An Angel Vs. a Doctor

Remember my paediatrics reflections? Well, this is my post surgery reflection.

I sit here today, as my surgery rotation is almost over and after watching The Victoria's Secret 2011 fashion show, reflecting over my life. What the fuck did I do? I'm cute. I'm hot. Not tall enough to be a model. But I should have picked a career where I can utilize this cuteness. Perhaps an air hostess or my current plan B a yoga instructor. Fuck, I could have married a doctor and been a trophy wife. Why did I have to go and be the doctor myself?

Sadly, what's done is done and it's only a few months and I'll graduate and be a doctor. A doctor whom when she pouts, men turn into a puddle.

Imma get that Incredible cape and be The Incredible Doctor. xD

P.S: this isn't my real surgery reflection. The real one went more like bah bah black sheep have you any wool? I LOVE SURGERY!

P.S.S: no, seriously. I really do.

Nostalgic Ramblings

I'm loving this song. It reminds me of good times and people. Times when I was happy and I knew it. When I used to go out from 8 am till late at night every night. When we danced on tables and sang our hearts out no matter where we were. When I was always tanned that I think I have exceeded my sun-exposure-time, if I stepped out in the sun now I'll get a melanoma. Not kidding, I have a new mole on my thumb. I'm scared. When I cried at my best friend's -at the time- graduation cuz it felt like my daughter graduating. When I got accepted into medical school and my mom's friend who hates us going out so much told me to kill the rest of the summer partying cuz I'll have no life once school start. When that summer I got hit by a jet ski in the head, lost consciousness, drowned, saved by a friend and lived to dance the night off. When we stood there for each other through out all the drama and family problems. When my family was a whole. Good times xD

أنا كل ما عمري يعدي و نقابل بعضنا أحس كأن أنا عندي يجي 16 سنة. أفتكر امبارح أدمع. حافظاه و ممكن أسمع. نفسي الأيام بترجع و نتلم كلنا

Paediatric OSCE

Have I told you how much I love OSCEs? No? Well, not so much. But I love how they generate the most hilarious memories ever.

Day Uno: Too Much Oxygen Good or Bad?

Before the FU FUN FUN part begins, a tip for you all: BREATH!

At lock down, I did my yoga breathing to help me relax. Not only did it do that but I became a bit giddy and euphoric. And so when I heard the musical bell that declares the end of a station for the girls who were being examined, I thought it sounded a lot like Fairouz's song Dahlak Ya Tair Al Wrwar and started singing. That opened the door for more Fairouz and a lot of drunk singing and laughing. A bunch of girls dropped everything and tuned in for the pre-exam entertainment. I was a star.

Then was the actual exam. It wasn't great but al 7mdullah it went smoothly. At one station, I think the purpose of it was to get pissed off by the patient's irrational fears and try to calmly reassure them. It wasn't really irritating or anything but the doctor somehow was VERY impressed with me. After I finished talking to the patient, she asked how would I evaluate myself and being in the KAUH environment when you are always looked at as the idiot student, I couldn't possibly say I was freaking brilliant. I criticized my shaky Arabic and failure to answer one irrelevant question. The doctor then interrupted, telling me how perfect I was and how she didn't even need to interfere and guide me then she moved on to my "great English" and asked if I studied abroad? I said no and the credit goes to my mom cuz she's an English teacher who taught me since infancy. Then she was mesmerized by mom and kept asking all random questions about her. Who could blame her? My mom is amazing. But then the bell rang and I had to beg to please let me go.

At the history station, we were to ask a pretend dad -the intern- about his kid who has sickle cell anemia. The thing about this intern is that he is... I honestly can't find a word to describe him. He kept smiling, turning and fussing and giving lame answers in a very blah tone. Well, Mr. if you can't take this seriously, I sure as hell can't and I could match your tone and double it too. And that is what I did. Plus he was wearing cherry red lip balm, as I was.

While taking a history you should analyse the patient's chief complain then proceed to other things. I, being the amazing diagnostician that I am -Yes, House got nothing on me- didn't! The father told me his son has leg pain and I automatically thought it was a vasso-occlusive crisis. Which it was but still I needed to explore the pain even more. I now realize that the intern was actually nice as he tried to help me by mentioning the leg pain twice and I was like yeah you said that, moving on. Stupid me but what is an OSCE station if you didn't forget a thing or three? :P

Day Dos: You Never Know What You Have Until You Lose it.

