Batu karang di gigi

Somehow, one question suddenly popped out in my mind right now.
"What teeth are made of?"
I guess they are made from calcium, similar to the bone and gallstone (batu karang) as well
as sea shell. Very tough and solid material to build one vital part of human body.

Is it the right term to use 'part of human body', very sorry if I am using the wrong terms as I have never had any formal education in anatomy subject.

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Anyway, I had my second dental check up in 14 years today. Again, 14 YEARS.
So, it was quite a big life event for me every time I met a dentist since I got my whole set of permanent teeth.
I know, I know that everyone should seek dentist every six months, but I am very concerned about
the fees as you know I have no income to spend bulk of money only for teeth.

Besides, I am not really interested a.k.a SEGAN to ask money again and again from my parent.
But, I would like to thank my mom, A LOT OF THANK YOU for keeping her eye on my teeth.
At one time before Ramadhan , she keeps commenting, nasty comments about how my teeth look.

Because of that, I keep worrying about my teeth's health condition.
Huhu. But, not all the time I could say as I still can consume a lot of sugary food without any issues.

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I hope you have not jump into the conclusion that I am a very bad person at cleaning my teeth.
Ewww, what a mucky person she is.

Nooo, nope, no. I would like to consider myself as 'clumsy at following routine before bed time'.
Should I explain into details? I hope not.
You sure can get what I mean.

Whenever I wanna to sleep, I just go to sleep. As simple as that.
On top of that, living at the hostel (boarding school) even encourage me more not to practice good dental hygiene before sleep as you need to go to the scary toilet at the end of the floor, at the time when people were not that many.

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Begin from there, I never really thought about my teeth's health condition anymore.
By the way, my teeth never make me agony in pain. So, it should be fine.

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I were very lucky enough that my teeth and gum were very tough enough to maintain preserve with the presence of a lot of nasty bacteria and evil plaque for many years.

I am still never knew how did they manage that brutal and horrendous condition in my mouth.

During my secondary school, I were actually feeling the need to meet the dental nurse worked in my previous primary school. I am still remember her very light skin similar to Chinese women, and her house with very high gate, which I barely see the compound of her house.

The memories still fresh in my mind when we need to squat near to the small drain (longkang) to practice the right way of brushing our teeth. The dental clinic room at the third level and the regular meetings with the dental nurse, which might happen almost every month where she made some signs on certain small squares represents each teeth I had at that time in the two pages green card.

The experience when I felt my cheek gradually increase in size (kembang) and very numb when the nurse injected some kind of anesthetic drug in order to remove the perforated milk tooth. Some friends showed their tooth with grey filling or in Malay, tampal gigi. 

I really miss the periodical meetings with the dental nurse after I finished my primary school, but somehow time pass by and I just forgot the importance of regular check up for teeth anymore, even the most correct way how to keep my teeth healthy.

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My front teeth were the most affected after years and years of negligence by me.
They changed position as the plaques pushed everything aside as the plaques increased in size and thus, required more spaces.
So, my front teeth got gaps here and there, which is somehow make myself cannot stop feeling the gap with my tongue. It is very huge and uncomfortable to left it like that, as if I can grow something else there on the free space between the teeth.

Maybe roses or petunia. To add colours in my mouth.

I feel quite sorry for my teeth. I am very sorry and I will do my best to take care of you after this.

Pagi dan rezeki

Sesetengah orang memang ada masalah untuk bangun pagi.
Tapi, saya bukanlah orang yang begitu kecuali kalau saya berjaga malam itu.
Selalunya saya berjaga disebabkan tengok movie kat laptop ataupun di tv.
Stay up untuk buat kerja memang sgt jarang dah sekarang ni.

Mungkin sebab pengurusan masa yang lebih teratur kottt.
Haha. Kemungkinan yang agak meragukan.

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Saya pernah baca satu pesanan nasihat mengenai orang yang suka tidur lepas subuh termasuklah
orang yang tidur tapi bangun semula untuk solat dhuha.
Tak tahulah saudara/i pembaca bersetuju atau tidak dengan apa yang dikongsikan.

Kata2nya lebih kurang macam nilah; orang yang suka tidur lepas subuh adalah orang yang tidak
bersyukur dan sangat angkuh dan bongkak pada yang memberi rezeki, Allah sebab terang2an waktu pagi itu adalah waktu pintu rezeki terbuka dengan luas.

