Exam Day #2

The first laugh-able event for me today was a scene in an episode of House MD season 7 which I watched after the OSPE paper.

Before that, I pretty much was in my auto-pilot-ready-to crash mode, talking, nodding and smiling on when I need to.

OSPE was a TORTURE and CRUELTY.
It totally was.

There were 26 stations, including 2 rest stations.
At the beginning of the exam, all of us were given with a question booklet.
And we are to sit at our own allocated station, my first station is station 6.

Didn't I say exams in IMU are like games?
Well, this is another proof; OSPE (Objective Structured Practical Examination).

As soon as the exam starts, all of us will flip the question booklet open, and find the question number we were allocated with. Since I am in station 6, I will start first with question 6.
At that station, a slice of the brain tissue was given. Oh sorry, a picture of it, not the real one.

And the question said, "Name the labeled part".
And I was like "Die! I hate brain anatomy. I can't remember any of these parts at all! I know the names...lentiform nucleus, caudate nucleus, thalamus etc etc but...which is which?!"

I labeled all but, I do not know if I got them correct.
And we have only 5 minutes for each station.
After 5 minutes, the bell rings, and we have to move to the next station, which is station 7 for me.
And there will be different models, X rays, or microscopic pictures in each station.

In between the stations, there will be 2 rest stations.
That is the time u use to answer the questions that u weren't able to in the previous stations!

I can say ALL the questions are logical ones.
The ones that we are supposed to know, but somehow all of them slipped my mind!

I can't even remember clearly the mechanism of action of each types of diuretics.
And that vertebral part...I spent almost 2 hrs studying it and I can't remember them just now.

And I was almost certain I might fail this paper :(
But then...a lot of people were frustrated too. Not that I feel good a lot people can't answer it, but it certainly made me feel better, because then it means the questions were really hard.

I know some seniors who aced in their EOS5.
And I wonder how did they do that?
They weren't those geeky nerdy silence type because I know them, that means they are quite talkative.
Did they study harder than me?
Maybe.
Or were they smarter than me?
Maybe too.
*sigh*

Whatever it is, I shall get back to revise my clinical skills.
I'll be "molesting" patients tomorrow, in front of an examiner.
I hope I wont tremble or accidentally scratched my patient or it will be embarrassing and cost me marks!

BTW, I MANAGED TO WRITE ONE POST A DAY FOR MAY 2011!
Today is 31st adi... :D

-Because life is a test-

-AkMaR-
http://nur-akmar.blogspot.com

Exam Day #1

Today is one of the loneliest day. I know but can't understand why did it happen.

Anyway, when I woke up this morning, one of the few things that came into my mind was "Is today really my exam day?"
Of course it is! Or else I won't be dreading the waking up part.

Then another thought came in, "What if I'm given one more week to prepare for the exam, do I want to accept it or not?"
I think I don't.
One more week won't make much difference.
But ironically, I felt as if 30 minutes does.
Even in that 30 mins before the exam hall is opened, I was burying my face in the notes, AS IF that 30 minutes of superfast reading can help me score better. But oh well, some of them did.

First paper was MEQ; Modified Essay Question.

Frankly, most of the papers in IMU are like games; I am not sure if other med schools use the same exam method.
In this paper, each of us has two envelopes, on the right and on the left; on the floor.
One of the envelopes contains the questions while the other is empty.

Then, when the lecturer gave us the signal, we have to take the first paper of the first question from envelope and were given 6 or 7 mins to answer that part, according to the marks.
After that 6 or 7 mins, the lecturer will give another signal and we will have to put the answered paper into the previously empty envelope, and take the second part of the first question to be answered.

At the end of the exam, the initially filled-with-paper envelope is empty while the initially empty envelope is now filled with answered exam questions.

Second paper was OBA; One Best Answer.