Day two and another history taking session. This time hematuria. Let me first just say how much I love Nephrology and point to the fact that I KNOW hematuria. I feel so ashamed. I once again figured out the diagnosis too early and all other reasons totally blanked. I knew there was so much more to explore but I just couldn't. And this new intern/father was really into playing the role of the concerned dad. And he kept putting a sweet encouraging smile but when I tried wiggling out a clue or two about what should I ask he was such an ass. Where is yesterday's intern? He would have helped. I wanted to cry LOL.

Next station was the doctor who though I was fascinating. When I started examining the patient, she kept yelling "mashallah, mashallah ma bdy a7sdik you are so good and organized" and she didn't pay attention to what I was doing and then asked me to please repeat =_=

The 2 other stations were lovely. Run by two amazing nephrologists. God I love those people.

Man this OSCE wasn't really funny ha? Well thank God it's over. Wish me luck on the written and inactive OSCE. :)

La Tortura

I love Shakira. And this song is one of my all time favourites of hers. But to tell you the truth, before last night, I only could understand the word Amor.

Last night I was in the Spanish-Shakira mood and since I really want to learn Spanish and I don't have the time to take proper lessons now -inshallah I will in the summer- I decided to google the lyrics of Spanish songs, memorise the new words and their meanings. One song a night. And La Tortura won tonight. I must say, I'm more in love with this song than ever. He's begging for her forgiveness and giving her his heart and she's dismissing him like the cheating dog he once was. Estoy gusta. I don't know if that is even gramatically correct but I likey :P

Let's hope I keep it up.

A Book Crush

Hola boys and girls. Mama feels like a silly teenager and comes to you with a new crush of hers. I HATE to admit it cuz he is supposed to be the enemy and I spent so much time enjoying hating him, I can't just declare my like to him? Or can I? Err anyway, here it goes. I like Gerard Pique. *covers her face*

Yes, I used to think he looks like a mule. But that big blue eyed mule writes! HE PUBLISHED A BOOK! HONEY I'M SOLD! Nothing like a brainy athlete!

Oh forget about the stupid crush. I NEED TO READ THIS BOOK! It needs to be translated to English ASAP. Or it will be just a more motivation for me to pick up where I left off and start learning Spanish again cuz baby this book cries read me.

To conclude, crushes come and go but Real Madrid is for life. Hala Madrid. ♥

Me 101

I'm so bored of saying this in public and looking like a complete psycho so I'll just write it and people I know, please always come back to this.

I MUST HATE SOMEONE!

Sure I don't like being alone and I enjoy a good company BUT I LOVE my space. You being needy glue like person does NOT show me or mean that you love me. I'll like it for a while. Tolerate it for a period. Then I'm sorry but I'll just resort to fucking hating your guts and ignoring you. Still don't get the message? I'll scream bloody murder and show everyone just how much I hate you.

You can avoid going through all the steps by simply backing off. The period of backing off varies. It depends on how far you are in the hating scale. The further you are the longer the period and vice versa.

You would think people would take a hint. But they don't and I have to say this to them over and over and OVER AGAIN! Please God, let this be the last time.

Don't go all I'm hurt and offended on me now. So what if I don't want you? It's not like I'm a jewel and being in my presence is the secret for eternal life. Plus I'm the victim here. Do you think I enjoy being annoyed out of my freaking mind?

Who Are You?

Was it hard for you filling up that About Me part in Blogger or any bio section in whatever social network site? I know it was for me. At least last year that is. Before I had no problem filling it. Proof? My Facebook bio:

I'm hot then I'm cold I'm yes then I'm no I'm in then I'm out I'm up then I'm down I'm wrong when it's right It's black and it's white I fight, I break up I kiss, I make up Don't call the Doc .. I'm not bipolar .. I'm just a crazy Libra :p

Yes, it is a Katty Perry song with a twist. No creativity on my side. But it did and do describe me perfectly. I know at least one person that when they hear this song they will go "oh SHIT THAT'S COOKIE". I'd like to note that I made it my bio long before the song was popular!

