Fill this void!

I haven’t been writing a lot lately not because I am busy. In fact I am opposite of being busy! I have been blinded by having too much time in my hand. I don’t know what to do with it so everything that I’ve used to do ( blogging) becomes a second priority to doing nothing. JOBLESS and PLANLESS! I don’t know what’s my direction in life and it scares the living hell out of me! 2 Months ago I thought I’d got everything covered; Which university at which country, what course to take for how long, what I am working as…  I’ve got distracted along the way and now i feel so trouble not getting on the right track. Wait, is there even the ‘right’ track? Arghh!! 😦

On another completely different dimension, I immense myself in SJAB activities. I feel at home. The familiar faces and working styles… It has been 2 years of hiding in guilt. I never thought that coming back would be this easy …to.. fit in.

So, Competition Camp had finally ended. I’d struggle a bit with HN. Was lucky that there’s Nicole, Ain, Cynthia AND JAMIE to help with the revision. I couldn’t help but to reminisce my time as a competitor. How frightful I was of getting punishments and scoldings. Now that I am an Instructor, how frightful I am of teaching the wrong things to the competitors. I feel bad that I am not confident of teaching them the right things. The blame is on me for AWOL for 2 years. Sorry guys:(

Maybe I got carried away with my anger that I shout senseless things to my dear NC. I expect them to be on par with my standards. Afterall this is Competition Camp! Basics should be there but why I keep on seeing mistakes after mistakes? Got them cried while doing HN cases in front of everyone. I kept my guilt hidden and continue to drill them on their basics through the night. I got to my senses when I overhead someone said one of the team mates couldn’t smile after she cried which is not how she use to be. The pang of guilt that is building in me just erupt and i felt wrong and responsible for that. Enough is enough. One thing that I forget while guiding them is that they are human. Unless they are bless with robot-like-stamina, there’ll come to a point that they will break down because that’s the limit they have for the day. Just like any human, in order to improve they have to start somewhere just like my team. That’s my blind spot too. For my team, we had that moment where every single one of us is determine to set a common goal. Sadly, that moment was when my instructor decided that she had enough of our nonsense and started to walk away. I forgot that they too must have a moment and every single one of them must be determine to achieve together as a team. If that first harsh night of Home Nursing set them to decide a common goal, I am able to be a bit at ease. At least I’ve got something out of them other than their hatred towards me.

How happy I was when I see there’s an improvement in their HN the next day. Maybe it’s our approach (instructors had meeting that night and decided on another approach), maybe it’s their determination. I don’t know. One thing for sure, they are improving and I can’t keep myself from not smiling. Is this how instructor’s felt when we did tremendously good and got first place for  HN? Whatever it is, it feels good.

Recently, I went to a Standard 3 meeting to cover for Nicole’s absence. There’s something that the leader said that struck my heart. “Don’t scold a cadet when you are angry”. Being in an emotional state when you are correcting someone can make you get carried away with it. Well, I need more than just patience to re-start myself with this instructor role all over again. As a cadet once, I know how I felt when this happens to me. I need to embed this reminder in my brain.

Please Yan! Get your emotions in check before doing anything stupid! You have the tendency to do stupids things.. So please ah!!

Honestly, I feel that SJAB is the only thing that maybe keep me sane from the void of my life. I’ve got directions and aims in SJAB but why I could not apply that in my life?


Crashed Bridge!

One Herculean Task have been lifted off from my list of school responsibilities. That being said, Happy New Year!


It has been one hell of a ride for our FYP journey. There were countless moments that I wish my team and I don’t have to go through. There were uncounted moments as well that I enjoyed together and I wish that such moments would prolong till the last day of our FYP. But smooth sea does not create a skillful sailor. 

We have officially ended our Final Year Project and I can’t express how light I feel. Gone are the gloomy days of painstakingly chionging for completing FYP reports, online logbook and creating the Poster and whatnot. The days where I can physically feel the workload of FYP and having to deal with the emotional turmoil set in me from the scoldings from our supervisors and TSOs are the thing of the past. THE PAST!! Dobby has no master. Dobby is a free elf! 


