停_看_听 （雨中即景）

我们永远也不会知道一份成功背后付出的努力不懈，
我们永远也不会知道一份安逸背后暗藏的澎湃汹涌，
我们永远也不会知道一份笑容背后隐藏的卑微故事，
我们永远也不会知道一份幸福背后挣扎过的辛酸史。


今天去上班的路上，下起了倾盆大雨！
我不自觉地的感到不耐烦。
打开雨刷和车头大灯，心不甘情不愿的继续车程，前往工作地点！

这时路上有许多的摩多车骑士把摩多车停在一边。。。
有的骑士拿起雨衣准备穿上，要继续在雨中上路；
有的骑士没有准备雨衣，则是无奈地停在天桥底下，盼望着雨可以变得小一点。
我顿时感觉自己是幸福的！
大家不都一样，下雨天的早晨，那么好睡觉的天气！
七早八早就必须起床赶去做工！
一辆一辆的摩多车，
有些骑士是要骑车到对岸（新加坡）准备开工！
有些人是家里的一家之主，
有些人是家里的唯一支柱。
不管刮风或下雨，依旧必须风雨不改的到工作地点！
为了就是胡一口饭吃~

车子再开前一点，雨不停下，很大！
我看到一群外劳，手里拿着刚刚打包好的早餐，早已变成落汤鸡！
他们各个站在路旁，淋着雨，准备过着马路到对面的工厂准备开工！
交通灯转绿了，没有车愿意停下来。
无奈地他们只好冒着大雨，站在路边等着过马路！
没有雨伞，没有雨衣，没有一丝笑意，没有任何防备。。。
我顿时感觉自己是幸福的！
离乡背井，
如果不是自己的国家没有工作机会，
有谁愿意飘洋过海的来到一个人生地不熟的地方工作！
没有家人，没有朋友，没有自己的安乐窝，没有汽车，
下雨天还没有雨衣、雨伞~
为别的国家的百姓，盖屋子、建高楼、铺大路。。。
自己未来的路却一天一点的铺着，看不到尽头~
在别人的国家，靠着微薄的薪水，过着卑微的生活。
我们是该知足了！

过了交通灯，进入眼帘的是一个小小的巴士站。
有学生、有上班族、有小孩和老人~
巴士还没有到，虽然站在屋檐下，
可是还是抵挡不了天空突然下起的滂沱大雨！
全身湿淋淋的~
我顿时感觉自己是幸福的！
巴士，
一个多么伟大的交通工具！
当我们正在愁着没有parking Lot 的时候，还有很多人在等着巴士！
因为不能准确的预测巴士到的时间，很多人都必须在比原定的时间更早出门！
他们把时间都卖给了等待！
巨大的巴士里，成就了多少人的小小愿望！
一个多么方便的代步工具！
巴士到站时的喜悦，对很多人来说，绝对是一天的小幸福！


下雨天，让我顿时感到我是幸福的！
（虽然或许还有比我更幸福的人还在家里睡着舒服的觉）
这时，让我想起一句话：
我自己感到很难过，因为我没有鞋穿——直到我遇见一个没有脚的人。
一直很喜欢这句话！
可是人类总是要在别人的不幸中寻找到幸福，
真。的。很。可。悲。

知足常乐  我深深的体会到了！
（虽然我的知足，来自别人的不足！）
醒来发现自己还呼吸着，代表我还活着，美好的一天要面对！
眼睛睁开看见心爱的人在身边，代表我并不是一个人，我不孤单！
早上可以准备一份早餐，代表我并不愁吃喝，还一直想着要减肥！
八点必须到工作地点，代表我有份安稳的工作，每个月有薪水！
电话响爸爸妈妈打来，代表有家人关心我、爱我、关怀我！
下班后或周末有约——看戏吃饭，代表生命中有要好的朋友圈！
我人生中小小的幸福！
或许是很多人心中的奢望~
我感恩！
真心感恩，衷心感谢！

