Why I started blogging

I wanted to be a poet. Reading poems is a thing that I really enjoy doing because I love beautiful, meaningful words. Poems are used to express feelings in an elegant way, at least that’s how I feel about it. But I don’t study linguistics or literatures, so the technical part of my writings is a bit off. Well, as you can read here on my blog. Lol.

I wanted to be a writer, I once submitted my ‘essay’ or ‘short story’ to a book publisher and the company called me to continue writing as I will be guided by professionals etc, but I didn’t continue because I was so busy with school stuff.

I have more than 30 pieces of diaries/journals that I’ve collected since I was 8. I enjoy writing so much, but I never aim to improve on it, because I do this for the sake of my interest. Purely for my interest, nothing more.

I still write, manually. Literally writing down my thoughts on papers, but I feel like blogging is a bit handy these days.

Even in my diaries, I never write personal, private stuff. I like writing things generally. Because I hate leaving evidences behind, you know lol. It’s better to keep personal stuff in my heart or share it with people I love. I prefer this way.

My high school friends read my diaries, I had no problem with that. I even allowed them to do so because there’s nothing to hide. I used metaphors and analogies in my wiritings and talked about stuff as general as possible.

If things were meant to be shared, I would blog about them. I do not expect people to read my blog, I do not crave for loyal followers or more followers, no. I blog because I know I’m gonna reread my posts again. The posts are meant for my children, grandchildren, for them to know a little piece of me.

With these thoughts in mind, I started blogging, I still do and I enjoy doing it!

10 Instagram Profiles That I Secretly Stalk

#notaccordingtoorder

• My favourite girl of all, @vivyyusof

• I love her lifestyle, family life and her brand, dUCk. My day won't be complete without checking out her instastories.

• @kekandco

• I love their designs and I wish I can have them as my wedding cake designer.

• @throughmywickedlenses

• His traveling pictures are the best! His photography skills are just on point. I wish I could own a Canon 6D now!

• @sdidonato

• He shoots most of his pictures using iPhone 6s. He’s from Montreal, his views of Montreal is different than any other instagram profiles.

• @designlovefest

• She’s a creative director, product designer, blogger and travel addict. One of my dreams is to be a designer, but I am not creative. So her instagram profile inspires me to be a step closer to my dream.

• @idamahmoudi

• She’s a McGill graduate, currently studying at Law School at Ottawa. I know her from McMUN and SSUNS. She’s beauty with brain.

• @anidriamin

• Kak Irdina is two years older than me, she’s too from SSP. She just graduated from UM, she’s now a doctor. Her captions always make me ponder. 

• @dangerousatanyspeed

• Her poses in all her pictures are catchy and she’s not a typical portrait photography.

• @mariescholtz

• She’s a blogger from Canada, I think she’s from Montreal because at times she posted pictures of the city

• @melodymilikqa

• She’s a keen traveler, she’s Pan’s sister. I love her lifestyle, she travels, sails and does horse riding during her past times, she's a lawyer. She's too, the definition of beauty with brain.

10 things you probably don’t know about me

1. I'm allergic to air conditioner

       I have a pretty bad sinus problem, so I prefer sleeping with the fan on, not the non-authentic air chiller. Canada weather is perfectly fine but not air conditioned space. I would catch a cold if I stayed in an air conditioned room for more than 2 hours, HELP! This applies to airplanes as well, so before the flight takes off, I will make sure the aircond is turned off!  

  

 

2. I love sleeping with my hair tied

       I prefer curly or wavy hair. Thus, I will tie my hair before going to sleep. So, when I'm awake, I can have the kind of hair that I want (as if others can see my hair) *cough* #personalsatisfaction

3. I cannot sleep without Pan's jersey

      Call me crazy but I swear the jersey is so soft and my cheeks need its touch every night lol! At times, I felt like a baby, who would need blanket or pillow to sleep. Gosh, I really can't describe this, but I know those who have bantal busuk would know!

