THE LIFE & TIME OF THE FADZELS

Heyy guys. I am so swamped with life that I didn't sat down to write a blog post.  But now, I am finally making time to write something that I have been meaning to write in a while. SURVIVOR IS MY FAVOURITE REALITY SHOW!  "The veteran reality series hosted by Jeff Probst brings its 20 castaways to the Mamanuca Islands in Fiji for its 34th installment. This season's theme, "Game Changers," brings back castaways who helped evolve the game through their competitiveness and willingness to put it all on the line, who once  again vie to outwit, outplay and outlast one another. The returning players include two-time winner Sandra Diaz-Twine, and two contestants making their fourth attempt at a win. In the end, one castaway earns the title of Sole Survivor". As a kid, I have always loved to watch survivor, even now I still do watch it with my husband (who is also the fan of the show btw).  As a kid, I watch Survivor for the drama that it entales.  As an

Me sleeping at the airport in Dubai (transit) I have a dream. (read: lots of dreams, but I will talk about only one today) My dream may a small dream, but it is a dream nonetheless. In 2011, during my SPM years, I went for a family UMRAH (minor pilgrimage to Makkah & Madinah, the holy land. It was a wonderful experience. But I kind of ruined it by not being serious during the whole trip. By not being serious, I mean not making the most of my time there.  I really miss it there too much that it hurts. My heart fills with regret that I didn't do my best. Sometimes I get dreams that it's azan in my dream, that I see the kaabah in front of me, that I sleep at a hotel near the kaabah.  It feels like I want to cry now.  I am not the type to sit and wait. By sit & wait, I mean wait for something good to happen, wait for life to take its course, wait for life to smile upon me...  I am the type to stand up & get what I want.  Even if I