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Roadtrip 2017.

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assalamualaikum, readers! after much procrastination, I have decided to finally upload the full video here. No I am not a video editor pro. I rely on apps to edit them. And it is for memories sake. Nothing more. It will make me look back at the jokes we laughed, the heart-to-heart talks, the meals we shared and so on. I had been looking forward for the trip last year.  The main highlight of the whole trip is to actually quene for kuih keria for TWO hours. Actually no la, it was the heart-to-heart talk at the balcony. It was that one question that trigger. And I exposed my inner shits to them. And thanks to that, I safely can say that I no longer have them thoughts. Not no longer, I do have them but rarely.  after all of that sharing, it makes me want to embrace them in my arms and tell them that I love them even more. It will not make me love them any lesser. :)  that's all! enjoy the video! :)

Late Night Rants.

assalamualaikum, readers.  there are so much happy vibes going on. two of my good friends are getting married this year. Like I am so happy. Nabilah is getting married in March while Farhana, in October. I think I am over that phase where I also want to get married because my friends are getting married. Get me?  I mean when I told my family about it, let's say, "ibu, my friends are getting married! I am so happy for them." And they will be like, "why are you so happy? It is not as if you are getting married what!" Oh my Allah! Why can't I be happy for them? Why can't you just say nice things? I really truly feel happy for them. The fact they asked me whether they make the right choice or not. Even so, they don't need to but they did because they want to. I know they have make the right choice because I have hang out with Nabilah's Fiance before and even though, I've met Farhana's fiance once, I know that they will take good care...

Introduction to Backpacking.

Assalamualaikum, readers! I apologizeeeeee for not blogging anymore. I am back now in 2018! I will try to keep blogging more.  Apologies for that matter. This time I am back with something that I want to share.  I attended a 1-day workshop just now.  It is called "Introduction to Backpacking " by The Tudung Traveller Academy or she is known as Atikah Amalina.  All of the things I shared below were notes I jot down. Once I receive a pdf file from her or according to her an e-book, I will share with you the additional notes, alright?  Here it goes: 5 Things when choosing a Backpack 1. Size - litres Maximum 50litres, you don't need too much unless you are going up the mountain. 2. Access - Top-loading/U-Zip Top Loading is the one you bukak from the top. U-Zip is like opening a suitcase which is much more easier to arrange your items.  Recommended to buy: U-Zip 3. Straps - Hip Belt Make sure it is padded not netted. Use of it: the weight of your b...

25th.

assalamualaikum, readers.  this came late but I still want to type it down.  Dua Puluh Lima.  seakan tidak percaya aku sudah hidup begini lama seorang anak dara  yang sudah dewasa I had my fair share of celebrations when I was a kid. Because my birthday is in June thus every school holidays we will be overseas. And thus, I celebrated it overseas. But it stopped when I was 20. I stopped having cakes. I stopped blowing candles. I stopped. All I wanted was just a celebration for myself. I celebrated myself.  I stopped expecting gifts from friends but I do appreciate them when they gave me gifts or even spent time with me. Birthdays become any other day but I remembered it because technically, I should celebrate it no matter what. It is not that any other day, I cannot pamper myself but it is just special if I do it on my birthday.  This year, my dear friends gave me a small cake and candle to blow, birthday box with al-quran & a long...

Off Day Currently: Vol 4.

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R E A D I N G "The Desire for Elsewhere" by Agnes Chew.  This book is written by a Singaporean writer. This book takes an intimate journey by travelling to the past,  parallel planets, and the future,  it tells a story of stories that explores the universal themes of love and loss, time and transcience and travel and wanderlust.  I love this series of books. Of course by different writers. You can get them at BooksActually.  Favourite Excerpt from the book: Teacup, Myanmar 2013. An almost teacup - partially painted, partially glazed.  "Is this for sale? " Later that evening, as the sun sank into the nooks of faraway mountains, a question crept into my mind, "what if that had been Thanda's personal display of prized pottery? " W R I T I N G This blog post. Finally updating on the off day currently series. & Replying to whatsapp messages.  W A T C H I N G   Prime Minister & I: Ep 5 C L I C K I N G...

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I tried.  I tried to know about you. I tried to get close to you. But, yet, you chose to stay away.  You chose to let it go.  You chose to deal it yourself.  I signed up to stay but you signed up and chose "no-show". It was supposed to be our deal.  But you gave up without fighting.  Years down the road, don't even start trying. Past is past. You made your choice and clearly I wasn't the one. No second chance.  No trying again.  As I will be the one who will give up fighting without trying. 

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Strangers. We began as strangers. I don't know you. You don't know me either. I knew a quarter of your story. You knew mine. We were almost like twins. Just that the opposite sex. You told me the biggest secret. No one knew except your friends and me. You were supposed to get married to her two weeks ago. But you left because you were scarred. You chose to leave to save yourself. People who does not know your story may thought you were selfish. But you were actually protecting yourself. At first, you kept it safe. You told me you were okay. But I know you wasn't. On the very day you supposed to get married, you texted me, "I loved her but she wasn't convinced.  I put down my dignity and pride but she took advantage.  I gave her love but she gave me pain." At that point, I imagined the sorrow in your eyes. The ache in your heart, The cold sweat on your hands. Your lips probably shivered. I kept quiet as you ranted on and on, And when you...