I am loved:)

It may sound conceited to say that as a title but after completing two scrapbooks of memories, it's how I feel. I am so happy because up to date, I've been able to finish these two books and there are still other materials which I need ANOTHER folder to fill up with:) It's absolutely heart warming to look through them all. Sometimes it's difficult to paste them all in, having to glue or cellotape them or cut them to size. but it's really worth it once i've filled everything up. Sometimes I feel like it's such a task and "when will i ever finish this?" when i first started. But i didn't have to worry at all because it really filled up fast!

I keep tidbits, even chocolate wrappers when I get them under such a special occasion. I treasure small scribbled notes of "thanks" or "sorry". I paste in receipts of memorable moments, usually when it's with someone. I stick in cards i got for raya, for my birthday...

Most of them are paper material. I dont usually stick in photos because they are such a hassle to print out and cost much.

There are letters from my mom because she writes occasionally (she is my first penpal anyways). There's a letter from my dad which i've been nagging him to write and which he finally gave me after i persisted that I really want one for my graduation. There's abundant of letters from the elf. I think i've said this before but it's still so funny when I think about it. There were so many even though we sat next to each other in class for the few months she stayed in Msia; and she still posts letters even after she went abroad. There are also uncountable letters from Aki. with the korean writings and all the merepek kerepeks she writes; which i love:)


Nunu's poems are in there too; even the ones she wrote on exercise book paper, and lyrics she penned down on a ripped paper.. There are chitchats with iman, the one we used to write when we were in lower secondary; lots of them starting with "are u mad at me, iman?". hihi.

There are many drawings from Kausar, all of them beautifully drawn and meticulously made. Owh, also many drawings from Siraj and origamis he made. There are small notes from Fuddy with the "caaliya is so busuk" and from yaya. There's my driving license mark - showing that i passed.. Wishes for my exams and my future undertakings... My first ever official paycheck in black and white... There's that section where there are letter saying happy birthday because that year I requested for a letter for my birthday:P

There are a few printed emails; among them from my primary school principal. Hellos from Nina, all the way from Germany. There are Nurun's letters from Brunei. Eventhough i get them very rarely, the envelope comes in a bundle because when she writes, there are at least 4 pages in there. There are a few letters though which are heartbreaking. Some saying that i've changed, some which made me cry so much when i read them. But it still makes me smile now:)
I know emails are much faster and many can be sent at a time. But snail mail and handwritten notes/letters/scribbles (as i've mentioned before in a previous post) are always the best.

Make me happy. Write me a letter. Or scribble a small note. Even better, buy me a chocolate. Anything:) and it'll be pasted in my special super awesome scrapbook.

Che Misteri

Wednesday: chemistry lab experiment; obtaining empirical formula of magnesium oxide. It was supposed to be a simple experiment but I think this was the craziest lab experiment so far. We had to repeat it 4 times because each time, there seemed to be something that we missed out. It's either that we didn't cover it instantly, or we didn't burn the WHOLE metal strip or we didn't follow the procedures accurately. But this was because there were confusions and our lab instructor said that we have to burn it first because if not, the experiment would take too long so we skipped a few instructions and well, see how well that turned out...

Someone once told me that doctors have no life. Like once they decide to forever be indebted to this profession, they literally marry their job. Sometimes I wonder; is this really the life that I want? Going through what I'm going now where things may get 100% more challenging and doing it for the rest of my life?

I'll post more later. Quite tired now. It's been a tough week... Thanks u guys for calming me down when I panicked.

imns open house

To quote from Iman, i am "not one of those chicks who post pictures on their blogs just to promote their new cheekbones. nyaha."

Okay2, I shall start with Iman's open house since we fought that day on if any of us actually read each others' blogs. Keep your hair on, Iman. Here goes the ultimate blog of a lifetime about your ultimately awesome open house which was inspired by (technically ME:P) our idea for a Raya Reunion for our batch and actually a get-together before saddiq flies off.

As (almost) always, I am the first guest. But of course, I am never a guest, I'm dubbed the 'regular' over there at iman's house. Yes, Iman's house is my third home (first my real home and second cyberjaya). I'm such a regular there that I have to do the dishes as well since I'm like a stepchild there. I know where they put the salt, the cocoa, the butter, the laddles and forks and spoons in her huge spotless kitchen. I know that you shouldn't touch the kuih table at the living room because Auntie Ilaine can so spot the fingerprints and both she and iman are so kiasu. I know so much, Iman knighted me as the second hostess:P

That was because Iman's chinx and sunway people came over. So she had to run here and there and attend to everyone else. One funny thing i realized during raya is that when people come, they wanna see the host. But the host is too busy making the guests comfortable (by getting drinks and filling up the empty kuih containters) and well... its a funny scene:P

Anyway, Fuddy came over early too! So we played taboo for a while. Auntie Ilaine too joined in and so did everyone else, until the first guests came over (which was Fattah and Musa). So after that, everyone came and the guests flooded in. The reunion was meant to be at 2pm but they came late and it was til 4pm til everyone (who was supposed to attend) came. Iman so 'didn't wanna talk to anyone' who was coming late or who didn't come. I do/did not wanna be one of them. Owh, Nurul called all the way from singapore:) It was really so sweet of her and my phone got passed around to everyone. THank you nunu:)

By 4pm, i was already so restless and eyeing the cake nonstop. We finally got to cut the super yummy moist cake:) Ate smore and took pictures (go to www.adnigeneration05.blogspot.com for more:)).