The thing is, a year after, when I came to write my bio in this blog, I couldn't think of anything I just wrote something I made up of how 1+1 doesn't necessarily equals a 2 and life is much more than what we plan and do. It's something I believe in but it doesn't represent or define me in anyway.

Then came Twitter. And all I had to say about myself is that I'm a wired medical student. That is it. I am JUST a medical student.

I spent months thinking about something else that defines me as a human being but I couldn't find anything else. I was very consumed by medical school. I couldn't see who I was. I even lost parts of me. I lost touch with my old non-medical friends. I was the one to ignore and alienate them. I stopped exercising last year. Thank God I haven't gained any weight. But still exercising was much more to me than just keeping fit. I haven't gone horseback riding in more than 2 YEARS now. And it was one of my favourite things. I recently stopped baking too. And it's really frustrating to stop doing the things you love. I am happy to say that this phase is now over. I haven't got back everything that I have lost but I am back to exercising and have taken up yoga.

And so after months of thinking, the bio on this blog was born. I know that I am more than that. But this is what I'm willing to share. I am more than a medical student after all. And I can finally see it.

And as for my new Twitter bio. It was after my new obsession with football so I had to include it: A medical student, TV-holic, bookholic and I have a thing for footballers' butts and RM ♥

This reminds me I must update the blog's bio. Football consumes me now. xD

P.S: This post was inspired by the awesome Fadiosis tweet:

people in twitter r writing in their bios "medical student"!!! is that all that defines u???? :\ :\

Late Night Rambles

Damn it people. All I read is about football and footballers. Yes, of course medical books too. But I'm on a break now so... But really those websites are addictive. You must check them out: http://www.kickette.com/ & http://unamadridista.wordpress.com/

All I want to talk, tweet and blog about is football. It's not cute or funny any more. Don't get me wrong, I'm LOVING it. It brings such joy to me. I'd drop medical school and be a sports journalist in a heart beat. But the thing is, am I boring you? No, one really told me I am. I just get the oh but you are a girl how come you like football comments and A LOT of them. Blah people it's gorgeous men running around. How come guys like it? That is the real question. And girls, liking sports does not make you less feminine. Sheesh it's gorgeous men and they take their shirts off at the end!

I love how I'm not alone in this. 2 of my friends got the football fever since the world cup too. And Zooz even tweeted this when I tweeted my concerns of the effects of this fever on my life:

@Dodah4 I know....i talk about 2 things...1)Football i.e happiness...2)kau i.e depression...lol

It amazes me how long this fever has lasted. Usually I have a very short attention span. I never get addicted to anything. A month or two is my limit. Football really knew how to tie me down.

Anywho, I think it's time for a distraction. I mean it's healthy for me to blab about other things. Right? I asked my friend and she said I should write about my love for her - yeah right- or guys and relationships. Blah. So now I ask you what should I write about? TV shows? OK.

Could Serena be an even more psycho/slut/bitch than she already is. That professor Collen is all forbidden-candy-I-MUST-have-him when she can't and he's yuck-oh-I-forgot-I'm-in-love-with-Dan when she can? SLUT!

And is it me or is Blair and Chuck is double m3 nfshom this season? Yes, Chuck made us all beg for mercy when he went all "I'm Chuck Bass" on that poor French girl. But that is it this season. The crappy love/hate sex scene with B was beyond bad and actually very funny.

And Blair, turn the ego down a notch, will ya? It's disgusting. Cute when you were16 but not any more. And when she said:

"Once men have tasted caviare, it baffles me how they settle for catfish."

Oh shit woman who the fuck do you think you are? Yes, what she said is perfectly correct but NOT in her case. BITCH! Just because she's rich doesn't make her caviare. That spoiled brat. The French girl was uglier true but she was also nice and pure and a whore. OK so maybe she was really catfish. But B didn't know that did she?

Why is Jenny afraid of B and Chuck? What can they really do beside making her miserable that is.

Oh and the stupid tricks and games everyone is playing in this show, WHAT ARE YOU PEOPLE? FIVE? It's really getting lame.

On an up beat fashion wise note, I LOVE S's backless dresses. They look gorgeous on her. I want them! Blair's clothes suck all around this season too but her hair, I'm loving the color.

