forget you

Firstly, I just want to say thank you to everyone who have given me support since these past few days. It means a lot really. To know that I have wonderful people around who have faith in me when I don't even believe in myself. Of course, being betrayed is hurtful but I'm grateful cause at least, I have something to remember about my dark 3rd Year in the future. I've always wanted my life to be dramatic and alhamdulillah, Allah gave me that. It's just that I hope it won't be too much drama in the future. Enough is enough, haha.

 I even got a mystery delivery (^^,)

Apart from that, Surgery is exciting as ever. I can't deny that it's tiring. I found myself sitting at the reception opening up the doors to the patients coming into the ward at times. Just because I was supposed to talk to new patients being admitted into the hospital. Waiting is agonizing. But there was one day where I get to take lots of blood from patients and also interview a lot of them. I was a rock star on that day. Alhamdulillah, my week in the second most hectic ward has ended (Surgical Admissions Unit, this one is after A&E). I even got a good comment from a patient through my Surgical Teaching Fellow saying that I examined her well. Rasa macam nak nangis bila dapat tau. Itula, it somehow indicates that I may be good in terms of skills but in terms of knowledge? *coughs* 

Well anyway, I get to see the people I care last week, ihik2. That made me happy. I even got to execute the 2nd version of The Amazing Race, muahahaha. This time the idea comes not only from me but from Fadhir, Azhar and Fikri which made it even more challenging and unpredictable. Apart from that, a simple question like "are you okay?" is enough to make me feel better cause I know that the person is there for me. Okay, just realized that my posts can be too emotional -_-". Betulla cakap sorang ni waktu kat suatu tempat best minggu  lepas, "...banyak tweets yang aku dapat. Adlan dengan emonye, kau dgn qawiynye." LOL! Agakla, kepada followers di Twitter, you are more than welcome to stop following me, huhu.

Right, so..why am I writing this post? It's because it's time for me to move on. Actually, I think I moved on many days ago. Like even before Spring Camp UK 2012 (SCUK). But I have to make it official, kah3. See these pictures? I actually kept them because they contain the handwriting of someone inspirational. I even have her signature which I wanted to keep as a souvenir originally. Now, I want to burn them. Seriously. 

Haha, kidding. I'm an environmentalist. So, I'd recycle them all. Dah lama dah simpan dalam bilik. I think it's time to let go. Just forget everything. 

You know when people usually said to us to just forget and move on. Well, it's not as easy as one might think. It takes a lot of determination for you to move on especially after you had a major setback. In my case, the ironic ending of my Honours Year Project. Yelah, lebih-lebih lagi kalau you're a guy with an unexplainable good memory on sentimental events. Lagila susah nak lupakan. But you just have to try and even if you can't, you just move along cause you know that you've had something bad in the past and that can only make you stronger in the future. That's just my personal insight on my dramatic ending.

My Honours Year Project was a real life manifestation of a film noir - a boy trying to realize his sky-high dreams through a homebase he didn't even like with the help of a person who brought him down in the end. Along the way, he experienced false hopes in addition to the stress from the dullness and failures he underwent whilst completing the project. It's drama, betrayal and an ironic ending all in one. And I'm thankful to Allah for giving me a dark chapter in my life cause this made me stronger than before...