marah. nampak sangat memang bersalah.


goodnight korang.

something i don't realize i am capable of

atiq mimpi adik zul smalam. mimpi die sakit pastu atiq kelam kabut + risau dengan penuh stress. so just now i called Ijey. she said adik dah sihat, tapi masa sakit mata tu kesian dia nanges sampai teresak-esak sebab Ijey sakit mata jugak so tak nampak nak dukung.

boleh tak atiq sekarang adalah sedang nanges sebab kesian kat adik and rindu sangat bila dengar suara adik tadi?

tak pernah-pernah rindu adik sendiri sampai nanges bila dengar suara. lebih lebih pulak rindu zulkifli. semua sebab die datang tidur dgn atiq hari tu. cewah tidur la sangat adik zul tu.


tsk :'(

pink orange blue, all in brights.

assalamualaikum :)

i'm in my new room, all settled in, fully unpacked and with a stable internet. i spent three quarter of today cleaning up the rest of the house with my housemates. this house is friggin' HUGE. it's almost double the size of my last house, since we didn't even have a living room back in Glendale. now we have a living room AND a dining room AND spacious hallways both upstairs and downstairs.

the stomach cramps have stopped, alhamdulillah. my tummy's finally getting used to the new diet and the new eating schedule.

ADIK ZUL SAKIT MATA. omgomg. i got so worked up with this when mama told me about it. esok nak call Ijey tanya khabar adik.

heh apa lagi nak cerita. gila dull entry nih. letih la ngemas all day long.



AZAM SEMESTER BARU :

• SENTIASA PERGI KELAS AT LEAST 5 MINUTES EARLIER THAN REQUIRED.
• TIDUR AWAL DAN BANGUN AWAL UNTUK STUDY. (walaupun dari dulu dah try tapi gagal, takpe tahun ni try lagi. usaha tangga kejayaan)
• SENTIASA PERGI TUTORIAL AND HOSPITAL ROTATIONS PREPARED SUPAYA BILA ORANG TANYA TAK TERKEBIL-KEBIL.

AZAM BULAN RAMADHAN :

• cewah yang ni tak yah la bagitau sme orang. tapi kang kalau tak acah-acah like this you allz cakap i derhaka dgn bulan mulia ni pulak, lebih utamakan sem baru, huhu.
  

xoxo
Atiqah

Cambodia : pictures that carve scars in my heart

(let's pretend i didn't teach this girl this pose, hehe. she's the most adorable little person i ever met, second only to KuZett)

Ramadhan, Hospitals, Internet

hi guys.

i'm in the library, internet at home is still stupid. by stupid i mean unable to connect.

hospital rotations will start next week, and i am seriously apprehensive about it. my brain is empty. i know next to nothing. summer kills your knowledge, like.

i'm finally fully settled into the new house. i have SO much stuff because i lived for two years in a master bedroom, and now that i'm in a slightly smaller room with a significantly smaller wardrobe, i had a lot of trouble unpacking all the thingamajics. i do miss living in 15, Glendale Road, but i am so, so thankful that the heater in my new room is a fully functioning one and not a pondan one. no more peti sejuk for me.

i have regular stomach cramps, fasting from 4.30am to 8.40pm. i forgot my gastritis medications because i haven't gotten attacks for about two years.

but i am greatful that it's Ramadhan. it's a month of self-control, of all things good, insyaAllah.

i really want to write all these news in a more exciting/interesting manner, but i'm in a rush and i hate blogging in public places.

wish me luck for my medicine/surgery rotation next week in Cork University Hospital!

ohh. one more thing. yesterday marked the very first time that an Atiqah wore the legendary blue theatre gown. even though there's no way in hell i am going to allow myself, my ultra clumsy self, to become a surgeon...it's all still so exciting.


take care, kay?

Atiqah

I love Dubai Airport

takde credit dalam Irish simcard sebab dah lama balik Malaysia, so takleh nak msg Mama bila dah selamat sampai Dubai?

takpe, free Wi-Fi ada.

tak sempat nak log in YM sebab lupa nak charge laptop, so laptop mati separuh jalan?

takpe, ada battery charging station.



i'm halfway there.


xoxo
Atiqah.

The last few days.

Hey guys.

I'm typing this from Klang. I'm flying off at 2am, day after tomorrow. I don't even get to sahur at home. This is going to be one hard fasting month to go through.

I'm not a homesick kind of person. I'm just...not. But going through the whole of fasting month drinking plain water for Sahur, with the occassional cereal and milk if I have the mood, does not sound too appealing. I want perut dengan kuah warna merah/oren tu. I want celepung goreng and Lingham's. I want to go crazy at Ramadhan bazaars, buying everything and eating them sampai nak muntah. Fuh.

Dah la puasa masa autumn. sejuk. mesti cepat lapar. Atiqah jangan gastrik please.

My heart sank when Kakwe Chik said 'ngaji molek' in KFC just now. 3rd year...Atiqah adalah takut :'(

Semalam Adik Zul datang. He was one happy 4-month old baby. I'm gonna miss that sleepyhead so, so much. Lepas tu Mok Long tiba-tiba datang bawak sambal ikan bilis kering. Adalah terharu disitu. Atiq lupa nak mintak dengan Mok Long, macam last summer. Mama cakap jangan mintak, dah last minute sangat, lagipun Pok Long tak sihat. Maka saya akur. Atiq cakap dekat Tok We, sedih tak ingat nak mintak Mok Long buatkan dekat Atiq awal-awal.

Tok We dengan sweetnya pegi bagitau Mok Long tentang perkara ini, so semalam Mok Long bawakkan satu tupperware aiskrim sambal tu untuk Atiq :'( tsk adalah bersalah tak pernah bawak balik present untuk Mok Long. Next summer insyaAllah.

Tok Ayah, Tok We, Mok Long, Mama, semua adalah bising tanya Bali balik bila, Bali itu dan Bali ini selepas mengetahui memang he's our relative. Semua salah Bali sebab dia yang found out dulu mak dia cousin Tok Ayah, lepas tu Atiq bagitau Didie and Mama terdengar, lepas tu Mama bagitau Tok We, lepas tu Tok We bagitau seluruh dunia. Begitulah.

Dah la salah...sebenarnye ayah dia yang cousin dengan Tok Ayah, bukan mak dia.

Harap-harap geng orang tua adalah tidak menyangka that we're more than friends or anything like that. Risau jugak sebenarnya semua orang bising-bising, takut Bali cuak/salah faham. Karang awkward. Lama lagi nak hidup dekat Cork dengan pakcik tu.

Nad and Shidot tak dibenarkan bagitau Bali tentang post ni, apetah lagi kasik dia baca. Kalau tak kena sekeh. hehe. alamak tak boleh sekeh Shidot. ishk.

Aite.

Next time I write, it'd probably be 15 degrees lower than it is now. Take care you allz.


Love you.
Atiqah

just another update.

hey guys.

i haven't packed anything and i'm officially panicking. i'm going to KL on the 20th, and i'm off to board the KL-Dubai-London-Cork journey on the 22nd.

somebody please tell me where do i start. banyak gila benda nak pack. walaupun dah banyak kali pack-unpack tapi still tak reti.

i was reading the posts that i put under 'non-bimboistic mutterings'. i miss those days, the days when i wasn't a bimbo/airhead.

really, guys. thanks for reading. you guys are amazing. my blog is a waste of space in internet land.


p.s. HAPPY BIRTHDAY OPSITO!! <3333



Atiqah