Waktu mula2 baca tu macam...hurm, ok. whatever.
But, kata2 mesej yang agak panjang tu seringkali pula diimbas semula dalam kepala ni setiap kali bangun lambat waktu pagi.

Tidak ada keraguan langsung dalam kebenaran kata2 itu.

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Saya jujurnya selalu rasa bersalah kalau waktu terluang saya terbiar begitu sahaja dengan bermalas malasan. Senang kata, orang yang tidur selepas subuh adalah orang yang pemalas.

Super duper pemalas. Kaki tidur. Tidak ada matlamat hidup. Tidak fikir jauh.

Dang. Semuanya itu adalah label2 yang saya tak nak ada kaitan langsung sepanjang saya hidup ni.
Malangnya, dengan keazaman yang rapuh, saya tak fikir tidur selepas subuh adalah masalah besar, kronik dan serius.


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Saya memang ada masalah kehidupan yang paling serius, penyakit paling bahaya bila tak mahu berhenti tidur lepas subuh.

MEMANG SILAP BESOOOOOR!!!!!

Perjalanan hari saya yang dimulakan dengan tidur pagi terasa sangat pendek dan rugi, walhal saya membuat kerja2 secara produktif, cekap dan cepat sekali pada sebelah tengahari/petang.

Saya mula berasa sangat yakin, mungkin 80% rezeki saya untuk hari itu telah lebur atau lesap dimamah oleh bahang pagi disebabkan saya terlalu sibuk bergolek golek diatas tilam empuk.


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Untuk berapa juta kesekian kalinya, saya berasa menyesal dengan amalan tidur selepas subuh.
Saya tak akan mati pun kalau tak tidur cuma itulah, orang yang pemalas dan dungu akan buat juga berulang ulang kali sebab rasa itulah keenakan nikmat rezeki pagi yang paling tak boleh dilepaskan.

Hakikatnya, adalah sebaliknya.

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Kalau hendak dan mahu, gunung api pun aku sanggup daki dan tawan.
Inikan pula tidur lepas subuh.

So, what's next? Money and more money.

Please, don't make your own conclusion based on that title only.
Yes, I aim to get a lot of money after I studied so hard since I were seven years old in a very damaging education system. That means I spend almost 2 decade of my life only for studying.
Yeah, right. Not bad, huh.

I don't complain. The past has been past, so, just let it go.
But, for my next generation, I hope they might want to learn survival life lesson other than only reading and finishing their homework in the book.
Who knows when the earth quake or war might happen in the future?
Who knows but I hope there will be minimal, very very minimal chances or none of these to be happen.

For my future daughters, I will start training you to love kitchen at the very early age.
So, we can share a hobby together.
The more the merrier. Hehe. AS IF.
(Lately, I could not stop berangan on many things. So, just forget it, ok.)

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Berangan, that the key word for this entry.
So, the very young UIA counselor lady encouraged me to keep having big dreams for the sake of
self motivation. Yeah, absolutely true in a way.
From there, I am no longer stopping myself to start planning and planning non stop for the future.
There are 1001 possibilities to be successful, but in the end, I fail to choose which one I should
focus and aim first before I start looking another challenges to be achieved.

My parents start joking around whenever I started talking some kind of ambitions I would like to work on in the future, since I keep talking but nothing has been working out in order to fulfill that aims.

Senang cite, macam cerita angan-angan Mat Jenin, macam tin kosong.
Cakap banyak, tapi habuk satu pun tarak ada.

I don't blame them to underestimate my capabilities since I have never tried to prove to them that I am very serious on what I aim for!!!

For now, the situation is more or less likes that, not much changes to be honest.


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To think again, I were once got a smirk smile from this one very brilliant pHD sister when I were studying in Australia as I told her I want to further my pHD in another country (which I cannot mention it here). For some reasons, after couple of years when I remember back my discussion with her, she was actually quite arrogant with her almost perfect education and life achievements. Got married, had a son and further her post doc study in almost effortless way. Perhaps.

Anyway, maybe I am the one who was being the jerk in the first place, boasting around on something about myself to the juniors I met there.

So, here I am, jobless, confuse on what I want in my life and not yet a loser, but most probably yes if I continue losing track with my ongoing life's journey. Very short one and not knowing when it will approaching the due date.


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I cannot really focusing on writing this entry anymore. Everyone keep updating their story in this living room.

