Life is good..without oncalls.

I would like to thank my senior pharmacist for being considerate not to put me on any oncalls this December :) So i have a free month and weekends , i Allah! ( hahaha.. not so free, since i have very last minute wedding preparation to be done!)

Anyway, for my first weekend this December, i enjoyed it with my beloved girlfriends that i havent met for ages!

my partners in crime, MAFIOSO!

it was really really SUPER duper fun to meet your highschool 'sweethearts' who went to detention,headmistress's room, group counseling together, sneak-out at nights, and many more! Though it was only 5 of us, but the whole restaurant was filled with our laugh yg tak ingt. Kemek was supposed to join us, but due to unforeseen circumstances ( hubby was sick) she had to cancel :(...But ,spending times with them made me miss them so much. We didnt really get to hang out that often, we have 2 doctors, banker, event manager, teachers, lecturer and MOST OF ALL the distance!! its so hard to get all of us together :( Not to mention, 3 of us are married and ill be joining them soon :) These are the people that i met everyday in school, we eat, read,study,weed, sleep, play,pray together. The ones that i shared my ups and downs in school ( takde la down sgt, except when the principal thought that we are girls, but the most that we did, is sneak out from school to play BOWLING! can u believe that?! haha.
But its funny, how we don't keep in touch,with all of us that often, but when we meet up, it feels like we talk to each other everyday! I guess, that's the beauty of high school girlfriends!

My beautiful inside outside girlfriends.

4 sekawan from the college days.. Wish mima was here with us, but she's far away in Germany.. Shafaf is working as a doctor in the UK now so she's back for a while :) And Pupu, the Kiwi Mama of her son, is still as cute as before...and yes, spending times with them made me realised that i miss them much too :(


My much beloved Brisbane girlfriends, that i always feel like family.
and now, im getting ready for spa evening with Nurul n Shira, and yes, how i wish Zara,Ili and Mia were here in KL!!
Dont worry Mr... i still love you much sayang :) Thank you!

ps. how nice if i dont have any oncalls at all :) Mr, can i be a housewife please..

Cant Get Enough of Them!

One of the best things about the celebration/holiday.....



is family..

and these kids ( my little munchkins) are the joy of all.
I could spend hours, days with them.
and auntie is so, sorry girls.. i have no recent Eid's Lana and Aysha solo picture, in my phone .

but,
I really had great weekend with them..

and

ALL my brothers, forced me to DRIVE! ( as some of you might know, i just got my licence this year,, and it has been months :) hehe. ) and yes, not very proudly im saying it, i failed a couple of times :)
. i could get pharmacy license but not driving license! :) thats what the JPJ guy told me. But now i have my license already :) hehe. Usaha tangga kejayaan! :)
All of them, meaning to say my brothers ( the married and unmarried ones ) were in the car, invigilating me , to make sure, im competent enough to drive ;) haha. . a fun way of get together huh! laughing hard at me, seeing my skills of driving! but thanks bros!

and yes,
i was sad on Sunday, as i need to leave home for KL earlier than the rest of the family!

Life..

An elderly man came to the pharmacy counseling room today. With three bags of medicine asking me to counsel him on the medications. After hours of explaining on how to inject insulin for his diabetes,taking nitrate tablets for his chest pain , cutting some of the hypertension tablets into half & quarters and the proper administration other medications..He was too old to quickly grasp the information, right technique, moreover, his limited hand capability ( few fingers were not working) actually hindered him from being able to do it himself. Therefore, i asked him if he has anyone at home to help him with his medication. And sadly , at that age.. no.. he is living alone..

His children whom according to him, he has raised them with full education and stable job, have left him all alone after he has transferred all his saving money and the house to them! to make things worse, I found out that he has not been taking his medication ( which explains the 3 bags) because he has no money to buy food. He tried taking the medication without food, it ended him suffering from severe gastric and bloating. ( mind you at least he has 10 medications for his hypertension and diabetes and cholestrol)

He is around my father's age and i could not imagine my dad being in his situation. nauzubilah. Living alone with no caregiver, or not even a visitor, at that age is quite heart-rending. I pray to God, it wont happen to any of my loved ones and me.