不管怎样，大家都在努力的生活着！
我们永远也不会知道一份成功背后付出的努力不懈，
我们永远也不会知道一份安逸背后暗藏的澎湃汹涌，
我们永远也不会知道一份笑容背后隐藏的卑微故事，
我们永远也不会知道一份幸福背后挣扎过的辛酸史。
每个人都是有故事的人！
不要用自己的眼光看别人！
为每个在为生活努力打拼的人 加油！

下雨天——感触良多！

p/s：真的很庆幸，大雨在我到达办公室之前就停了！

写一首情歌送给你

你的温柔， 是我爱你的理由，
不知何时你会牵起我的手。

默默守候， 一直陪在你左右，
只要一转身我就在你身后。

我的爱够不够， 我在等着你回眸，
心中爱的旋律开始弹奏。

爱的沙漏，无情把岁月带走，
你是否愿意与我长相厮守。

你的吻，你的爱， 像一个礼盒，
拨动我心弦响起一首情歌，
一起 把爱涂上彩虹颜色，
多希望时间能这样定格。

感情不是一加一等于二，
迁就关爱绝对不能打折，
需要呵护耐心灌溉和加热，
把爱写进我们爱的纪念册。

我愿意 我愿意 和你在一起，
一起拼凑爱的一点一滴，
谢谢你给我所有美丽的回忆，
每天晴空万里风和日丽。

甜蜜蜜 甜蜜蜜 不和你分离
勾勾手约定要彼此珍惜
我爱你 我爱你真的好爱你
写一首情歌送给你

Flashback

Accidentally read my own blog.

Last update was 2013, when I just get my offer letter to work as a Pharmacist! 

16/12/2013, noted the ending of jobless life :)

Time flies.

2 years + 9 months. 

Working as a Pharmacist!

From a Provisionally Registered Pharmacist (PRP)  to a Fully Registered Pharmacist.

From a Hospital Pharmacist to an enforcement officer in the Pharmaceutical Division.

I was trying very hard, trying to recall back those days I worked in

 HOSPITAL SULTANAH AMINAH.

A place that nurtured me as a pharmacist. 
Tough, but make me grow strong and great! 
A place that trained me to be a great people. 
I hope I am.... and will continue be an awesome pharmacist. 
A lot of great people met. 
Guided me, trained me, leaded me and tortured me... 
Make me who I am today! 
:)

I had been serving in HSA for 1 year + 4 months

Completing my PRP training!

The Road Taken: Being a Pharmacist

AND NOW

A different path was taken.

A different field was chosen. 

An Enforcement Officer in the Pharmaceutical Division.

Loving it OR not? 

I don't know.

It is an interesting field, with a plenty of different job scope/department~

a) Licensing (LESEN)

b) Inspection (PEMERIKSAAN)

c) Intelligence (RISIKAN)

d) Raiding (OPERASI)

e) control of the entry point (KAWALAN PINTU MASUK)

f) Investigation (SIASATAN)

g) Prosecution (PENDAKWAAN)

h) KAWALAN FARMASEUTIKAL DAN PERLINDUNGGAN PENGGUNA

Worth to understand the ROLE of each and every department.

Next blog, perhaps? 

:)

The ending of JOBLESS life

Finally, the last call had arrived!

I am going to be posted in JOHOR, as expected.

Happy??? Yes, definitely :) I am no longer JOBLESS.

16th Dec 2013 is going to be a historical date to me.

The day I register myself to the Johor state Health Department (JKN) and I can know exactly which hospital I am going to working soon!

There are 13 of us from USM get posted in Johor.

Great! hehe~ 

Hope for the best for all my friends :)

Really hope there are some coursemate work together with me!!!

Hospital Sultanah Aminah (HSA) is my first option.

It is a huge Hospital in JB...

Red-coloured, with magnificant sea view :)

A busy and hectic one I guess.

I sincerely hope that I can cope with it well :)

*Pray Hard*

Waiting for Monday (16th Dec) to come... ... ... ...

PRP (Provisionally Registered Pharmacist) Life going to START soon. 

REAL SOON.