I think my team did ‘okay’ when presenting in front of the first 2 assessors. The first lady assessor was great. We managed to answer her questions professionally. The second one, Faci Ashray (he is my IIP liason officer! What a small world!) was the best amongst all three because he read up our poster on his own and ask questions along the way which saves us a lot of trouble and time! Questions he asked were manageable and the team and I are able to answer everything. 🙂




And so we thought we could handle the last assessor since we ‘nailed’ the first two… so we ‘thought’ we could perform as good (or even better) as our previous ones…

For the last assessor,we called him ‘Yong Tau Fu’ because we can’t remember his name and it is pronounced somewhere along the nickname we have given him.

And unlike Yong Tau Fu, a pleasant dish to eat, questions asked were far from pleasant. Err… Damn! I think he found our weak spot and questioned us thoroughly on that spot. And I knew at once every single one of us is screwed because the day before our FYP evaluation, we have discussed in great detailed and have fortunately (& unfortunately -.-) found out that there are certain things in our project that we didn’t do and thus we cannot make a certain statement because there is no raw data to back up our statement. So we berpakat to avoid that area and don’t touch at all. I guess we did pretty well for the first two presentations considering they did not talk about our weak spot. I think it was an unfortunate moment when Yong Tau Fu managed to ‘sniff’ the ugly weak spot. During the intervention, I have this vision whereby our project ( a cool project and not mistakenly a leceh one) symbolize as bridge, connecting us to a new land that promise us better opportunities. We (my team mates and I) are on the end of the bridge ready to cross. However, this bridge is not a complete one. It looks sturdy but there are certain areas, if walked on the wrong part, the whole bridge will given in. That is our weak spot. So during the assessment, when Yong Tau Fu drilled questions on our weak spot, it is like as if he drilled on the weak spot of the bridge, a very very risky thing to do because if the other structure of the bridge cannot support this weak area, there goes our journey to the ‘promised land’. So yep! I have the vision that the stupid weak spot give way no matter how much we try to avoid  walking on the weak areas of the bridge. The bridge crumbles.

I felt disappointed with the outcome of our FYP evaluation. Really. All it takes is only one person to drill on the correct area to crash our bridge. Can’t blame him though because at the end of the day it is our fault for not making ‘weak spot’-proof bridge.

So yeap! But there’s nothing can be done because what’s done is done. Tried to cheer the team up but well…*sigh*

Saw Ye En’s team ( who also share the same FYP presentation room with us as well) on our way down.  I want to express how thankful I am to have them around as friends also! SERIOUSLY! When our request to use such-and-such machines during experimentation period got nowhere or fly into right ear come out from the left, if it wasn’t their team that help us out to manage the FTIR, UV Spec and NMR machines… I don’t know what would become of us.




So we with heavy feet, we went to TRCC to have our ‘celebratory’ meal. Yay. The rest of the team went to watch movie afterwards while I went home. Hope they catch a lovely and nice movie.


I had a deep sleep that I personally think such rest can last me for 2 days of non-stop work. That’s how exhausted and sad I was.

Well, the other day, Vinny said that she suddenly have a lot of free time on her hand. This was somewhat how our conversation goes.

Me: Do you have anything to do later or are you in a rush?

Vinny: Nope, nothing to do later and not rushing. I suddenly feel that I have so much time on my hand.

Me: Must be that FYP takes a lot of your time eh?

Vinny: Yeah hah! Now that FYP is over, I feel so empty now..

Me: Hahahah! There is no life goal to work towards since FYP is over. HAHAHA! FYP OVER, NO GOAL IN LIFE!

We had a hearty laugh afterwards.


All in all I hope for the best now lah. No point grieving over something that you can’t change. SO yep! CRASHED BRIDGE! Hopefully the river below brings us to better promised land (Please not waterfall!!). InshaAllah!


Gerek Day!