Later on we played some taboo with iman's sunway friends downstairs. (Iman why do we have to call it chinx against malays??? u said it yourself that racial issues should not even exist:P) Oh well, we had lotsa fun with them. Yeah, jowee is cool:) It's nice meeting u guys.

So yeah, all you people who didn't come. I really wish you did. Because it's meant to be a reunion for all of you. For all of us. Because we hardly meet and I really miss you people soo much!>_< You guys missed out on a lot. Please come next year!:)

If there will be anymore:P

with flying colours.

I heard one of the most inspiring stories ever told in my life today. What makes it more inspiring was that we heard it from the person himself....

Today we had a forum at CUCMS as part of the finishing school program. The topic was; How to Survive in CUCMS with Flying Colours. I found it quite a funny topic (the title that is). But the speakers were astoundingly amazing. It was one of the panelists who really impressed me with his story.

He is a first year medical student. But did not have and science background in his secondary school. He was in ma'had tahfiz and took exams (eg PMR) as a private candidate. And for his form 5 exam, all he learnt was sastera. No physics, biology or chemistry. He went for the interview at CUCMS due to his aspiring wish to become a doctor and discussed it with the head of foundation. After much discussion, he entered CUCMS with conditional offer. He entered in July. And sat for Olevel science papers (bio phys and chem) in November. In that same year. He passed with 'flying colours'. And now he is a medical student.

I was so perplexed and ultimately amazed at such an outcome and was deeply impressed! It gave me the motivation and inspiration to strive on and keep going because sometimes you feel like "why did I choose this type of lifestyle?". With the non-stop incoming assignments and sleepless nights and the fast-track classes. It will only get tougher... But that story really inspired me. And I shall succeed!

With hardwork and determination. InsyaAllah.

Five.

I like to sleep with a pillow over my head. With another pillow under my head of course. So it's like I'm sandwiched between two pillows:P I'm not so sure why... Probably to block out the light because I like to sleep with my door a bit open (while the light outside is on)... But basically I just feel like I NEED a pillow on my head yknow? Perhaps to block out any creepy crawlies from entering my ears like the mind-controlling leech thingies in Animorphs.

I like the smell of books. It might sound weird... But that's just how it is. When I enter Kino or MPH or borders, it's just such a wonderful feeling... It may be a feeling that u LIKE to be surrounded by books but to me, it feels like the smell of it. Specially new books.

I like clean new paper:) To draw on. There are too many possibilities of what may be on that paper. The creativity is endless.

I like to clean when under stress. When I can't study or seem to get anything into my head, I'd spring clean my room (and end up doing my cupboard and my drawers....). Or reorganize the kitchen (at my condo-hostel). Or wipe the washing machine. Or sweep the stairs. I am that weird. Maybe I like to do it because since I can't seem to accomplish anything in my books, at least I can accomplish stuff around me; ie my environment.

I dislike cockroaches. I have been stalked by a cockroach once. When I came back to cyberia, there was a HUGE cockroach on the curtains and I ran out at once (my mom sighed "Macam mane nak jadi doktor ni?"). And after I thought it was safe, I opened my cupboard and found it crawling behind my CUCMS shirt and ran out once again; to get Qila's and Azra's professional help. When they came, it wasn't there and suddenly it JUMPED onto Azra. And I ran out. Again. Aaaand Qila got it, wrapped it with tissues; and squished it. With her hands. And threw it in the dustbin downstairs. Next day, when I opened the lid of the dustbin, it JUMPED out and i ran upstairs and didn't dare come downstairs again. After convincing myself that it was gone, I went downstairs, only to be greeted with (probably the same) cockroach again. Which then Alina sprayed it til it pleargh-ed. (no, there is no such word. I made it up). If that is not stalking, i don't know what is... *shudders*

Iftar

i love breaking fast during the month of ramadhan:)

So this year, instead of Adni, Surau and home, there are two new venue of breaking fast which is at Cyberia and at CUCMS.

The past few years I broke fast at Adni once a year coz of the iftar and... and together with Adnians at Surau As-Shakirin at Damansara. Surau at Taman Dagang is a norm because my dad is the Chairman there... and home; of course. What is home without mama's cooking?:)

This year it's a bit different. Sometimes we break fast at cyberia because kak tqa cooks!:) Which is really a nikmat because i absolutely love her cooking. Sometimes we break fast at CUCMS because there is no time to cook or we're too tired... or class ends late. I had exam last week which was meant to begin at 6pm. But since there was class straight from the morning, we didnt have time to pray asar so when class ended at 6pm, prayed and sat for the exam which was by then 6:30pm. So we did the exam and by around 7:20pm, we could hear the azan already and amirah was like "Sir, sir, Dah boleh buke puase!>_<" So our lecturer took our karipap and apam balik and we broke our fast with that:D while having our exam. Lol.

Had bebuke at Adni today. To protect my princess from Ninjas. She is lucky to have me as her saviour:)

Reasons why.

this morning i agreed with aqilah to meet up at adni and study. Okay, it's more of me forcing her; but only because i absolutely could not focus on getting any work done at home... and I've been putting off my Bahasa Kebangsaan Folio. Funny thing is, when i tried to do my folio, I couldn't write a single sentence down without having the structure all wrong.. So I wrote everything in English and later on translated it to Malay. There were some I couldn't really translate so credit goes to Aki for helping me fix it up.

Aki got bored after a while and suddenly iman called. So she invited us over and we just chit chatted and got down to planning Gen05 raya gathering. Finally!:)

Thats all.