no..no..i'm not leving on a jetplane..i'm just moving out.

yep...i've got myself a new blogsite.
due to the BIG frustration over my lost old posts and profiles,
i'm packing my bags and leaving for a new place.
this blog is now officially closed.

so people out there..do come over to this new place!

ironic as life can be

Jiang Han dreams of becoming a TV show host.

she has everything that's needed to be a good host - she's smart, articulate and has the flair for it. so why did she get the rejection shakes all the time? they said she's not pretty enough.

and now Jiang is in her quest to be beautiful. she's braving the knife on the operation table and enduring those painful workouts just so that she could achieve her dream. she's taking charge of her life in this cruel world where physical beauty is far more superior that the inner ones. but at least she has the option and means to do it.

may your dream come true.
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a child sitting in front of an empty bowl, waiting for it to be filled with some food. her belly looks like a balloon, but her arms and legs are merely twigs. she looks ahead with her sunken eyes. when she cries, she has no tears.

does she have a dream?

(P/S: the scene above occurs in Nigeria)
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he had cancer. doctors told him there was no cure. they gave him 40% chance of living for the next five years since he was diagnosed with it.

he could not accept defeat, not even to this deadly illness. he pushed and pulled and he rose. last year he won his 7th Tour de France. he's retired. right now he's probably sitting on a beach somewhere in France with his three kids.

he is Lance Armstrong.

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if you can choose to live your life all over again, would you? or would you choose a different path altogether?

many, many of us dream of having a different kind of life. (that includes me, at some point of my life..) the grass on the neighbour's garden always looks greener from this side of the fence. but is it always?

when you choose a path to follow, do you wonder how it would be like to have taken a different one instead? would the other path be less tricky, would the flowers there brighter and smell better, and would there be less holes and thorns that slow you down or hurt your feet?

is it wise to jump over the fence to enjoy the greener pasture that you see, or is it better to plough your own garden and plant the grass yourselves?

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"optimism is not anything to be commanded or ordered."-Viktor Frankl-


P/S again: i'm thinking of opening a new blog site. since i've tried everything i know (not that i know that much,,, to make my profiles and previous posts appear again..hmm..this is sad.

yep. it's a snapl.

just now i wrote something about planning, isn't it? haha..

this is how my plan for an evening playing tennis went.

at 5.30pm, all dressed up, we (me and ann) we went to this public tennis court nearby. as we reached there, a bunch of pakciks ( quite a number of them) were setting up the nets, getting ready to play. so we went up to another public court we know and again, a bunch of lads were there too. ( me and ann were just beginners. we don't really know how to play tennis. we'll just be happy if we can hit some balls...so the idea of sharing courts with pros don't really suit us) so we just left, and head for the gym at the campus (hoping for a run over the threadmill or some punch at the punching bag) and guess what..a bunch of seniors were in there, shirt-less, making loud noises, and did i mention how small the gym actually is? and yess..we did not dare to go in either. so at the end, we went to student lounge and had a game of carrom.

after that, frustrated, we went to the park and had a walk instead. huhu..so much for a game of tennis.

pnals-nlaps-snapl-lansp-spaln = plans?

today i learn that whatever we plan may not always happen.

today i planned to have case presentation at the ward but we end up seeing patients in the clinic instead (we had to go up and down from the clinic to the wards and back to the clinics again..it was tiring.)

last nite umi called to tell me that her plan to Genting was cancelled. (she was supossed to go Genting to meet some old friends and let my sis spend the weekend at my place. i was sooooo thrilled..i have thousands of plans in my mind for me n my sis, but to have it end up this way..i'm stumped. )

i don't like failed plans, but that's just how life goes. i just have to learn to accept.

afterwards i plan to go out and play tennis. yep. this plan will happen, alright!
lets hit some balls, yeah!

heaven is a place on earth..haha..just came back from one.

i just got back from HOME. home is a heaven on earth. =) i love my home. i love umi. i love my sis. maybe my dad too, in a way, i guess. haven't gone back for quite some time. a week at home seemed like a blink of an eye. it ended too quickly. i had to drive home this time round. i hate to drive long distance, but umi forced me to bring the car back since a lot need to be repaired ( i hit a car in a parking space few months back). but i love it now that my car has a new look! yeay! smile..smile.. the xm had passed and it went well. the result was out, and alhamdulillah, it was fine too. i couldn't thank him enough.

after the exam i went to meet sue at kl sentral. my phone' batt went off at the most crucial moment. we hadn't set a meeting place, so i had to search for her aimlessly around the area..praying i will find her somehow. luckily my prayers were answered n i did find her at the end. later, i went back to bukit jalil for the night. slept at leha's house (my old house) slept in my -used-to-be-room. it feels good to be back. to go back to the place that i love so much. though a lot had change since i left a year ago. i didn't get the chance to explore the newly renovated campus, though. there was no time. plan to do that next time. it was good seeing leha again..i miss her so much! she was the best roommate i ever had (minus my sister at home) there was a lot of catching up to do. it seems like we hadn't met for ages! but sadly hajar was not at home then. mmm..maybe next time. the next day..went to cheer for their futsal team in the inter-medical-school futsal tournament. i even sneak in for a game, haha! (muka tak malu nak nyebok) left bj at six that day. reach seremban just in time for maghrib prayers. went dinner with pakcik and rahman n ann her friend hidayah straight after that. it was a great 24 hours i had in months.

on my way back just now, i went to see abang in kl for a while. what's new with abang:
-first-his face is now laden with HUGE-mind-boggling pimples! i was shocked when i saw him. he looked different. he said it started during the world cup season. hmm..my theory-maybe he was too tensed when italy won the cup. haha. anyway, hope he find the solution to that soon.
-second-he has a new car! cool! i was soooo envious. the best part was, he bought it with his own money. the money he earned from his own shred of sweats. look at me. i once promised myself that my first asset when i start working will be a car, bought with my own money. but i already have one now, bought by my parents, and i haven't even graduated yet. not good. not good at all.!

i hope nothing is wrong sith my dearie blog. why had the page went blank?