4. I will eat burgers or subways by layers, starting with the breads, I will eat the meat last

      It sounds so childish but I have a strong argument for this behaviour. I have jaw problem, dislocated joint something something. So, I really couldn't open my mouth as big as possible to fit the burgers in. I'm sorry for this disability but hey, you would wanna try this way of eating cause it's fun!

5. I don't mind eating the same meal for everyday in a week, in fact I always do that

     Student life, lol. I will cook two types of dishes that can last for a week, I will eat them everyday, till the last drop of the soup (bad wordings). It really saves my time, energy and money lol!

6. My raya is not complete without a new handbag 😅

     I seriously didn't notice this till this year raya! I have so many handbags, but none of them is the high end one, not a brand conscious kind of girl, heh. As long as the bag piques my interest and matches my outfit, I would grab one. Bag raya lol.

7. I only drink the white vitagen, even yakult cannot complement it!

     Yakult and white Vitagen are totally different! Please say you agree with me!!! Yakult can never beat Vitagen, #vitagenforlife !

8. I probably drink less than 3 glasses of carbonated drinks ie coke or pepsi in my whole life

      You can ask my parents for this! I hate carbonated drinks so much! I can taste them, but I will never order them or finish them if they come in sets when you order food from McD or KFC. I can drink mineral water for the whole month without having any sweet drinks, cause I'm not a sweet tooth hehe.

9. I won't spend more than RM40 on any shirts (but I don't mind spending more on scarves 😂)

      Call me thrifty but I don't like spending so much on shirts. I can tolerate buying expensive baju raya because it's raya after all! But not on normal shirts that you would wear to school or go for a date. I still wear clothes that I bought when I was 12 and they're in perfect conditions. So, expensive outfits are not for me! #futurehusbandissolucky

10. I secretly wanna be an actress in haunted movies, I'm inspired by Maya Karin 👀

       I used to hate my big eyes cause I felt like they looked weird. Small face, big eyes. But as I grow older, and after watching Pontianak Harum Sundal Malam, having big eyes appears as an asset for me, to be an actress. I swear I'm terrible at acting. But acting as a ghost requires less dialogs and the background sound will take care of the rest, so I think I'll be fine. After 10 years, I still have that dream. I think it'll look good on my cv hehe

BOOK REVIEW : TO BE CONTINUED

INTERNSHIP WEEKS : CAN'T GET MY HEAD STRAIGHT

 WILL UPDATE LATER

XOXO

Awkward, Long Day!

Who had bad first impression on her first day of internship? Me, lol!

I’m a YTN scholar, I need to do an internship with my sponsor and my first day was not the best day of my life. I came to intern at TNB Melaka alone and I felt so awkward.

So basically it’s all about wrong timing. I came on the day the auditors from headquarters came, so all the attentions were on the auditors. I felt like shrinking myself into my bag, or at least hiding under the table.

I met my supervisor, she’s a young, woman engineer. She couldn’t explain more on my job scope as an intern because her department would be audited too. The vibe was so tense, everyone wanted to have the best documents etc. I was siting at the corner, praying that time would fly as fast as it could!

I met the clerk, she instructed to take the jacket and helmet from her coworker upstairs, little did I know, there were 100 rooms upstairs. No I’m joking but I swear this petite girl had lost counted the rooms.

Knocking on random doors, asking for the guy who would grant me the jacket and helmet and yes you guess it right, I went to the wrong room.

So when I asked for the direction to the right room, it was fine. Nothing went wrong.

As I approached the right room, there’s a group of engineers having meeting and I had to knock on the door, loudened my voice to meet the person I supposed to meet. 

Basically the feeling was like you needed to be this one senior that you just knew existed, you never saw her face, you only knew her by name and then you met a bunch of seniors and they expected you to know their mothers’ date of birth. Yes, that feeling.

But the person was nice. I got my helmet and jacket, but not the boots. My feet size is 4, and sometimes it’s a 3 and half. I didn’t ask for small feet. 

Poor tok abah, he needed to fork out RM160 for my boots. 

The day felt so long, I couldn’t wait for tomorrow’s adventure. I lied. I was a coward.