80 questions, to be answered within 2 hours.
I've never used the full provided time to answer an OBA paper before this.
I usually finished earlier than the allocated time, but NOT because the paper was too easy. I think it's more because I know there is nothing much I can do anymore.
But today....I found the 2 hours insufficient!
I didn't have time to check all my answers, while I was at question #43, the lecturer asked us to stop writing and put our pencils down :(
So I am not sure wheter I made any silly mistake from question 44-80 :S
And few minutes after I walked out of the hall, I heard some friends discussing among themselves, and realised I missed one silly mistake in question before 43.
*duh!*

Tomorrow is another game-like paper; OSPE.
I'll explain it tomorrow, if I have the time and mood.

Now, I need to prepare for the second battle.
:D

-Because life is a test-

I can assure you this happened during my OBA paper. What was the question eh? Forgot!

-AkMaR-
http://nur-akmar.blogspot.com

Confession Letter

I came into IMU without knowing your existence.
Then as my semester 1 was about to end, I got to know you better.
But you were so far, that I barely think about you.

Then came semester 2.
I got to know a "milder version" of you.
Frankly, I liked it but, was hurt so much because of it.
People talked a lot about you; from the seniors to my own batch mates.
Almost everyone knows you.

Then semester 3, we got a little more closer and you showed a harsher version than before, but constantly reminded me that I have not seen the worst of you yet.

At that time, I didn't really care about how you would look and feel like when you are at your worst or even how would it affect me. I was too blinded by you at that time.

Semester 4 flew like rocket and before I know it, you changed.
You transformed and became scarrier.
I can't forget you neither can I be happy knowing you are there.
I am anticipating you but at the same time, hoping you will just vanish.

At times, you made me feel so useless and insecure.
I started comparing myself with other people out there, and realised I shouldn't.

Lately, I really am feeling the agony of your effects to my life.

But I've made a decision, I will face you.
I will face you with all the determination and energy I have in me.

I hope, I can overcome you this time.
And make you just a history in my life.

Tomorrow, we shall meet and fight.

Here I come!
Just you wait, End of Semester 5 exam!
:D

Btw, this are the pictures I took while my brother was drawing using Paint on the computer.
Repeat, he was using Paint. Cool eh?

-Because life is a test-

-But they are still stupid conversations anyway-

-AkMaR-
http://nur-akmar.blogspot.com

When I'm Saturated, I Eat

And when I am sad, I sleep.
When I am tired, I eat.
When I can't think any longer, I either sleep or eat.
Sometimes, I take wudhu and supplicate, but I hv to admit I sleep and eat more often.

I basically take the unhealthy but necessary ways of letting the steam off.

Ok.
I wonder if other medical students are as miserable as I am now, or was I too playful before this, putting me in this situation now.
Whichever it is, I get to go back to study now.


-Because life is a test-

-AkMaR-
http://nur-akmar.blogspot.com

2 days more!

Ok. Really freaking out now.
I went to medical museum with Ah Kiew this morning until 3.30pm.
And we almost killed ourselves, hugging each other when we realised that we can't remember most of the anatomy parts =.="

But anyway, enough of my story.

My brother decided to study ENGINEERING and he is registering in Multimedia University (MMU) this coming Sunday. Good for him.
At least he'll be going there happily.

And now he is packing his bag, complaining that MMU does not allow students to wear jeans.
Come on...that's what I hv been facing for the past 2.5yrs.
FORMAL ATTIRE.
In INTEC, we had to wear formal only on Mondays.
In IMU, every day is a Monday.

Ok. That's all.
Get back to study.

-Because life is a test-

-AkMaR-
http://nur-akmar.blogspot.com

Mind o Mind...Decide!

10.44am
My brother is now at work.
Late last night, my mother started helping him packing up, for he has to go to Matriculation this evening. He looked very half-hearted.

Then this morning, there were only me, him and maid at home. And the situation was quiet. Both of us did not want to raise the "leaving-the-home-for-Matriculation" subject.
He continued his packing, quietly.

Some time later, he came out and checked the internet. He said he called TM, and appealed to change from Foundation in Engineering to Foundation in Management. From there he can opt for a degree in the Management Faculty; Accounts, Economics etc. But TM said no. He called again and again, and at last the officer said she'll confirm tomorrow - they need to see the quota for the Management course.

