Girls’ night out

School is going to reopen real soon, and the only thing that I’ve revised is Bernard’s lecture notes, which I found that I don’t really understand. Haha

I had a great fun last night, thanks to my friends (MAI Ex-classmates). It has been quite some time since the last time we meet up.

The noisy ones – as usual – Ain, Dian & me. ^_^

The main reason for the meet up is because Fathimah is setting off for UM tomorrow, so she wanted to meet up few friends before going the (& be a Malaysian) – hahaha no, I’m just kidding.

Well, there goes one more kid going off to U, while I’m still stuck at POLY.

So we’re supposed to meet at 5pm @ Bedok interchange, but for me, as usual I was late – purposely. Ain wanted to eat Dark chocolate truffle (Yum Yum, our favourite) so we decided to get one to satisfy our cravings.

Reached Simpang Bedok around 6.30pm, the waiters were already IRRITATINGly waiting for us. Seriously they were so IRRITATING. They stood beside our table waiting for the orders, which according to those who’d reach earlier, since the moment they sat on the table.

I had Fish& chips. Seriously, the fish was big – & I was scared. Hahaha. I couldn’t finish it up. Almost felt like vomiting.

After dinner we went to Masjid Al-Taqwa for Maghrib (& thus decided to wait till Isya’). Meaniwhile, there was this Ceramah on Sifat-sifat Nabi.

The ustaz was talking about Siddiq, Fathanah, Tabligh & forgot about the last one.

So our Ustazah Zafirah said, it’s Amanah. Then Dian helped to say louder (We were in the Female Prayer Hall, mind you). They tried to say a bit louder until the Ustaz can hear. The thing is, the ustaz was quite doubtful to our answer, which was CORRECT. Geraam jek.

We headed off to Bedok Corner for dessert (our Choc Truffle cake). As usual, the kecoh-ness. Zafirah trying to give tips and translate a few M’sian words for Fathimah. While the others, made stupid jokes and talked about just anything that came into mind.

I almost lost my precious watch. I thought I left it at the Masjid’s toilet while taking my Wudhu’. But thanks Ain, for returning it to me. Because I paid it with my own money, therefore I feel the lost.

Did I mention how JAKON Dian was with her sister’s new camera? Oh seriously, but she scolded (jokingly) Ain & I at the end of the day, saying that there’s lots of our pictures in there (as if we’re the ones going off to M’sia) Hahaha.