One step closer

Provisionally Registered Pharmacist

The second letter, from the Malaysian Pharmacy Board, is received. A good sign, meaning that I am ONE STEP CLOSER to be a PHARMACIST (Provisionally Registered Pharmacist,PRP). On the other hand, this means that my way-too-easy-and-free-and-boring life is going to end soon. What I am going to do now is to wait for the last call from the Ministry of Health, to register myself and start my BRAND NEW LIFE.

Soon. Very Soon.

To be frank, I am not so ready, yet. Not so ready to have any commitments and responsibilities, after being so stress-free for about 5 months. BUT, this is what I am supposed to do. OR I should say this is what I am waiting for, after studying so hard for 4 years in USM. Waiting to serve the Nation, the country, the TAX PAYERS :)

I am not so sure, by now, what should I suppose to do to prepare myself. I sincerely hope that all my KNOWLEDGE about DRUGS is still attaching strongly in my brain, after 5 months of 'DRUG-free' period.. I pray silently in my heart that I can have full strength to gracefully go through the 52 weeks of PRP's life in whatever Hospital: working under great preceptors, meeting good friends and colleagues and seniors, earning what-so-ever experiences as well as bombarding myself with even more clinical knowledge...

It is so hard to believe that in another one month time, I will be wearing a white coat and get myself enrolled in the healthcare world. I am SERIOUSLY nervous. Million of thoughts running in my mind. I really hope that I can cope with it well. I should have more CONFIDENCE and FAITH in myself, keep monologue-ing in my heart: I am the BEST!!!

I believe that when the time comes, everything will be fine. REAL FINE. 

For the time being, what I need to do is pray REAL hard for my posting (Johor?Melacca?Seremban?). AND enjoy the every moment right now before I am too busy to enjoy my life. AND perhaps, PACKING (pack my formal clothes and maybe some food, just in case I need to go far away) 

Best of luck to me.

and........

Best of luck to those PRPs that are about to register themself on 4th Nov :)

The Road Not taken by Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth; 

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day! 
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

By Robert Frost


This is the poem I love the most.

There is often a diverging of choices for us in some point of our life.
Too much to choose, is often the major problem.
We will never know, which choice is better.
No turning back...
There is NO WAY to come back to the beginning.
But we can choose to enjoy during the journey we had chosen.
Whatever we choose, we are destined to be.
WALK the way we choose...
STRIKE for the best!  
Till the end... ... ... ...

Big Feast

Lately, I went for a SERIOUSLY super classy Japanese buffet lunch at Jogoya, StarHill Gallery.

It is my first visit there. 

OR I should say this is my first time to pay so much money for a meal.
Not to mention, it is EXPENSIVE, despite the 50% OFF for ladies.
However, I could say that the price is totally worth; for the wide variety of food from Japanese, Western and Chinese cuisine, the free flowing Hagen-Daze ice-cream as well as the romantic and tranquillizing atmosphere.

I do enjoy the buffet, A LOT!
The place and the food is totally amazed me.

And it is really PERFECT to hang out with friends at place like that.

Nevertheless, I can feel my heart-aching.
Not because of the pricing (Well.... Undeniable, price do contribute a little for my heart-aching)...
BUT I somehow feel a bit guilty to having such a big feast while some people in other part of the world are struggling so hard, just to fight for one bite.
After the buffet, looking at my own table and other tables around, inevitable, there is always some wastage of food.
The bad feelings and guilts, again, overwhelming.

The poor need FOOD TO LIVE while others LIVE FOR FOOD!

This sounds pessimistic, but I do feel bad, really BAD!

Just the a Chinese saying goes: 朱门酒肉臭，路有冻死骨。

What to do?

I do enjoy A LOT, as well.

Of cause, I am NOT so rich enough to say loudly that the buffet is affordable or reasonable...

But ONCE IN A BLUE MOON... ... 

A little bit of ENJOYMENT for food, sounds no harm... ...

(Though, deep in my heart, I do feel that paying so much money for A MEAL is often UNNECESSARY)