November has been really really kind. I owe my thanks and appreciation to myself for controlling what goes in and out of my mind. Positive thoughts 🙂 I am getting the hold of controlling my overexcitement state. Not sure if you guys know what it means. Uumm..To put simply, it means I am emotionally reactive and my reaction to particular things may seem exaggerated but no… the feeling’s real and it can  get a lil bit overwhelming and may induce panics. But lately, thank God, I am able to contain it. I have to anyway.

Though November has been good on me, large portion of it consist of me ignoring a lot of the problems until it goes away OR I procrastinate until the eleventh hour. The latter refers to me chiong-ing my handwritten GDP RJ. That crazy crazy crazy Sunday. I shut everyone out from my life for those intense 6+ hours so I can dedicate my 100% attention to my 3-months assignment (which, thank GOD, I completed in 6+ hours). WORTH EVERY SINGLE SECONDS OF THAT!  BECAUSE I GOT 74% ON THAT PAPER!!!!!!! YAY!!!!


I am currently waiting for my online result for the rest of the assignment. I don’t have high hopes for that because the quality of my online assignment is comparable to a turd. Sorry Faci… But Fingers CROSS!!


Another nice surprise that took me off guard (I mean there are certain kind of surprises that you kinda expect to get it. But this is the opposite. Like really!) is that I won an award for GDP module! Like who would expect that? I honestly can think of 20 other classmates who deserve to be the recipient of that award. Because they always have their notes prepared before class and got everything figured out while here I am asking people about the basic stuff.


JC mentioned “she knows her drugs well and always continues to improve herself. It is evident. I can see that. She is also very calm during picking and packing”

I don’t know what people see in me during that peak time of the class (where everyone is so busy running around to dispense the drugs) but to tell you honestly, my heart beats against my ribs for 200 bpm, if I may exaggerate. Maybe I don’t show how panicky I get but my palms are always clammy. Also maybe I don’t show it because I don’t want to raise the intensity of the situation in my team. Team 1 has been known to be the cursed team. That alone is handful. Panicking about it doesn’t help to handle the situation. Being in the ‘cursed’  team has taught me a lot. That story will be told another day…hahah.. but really! You got my words for it.

We are our own worst critics so they say. I humbly accept the reward if it meant for me. Maybe I have to work hard to prove to myself that I actually deserve it because ultimately we are our own competitor.

FYP in November has not been any different from the rest of past months. But I guess we are coping better with FYP. Rolling eyes to problems at hand and injecting humor into it are one of the ways to manage the demands of FYP. Ultimately sharing thoughts and brainstorming for ideas are one of my favorite ways to handle it. Note that I don’t use “ bitching about the problem”. Because we are civilized like that. One of my favorite moments with the girls is when after our prayer session on the laboratory level of W5 building. Tasha was unwrapping her package (of her online shopping apparels). We made silly comments on each other. Basically enjoyed the time together. Best part is that I got everything on tape. Hahhahah!








Before I forget, I want to share one of the most memorable things that happened during our GDP lesson. As you can see from the pictures below, we are loitering outside our classroom because apparently we are locked outside. Which is a good thing thatwe are not locked inside because its a 2+ hours of waiting to get the door fixed. Yeap guys. An out of the class experience.


The boys in our class are all pumped up to force the door open. By force I mean they are going to smash it. No. I was just kidding.




It may look like we are enjoying and wasting our time away but NO. Class is still ongoing. Grab whatever resources (mainly phones because papers and pens are scarce outside the classroom) for notes.



Our Facilitator may look calm and controlled. But I am sure he is worried as hell that we are all stuck outside for 2hrs +.



Pharmacy Technician.



Pharmacy Technician in action



Girls too are strong. So we want to contribute our intelligence and skill. But to no avail.



“Hais, lagi pintu tak bukak, lagi lama la kita kene hold back. STRESSSS!”



The doors are opened, lesson carries on as per normal. Haish..Tough life.




Pharmacy Technician in Action



I could never imagine being this lucky in a period of a month. However happy I may feel, I can’t help but to be cautious for the thing that may come in my way next because … I don’t know.. bad gut feeling…

May Allah protect us all!



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