It has been an exhausting week; report submission, UTs, completing team assignments, dealing with faulty software and studying antibiotics for gdp.
To say that I am ‘tired beyond words’ is a bit of an exaggeration ‘cos nothing can be compared to the work load that mom is dealing. So…  I’m just gonna go with very tired. Heh!

Naj has been an excellent help when my computer’s down. I am definitely contented to befriend her! Though she can be annoyingly funny at times, her stable state of mind is of a delight company. If I pass my Lab Management UT with colours with wings, large portion of it is due to her kindness for helping me out with my study. She makes sure she send sufficient stuffs to me via email the day before so that I have enough materials to study. I am grateful and pleased to have her as my friend! Indeed she’s been brought up in a good family :))

Naj! If you are reading this,  I really do appreciate it very much!! ❤ i buy you 3 packets of Gummy Bears if I get A for UT okay:)


Study Partner !


Of a total opposite of a helpful friend, Aqeem is soo being a total ass for distracting me from study by throwing blue tack onto my laptop.  After attended the discussion forum, we ( me, Naj, Lili, Khalis & Aqeem) decided to have lunch and continue studying for our lab management UT afterwards. We spend our lunch reminiscing of the past; Sri Lanka trip. Definitely a lunch to remember!  Then, during study time, Lili and Aqeem sat together behind Najwa and I. Khalis was infront of us. What i thought would be a productive and effective time for study with them…wasn’t much of a productive time spent on studying.  Aqeem stealthily threw blue tack onto my laptop screen. I don’t notice until the blue tack builds up on my screen or when either Lili or Aqeem gave a casual remark like ” Fit, cantik laptop” -_-




HAHHAHA! Najwa pun tak terlepas dari kene serang.  I think we made a nuisance of ourselves because as crowded as the library can go, the tables and chairs near us were empty. People decided not to be near the crazy students. “Siao ting tong”

Then, Aqeem took out this clever tool which can attach two different kinds of surface together..(like attach hp to the inner walls of the car or something)  ( I don’t know the right term for it) and throw and huge freaking thing onto my laptop when I got my back turn from him. It sticks on my screen! I got shocked la because it has a shattering sound to it.. Laptop’s fine… I was not. Naj and the couple covered their mouths  from laughing too loudly because apparently ” my expression was priceless”


Najwa took that black thing and experiment it on different kinds of surfaces. And guess what people?  She decided to try to stick it on my glasses. So, she threw that black thing on my face and due to the short distance and her excellent aim, it. freaking. sticks. on. my. spectacles.

Idiot. The ‘performance’ received a roaring laughter from everyone…even khalis…. I looked stupid sia.

She begged me to throw it one my face another time and aqeem continue to mercilessly attacked us with his blue tack. Never felt so bullied before in my entire life. Hmmphff….

Hahahhahahah!! Why do i have such weird crazy gerek friends??? So yeah. Crazy afternoon!

On a serious note, I need to get back to studying antibiotics for tmr’s gdp.

All in all, in the midst of a stressful week I thank YA Rabb for surround me with such funny and good friends!  Alhamdulillah!!!

Back to books!!

The opening of Teaching Dispensary

The Grand opening of Teaching Dispensary took place yesterday at W44E which coincides with the first day of RP’s open house. Wohooo!

We had our second lesson in the Teaching Dispensary before it’s official grand opening. Kinda odd if you ask me but our GDP lessons have always been odd from the start. So nah, it doesn’t bother any of us that much.

As usual, we begin the class with drug quiz and ‘Prescription Intervention’ (not really an intervention per say, just noting down what went wrong in the prescription). Class was not as stressful as compared to previous lessons because firstly it was disruptive with staffs coming in and out making sure everything at tip top condition. I understand their level of anxiousness to keep everything in flawless state before the Grand opening. But still, my focus wavered every time someone comes in and goes out. Secondly, there was a celebratory feeling in the air. I can’t help but to anticipate what would be in store for the class as well as Chooty in the afternoon. Until that time comes, I was kept on my toes.