Enough about GG. Now some Brothers & Sisters. LMAO @ when Luke's mom appeared. I thought they thought we were stupid enough to think a Latino actress is French. But then she was Portuguese who lived her life in France. Oh those Portuguese, how they manage to pop up even in my shows. *sigh*

Umm that's it. You need more? I watch a lot of shows. You just ask for it. Or give me something else to write about or just ask me to shut up. I won't by the way.

Oh wait, this summer I was learning Spanish. And I was doing pretty good. By the end of the summer I could read and actually understand the general idea of what I read. Especially my football articles. xD

When school started I didn't have time so I stopped working on my Spanish. I'm forgetting things. I'm not as half as good. I can only go: uno, dos , tres, cuatro. I used to count to 20 and more before. Me so sad *pout*

P.S: I have been staring at Segio Ramos's face for hours now. Great shot!

Obsession Much?

Well yeah, it became a lovely obsession? What? Well, of course it's Real Madrid. So I'm gonna blabber a bit about my lovelies.

First of all, isn't this GIRL the cutest thing EVER!

Hercules Vs Real Madrid - La Liga | 30/10/2010

I just fell in love with the picture and added it as my BBm picture. Not because of the cute baby, I never do that! But cuz of the cute awesome little RM jersey. We RM fans come in all sizes. xD

A friend of mine then asked me who was the girl? She thought it might be one of my relatives. Then when mom saw it she told me the girl looked like ME when I was little. Awww that was just perfect.

And while we are on the baby subject, what's wrong with Cristiano Ronadlo? Why does he do a tickling-like move when he celebrates his goals? It was cute at first? But now I want to know WHY?

Real Madrid 6-1 Deportivo | La Liga 03/10/2010

Real Madrid 6-1 Racing Santander - La Liga 23/10/2010

He even sucked his thumb last night in the match against Real Murcia. From this and that I deduced that he's dedicating his goals to his son. Ain't I the brilliant detective :P

Also last night Jose Mourinho was sent off. But of course you can't REALLY send Mourinho out. He went and sat on the stairs with the crowds like a little scolded kid. LOL it was priceless! Love you Mou. xD

On a not so far note, LOOK!

I WANT THE COOKIE MONSTER! Cuz you know C is for Cookie that's good enough for me. Oooh cookie cookie cookie that's me :P

First Oral

Hello, guess what I'm done with my first oral exam since 6th grade. What's an oral exam? Sounds dirty right? It's just me? OK. An oral exam it's when you basically get to play super doctor. You take history from the patient, examine them, order investigations, diagnose them, and then counsel and manage them. ALL in 10 minutes. In all fairness, in this exam we just said the examination we were to perform for the sake of time. But still KTEER!

Anywho, as a regular matter in KAU, we didn't have enough time to study and prepare for the exam so I was very nervous. But al7mdullah the case was easy, asthma, and the examiners were so nice. I think? We will know when I get my marks. :P

My only regrets: I didn't ask about previous hospitalization cuz of an attack and I didn't ask the patient to stop smoking. I'm sure I forgot other things but I don't recall them now. Plus I was supposed to "sympathize" with the patient. But she was an ice queen, showed no emotions what so ever. I can't sympathise with that. Marks on sympathy went down the drains. *pout*

Then the doctor asked me a couple of questions about cases I wrote in my log book. It was umm let's just say I answered some and said I don't remember to a couple. :P

All in all I got a "momtaz" from the doc bs hopefully she meant it.

Tomorrow is the final written so wish me luck. :)

Oh Happy Day

Guess who's birthday was it? Well it's this señorita's 22nd B-day. xD

Al7mdullah I had a blast.

Drew blood for the first time from my friend. Was surprised with a birthday cake the minute I stepped home ♥. Went out with la familia to dinner and then frozen yoghurt. Watched Real Madrid vs Malaga. RM won for ME 1-4 and Cristiano Ronaldo scored 2 goals for ME! ♥

Hug ME

I can honestly say that I am happy today. Thank you Allah for all the blessings I have. To a year full of happiness and gratitude. :)

My New Passion

You've all noticed how much I enjoyed the world cup. Me, you, everyone thought this football frenzy will be over by the time Spain proudly won the world cup. Well, we were wrong. I'm so much in love with football. There is no cure from this bug.

