Of Job Interview and Iftar With Friends

So these 2 events occurred on the same day but just let me begin with the interview story first. On Tuesday night 23rd, my mom told me to go get ready for the interview since my dad is going to send me right after Subuh. So after sahur I didn't sleep at all and got ready and off we went to Kuala Lumpur early in the morning.

Thank goodness, we managed to avoid the bad traffic here and there. Meanwhile, my friends had already arrived at Jalan Cenderasari and told me how nervous they were since everybody else were always revising their notes and whatnot. That made my stomach cringed for a while. It has been a really long time since I had that 'butterflies in my belly' moment. And that day, my stomach wasn't being friendly at all.

Around 7.17 am I finally arrived at Pusat Temuduga SPA. There were already around 20 other young doctors came for the interview. I swear I panicked a bit and my face changed but I quickly find my friends and ask them how on earth are we going to survive this today? Haha.

Anyway, we were told to go upstairs and fill in some form, submit it, and then patiently wait for our turns to go into the respective rooms. This part, well everybody went crazy. Oh, I forgot to mention that there were 103 in total of young doctors on that particular day. It was a really big number. Hence, we were called into the room in a group of 5. Which frankly made the process a lot smoother. 2 rooms, 5 person each session, each session lasted around 7-10 minutes. And my name was called after the first few rounds.

I tried hard not to look nervous, but there were no mirrors around, and I really think my face showed it all. Haha. We were asked to introduce ourselves and then the interviewer asked us about our opinions regarding medicine and the career as a doctor, well none of us said anything but me. I said that honestly, I really love medicine and I find that medicine is very interesting, but I'm quite worried because the responsibilities that I carry from now on is huge and I cannot afford to make any mistakes at all.

That statement made everyone else including the interviewer drop their jaws. It was silent for a moment or two. And then the rest was history. By 10.20 am, I was already out of the room waiting for my dad to pick me up and go back home.

Did I mention about iftar with friends? Oh yes I did. So this iftar was held in Laman Gril in Shah Alam. A nice decent place with endless food and people. There were 3 of us who live around Kuala Lumpur and unfortunately none of us got to carpool together because of zero car inheritance. So we decided to go to Shah Alam by public transport! It took me around 25 minutes to reach KL Sentral and about 55 minutes to reach Shah Alam Station from KL Sentral. Then my other friend fetched us and went straight to Laman Grill.

Personally, I am grateful that there is an event like this. We get to gather and meet each other again before everyone moves on with their own life, workaholic doctors, go get married or even pop a baby. Thanks for the memories!

The Maxi Dress Trend

Those flowy maxi dresses that most girls are currently wearing is totally a big trend! Since I haven't been out of the house except only for sending/fetching sister and little brothers from school, I didn't really get the chance to see people who wear those maxi dresses casually. But those online websites gave me enough ideas on how to style this particular outfit. For some people, maxi dresses might look tad boring and accentuates more of the feminine side which I'm sure that not everyone is a fond of it. 

I've seen lots of people wearing long skirts and dresses back in that tiny little island. Anyway, that's because they don't really have their national clothes to wear during office hours except for kebaya. But nobody wears kebaya to work. Kebayas are meant for big events like weddings, graduations, engagement parties, Hari Raya Aidilfitiri and everything else equals to that. And that's why I was never a big fan of long skirts and maxi dresses back then since everyone was literally wearing the same style everyday and everywhere. It really did look boring. 

Anyway, I wanted to try out this particular outfit since I am no longer inhabitant of that tiny little island. Hopefully I won't turn out to resemble like one of them. Fingers crossed.

Last but not least, here is a picture of me and my sister just for general viewing. 

Sleepless Nights

Disclaimer: Some of the contents in this post might not seem appropriate. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

So next week would be the interview week. I can't say that I've prepared myself well, since I will never thought that way anyway. In medicine, there is no such thing as being heavily prepared.There's only choices between barely prepared or not prepared at all, regardless how many times you've spent revising your notes. Or at least that's what most of us thought.

However it is, the main thing that bothers my mind is that being in the working environment again. To be honest, sometimes it is about the people that I work with, the building, and even the parking space. Okay that's just ridiculous. But most of the time it's about the side of me that progressively change into something that scares the crap out of me.

See, I am never good in handling stress. Those 6 years studying abroad didn't really help that much but it managed to make me realize that I'm not one of them people who could manage stress successfully. I  have always wondered if ever I am going to heal from this type of disorder. I am always scared that I might loose my marbles due to stress. That's undeniable.

This is never a monkey's business. Medicine juggles with people; most of the time feelings, lives and times are always sacrificed. To realize that now I have even bigger responsibilities towards a patient's life, it sure does scare me more. I was never a big fan of the 'Dr' title anyway. Bearing the title constantly reminds me that I took an oath of helping others and that it would be my fault for not being responsible.

I really wish that I can download some app to prep myself towards becoming a better person. But this i just me. Sigh.

The Fasting Month

Its the very first day of Ramadhan, the fasting month. Tell you what, it feels great to be fasting in my beloved country once again! After all those times I've been celebrating Ramadhan and Syawal away from home, this one sure did feel different. Anyway, I'm wishing all Muslims in the world to have a happy Ramadhan Kareem! :)

Sprinting

It was always a busy day since I got home. A part of being a part time driver, there are so may other things that I feel like I am obliged to attend besides settling for my own business, that's obvious. Last Saturday I went to Cyberjaya to accompany my little sister to her college interview and the day after my mom, little brother and I went to my baby brother's sports day. This time the event took place in the neighboring school's mini stadium. My mom said that last year it was held in a bigger, fancier stadium which I forgot what's the name. 

So anyway, we went there around 8 a.m. but the event only started around 9.45 a.m. The picture looks foggy not because of it was chilly that there were fog everywhere but because there were some open burning in the nearby housing area. Which makes me sad to think that some people are just ignorant and selfish.

Since we were bored waiting for the event to start, we decided to act vain and take pictures of ourselves.

Obviously, my baby brother is a red house member. He's somewhere in the crowd but I couldn't identify which one was him actually. Haha. One fun fact though, all the four of us were in purple house previously in primary school and it was awkward when my baby brother is the only one with different sports house. But it didn't really matter I guess. We just need that sportsmanship spirit!

Believe it or not, he managed to get gold medals for both 200 meters and 4x200 meters! That was shocking since my mom said that he's always a bit cocky. Haha. I guess he's not being cocky, he's just acting like what  a mischievous and hyperactive boy does.