The laid-back team


Coming to 11.30am, a lot of DPHM lecturers came down to do last minute inspection of the room as well as students involved. They inspect our attires and those in crumbled coats were sent to the Optometry Room (which is just next door actually) to get it ironed. First time in my whole student life that I have to iron my clothes during lesson time! HAHHAHAHA! A bunch of us were sent down to the next room because of that.

There was this particular scene that I can’t forget as quickly as my GDP knowledge between Faci and Dr C. during the inspection. Faci raised the issue on the bench getting easily dusty and wanted to get the cleaners to quickly dust off everything.Dr C said ‘this kind of things can do ourselves’. So he went over to the dusty spot and dust it off himself. It works fine. But what gets the whole class laughing was the fact that Faci joked ” Sorry ah, I don’t have PhD so I cannot dust it off myself”. We didn’t expected THAT from him. There’s a fine line between making a joke and being rude. I guess that remark sits directly on that fine line. Nevertheless, it was a memorable scene. JC got the guts for it huh? Hahahaha!

Everyone gathered in the Optometry room and get ourselves readied for the Opening of Teaching Dispensaries aftr satisfactory lunch. So when students involved in the session one went out for the ‘show’, session 2 and 3 students stayed back in the Optometry room to wait for our turn. To maintain our anxiousness for the ‘show’, we scare ourselves by telling ghost stories and acting silly.


Session 2 & 3 students!



When boredom strikes, art, creativity and nonsense come in handy



Fel: I need to protect my boyfriend from being ridiculed by Ganster Fit Fit: YOH! XY: WTH guys…heheheh

Fel: I need to protect my boyfriend from being ridiculed by Fit

Fit: YOH!!

XY: Wth guys…hehehehe…

The post picture of the photo above was hilarious. Exactly aft snapping that picture, one of the staffs came in to look what we were up to. The 3 of us scrambled away from the desk as quickly as our legs allowed. Unfortunately for me, unlike my friends who were on the edge on the table, I was in the middle which make it twice as hard to scramble down quickly. She saw us nevertheless. Can’t express how embarrass I was after that that I have to hide behind the wall.



My partner in crime<3



When it’s student’s from session 2’s turn for show, I panicked and told Naj that if anyone wants to interview us in Malay, it would have to be her because sadly my Bahasa Melayu is very rusty and a lot of maintenance is needed to polish them up. She said if that happened, it will be the end for both of us because her Malay is bad too. Hahaha…(ketawa hambar)

CNA and Channel 5 news crew were there when we entered the Teaching Dispensary. I was awestruck with behind the scene stuff when the reporter memorising her line, camera man and his assistance with loads on his waist. Didnt manage to snap pictures because I left my phone in the other room. Dang it.

So the class appeared in Channel 5 News and CNA yesterday. Our proud moments:





Opps! Spot someone familiar here?







Faci, for some reason you are on my blog reading this, on behalf of DPHM students, I would like to thank you from the bottom of my heart for the sleepless nights, stresses, sweats and killing some brain cells in the process to create a Teaching Dispensary that stimulate like a real Pharmacy to facilitate in our learning. We definitely appreciate it so much! Although the news did not showcase the behind the scene staffs and lecturers involved, we know that you guys deserved recognition as well!!THANK YOU SO MUCH ALL!




I headed home afterwards with these chicks who couldn’t stop laughing at my version of cat-walking. Thanks guys. -.-|||

In Shaa Allah, to many more proud moments and 1 minute of fames!!



Never ending List

I was thinking of making a list of things that I want to do and it just coincides with the upcoming annual resolution list that majority of the human population will come out with followed New Year. I have been known with my impromptu work /activities; I do whenever I feel like it. So…umm this is not my 2015 resolution list (you’ll know why shortly).

Here goes.

Things that I want to do (when i have the money or time for it)(not in any particular order or priority unless otherwise stated):

1) Be a swimmer – heck! I can’t even float upright without any support from life buoy in deep pool at this age.