I did some research aka Googling before the football season started and picked a team to root for. Guess what team I chose?


Congrats if you guessed Real Madrid. Now guess why? WOW I can't believe you couldn't guess that LOL. Well there isn't one reason. It's like a bunch of factors that collided together to make a reason called the dream team. My dream team consists of:

1. The yummy bunny himself: CR. And it got nothing to do with his yumminess. His foot work and dedication to the game is just unbelievable. Yeah OK whatever don't believe me.

2. Sergio Ramos *hearts*. Although I hated you when you kicked Germany's ass. But damn you're good.

3. Iker Casillas.

4. Di Maria.

5. They signed with Mesut Ozil and Sami Khdira. WOOT WOOOT. You guys made me super happy. And confirmed my decision.

6. Jose Mourinho. Well I don't really "know" him. But my brothers love him. And he led Inter Milan to win the UEFA Champions League. Which is good enough for me.

Enough said. Over the past month or so I fell deeper in love with this team. But now that la liga started, I can't say I'm very pleased with Real Madrid's performance. Will that was my feelings since the pre season but after the match with Mallorca, I'm more like very disappointed. So I told my friend Yara, who was a Barcelona fan then converted for the sake of SR, CR and me, about the utter disgrace of the draw. She responded by changing her BBm status to this:

My response was:

And I'm seriously thinking about it. Hot never tops loser. After my little brother heard my deceleration of ditching foot ball, he said I'm allowed to change heart. It's not like I'm a die hard fan or whatever. But I don't think I just can change teams. Remember my policy if you say you'll do something you stick to it. It's more of liking than doing in this situation. So maybe I can wiggle myself out of this one. Let's not be rash. Mourinho just needs time to work his magic with this team and soon they'll work wonders. I hope. But in every match someone is freaking injured. It's like there's a curse or something *pout*. HALA MADRID!

What's your favourite foot ball team?

Questioning Tag

I was tagged by the sweet Another Penelope.

Ten how’s:

1. How did you get one of your scars? I don't have any.

2. How did you celebrate your last birthday? I had 2 birthday parties. One at home with my family and the other one was a surprise party a few months before my birthday, at my friend's house.

3. How are you feeling at this moment? empty.

4. How did your night go last night? I went out with my bro but I'm PMSing so not good. xD

5. How did you do in high school? I did great al 7mdullah. :)

6. How did you get the shirt you’re wearing? I bought it.

7. How often do you see your best friend(s)? a few times every six months or a year. She lives in another continent.

8. How much money did you spend last month? I don't know and I don't want to know.

9. How old do you want to be when you get married? I don't know. But sure as hell not in my early twenties.

10. How old will you be at your next birthday? 22. xD

Nine what’s:

1. Your mother’s name? Nabihah.

2. What did you do last weekend? Umm what is today?

3. What is the most important part of your life? My family and education.

4. What would you rather be doing? Travelling.

5. What did you last cry over? I'm PMSing. I just burst into tears for no apparent reason.

6. What always makes you feel better when you’re upset? Listening to good music, crying and exercising. Eating ice cream used to do the trick but not any more. :(

7. What’s the most important thing you look for in a significant other? I'm not looking for a significant other.

8. What are you worried about? Life.

9. What did you have for breakfast? PB sandwich.

Eight you’s:

1. Have you ever liked someone who had a girlfriend/boyfriend? Yes, but they were celebs aka not real people. So it doesn't count. :P

2. Have you ever had your heartbroken? Yes.

3. Have you ever been out of the country? Yes.

4. Have you ever done something outrageously dumb? Yup.

5. Have you ever been back stabbed by a friend? Yup.

6. Have you ever had sex on the beach? Nop.

7. Have you ever dated someone younger than you? Nop.

8. Have you ever read an entire book in one day? Yes.

Seven who’s:

1. Who was the last person you saw? My sister.

2. Who was the last person you texted? I don't text much any more. But I last BBmd my friend Yara.

3. Who was the last person you hung out with? My lil bro.

4. Who was the last person to call you? My driver. xD

5. Who did you last hug? Mom.

6. Who is the last person who texted you? Dear old STC.

7. Who was the last person you said “I love you” to? Don't remember.

Six where’s:

1. Where does your best friend(s) live? LA.

2. Where did you last go? Red Sea mall.

3. Where did you last hang out? Same as the last question.

4. Where do you go to school? KAU.

5. Where is your favorite place to be? Istanbul. I miss you. :(

6. Where did you sleep last night? In my room.

Five do’s:

1. Do you think anyone likes you? Yeah, I do.

2. Do you ever wish you were someone else? I wish the people I know were some other people.

3. Do you know the muffin man? No, but I would love to meet him.

4. Does the future scare you? Yes.

5. Do your parents know about your blog? No.

Four why’s:

1. Why are you best friends with your best friends? She's the only one that can make me laugh when I'm really down.

2. Why did you get into Blogging? My friend Fadiah told me so.

3. Why did your parents give you the name you have? Both of my parents loved the name even before they met. It was meant to be.

4. Why are you doing this survey? I was tagged and I thought it might be fun. :)

Three if’s:

1. If you could have one super power what would it be? Flaying. :)

2. If you could go back in time and change one thing, would you? Oh I would.

3. If you were stranded on a deserted island and could bring 1 thing, what would you bring? a good, eye candy companion.

Two would-you-ever’s:

1. Would you ever get back together with any of your ex’s if they asked you? No.

2. Would you ever shave your head to save someone you love? Yeah sure.

One last question:

1. Are you happy with your life right now? Al 7mdullah 3la kol 7al.

I tag: Trapped Medic, Drama Queen, Shahirah Elaiza, eshda3wa and everyone who's interested.

Flexible Me?

Before the summer started. I was watching So You Think You Can Dance season 7. And you know how I am when I watch TV, I wanna be like them. But when it comes to this show I will just settle with being as flexible as the dancers. Cuz I was not flexible. Can't-reach-my-toes-even -though-I'm-thin-inflexible. So I had to do something about it. Noticed how I used was instead of is?

Yes ladies and gents, I am now flexible LOL. Wanna know how? Will, since the beginning of the summer I have started doing some Kundalini yoga. Though I'm not into the spiritual, mental thingy.

At the first session, it was as I heard some say, like you have never breathed before. I have used up some lung capacity, I have never knew existed. I don't know if it was the too much oxygen that went to my brain for the first time or what? But I stayed light headed and dizzy for 3 hours after. People you should REALLY learn how to breath. Good breathing uplifts your spirit and relaxes you beyond anything else. And that concludes the good part of the first experience.

I found out how inflexible my body really is and it was extremely frustrating not being able to get into the full poses. And while I'm in the middle of my struggle, the dude in the DVD says "and you're as young as your spine is flexible". THANK YOU VERY MUCH! I'm 21 and my spine is stiff as hell so what does that makes me? 40? Needless to say that line destroyed me.

1st attempt to get into camel pose.

Thankfully the frustration was a result of the first session alone. The second day, I was able to get into most of the poses except camel pose but still I took that pose further than I did before. Which was a big thing cuz it was the hardest one for me. Third time I got into ALL the poses. Including camel pose. I am so happy with the results and really amazed of how fast it happened alhmdullah. As I'm continuing to do yoga, I'm getting better and better results every day. And I'm doing pilates now too.

2nd attempt. Note: the heels are raised.

Full pose. I CAN DO THIS NOW! :D

Remember people you are as young as your spines are flexible. :P

4th Year - Final Day

I had 4 finals today. Ophthalmology finale written and OSCE. ENT finale written and OSCE. I didn't REALLY study. I was busy last night. First with being excited about Portugal's match vs Spain. Then was busy being absolutely mad and depressed cuz poor old Portugal lost. And it wasn't a fair loss. Ronaldo so deserved at least a free kick and if so it was an absolute goal but the fucking referee denied it. Whatever, it is over right? Anyway, so after the match I couldn't possibly study. I discussed the thing with my friends on facebook then I went to bed. Woke up in the morning. Had some coffee, which I don't usually do. Started studying and did some or a lot of twittering. Went to the hospital. Took the ophthalmology written then at the OSCE, I wrote the answers at the questions sheet, although the doc specifically told us to write it in the ANSWERS SHEET. Thank God Dr.Bawzeer noticed and unfortunately wasn't very happy with my stupidity. So he got really mad, stood right next to me and pretended to scream at the whole auditorium but me and everyone around me knew he was actually screaming at me. At the moment I was so embarrassed, I wanted al ar9' tnsh8 o tbl3ny. Then a few minutes after, he came back to make sure I wrote them in the right place. Again whatever! Though some girls really LIKE this doc and I was told by one of them "You should be honoured he noticed you and talked to you". Really? I hope next time it happens to you then. But really thank you doc for noticing. Woosh.