He wants a profession in Accounting/Business/Economy/Finance line, but he doesn't want to let TM scholarship go. It's like letting go a golden opportunity.
And if he goes for Matriculation, he will have to apply again for degree enrollment nxt year, and it's not something pleasant to think about, having it very hard this time.

9.39pm
I'm having a heart to heart talk with my brother.
He still can't decide which way to go; Engineering or Accountancy?

9.45pm
During lunch earlier today, he made up his mind.
He'll be going to Matriculation.
Just now, my mother paid RM375 for his enrollment into Matriculation.
But now, I see that he looked as if he preferred Engineering.
But he is not sure if he's more interested in Engineering, or the thought of a scholarship and studying in a Malaysian private univ.

He wants to be able to talk about technologies in the future, which translates into being an Engineer. But at the same time he wants to open his own business, which means Accountancy will be a better path for him.
Aihh...
He has not, found where his heart lies.

He is going to discuss AGAIN with mum tonight, after she came back from tuition.
I shall update tomorrow :)
If Matriculation, then he'll be leaving tomorrow morning (called Matriculation, he can register tomorrow).
If Engineering then, h'll be registering in IMU on Sunday.

Let's see...

May his heart be steadfast.
Amin.

-Because life is a test-

-AkMaR-
http://nur-akmar.blogspot.com

Engineering or Accountancy?

My brother is having a haaarrdd time deciding for his future. He had been in this dilemma since like, last year?

He has in hand now, a scholarship for foundation in Engineering by Yayasan TM and a matriculation in KM Selangor, in Accountancy.

Engineering foundation starts next Monday.
Matriculation started last Monday but if he still wants it, he can register tomorrow.

My mother offered to pay for his Foundation in Business in Taylor's (that will surely cost my mother a bomb) but he refused it, saying it's too expensive.

Taylor vs Matriculation; I'd say go for Matriculation.
But Accounts (Matriculation) vs Engineering (MMU), I do not know.
I personally think Engineering is a more secured profession, and he can still branch out into business later if he wants to.
Btw, he really want to be a businessman, and earn a lot.

But if he go for the engineering scholarship, he will have a 10 year bond with TM, and he dislikes the idea of being tied up.

Whatever his decision is, I'm going to support him, whole-heartedly.
:)
But if he really chooses Matriculation, that means he'll be leaving home tomorrow.
That's too fast!
I hvnt even recover from missing him when he went to Shanghai last week :(
And oh yea, he bought me a China doll, a "real doll".

-Because life is a test-

-AkMaR-
http://nur-akmar.blogspot.com

A Quick One

Salam.
No time to write much today. Mountains of notes to be read.
*dying*
(exaggerating)

-Because life is a test-

-AkMaR- http://nur-akmar.blogspot.com

A Smack Right THERE

My exam is next weeeeeek!
My exam is next weeeeeek!

No matter how many times or how loud I shouted that my exam will STILL come next week. So I think from now on, I'll shout that to myself, to remind me that "my exam is next weeeeek!"

Just now, I was practising clinical skills with Ah Kiew and suddenly she said,

"Tomorrow will be our last CSU practice, and today we are still blurr blurr. Our exam is next week you knowww!!"

I have to admit, her sentence gave a big blow to me.
I didn't notice that.
Yea, the exam is next week; and tomorrow is my last scheduled clinical skills practice.
Everything should be on the tips of my fingers, or like Dr. Annie Tay said, "they should be at the back of my hand"
But they are still not.
SO now, I am really focusing on my clinical skills note, with the determination to be as serious, as "pro" and as confident I can during the practice tomorrow.

But I wonder, can I make a 360-degree change, in one night?
*sigh*

-Because life is a test-
http://nur-akmar.blogspot.com

Studying With Them Siblings

The mid-year exam for schools is ongoing now and because of that, the "study area" in my house has been occupied by all of my still-schooling siblings, and me. We sit in a row, everyone on their own table. And occasionally, my form 4 sister asks me Add Maths, and my form 3 brother asks her History or any other PMR subjects. I love this feeling, of studying alongside your siblings :)

I will definitely miss this moment when I go oversea later.
And I proudly find my brother amazing! He has such piercing questions coming out from his mind, especially when he reads History.
He questioned,

Why did Parameswara kill Temagi; the ruler who saved him in Temasik, just to run from the Siamese later?

