A big family iftar + bullying in disuise

Today's nuzul quran. So I got a whole day off but guess who like a few minutes left before isya' decided to squeeze in her blog. Well.. I was too lazy. So let's get on with this.

Period last 9 days. Monday & Friday, iftar with dear F. Friday also my first tarawikh prayer outside. Oh boy. What a race that was. 9.15 finish the prayer. Kwakk.

Satirday busy with our mom's side iftar. The big clean up and everything. It was nice. I loved it. 

Sunday, did a little bit of volunteering with the kids. One got a bit too snuggly with me. That lift me up. Also, big rest day.

At work, sort up bullying culture unless you are confident? I got this.

Anyways, I gotta go.

17th Ramadhan..

First day at P9, getting a hair cut

In my car, ahh. I hate rushing to the toilet during ramadhan in the mornings. Anyhow, it's 7.53 am. So I'm in a rush.

Monday - last day at P18, took pictures, said goodbyes

Tuesday - new place, register, tagged

Wedsnesday - pn H got back, on the nerve on viva, got my p 1 hour before break fast

Thursday - still tag

Friday - like no tag, too many many susulan rx, and surprise by how many pt on Friday

Saturday - appt gigi supposingly big day removing my braces, cash out wang pos, first time at hair salon

Sunday - filing tax, help out nasi arab dulang, break fast buffet the mines (sponsored)

Short story, working here is tiring. Huhu. Busy but tiring. And because the pf here a bit strict + new culture of meds, got a bit of afraid doing mistakes. System here not so good. Because Dr's notes not updated.

12.56 pm, hungry, fever

TGiaH

First facial, first day of Ramadhan, a surprise new

It's Tuesday. 7.55 am. New place of work. Forgot to blog yesterday. Fall down the stairs with bruise of my knee just to put out there.

Summary:

- Last week of prp, rushed for data collection

- Not yet viva

- Sudden news have to float at P9

- Went to facial with F, best part facial & head massage

- Had marrybrown, kfc

- First day of Ramadhan akak S's birthday

Okay, done.

7.58 am

TGiaH

Moving back home + post graduation photoshoot

Monday morning at screening 2. 8.18 am. Fuhh. Hope nobody notices me writing this. This week gonna be my last week as prp and the scariest is the great viva prp. Huhu. I'm already started to get anxious. Anyhow, let's talk about last week. 

I had 3 days of work and 2 off days. Working was great. Then thursday came. Had an awkward little morning cause I'm used to go to work. Took my last jog at my apartment. Ahh. I'm moving back in home. Got back home, had my last maggi there. Packed my stuffs and drove to Bangi. 

Friday. Tidied the house a bit. Took my sis S with her things and a little sushi date. It was so good that day. Later that night, came with ibu taking all my belongings back home. Sharing my last good byes and that was it. Arrived around 10-ish, S wanted a little McD ice cream treat. As I was the one with keys we had to go home first before going out again. Late night McD with the bundle bazaar was lit. So good seeing the other side of Bangi once in a while.

Saturday. Photoshoot day. My dad had something in the morning so went to the studio late. Oh boy, there was quite a crowd. The first I ever seen in a studio. Had the pictures taken. Funnily, my smiling was the most decent out of everyone. Haha. Three 8R with frame, a whopping RM 300. At least we get the softcopies. Then back home for zohr, rush out to Gombak. The traffic jam was terrible. So we arrived at 4 thirty-ish? Obviously, no time to return the robe. My dear cousin A promise to help me out with makeup, styling and photographing. She also did a little video shoot. It was nice but I did hope a slightly little less makeup and a more comfy hijab style. Anyhow, it was lovely.

Sunday. My dad helped me out with returning the robe. While I had a kenduri date with my uni usrahmate, A at Malacca. It was lovely. We drove from Bangi 12 pm and spent 2 hours there. Had a great time with the bride and kakaks I. It was lovely. After that, we stopped pray. Before we went back home, of course we had a little stop by at Coconut Shake Bukit Katil and Mango Float. The coconut one was certainly good but not as perfect as the Coconut Shake Kampung Hulu. The traffic was bad the way home. But it was nice. Back at home at 9.30. 

So that's was my week.

Thank you, 

TGiaH

Convocation Day + getting scammed (not me)

I actually forgot to blog last Sunday. Kyaa. But I have an excuse cause Sunday night, me & my family went to a weddingg. My father's family angkat Cameroon. The setting was so niceee at Villa Rimba Flora Damansara I think. Would be nice if my wedding there but obviously not cause I got a whole big family to feed. Haha. Did I mention I wore a shawl for the first time in a long long time. 

Last week's highlight was two which the first my convocation day. I wasn't really happy that morning during the photoshoot before the ceremony cause I felt I was only doing it to make my family happy. My mother was in an okay mood. Fuhh. Alhamdulillah. 

Perhaps let me tell about the scam part. Tuesday. I was at work having my lunch when my mother call bursting emotion of slight rage I tell you about my sister being dumb and got scam. I was pretty sure my sister was hell shock and she had her biology SPM the next day. That night I went home. Had a talk with my sister asking if she was okay which she obviously tried to be strong about it. My poor sister. Somehow the scammer got into her subconscious mind or something so she wasn't in her right mind. Like literally she just realised after my mother checked her account balance. From her, my mother's, my brother's. The scammer sucked all the money. The damage? RM 7000. Poor my sister. I did cry also because somehow I was protected from that, how blessed I was? Alhamdulillah.