Then there was ENT. Dr.Sindi kept fucking screaming like a mad man for an unknown reason to me. The dude almost gave me a heart attack. Anyway, the ENT OSCE was SUPER SHIT! I only wish the person who corrects my paper doesn't kill himself. The written was meh. But it couldn't just be a meh. No, God forbid. My tummy remembered its famous exams ritual that it has to make noises. And guess what? Yes, the resident was standing a few steps behind me. Fuck. I kept praying he doesn't hear my tummy and wished oh how I wished that I had breakfast before I came. It wasn't that loud so hopefully he didn't hear or that I never see him or doc Bawzeer ever again.

Then I rewarded my self with a Farppuccino and a cookie from Starbucks. What a wonderful day to end such a wonderful year. Please fifth year, do not be as wonderful or even more. My heart could only handle much wonderfullity.

God, I still can't believe this year has actually ended al 7mdullah. And it's been a full school year since I wrote this post: 4th Year-Day One.

By the way what do you think should I do something productive this summer or should I just lounge around? I'm so confused. Again whatever. Wish you all a great summer XoXO.

Note to KAU: 4 finals before an important match and then nothing at the days where no matches what so ever are held? FUCK YOU!

Update

To the lot of you who are following eagerly the status of my teeth, I am happy to report that I am no longer in braces al hamdullah.

AND Germany won. Woop woop *dancing*. Actually it is more like KILLED England 4-1. I love you my boys XOXO.

Lame?

Today I overslept. Mom woke me and I didn't panic. I just smiled at her and played with my hair. I got ready as slowly as if I'm an hour early. Then I BBed my friend to tell me when the next lecture start. She BBed back that the 1st lecture was cancelled and the next will be 15 minutes later. Which is perfect so I can be there on time. When I got there a girl asked me if I saw her friend? I said: "I don't know, I just got here". She said: "maslllah did you arrange that with the docs?". LOL. I like to think it is because of the positive energy I sent to the universe by not panicking. So I'll keep up my positive attitude and hope no, believe in an Algerian and a German win tomorrow and another Portuguese on Friday. xD

P.S: God bless the cookie that made up my day yesterday XOXO.

Imma Be

You know how you shouldn't allow kids to watch everything on TV cuz they will want to fly like Peter Pan and shoot each other? Yeah, I too should not be allowed. Why? I watch The Vampire Diaries and suddenly I want to be a vampire and I need to watch Twilight to kill that stupid fantasy. I watch Glee and boom I want a glee club at my university. Even though I can't sing. So You Think You Can Dance and I'm more realistic here, I just want to be more flexible. I watch the Olympics and man how much I want to be the first Saudi Olympian woman who brings the gold. I still want that. I have wanted to be a doctor, lawyer, mutant from X-men, cat woman, Lady Gaga and even wanted to get my own Pokemon. Never really wanted to be a gossip girl though.

My latest wanna be is a football player. Guess why? xD
But I don't want to play with the girls. Super lame. I want to play with the big boys and at the world cup only. I'll settle with being a goal keeper, since I don't want to be smashed. And as it happens to be I'm an excellent goal keeper or so I have been told.

Delusions aside, I came up with a more proper way to make my dream of playing with the hot, sweaty guys come true. I'll get into sports medicine. Ahh I can picture it already. *day dreams*

Now let's talk football, I am not cheering for a particular team. Cuz our fucking awesome Saudi team is not in. I decided to cheer for the cutest team playing every match. Super stupid girl attitude. But I'm doing it. Another thing, girls if you don't care about the world cup, don't pretend that you do. It annoys the fuck out of me. And no, my super-stupid-girl attitude is not the same, cuz I actually love sports. And if your not into the world cup and you are going all guys are stupid why are they into this shit and joining anti-world-cup clubs then you are coco. I advise you to keep it to yourself. Cuz who wouldn't want to see a bunch of hot, competitive guys making sports history? It gets your blood pumping while you are sitting in the comfort of your chair. Don't be offended. Do I sound bipolar? I'm just very disappointed. Algeria lost and broke my heart. Stupid Idiot goal keeper. Speaking of stupid idiot goal keepers, England's Green, tops the list.



