After we got off the taxi at Syed Alwi Rd., we headed straight to Mustafa Centre, where the others shopped at before we checked out. We went in and bought a few provisions. I bought a 5 SGD box of Jelly Belly and a pack of cookies.
But when we got out, we discovered that we exited from the wrong place...!!!! I believed we got in on one side and got out through another. We wandered the streets, before we hailed a cab and returned to Fernloft. We got our bags down, and while waiting for the bus, I got on the 'Net and tweeted happily about my visit to
'Junied. I liked Singapore's internet; it was waaayyy faster than Malaysia's.
I wished I could stay in Singapore forever. But I know I couldn't.
At about 9:06 a.m, the bus arrived and we boarded it. Then, we headed to Bedok North. At Bedok North, we visited an organisation called Perdaus. Their job is to educate Muslim youths about Islam. They told us about their activities. I was marvelled at how creative their activities were, just as I did at Masjid Kassim two days earlier. At 11:50, we departed.
I thought we were heading to Woodlands Checkpoint, when they announced, "We're heading to Masjid Sultan to pray before departing..." Once again, my eyes flew open.
We reached Masjid Sultan, and before we stepped off, they ordered us to regroup at Bussorah St. at 2:30 p.m. Alhamdulillah....!!
When I went up to the women's prayer hall, I went to take my prayer clothes and prayed.
After I prayed, I told my aunt I was going to the mosque's auditorium, but my target was another: Madrasah Aljunied.
Alright, actually I only got one pic from my morning visit, since we thought we were supposed to rush back this morning. So I decided to go back and get more.
I ran from Masjid Sultan to Victoria Lane in 3 minutes. No joke.
I went into the school grounds (not passing the reception, though... I did not dare to...!), took a few pictures and ran back to where the others were. There, we sat at Bussorah St. while eating ice-cream.
Suddenly, my brother came up to me and said, "Hey come look at this," I followed him and he showed me another donation box, this time Madrasah al-Irsyad's. I donated whatever coins that I have left.
(Darn it. I should've ran to Bali Ln. for my stuff. Until the day I'm writing this post, I still haven't got the thing I wanted yet.)
At 2:30 p.m, we boarded our buses and reluctantly left Singapore. We exited through the Tuas checkpoint and reached USJ 4 at around 10:20 p.m.
All in all, I enjoyed my trip. I learnt a lot, I travelled to about 2% of the country (hey, it's a good start, right?), and I discovered a new hope that raised my spirits to work hard for 2013. I think the thing that started to take place inside me (as I mentioned earlier) was that spirit.
The best thing? I think I found a place where I think I actually belong.
I've made a vow to come again to Singapore again. And when I do, I'll be there for a long time.
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