This was the exact same Q I asked before.

And how on earth do the historians know that the Paleolithic people do not have religions? How do they know that these people bowed to sun, stars, and trees? We know since Adam's time, there are some God-believing human populations in the world.

Ok. Back to study.

-Because life is a test-


-AkMaR-
http://nur-akmar.blogspot.com

As The Exam Gets Nearer

As the exam gets nearer, the more disoriented I become.
There are a lot of things to be read, but there are also a lot of things that I have read, and even more things that I can't remember reading.

So the next thing I did was either: 1) abandon everything and go watch movie/video/tv or 2)indulge in a freak out session on my desk or 3)recompose myself and start reading again.

Nakbah Convoy
Today is also the convoy day in remembrance of the Palestinian.
It starts from Masjid Wilayah in KL and ends in Shah Alam.
Sadly, I am unable to join it :(
VPM was even sponsoring the petrol cost for the participants.
I can't bear the feeling of guilt if I did join the convoy.

I've been studying reproductive hormones since high school and I STILL can't remember their exact functions. Progesterone and oestrogen, they sounded almost the same!
Cuba la if one is named progesterone and another as triceratops for example, I think it'll be easier to remember their individual actions.

Ok. Back to study.

-Because life is a test-


-AkMaR-
http://nur-akmar.blogspot.com

The Water Bottle

I find that my attention span is quite short, especially when my laptop is switched on. I suspected this disability of concentrating few days ago. Since then, I tried to time myself. I put a 15 minute timer, and forced myself to read; without being distracted. No toilet visit, no mouse scrolling, no typing and most importantly, no dozing off. And I found that 15 mins unbearably long. *sigh*

Every Student Has Their Own Way of Dying....of Study

I have some Architecture friends, who complained of being almost killed by their projects, models and assignments.
Eben during A Levels I saw that they lives are infiltrated by art and drawings!
And what more when they are taking degree, the amount of the projects, tripled or perhaps quadrupled.
So yea, Architecture students swim in their projects and models.

Engineering friends hmmmm...I dont have many.
Those that I have do not tell their study lives to me.
So I do not really know.

Pharmacy students?
I think they are being killed by their lab sessions and reports.

Medical students?
Well...Since the course is divided into two; theory and clinical and I am still in my theory years, I'd say we are killed by the amount of things to be read!

We don't have many labs (in fact the lab sessions we had can be counted by fingers), neither do we have many projects (thank God!).
We just have kilos of books to be swallowed.
How I hope the infos can just diffuse into my head like osmosis, from high concentration to low concentration *sigh*

When I get to the clinical years, maybe the challenges will be something else.
Readings AND clinical AND sleep deprivation perhaps?

So yea, every students have their own way of being (almost) killed.
(I'm OBVIOUSLY exaggerating here)

So let us find our own weaponries and fight against these murderers!
=.="

Why "The Water Bottle"?
Nothing. I ran out of idea of a post title.
*swt*

-Because life is a test-

-AkMaR-
http://nur-akmar.blogspot.com

The Fluctuating Iman Pt 2

Click here for Part 1

And so, IMU was a real cultural challenge for me.
And to know that I am still in Malaysia, made it worse.

I am not saying that the people making up IMU community are of bad ones. No no no...
It's just that there are more types of people in IMU than there are in INTEC, where I completed my A Levels.
With more types of people, you're bound to see more types of habits, attitudes, and moral.
Of course, there are very good, good, moderate, and bad people in both IMU and INTEC.
But since my circle of friends in INTEC was smaller, I didn't see much variations.

So, back to the fluctuating iman.

When we are in the circle of good people, we tend to be good.
Not because we're hypocrite, but because there are less distractions and seductions.
We do not see the "pleasure" of bad things.
We became complacent in our own world, the world where all our good friends are in.