See? I think they should seriously consider getting me.

Who Am I To U?

Yesterday I got this broad cast on my BBm: "Who Am I To U?" Ur answer must be a title of a movie. Forward this to all of your friends and see all the funny replies you get :D

I forwarded it and man how much did I laugh. What people replayed was:

1. Breakfast at Tiffany's from my bestie. She was the first to replay and I loved it cuz Audrey is so like me in this movie.
2. Another friend said I'm like Gossip Girl or The Little Mermaid. I told her to take the later back cuz I hate Ariel LOL. The girl don't know me very well, so it is OK. :P
3. The Princess and the Frog.
4. Pirates of the Caribbean. But I'm sure my friend picked it cuz she thinks I look like Keira. None the less, I love it & I love Keira in this movie.
5. Gone with the Wind. My friend thinks I'm a lot like Scarlett. And it is 90% accurate. I'm less crazy LOL. And Rhett Butler is the most perfect guy for me *sigh*
6. Christina Yang.
7. There is Something About Marry, but she changed Marry to CoOkie.
8. Scream. :S
9. Little Lolo. Cuz I'm just too cute.

If I remind you of a movie or a fictional character, whom is it?
Play it with all your friends it is so much fun.

My Top Ten Reads

I was tagged by my friend Fadiosis, to write about my top ten books. And boy what a hard job that will be. First, because I don't know which are my top ten. Second, I think a person is somewhat defined by what he/she reads and likes, so here comes the pressure. And yes, if you don't read your somewhat empty.

I won't list them as to which is the best and so forth. I will list them randomly as which comes to my head first. So here we go,

My Friend Leonard. I am in LOVE with James Frey. This book made me feel. I was sad when James was sad. I cried when he did. I wept and gasped for air when he did. I smiled, I laughed, I felt depressed, lost hope, all when he did. I felt it then a heart beat after I read him feeling it. For me that is the ultimate definition of good writing.

Plus I fell in love with and started using the word "Fuck". LOL

P.S to Oprah: so what he lied and said it really did happen. He's an amazing writer and that all what counts. :P

روضة المحبين و نزهة المشتاقين لإبن قيم جوزية

This is one of the very few Arabic books I have ever read. I didn't buy it. I don't know who put it in my room. But I was bored so I just grabbed it and *puff* all the satisfying answers my teenage-confused brain needed to know about love. This book is a MUST read to everyone who is -like me- do not understand others obsession with love and a MUST to those who are obsessed with it and truly know nothing about it. So basically its a must for everyone.

A Prisoner of Birth by Jeffrey Archer. This book is just cheer brilliance. I love love love it.

Kane & Abel, another master piece by Jeffrey and I must say I HATE Abel!

The Prodigal Daughter. This is the sequel of the previous. I read it a few months after. It is really amazing but he just kept repeating a lot of things that happened for the readers who haven't read the first. So it kinda pissed me off. Other than that it's a master piece.

Middlesex by Jeffrey Eugenides. Sick, entertaining, amazingly written and alpha 5 reductase deficiency. Enough said.

Angels & Demons. Everyone must have a favourite Dan Brown. The science, the art, the thrill. What's not to love?

One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez. While reading it, at first I was very confused. The plot was like nothing I ever read. I'm not even sure there was a plot and I kept asking myself who is the freaking heroin? But then I semi got it and gave in. At the end it all sunk in and I knew I was reading something that is written by a genius. I even got goosebumps.

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows by J.K. Rowling. If only she did not kill my beloved Snape *weeps*.

The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini. This also made me feel. I have said enough about it here.

*Traaa* I'm done. xD

I tag: Bookworm, Another Penelope, Skittles, Candy, Shahirah Elaiza , and who ever feels like doing it. =]