Sunday, December 3, 2017

Self-discovery About My Name!

I need to put this down. because. God's. works. are so. amazing! Subhanallah!

So sometime in the beginning of this semester, I introduced myself to an Arab woman over a Gelato socials after a Friday prayer. Personally she looks very much like Emma Watson, and when she speaks, I have to admit it, that she is just as charming! 

Amazing thing is, she asked me "Do I know the meaning of my name, Ulfah?"

My reply is: "Its similar to ukhuwah isn't it?" Because thats honestly what I thought.

Up until she said, yes but no, "ulfah is from allafa.... its like a bond of the heart" It was a new thing to me, and I didn't get it completely, so she gave me the surah it is from.

Now fast forward to 2 December, I decided to google the exact surah but I could not remember what surah the verse she said was from. 

And now, I found out that the roots of my name; alif lam fa - occurs 22 times in the Quran. 

And in the verb form, it simplified meaning is...... to reconcile!!! Reconcile is exactly the words of the year! The answer to how to reconcile is exactly what I have been searching for! Ill continue writing later iA if I have time. But for now, thats all!! 

For future reference

Saturday, June 17, 2017

SSOA Summer Exhibition 2017

Finally its happening, the annual summer exhibiton in our school. It becomes a highlight in all architecture school across the country to held a summer exhibiton. I missed the exhbition last year because I was already in Malaysia, so this time I kind of excited for this.

And thanks God, I got a job offer to become the SSOA student ambassador for the exhibiton, something I had wanted to be since my first year. Even though this time around my task was simply collecting glasses and registration, but its already a big step for me. I was already more than happy when I received the legendary black SSOA T-shirt.

Earlier this afternoon, employers from many companies came and checked out potential students. And we had opening ceremony at 6.30pm. Had fantastic opportunities talking to many groups of people today, and definitely thats a boost to my soon-to-be-final-year spirit. Hopefully inshaAllah. I am in need of this confidence so much atm.

What remarkable about today was, some questions that were asked to me by the seniors, that I already answered so many times like 'do you love architecture?' or 'how do you find second year?' and one said she asked because second year is basically the hardest of all. The questions were simple, and maybe a common one; but I do feel I have an honest answer about it now.

My relationship with architecture is a love-hate type. Sometimes I want to run away from it, but I know I cant really do that, half of my heart is stuck there. So I tried to overcome this by finding my purpose and position in this field - but then a master student replied to me 'you can never find your position in the architecture field, its complicated'.

But that aside, I also discovered that actually two of my friends are muslim! I am so happy beyond words because I could never tell all this while.


Monday, March 13, 2017

Yonex All England 2017

Did you know I now got two blogs? One is this and another one is for my fully malay side, and its on wordpress.

Skip that aside, I got to watch final of Yonex All England today! Big deal about that is because I got to play Dato' Lee Chong Wei plays live! And he won gold!

Also got to see Goh Liu Ying and Chan Peng Soon play double! See I just cant end my words without the exclamation marks! But performance on court aside, I lowkey respect Peng Soon on how he treats his fans because he's just there with us. Malaysian fans were mad chasing our atheletes. Understand how tiring it must have been for them but we got no chance to get close to Dato' Lee Chong Wei and even to take a picture with Goh Liu Ying was a challenge!

I just have massive respect for Chan Peng Soon for what he done shows me that it all takes that little effort to show people you appreciate them, and you hardly forget the feeling of being appreciated :)

Tuesday, November 22, 2016


Today is one of those days I had to awkwardly hug someone. Because, you know, girls like to hug every time they meet or actually on any random time. Not just to hug her became an issue, I had to explain why I am so not comfortable with hugs, which you know I am so miserable at explaining myself. And bless you this conversation took place in our studio which means everyone can actually hear what we're saying.

I decided to post that on InstaStory today.

I openly wrote on how I am not comfortable with touch and its getting very hard to explain it to people, especially with my best girl friends.

Later I received a private message from eizza suggesting me I should just say 'I have personal space issue', I never think of such term so I googled that out and yes! There's a disorder linked for that issue!

Personal Space Issue.

It all make sense now.

I was so happy not because I have that disorder or anything. But I was so glad there's a term that I can simply use whenever the needs arrive. And part of me is happy to have discovered another character in my personality. Its not major but its interesting because I'm so into that category.

I am always aware of direct touch on me, and by always I mean ALWAYS. Be it from cat, human or any animal. Now I get it why I am not so fond of some animal, because they can touch me whenever.  Now I get it why I cant eat when there's a cat nearby, because at most time the cat will touch me, or worst, jump on my lap.

And my private zone is my castle. I get very uncomfortable when people enter my room. And even now in the UK, my current room is a no-no area to the whole Sheffielders haha. 

Another relatable point of PSI, I hate being in line with someone at my back, which at most time I tried to avoid. In boarding school before, I hardly wait in line for anything. I let other people iron their school uniforms first because I dont like they staring through me. I remember leaving a queue just because the people in the line get so cramped and just recently in Manchester Airport, I let the people behind me to be in front of me just because I can't stand they standing too close to me. 

I spent quite some time reading about this interesting personal space issue over the web. Because I'm surprised how relatable it is.

I leave this one article just for the fun of it :p