composed this in the lab. Just finished assembling yet another 3 tubes of Polymerase Chain Reaction (PCR). O Allah! May the results turn out to be promising… I’m already in the 17th week (out of the 20 weeks) of my attachment. yes. Just imagine having to perform the same experiments repetitively for 15 weeks (minus the 2 weeks I was on MC) n not getting much favourable results. The experiments actually worked before. That was waaaay during the 6th/ 7th week. Then suddenly, they just continued to be disappointing. Scary right? Esp. when I got to know that one of my friend at SGH has already submitted her MP n poster.

nevertheless, I also have to count my blessings for having such an understanding, kind and patient supervisor. When I told him abt my poor results n apologised, he went something like: "no no. it’s okay. Ur health is most important. Just keep on trying. It can be tricky (the pipetting), but there’s no shortcut. At the end, if there’s still no result, we’ll see what we can do to submit ur project. U won’t fail ur project." Ameen!
MaasyaAllah. Baik kan?

Never did I know that I can be this patient. My siblings n Mom used to describe me as impatient. "kalau nak tu, nak hari ni jugak. Tak boleh sabar2.." heh.
Alangkah bagusnye kalau sifat tak sabarku itu disalurkan pada penyelesaian projek2ku, kerja rumah yang melambak tu, rasa tak sabar utk beribadat kpdNya…

But now, things have certainly changed. My level of patience seem to have increased tremendously… but sometimes when u’re too patient, u tend to hide ur feelings, have the "just let it be" or "takpelah…" or "biarlah ku tanggung ni sendiri…"… terpendam je kat dlm tu, sampai jd jerOk. Yg terluka siape? Diri sendiri lah…

or maybe it’s just me who’s too sensitive. Probably. Used to be sensitip n emotional habes. Still am. Tak ubah2 dr dulu.. tkde angin, tkde ribut, takde bg signal, trus nnt meleleh je air mata. Ceh. Buat malu je. -_-" kene jd kuat tau Khadijah. Tk boleh nk lembik2. Tak boleh ikutkan perasaan sgt. Mesti maintain. try k? =D

n yes. always look and scrutinise urself, n reflect upon ur own words and actions first before looking at others' k Khadijah? :)

……………
somehow, was reminiscing some conversations I had with Huda long looooooong time ago. Abt how we once shared with the class that one day both of us will join effort to build an instituition or centre that focuses on al-Qur’an (lead by Huda) n Arabic language (head by me). Tinggi betul cita2 kitorang mase tu eh Huda? Semangat membara habes~ the respective fields are our deepest passions =D

N then abt how we once discussed a bit about walimah. Hehe.

Me: best kan kalau kiter nikah same hari!
Huda: same hari?! Eh. Tak naklah…
Me: knp?
Huda: kiter nak tengok awk nikah…
Me: a’ah eh… hmm~ takpelah, kitorang nikah kat same pelamin lah! *wide smile*
Huda: pelamin? Awk nak ke ade pelamin?
Me: alar..kiter bukannye kisah sgt ade pelamin ke takde, yg penting kitorang kat tempat yg same. Dgn pasangan kitorang. Awk bleh tgk kiter. Kiter bleh tgk awk……

Sikit lebih kurang begitulah perbualan innocent dua orang sahabat… ;)

N guess what?? ~5 mins later, Huda msged. Wanna discuss something. N that something turned out to be the same something that have been haunting my mind for the past few days. Ish. Sampai termimpi2. dalam bulan Ramadhan pulak tu! astaghfirullah... Therefore I understand how u must be feeling. Coz me feel the same. Cubaanya sgt hebat ya Allah! Maka kau tabahkanlah hati kami berdua…

…………….
Alhamdulillah, the Chai Chee iftar organised by Nur Ikhwan went well. Full cooperation from the volunteers. Leaving many hearts touched. Including mine. Jazaakumullaahu khaira jazaak. Jgn serik k? ;)

One of the many memorable parts would be when sis Diyanah, sis Saqinah, Farhana n me had to squeeze, oh yes, I really mean squeeze at the back of the van, alongside a big periuk of Briyani, a big periuk of Ayam Masak Merah, a big plastic bag of sujis (this was placed on my lap), few trays of fruits, and hundreds of styrofoam n paper/plastic cups, bowls, plates,forks,spoons, containers. Not forgetting the big container of dalca. To top it all off, somehow I was sitting in a position yg kakinye terkelipit. Fuh! Sedaaaaaap~ heh. anw, many thanks to Saddiq n family for the van! :D

Dlm van tu, kitorang ape lagi, "kenyang bau" laa…cobaan~ dah takdir, penghabisannye, takde sebutir nasi briyani dan setitik kuah (isi tu mmg dah jauh la) ayam masak merah tu pun yg selamat masuk ke dlm mulutku ini. Bubur pun tak dpt rase. Dah sampai rumah baru teringat psl bubur (boleh gitu).

Bubur yg ku ceduk masukkan dlm bepuluh2 mangkuk, bubur yg kak Saqinah ter’simbah’ siket ke tanganku tak kurang dr 4 kali…panas wei~ nasib baik tak melecur. Kalau melecur kan dah risau zauj kiter (hehe.. suker~) ...bubur yg sis Fiza described as "sedap giller" in her blog…. Takpelah… dah bukan rezeki kiter kan.. =)

The other unforgettable part would be when my Spectacles Ajaib dived into the toilet bowl while I was taking my wudhuk (thx again sis Fiza for helping me with pipe, esp the hand washing part. Ahakz). Luckily I just flushed the bowl beforehand. If not…eeeeeii!!

Why Ajaib? because even after being crushed during sleep at the times when I left them on the bed; after being stepped on n kicked by some ladies at the mosques n musollas (takpe. Kiter tau korang tak sengaje n tak nampak. Pulak tu my specs are rimless), they are still usable. All the way since sec 4. Which means that my eye power has not increased ever since! Phew~ hamdan lillah.

~5 days of Ramadhan to gooooO~ :(