[clinical] class party.

In one year,we saw the same faces during ward rounds, case taking and survived all the bullet-speed questions from the consultants together. Never gave up, we failed the end-posting exam sometimes, we passed with flying colors (not many times), we invented our own style of examining illiterate patient-who-can't-even-understand-a-single-English-word, we fought (girls always did, oh emotional creatures they are![me?]) but after all that...we love each others. Sincerely.

Yesterday after Maghrib (when Malaysians back home rushed to finish the Eid-ul-Adha preparation), we gathered at the Block B rooftop to have a makan-makan indicating the last gathering before new year. We will not be having our clinical posting till January. A humble makan-makan (not that humble if we count the calories from seafood BBQ, mashed potatoes, Seti's nasi goreng and other delicacies prepared by girls in our team (yes, they're superb cooks!). The newly-wed Ija came with her husband, together with kuah kacang. Who said female doctors are only good in treating the tongue-twisting-disease name? We can put Jamie Olliver into shame tau looking at the brilliant presentation of the potluck (rasa sedap juga, harap maklum). We selected the venue after considering other tenants who are not keen to allow students having party in the apartment. It was dark, though the full moon reflected a romantic shade but who care, we enjoyed teasing each others [plus the scrumptious food].

Teammates.
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