So hence, my mom wasn't really okay which affected the fam. But after convo, she seem to be better. The ceremony was perfectt. I wish I could experience it again. The day was a rush. Pictures-lunch-zuhr prayer-ceremony-picture2 with friends-mak teh's house. Oh did I mentioned I bought tulipss. It was the most beautiful thing I had. TT.TT So the day, my mother wanted to buy a chocolate bouquet of flower. A BIG one. And because of everything, yeah that didn't happened. But the good thing is we got a pretty decent bouquet in front of my uni. I had to pay first of course (and a few other things until my mom's pay slip). 

I met my roommate S by chance so lucky us we prepared together. It was a bit of a rush for us. And the funny thing is I don't know how to tie the robe thingy. Also, my mom. Haha. Aside from that, my mortar almost fell off when my turn come. Ahaha. And then I come to know countless beloved friends of mine watch me on stage. Super embarass. Then they had the parents song and finishing the scroll session. The rector's speech was lovely and IIUM song. The selawat burdah was amazingg. 

Then, we had the whole batch picture. Lucky me, I got pic with kak S & K. Seperately, though. I caught up with my K after that. Poor him. We went to my aunt's house after that. I got a surprise. My cousin A handly made a bouquet and draw me a pic. Awww. Huhu.

It was a blessed day, indeed. And by the end. I'm grateful.

Alhamdulillah,

TGiaH

Submitting my logbook + getting the robe size I want + preconvo + 1 day staycation at KL

Haha. I just really want to write all that in the title. Before I continue, ladies and gents let me lie down and play my phone for 5 minutes. Muawhaha. Sorry not sorry.

That turned to 30 minutes. Okay, let's get on with this.

Guess who submitted her logbookkk. Me, me, me. Alhamdulillah. Feeling the full combined logbook in my hands ahhh. Felt so so surreal. Like this is what I have been up to this past one year, my efforts, my hardwork, my one year story. Rasa sayang pon ada. Aduhh. So now just left with DMTAC presentation and the big viva. Fuhh. Scary. Please make this easy for me Allah.

Moving on to Saturday, went to the post office getting the postal order (1 notes had to pay like RM5.90), fie notes? Yikes. Then went to uia with my dad, Alhamdulillah rezqi I got the size I want. Turns out like only 60% of the students retrieve the robe by the time I came (which was the following weekend), so there were a lot of normal sizes left. A mini photoshoot then took off to get my sister anddd off to KL. 

I went home late the night before (went out with F), and went on with my mom's staycation at KL idea. So it was kinda very last minute. We choose Vortex KLCC which when we arrived of course it's not as magical as Penang (which was like the the perfect coziest stay for us), it's still nice and near to KLCC. All except the parking which that is a nightmare. Huhu. My lil sis, S has SPM the next Monday so I guess studying was a bit off for her. I wish I was laidback like her when I was having my SPM or maybe not. Hehe.

We went out for a lil grocery at 7e but the 7e was too small. Walked out a bit and wallah found a pub (astagfirullah), mynews (Alhamdulillah), mcd and my cu (I forgot the spelling). Got the groceries, and burgers and rushed back for maghrib. I just discovered then that my fam never had Mcspicy. I'm glad they oved it. I had to went out to get my robe later for a mini family photoshoot at the hotel. Then, a late night maggi snack time. Ahhh. It was just perfect. 

The next morning, my dad had to go early to finish some orders and H misses his cats so he went along. I find it such a waste to stay in so then the girls in the fam just had to got KLCC. Haha. Just photos, exploring. Like how much I love the Malacca trip and so do I love this one. I guess 1 day trip are just perfect. And we realise how much we get out of it too. 

Anyhow, I'm writing the next Monday pretending it's a Sunday (I do feel like this is a Sunday as I took the day off). 

KL and trip,

TGiaH

Breathing work miracle, her home, my comfort

Another weekend, another sunday, another blog only this time from my phone with my dad driving (drifting) by my side. This week I managed to get my logbook marks (a few), and submit my report. So.. I got some extra time this weekend. 

My weekend went:

Saturday: Out with F for her wedding hantaran, dentist appointment (probably 2nd last), shop hijabs & got ice cream for the fam. I spent the rest of the day with my family. And.. worrying about my convo robe. I know I'm a bit silly and miscalculative sometimes. Had a good cry bc of it. Whopps. 

Sunday: Meeting dear A after like 2/3 years, A grown so much and OMG this girl I swear gets prettier by the day. She lights me up in a way. I don't know how she does that but meeting her makes me feel yup I'm certainly blessed. Thank you Allah for lending her into my life. 

Just to add, she said Im like her home. And I said she is like my comfort. Something about her is.

Thenn, I went out to send off little S with my dad. I nearly miss them but gladly I didn't. The time spent in the car. So precious. Alhamdulillah. 

Maghrib came & honestly I'm tired and sebak after meeting A. I felt kinda lost and in need of a good cry. But I couldn't manage the time before jumping on the car. I took a bit of time to breath. 2 then 5 minutes. At first, okay. Then it came. The sobs. Allah rindu. Allah rindu Allah. After the few tides, thank you Allah. The pang of sadness went away like it was nothing. Subhanallah.

Missing Allah is true. A miracle.

TGiaH