When we are instead put in an environment where bad things are considered a norm, sooner or later, subconsciously or purposely, you adapted, and blended in.
And the things that once you see as gross, became "hurm..biasalaaa" things to you.

Could that be due to the fluctuating levels of our iman?
Could it be that our iman was not strong enough in the first place, that when we are faced with just a little challenge, we were shaken?

Or are we SUPPOSED to be shaken, and then realised we're not supposed to and start putting our feet on the correct ground again, firmer than they were?

Whichever works for you, and for me, I hope will turn us into better people.

And sad to say, my level of iman has been fluctuating, very greatly lately.
I am scared.

Perhaps that is why usrah is there. To maintain us, in that circle of friends.
But sometimes I wonder, we can't always choose our circle of friends.
Only occasionally can we choose the environment we are in; so if we are not equipped, to be in a different circle, aren't we in danger?

So, if you really want to stop smoking, you either be very strong and be able to say no to your smoking friends, or stop befriending them.
-this is a public service message-

-THE END-

But before leaving this blog, watch this!
Atikah posted this on fb, a video that reminded her of our housemates in INTEC.
How I miss them. :(
Akmar, Atikah, Ain and Fatin.
Malaysia, India, Ireland and Manchester.
That's like thousand miles away from each other!



-Because life is a test-

-AkMaR-
http://nur-akmar.blogspot.com

The Fluctuating Iman

When I was in INTEC, someone (I forgot who) told me,

The Prophet's iman in always there, and strong.
The sahabahs' (people around the Prophet) iman fluctuate, but still strong nevertheless.
Our iman on the other hand, has a greater amplitude and frequency of fluctuations.
Sometimes, our iman level is vry high, sometimes it gets a bit low and sometimes, it is very low. Some other times, it almost vanished!

At that point of time, I didn't really understand it.
I mean, I did not expect it to be able to fluctuate, THAT much.
I think it was because of my living environment in INTEC.
I lived with good friends, my housemates were religious people, not to say I was unreligious, but I admit I have a lot of things to learn from them.

And so, the fluctuations were not of that high amplitude and frequency.
I was protected, from almost all possible directions.

Then, I entered IMU and was separated from my INTEC housemates.
And the environment changed; I saw, felt and faced more challenges and tests.
Sometimes I failed, I succumbed, sometimes I think I triumphed over them.

And undeniably, my level of iman did, fluctuate.
What happened when it was at its lowest?
Let's not talk abt it, it'll stay within me forever.

In INTEC, I spent a lot of time in hostel than in class.
Even when we were in campus, the surroundings are of good ones; decent people, few distractions and seductions and I hv to say, the restrictions by Cikgu Hasan; the SAD head towards our activities did in a way helped to protect us from the "world outside".

-to be continued-

p/s: the writer is struggling for her final exam. No time to write much.. heh..

-Because life is a test-

-AkMaR-
http://nur-akmar.blogspot.com

I Have No Backbone

Hour # 1 - Sitting nicely in front of the desk. All ready to swim in the sea of books and notes.

15mins later:
While reading the notes, "Aahh... What's this? Let's see what ebook says about it"

Switch on laptop and modem. Check email, check blogspot. Check people's tumblr, then only check ebook.

Hour #2 - Slumping on the seat.
Check email, refresh blog see if any friend post new things.

Study again.
Cycle repeat.

That's pretty much what I do whole day long.
Study, and stop just for meals, prayers, toilet visits or occasional siblings distractions (Which are not really occasional. They're quite often)

If I have studied like this EARLIER, like really2 earlier, I dont think I'll be in this mess. In fact, I will be an unbelievably good student. :D
I have to admit, I have been neglecting my studies during the early months of this year. :(

So with that said, I gotta get back to study now.
Adios!

-Because life is a test-

-AkMaR-
http://nur-akmar.blogspot.com

Flying Family Members

No, I do not have Superman or Superheroes as my family members. I just have good ones. :)

Last Saturday my father flew to Sabah for a company family day. Well, it was a family day but no family members were invited. I think it should be call Staff Day.
He's coming back tonight, and I hope he brings back souvenirs!

