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This, is my mum.

Not only does everyone have a mum:
everyone has a mum that nags us, sometimes annoys us,
but always gives the best advices. 
Not only do I have a mum who is exactly like that,
but one who stays at top of the nagging advising game.

Growing up, my mum taught me a lot of things.

She taught me to take out the trash.
Because while nobody likes it, someone has got to do the job.

She taught me to put on lipstick for the first time.
Because no one is obliged to making myself feel beautiful, next to myself.

She also taught me to iron the clothes.
And convinced me to believing that with a will, nothing in this world can't be ironed out.

Most importantly, she taught me to always be prepared.
Because while we may not expect it, we will have to fall back onto our preparations one day.


At one point, I didn't take her advices with any seriousness.
Especially the last one.

So today, I am gonna share all about it with my dearest you.

I remember on a casual day when I was eating in a restaurant, and it just went like any other usual day, nothing out of the ordinary. Well, not until I catch a strange, wet feeling on my undergarment. When I stood up, wanting leave for the washroom, I felt extremely uncomfortable in moving, even the slightest inch. The next thing I heard is a growling by my friend, and she was pointing at the back of my dress frantically, but she couldn't utter a word. Her expression was somehow telling me that she was trying to order her thoughts and form the right sentences in her muddied mind.

Okay. I knew what was happening then. And I could literally felt the a rising tide of embarrassment, a tightening in my stomach, then a weary humour at the ridiculousness of it all.

I quickly staggered to the ladies to hide myself. At that point of time, I did really feel like digging a deep hole, diving right into it and never return to this world again. When I was already in the washroom, I realised I did not have the ladies' guardian angel with me - the sanitary pad!!! My mind went blank within a millisecond. At the same time as I was panicking, I was cursing myself for not preparing the basic necessities when the time of the month drew close. Oh, I should have listened to my mum.

Fortunately, my friend was there to lend a hand. She scurried to the nearest Guardian store and bought me a pack of Sofy pads.

Talking about Sofy,
I actually have a thing or two to say about this napkin.
But allow me to carry on with the mess I was in.

After an eternity, (well my friend didn't take long but that was what I felt at that time) my friend finally slid a piece of Sofy napkin to me through the little opening underneath the door of the toilet cubicle I was in. To be honest, I gotta say that I was actually surprised by its size. It was only 1/2 the size of my palm when folded, which is super small and handy for a sanitary pad! Come to think about it, its size makes it a pocket magic - because nobody would realise even if I draw one out of my bag in front of a crowd! *Hush hush, no one knows!* 

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This is the Sofy compact in 21cm! Look at how cute the packaging is! :P 

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Besides, it has got good absorption properties, which was sometimes kind of an overkill during my regular flow days. It makes me feel comfortable and carefree during my menstrual period!

Well, I really have to thank my friend for recommending Sofy to me!
...and reaching out for me when I was in Hell!

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The Sofy compact also comes in 3 different sizes - 21cm, 24cm and 30cm. 

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Now girls, please learn from my lesson and always, always be prepared.
Because disasters aren't disasters if you can see them coming.



For more information about the Sofy compacts, feel free to visit their official website and Facebook page



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