Let's continue again.

So, a few of my UIA friends asked me when I will do my pHD? I guess all my fellows postgraduates friends' ultimate aim is to get a pHD by hook or by crook disregard on whatever research they interested in. As long as, doing a pHD in Kuantan.

Again, I shouldn't be biased on them and judging them solely on my very own view without even asking what are their plans for the future, which I am very sure to be a lecturer in a university.
I am tired of this kind of future predictions without any certainty about it.
Frustrated and agitated, I start feeling annoyed with friends who continue pHD straight after Master without any worries about paying their study loan.

Why nobody even care to find a job and make a living?!!!
Don't they want some time out from reading scientific journals, spending day in and day out in the laboratory and taking a very good care on their animals specimens as if they are their beloved children?

Could you feel my frustration towards them?
Whatever, who I am to decide what they want to do with their life. Go to hell lah about my opinions.
I wish all my UIA friend who's doing pHD to be the best among the best in their pHD study.

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My last point for tonight is about make a living.
Since I went back from studying abroad, my living cost has been fully supported by my parent.
My daily need such as food, living place, transportation and clothes does not cost much money.
Most probably since I am not very fond with shopping and eating out.
I just live on whatever terms I were on and not complaining at all except for freedom to have a better social life, which I doubt also has so much interest in me.

I have to meet my business-minded main supervisor several times in order to get his signature on my forms, which is quite awkward and unfriendly if he never asked anything about me and just straight away signed in the paper and waived goodbye. Very unlikely to happen like that unless he is very busy on that morning/afternoon.

The most popular questions he keep asking me lately are like these;-
"How's your job hunting has been lately, Fazilah? It is very tough to get a job nowadays."
"So, what else you do at home? Have you done any online business right now? What? No.
You got internet connection at home, right?",
" You should do business, Fazilah. Look at me, Honestly, I don't need this lecturer job that only pay me RM10,000 per month as compared to my business that worth even more. Almost all my down line can get RM 30,000 per month regardless their very low education qualification (SPM only)".

Yes, yes, yes...time is money and money is time.
Saying is a lot easier than doing it. Anyway, thank you for encouraging me to start a business, which
I found it is very very very risky and terrifying to begin with.

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Enough then. You make your own conclusion.
I cannot open my eyes already.

An ending to my study's story

I am quite under weather actually while writing this.
After two days of painful throat, the cough starts showing its true colour.
But, I prefer coughing than keep swallowing saliva as if it can make the pain in the throat disappear.
As far as I could remember, I had never fall sick during Ramadhan.

But, I couldn't be 100% sure, this is my first time in my entire 20++ of living.
To add another painful story, I accidentally cut my index finger while trying to pulling out ayam percik from its bamboo stick.
I were terribly shock (not really) at the sight of red blood started oozing slowly from my very thin skin. I never knew that bamboo could be as sharp as knife. Nice.

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I love writing this blog. Sometimes, I got soo many idea but then I just put it aside thinking that its quite troublesome to sit in front of the laptop only to mumbling around on some cheesy things.

After couple of months spending wee hours by day and night catching up my keep-changing-due date to complete my Master's thesis, I found writing is really much a very passive job.
I gained soo much weight during that writing period without I realised it as I never really need to walk around to do something, but solely face the screen and crack my brain.

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To be honest, the beginning to make myself giving all out commitment on writing was very difficult, harder than ever since I am at the very comfortable zone of my life.

But suddenly, the reality kicked in when I was obviously rejected by the panelist during the SPA interview. I knew I were not the chosen one immediately by the very sharp and haughty comments I got after I were literally begging for the job.

Kerja gomen siot, sape tak nak.

I were actually stop writing at all for a week before the interview in order to focus only on reading and remembering everything related to the position, only to be totally emotionally beaten up after that.

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To make this story short, I went to the counselling center in UIA since I got nightmares for one or two nights after that. I were very miserable and entirely giving up on writing after the interview.

To end the story, I managed to finish my entire thesis writing about 2 months and probably a week or two to check the format by myself and send it to my supervisors. But, the entire process to be officially finish my Master's study is still going on and may take another couple of months.

After all, I feel very grateful to Allah for granting me to be broken heart during the interview, so I got the forceful push from back to never give up and keep fighting !!!

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But, but, but the motivation dies with times and old habits relapse after that.
There will be another entry on that. Soon after this one.