And I've just sent my younger brother, Wasil to his employer's house.
He has been working in a chocolate factory near our house since last year, even before SPM. The factory is expanding its business, especially to China. So being able to speak Mandarin gave Wasil this HUGE advantage.
He was employed to be their translator, and guess what.....
They are bringing him to CHINA for a business trip!!!
There'll be an international food fair in Shanghai and they need a Chinese speaking person to be their translator. Cool isn't it?
Fyi, this is a Bumiputera company so no one can speak Chinese.

So yea, he's flying off tonight and will be back in 5 days time. :D

Funnily, his employers (a husband and wife) thought I am his younger sister!
The husband thought so first, then his mother.
Then when the wife came, Wasil quickly introduced me as "my elder sister" before she presume I'm his younger sister.
Haha...

I'm jealous, because he gets to go China, free some more!
But I'm also happy for him, very happy.
And he's SUPPOSED to bring souvenirs back too.
:D

Some time this year my parents will be going for Umrah insyaAllah, and to Jakarta for a wedding.
See how many of my family members flying everywhere?
And insyaAllah....I'll be flying off to continue my MBBS too.
Most prob I'll be going Ireland, or UK.
I'll talk about it some other time. For now, I have to continue my Renal Physiology revision.

Adios!

-Because life is a test-

-AkMaR-
http://nur-akmar.blogspot.com

New New Things

Today, I installed the new house PC. And for the first half of the day, I can't use it because my old monitor just do not detect the signal from the new CPU. It's very very frustrating! I even asked my brother to bring it back to Low Yat and ask that computer shop guy to fix it for us.

Until....Raymond give me a brilliant idea; try searching another VGA port.
And I found one port, way low down. =.="

So yea, we plugged into the wrong VGA port all these while. Malu je...

Then...we can't connect to the internet. The man said he put everything in for us already, network card etc etc (I chose the computer specs myself, the man just fix them into the CPU cabinet).
But when I checked the "Device Manager", no network adapter is found.
There was just this one unidentified driver named Etherner Adapter.

So I called the Low Yat man and he said he gave us an installation CD in the box, and we're supposed to install the drivers ourselves. Heh... Malu lagi skali...
After that, the new CPU works just fine. :)

3.06GHz
i3
4Mbps RAM
Windows 7 Ultimate
ATI Graphic Card

Good one isn't it eh?
:D

And I changed my phone message ringtone, call ringtone, phone display theme and screensaver.
And I feel a sudden overwhelming affection towards my phone right now. :)

-Because life is a test-

-AkMaR-
http://nur-akmar.blogspot.com

An Unproductive Productive Day

Whatever that should mean. I studied quite A LOT today. But if I maintain at this pace, I won't be able to finish the syllabus before the exam. So I have to SPEED UP! And it's really not easy.. :(

And I've just remembered; I have OSCE to prepare for!
That'll take two days of my week, to go to IMU and dedicate myself to the 4 walled room in Skills Centre, molesting my juniors simulated patient. (Molesting means practice on them, do a clinical examination on them. =.=")

Out of depression, I asked my brother, "Why did I take Medicine in the 1st place? If I chose Engineering for instance, I might not have to face the book 16 hrs a day"

And he said,
"Because we need someone to sacrifice his/her life, and that person happened to be you"

Thank you brother.
That helped.

p/s: I'm not that depressed. In fact, not depressed at all. Only a bit of scared but apart from that, I'm still chilling. :D


-Because life is a test-

-AkMaR-
http://nur-akmar.blogspot.com

I Dont' Care. This is the 13th May Post. :D

Ok, I know today is already 14th but, I had to post the 13th May post now. Why?
Because Blogger wasn’t available yesterday!
See this…

But this post was written on 13th May so, technically I am still up to my 1 day 1 postchallenge.

What happened today?
Well, I had one of the trickiest summative of my IMU life.
I can say I did very badly in the OBA, though OSPE paper was a bit less hard (can’t say it’s easy!)