On the other hand, to us, children out there, no matter how angry or dissapointed you are with your father/mother, ( or maybe you are just plainly dumb and insensible not to appreciate your parents) Maybe im hearing only one side of story from the poor father but that doesnt change the fact that he is still their father. He may not be the best father, you might think so, but HE IS STILL YOUR DADDY. Its our responsibility, to take care of our parents. This man was reluctant to leave the small flat that he is living in now, because he told me the children know he is living there, but he has no idea on how to reach them. ( if i had the chance to meet them, i might have scolded them..really bad.. and the fact that their father CANT live alone. His medication, his limited abilities to use his fingers and eyes. ok enough, this kind of things could boil me up inside )

I am thankful to Allah to be blessed with great parents... My dad who recently just got discharged again from hospital, is the coolest dad ever, to me! He trust me and I trust him too..to be strong in fighting whatever he is having now. I love you Ayah.


thanks to my dear friends, for their concern, who constantly sms and call..asking how was my dad doing. truly appreciate that.

Dorm Sweet Dorm

I went to my alma mater, during my friday lunch break at work,

to invite my beloved teachers to my wedding end of the year.

Was supposed to be joined by Jelot, Fatty, Apoo and last minute, Inarah and Nerk! But being doctors they are, had to cancel last minute due to time constraint and Fatty had last minute meeting.

So it was just me and my sister, and later, Nerk, the most mischievous kid in the batch joined us! The funniest thing that the teachers said was, actually every school need a girl like Nerk to spice things up in school life :) totally agreed.

I really had fun meeting the teachers...catching up stories and all. As HKL is quite nearby to the school, they were thrilled to know that me and Jelot are currently working there. ( no more long que for check ups and meds! they said. ) They were really surprised to see Nerk and they insisted us to go and say hi to our beloved warden, Ustazah Einee who is now a headmistress in another school.

And yes, they still couldnt believe that me and my sister are SISTERS! yes, she's the tall and slim one ;) She was in Saphire house/dorm , I was in Ruby.. She was a basketballer, i was a netballer. .The only time that most of the teachers that we are sisters, was when my dad, the same dad went up to the stage for our PMR and SPM result ;)

Anyway the teachers told us that, we just missed an Australian who just came to the school to pay a visit. Apparently, his great great grandfather was the one who designed the school building during the Japanese occupation, or before. Couldn't remember. The head warden/principal's house was actually his house that he built and later was used as a hospital during the japanese war! that explained the ghost stories back then! :( The Australian was so thrilled and excited to see that the building is still there, exactly the same. even the two houses!

back to story of my school.

Though there were only 8 teachers that i know of, still in that school, but all of them had become principal, vice principal, head of departments and senior teachers. Moreover, the name of the school is different, (well MY school, Sekolah Seri Puteri, KL has been moved to Cyberjaya,and now its Sek. Men Sains Seri Puteri in KL.) though i dont see the point of moving the school and replace it with another new school with name skolah yg lebih kurang same?! what were they thinking?!.

i still strongly feel that 5 years in that small piece of land with small number of girls are better than 2 years of school with big number of girls in a small land, or 5 years of school with big number of girls in a big LAND!

I never went to Cyberjaya, but my sister did during her final year of school. but both of us ( and the teachers!) agreed that we prefer the old surrounding with the old tradition and the old place..

i still feel that the kolam ayer place is my place. The place that i grew up for 5 years with my friends, and taught me to be what i want to be. The place that i spent most of teenagers time day and night! The place that i truly miss and have shaped me to be what i am now. thank you Allah.

If i had a daughter, i wish i could send her to SSPKL.. from form 1 to form 5. .
experience the same experience that i had.
but i know that fact that..
there is no more 5 years of SSP KL!! sadly.

Dear Mr.

to the love of my life,



( one of the few similarity that we have is sports)

we've been through a lot. ( name it, we got it!)
ups and downs
sweet and sours
love and hatred
like and dislike
happiness and sadness
joy and anger.

but still, our love is strong.

i love you ..
so much.


counting days to be your wife. :)
may 'us' be blessed by Allah,,always be.
Happy Birthday Sayang

birthday boy celebrated at Bangsar.

were playing golf at golf course simulator in bsc, hence the golf glove and casual attire of him,
(off from work on bday)
but not me, was in my work attire, still.