Farewell 2013

It's new year: 2014. As you know, I'm now in 4th year of medical school. Many unexpected things occurred last year, 2013. 

Hmmm.. i don't know how should I start..

First of all, i'm editing this post as today's date; Oct 15th 2015 (such a long time! one year already), i just realized that my life been busy with all the things happened around me, with certain people changing styles, and so on, that I neglected my blog and i need to jot down those events because people especially like me tend to forget important things. So here i am, typing this post. Heee, welcome back!

Okay, as you can see, i'm currently 23 y/o.. I just passed my fifth year exams successfully and now i (cough deliberately* hihi) can be categorized as a final year medical student. Hahaha within a blink i'm now left with just a year more to realize my dream. Alhamdulillah..

Throwback 2013. Where the worst Egypt's revolution occured.. while i'm still living in the previous mentioned rental house nearby my preclinical university, i witnessed those riots that happened to be in front of my apartment (i saw from my window pane above and the street below).. not so long after that, i came home for summer break in Malaysia and the situation worsen and MOHE (Ministry of Higher Education) gave chances for the students studying in Egypt to study in Malaysia with credit hours transfer.. hahaha so I applied, none of my choices were accepted and i got UNIMAS (well at least it was IPTA). I took that offer after thinking such pros and cons while in Egypt as i went back there - either to stay or to take and pack my things.  I took the latter choice.

Sure the saddest thing was to leave my best friends.. but i tried to look in a positive way, we will be apart but we have internet, so we could contact wherever and whenever we go.

On the day of my departure (i bought one way flight ticket), Hani skipped her class to accompany me from our home to MARA hostel before going to the last destination that is the airport. While boarding the taxi.. i looked to the view outside the window as this might be the last time i could see the scenery of Alex. After few minutes, i looked at Hani who was sitting beside me trying to say something to her but she already overcome with grief as if she will see me no more! i asked her, why she was crying.. and ended up we were crying together. We were hugging each other and continued crying harder and harder till the ammu (uncle) who will be driving me to airport consoled us. I also got a letter from Aisyah and Shafira for me to read in the airplane.

.......

Guess what? i caught a fever on board.

Thanks to the man beside me, he gave me PCM and another two pills for my save.. (susah tau nak dapatkan satu pil panadol atas flight macam2 kene tanya, hangin aje).. and asked me if i'm okay or not.. and helped me to get a blanket from the thrifty or so called 'economically thinking' stewardess. I was still feverish even on the date of registration. My mom called the registrar that if they could postpone the registration for me but huhuhuhu.. they refused.

SO....

I went to Kuching with mom, dad and older sister.. there, i got my first touch screen phone hahahahahahahahahaha.. with a retail price of RM300, Samsung brand, but i was happy since for the first time i could register my whatsapp number.. and the orientation begun, i was chosen to be placed not in Kuching but in Sibu for my first Surgery posting of 3rd year. 

My parents wished to send me to Sibu but the flight ticket KCH-KLIA already booked as they had to leave Kuching the day after tomorrow.. and i wasn't in the pink of health.. so my parents told me that by hook or by crook, i have to take a flight rather than the available university bus (the journey took 7 hours if by bus) from Kuching to Sibu. Mom took an initiative to ask some ex-Egyptian students, if they knew some of their UNIMAS friends in Sibu.. Alhamdulillah, Haziq was willingly to help, he was studying in Al Azhar before, a Sarawakian, lived in Kuching, so.. his friend of friend, named Suffian could fetch me from the Sibu Airport.. Thanks Haziq, Suffian for lending me a hand. Both of you were such a great help for me.

I met Bella and Seha in Sibu (yeay to new friends!) and somehow i reached Sibu few hours earlier than the others.. and Seha offered her room to stay. It was fun. Really, i love the air, the food, the friends, the people of Sibu.. somehow about a month staying there, i went home for my brother's reception.. and my mom asked me.. the night i arrived our homestay in Kuantan,---if i really eat well? is it stressful to study in a new place? the new environment, is it okay to adapt? since she saw that i shed few kilos.

Usually,

"Okay la.." is my typical answer..

but that time, i replied, "the study itself is a stress".. well maybe i was too tired trying to catch up the late evening flight.. or maybe something else was on my mind.. hmm i don't know why my mouth spouted without thinking

My mom could guess by the look and my answer that i'm not as happy as the 'me' before, and  she might be persuading me to take the wrong decision.. tbh mom would like for me to study in Malaysia but since the university is in Sarawak, she hesitated to let me go at first bearing the fact that i still have to take a flight to home. Long story short, my mom told me that she would rather seeing me happy with my best friends in Alex, and felt sorry for us to separate. In brief, after 7 weeks in Sibu, i left for Egypt.

Thus, I continued my study right here, right now, in Alexandria University. Thank you for the supports especially my mom & dad, my siblings, the other family members, and my friends.