I went to visit Praba after that, good to see her not in her cast anymore; she fractured her leg in an MVA last October. :(

I then went off to Low Yat, to buy a house pc for obviously, my house. Our pc could not be switched on for months already and I always had to “share” my laptop with them (siblings).

At 7, we watched TVB’s “Rosy Business”, the Cantonese drama I am helplessly glued to now.
At 8.15pm, I went to Mines. My brothers bought new handphones while I accompanied my maid to shop for handbag and tudung. Yea, don’t be surprised. That’s how nice close I am to her. Heh..

Now, I am writing this post, aiming to finish it before 12am.
And then nk tido!
Tomorrow after Subuh I’ll start my jihad again. :D

-Because life is a test-

p/s: How come even Blogger detect this post as 13th May's? Well, Blogger has this one special features known as "Post Options". :D

-AkMaR-
http://nur-akmar.blogspot.com

What Can't Money Buy?

Yes, really... What can't money buy?

Time?
Really?
Why then do we have two roads - highway with tolls and the usual roads without tolls?
I heard it was because highways are SUPPOSED to be jam-free and faster.
That means, those who can afford to pay more, take the highway, and have a higher chance of reaching their destination faster thus, saving time.
Those who wish to save, take the usual roads, and stop at every traffic lights and junctions.

Once, people travel low cost, took boats and ships and took days and months.
Now, people with more money take airplanes, and the journey is in only a matter of hours.
People with less money, do not travel.

Love?
Really?
Most of the domestic fights are either financial-based or disloyal-based.
With money, people can buy things and presents for their loved ones, and love can be cultivated, or reignited from there.
No?

Daughter made mother angry, then daughter bought a handbag for mother and apologise.
Mother became happy, and things are solved.

Husband worked 24-7, no time for family.
Then, husband decided to take 1 week leave, go for a holiday with family.
Take leave from work, needs money.
Holiday also, needs money.
No holiday, forever work...love also shy to stay amongst them.

Man loves girl. Girl doesnt love man, she loves money.
But man is rich so girl marries him.
Girl didn't cause trouble, does all her responsibilities.
Man happy, girl also happy.
Man get loved one, girl also get loved items.

Happiness?
Aren't they the same with love?
You are happy when you're loved, or is able to love.
No?

Peace?
Why then are some ferrocious countries colonising other weaker country?
The ancient Malaya kingdoms gave money / tax to the Siamese, and Siam guaranteed protection.
So the ancient kingdoms were basically buying peace.

So what then?
That is so important that money can't buy?

IMHO, it is LIFE.
A life that has all the above.
A life that you hv quality time, quality love and most importantly, humanity.

You can take the highway and save ur time but, imagine being stucked in the jam with your loved ones (I crazily think that's romantic), and spend that quality time together.
Be it with your spouse, parents, children or friends.
In a jam, people do not have any other thing to do, in fact they can't do anything.
So what to do? Talk...and laugh.
Spend that quality time together.

When you are at home, everybody have their own things to do.
Father watches news, mother does her work, sister studies (ehem ehem), 1st brother sleeps, 2nd brother draws and 2nd sister crazily laughs alone over korean drama.

I envy those ppl who laugh in their cars in a jam. I am stucked too in the same jam, but I was alone in the car, and the jam became horrible and unbearable.

Fight, as much as you can.
Then buy, a gift as expensive as u can afford.
But without the sincere apology, it is of no use.
Mother will still be angry, and daughter will be wasting her money.

Buy present, but only WITH the INTENTION of reigniting the love, will the love be reignited.

Go for a holiday, at the most beautiful beach in the world, stay in a 10 star hotel but without the peace, everything turns sour.

Of course, one more thing that is undeniably unable to be bought by money, sweet talks and eye-winks is RELIGION.

So yes, money alone can buy only ONE thing.
You can't get more than that.
You can't get a life with quality time, sincere friends, AND happy life.

-Because life is a test-

p/s: Sorry suddenly the post became long.
And don't mind the occassional broken English.
And thanks to Hazirah, for letting me take her tumblr pics. :p

-AkMaR-
http://nur-akmar.blogspot.com