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A tour Around Jolo, Sulu

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  Assalamu Alaykum! (Peace be with you!) I just realized... I haven't talked much about my videos about Sulu in this blog. I have a playlist which you can watch if you are interested in seeing (or maybe visiting?) my dear homeplace.  Just check it out here: JOLO, SULU PLAYLIST You can watch this instead:      Yup, that is all for today.   PS. I am mulling over the idea of transferring my blog from blogspot to wordpress...  hmmmmmm    

Do you still remember this letter?

Is it crazy if I keep pon sending the same letter to myself after 10 months? Or another year? Hey wake up Ahmad! Hope you didn't fail to read this letter again and again! May 30, 2016 (or anytime in the future after July 30, 2015) Assalamu Alaykum wa rahmatullah! Hey dude, it’s me, your pre-clinical clerkship self a.k.a. the self that you had (hopefully will still have) before you started your death-defying ordeal called “Clerkship”. I know this is crazy, but hey, since when did we ever consider things “not crazy” huh? Perhaps, right now you’re about to begin your most challenging year in Med School. And the anxiety is killing you already—you don’t know what to expect, you feel like you know nothing at all! Don’t worry, that is exactly what you are supposed to feel. Just give it a a few days and you will get used to the feeling, the pressure and slowly you will find yourself adapting to the new environment you have. Or maybe you are already in the middl...

6 Months after Clerkship

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This is an auto-publish post. I orignally wrote this letter last July 2015.  Six months since I wrote this letter, I wonder what have changed? Assalamu Alaykum wa rahmatullah! Hey dude, it’s me, your pre-clinical clerkship self a.k.a. the self that you had (hopefully will still have) before you started your death-defying ordeal called “Clerkship”. I know this is crazy, but hey, since when did we ever consider things “not crazy” huh? Perhaps, right now you’re about to begin your most challenging year in Med School. And the anxiety is killing you already—you don’t know what to expect, you feel like you know nothing at all! Don’t worry, that is exactly what you are supposed to feel. Just give it a few days and you will get used to the feeling, the pressure and slowly you will find yourself adapting to the new environment you have.  Or maybe you are already in the middle of your clerkship year: Now far more confident that you were the past years. Ge...

A Letter from Pre-Clerkship Me

May 30, 2016 (or anytime in the future after July 30, 2015) Assalamu Alaykum wa rahmatullah! Hey dude, it’s me, your pre-clinical clerkship self a.k.a. the self that you had (hopefully will still have) before you started your death-defying ordeal called “Clerkship”. I know this is crazy, but hey, since when did we ever consider things “not crazy” huh? Perhaps, right now you’re about to begin your most challenging year in Med School. And the anxiety is killing you already—you don’t know what to expect, you feel like you know nothing at all! Don’t worry, that is exactly what you are supposed to feel. Just give it a a few days and you will get used to the feeling, the pressure and slowly you will find yourself adapting to the new environment you have. Or maybe you are already in the middle of your clerkship year: Now far more confident that you were the past years. Getting your way with all those days that you feel worthless and useless at all. Maybe you are already o...

A Letter of Thanks

August 27, 2011 [Mail Address Here] Greetings of Peace! I am Ahmad S. Musahari, the student-scholar of the Rasul Family who asked for assistance for admission in UP Medicine last March 2011. Although I wasn’t able to submit my papers on time—due to my own shortcomings—and missed that great opportunity, I was able to see another great blessing I had. I realized how much blessed I was of having a number of people behind me, always ready to give a hand it times of need. My disappointments in failing to enroll for this year’s admission, would never be a reason for me to forget and be unthankful to those who gave their time and helped me at those times. Please know that I am very much grateful to the Rasul Family , especially the former Sen. Santanina Rasul and Ms. Amina Rasul, for the enumerable help they had never hesitated to give me. They had never stopped helping us Muslim Youths who aspired for greater education and to render better services for the community. They never ceas...