  • Buy new swimming costume since I have outsize the current one. Hahaha!! If not, you all can see my blubber..
  • Oh! not forgetting the muslimah swimming hoodie. I’ll  definitely look like a snowman with my round face and round body. Note to self: don’t buy white coloured swimwear

2) Continue archery. And beat the hell out of RP archers. Admittedly, they are good. To satisfy my esteem, from the Maslow hierarchy of needs, to boost my confidence, I. Need. To. Destroy. Them. which I am sure it will take forever to master the basics when they only take few minutes in comparison. Whatever… dont care. As long my equipment don’t rust can liao.

3) Quickly find full time job so I can quickly quit my current part time job which can barely sustain my needs in a single month’s pay. Thank GOD I still live with my parents ‘else I have to get shelter from the tent by the beach.

4) Be a runner. Now that I am in charge of a platoon again, I have to be physically fit so that I can do crazy things with them. I am not kidding when I say crazy. Talking about SJAB, side note –> please change to pants when wearing uniform.

5) Be slim and fit and healthy. I started this resolution since I was sec 3. IT IS AN ONGOING PROCESS. I cannot understand why I still cannot achieve this stupid thing until now.  My determination has always been short lived 😦 . I almost reached the journey of being fit when I was in sec 4 (few more kilograms to my ideal weight). After coming back from a holiday in Malaysia however, I allowed myself to let loose and eat whatever the hell I want. I thought I was in controlled in that situation however I didnt know that my cravings and temptations can be more powerful than my determination. That’s the story on how my almost success story went spiral downwards. And my weight naik makin menjadi in polytechnic. Honestly, its hard to get the momentum going. This is the exact reason why my ‘new year’s resolution list’ cannot last for a year. It’s a continuation from the last last last last last last last year. And I am still not done with it!

6) Graduate with few awards. **Priority*** I need a lot of awards now looking at how pathetic my GPA is. Sooo…. STUDY SMARTER!!!!!! 2 more months !!URGHHH

7) BRACES (self explanatory)

8) Khatam Quran. Seriously. I cannot depend on the month of Ramadhan to start this mission anymore. I need to start like now.

– the list will stop here for now-

Maybe I should start doing monthly follow up so that I can get to achieve my goals quickly huh…

So Yep.

Hopefully I am able to motivate myself to do all of these things!

To the endless wishlist and more of it!



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!


Midpoint Update: November has been kind

Or maybe I choose to feel more optimistic rather than letting things get into my head and ruin my weeks. 😀

Anyways, I am pretty motivated to do well this month. This could probably results from a string of fortunate events that have occurred:

1) Passed GDP counselling (1 to 1 with JC)

2) Completed my turn of counselling (during class) for the topic on ASTHMA

3) Found Faber Castell Pens!

4) Walked through a bad storm (it’s fortunate and I’ll tell you why)

5) Shopping at POPLOOK (at last!)

ALHAMDULILLAH!! Alhamdulillah! Many praises to Allah for these blessings!

Among the stresses and the days that demands a lot from me, I am still able to find my smile.

First and foremost, I totally did not expect to pass my GDP counselling first time off. In all honesty, I think i did badly because I took so long to decipher the prescription and checking if there is any interactions/drugs duplication and whatnot on the prescription. To say that it was stressful for that 30 min Counselling test, I wouldn’t think it that way because it was counter balance with JC trying to light up the mood by chatting about other stuffs. A bit distracting but manageable. At the end of the Counselling test, JC mentioned that he was impressed that I am able to manage to link up the drugs and the conditions of the patient and he can tell that I know what I am doing / saying by the way I look up for the drugs in BNF through the system and not just bullshitting my way through…

I was of course shell shocked when he feedback that to me. I mean c’mon Faci… I was able to pass because of the following questions (after analyzing the prescription ) you asked, right? Because I feel that my level of knowledge is shallow as compared to my friend, Aisha. Her Counselling test was few hours before mine and she told me about how well her’s end up. It did not come as logical to me when she didn’t pass but I do. So, I felt guilty for passing after seeing how upset she was after her test with swollen red eyes. I didn’t text her right away about my result. I feel double guilty when she finally got to find out about my result and congratulate me through a friend. A guilty conscience needs to accuser. I  feel bad about it still.

On a brighter note, I clear my counselling test 1 to 1 with JC.

Rumors has it that a lot of people failed the test and a handful cried after it. Oral test can be overwhelming and demanding than it appears to be. I don’t blame them for feeling that way because I too was on the verge on saying ” Faci, I want to give up” during the test. This is one of the few moments where I thank myself for not saying my thoughts out loud.

Counselling during class was not bad too. I’d got the topic on asthma and it was…easy. I cannot afford to be too complacent in JC’s class so I guess it was okay. He tested me on counselling on the techniques of Inhaler device. I thought I counsel patient well.. but in the end I got shoot down because I mix up between fungal and bacterial growth if patient don’t gurgle mouth after inhaling corticosteroid for their long term preventive asthma therapy. Oral thrush = fungal growth. Got it.

So, my turn of counselling in class is over! Yay! But I’d still have tons of works to do. We still have to video the counselor on counselling on ALL the different types of inhaler devices as a team effort. One shot. That’s it. Actually, my team did it once but we encountered a glitch. As I was nearing to the end of my counselling in the video, my hands slip and the Accuhaler device fly out from my grip. It dropped dramatically on the floor. Funny as hell. We couldnt retake the video shooting because I was out of time. So we planned to do it again next Wednesday. Oh Man… Pray that everything ends up smoothly… It still made me happy 🙂

Yesterday, on my Friday class, Aqeem asked if Viagra can be swallowed out of the blue. All heads turn to him. Silence followed afterwards. We burst out laughing when he showed us the pen that got during his Internship. Other’s thn follow suit showing me the ‘special’ pen they got during their Internship.




Talking about pens… I am so delighted to announce that I have found Popular branch that sell my beloved brand of pen! Causeway Point! Hahah! All these while it was under my nose… hahahah!! Woots Check out my FABER CASTELL pens below!



All time favourite pens

Apart from the smooth writing i get, I like the design too! You might see me often in Causeway point Popular soon!


I mentioned earlier about walking through a storm earlier on. I feel that it’s an eye opener for me. So this happened after school when we were otw to bus interchange. It didn’t came to our mind to wait for the rain to stop before proceed. I guess we were all mentally tired after a day of GDP. Half way through the walk, the winds started to pick up speed, downpours become heavy and many burst of bright lights of lightning streak across the sky. Thunders heard in matters of seconds afterward. It goes to show how near we are to them lightnings! Visibility was up to only 5 metres in front. Road cones and signage started to fall. I grew uneasy with the situation. At that point my friends and I were climbing the second overhead bridge and we dont dare to cross it because firstly, I was personally scared and was convinced that the tree next to the bridge will fall & hit the bridge in the process and secondly the wind mercilessly blow the rain into the shelter which obstructs our visibility point. AllahuAkbar! How scared was I! My heart was in constant mode of zikir. I have never ever been in such a weather in singopore!  At that point my friends and I were drenched to the skin despite walking under the shelter… Kesejukkan terasa hingga dalam tulang. We only started to cross the bridge after we saw this guy in grey jubah brave through the cold and storm.

Once we finally reached the Bus Interchange safely, Aisha and I decided to walked around the mall to dry ourselves. We werent completely dry so when I got in the bus, the blast of cold air from the bus air con chills me to the core.

I did went into reflection mode during the walk to the bus interchange. Death keeps no calender. I could have died on my way home because there were tons of hazards that could take my life away but no… Allah still wants me to live. The whole journey gets it into me ah… AllahuAkbar.. I cant express it in words of gratitude about that whole event…

If Allah wants it to happen, it will and nothing will stop it for Allah is GOD of the universe. 

It’s an eye opener. I hope I treasure the seconds, hours, days , months, years before my time to part from this world. May Allah protect us all. Amin!

To sum everything up, this is a great month as there are a lot of things to gain from. Alhamdullilah! Alhamdullilah! Alhamdullilah!

I saw a quote a friend of mine shared on facebook and i will end this post off with it:

“A hopeless man see difficulty in every chances but a hopeful man see chances in every difficulty”