magic

We were in Sydney. One fine evening, Abang brought us to a nearby mall. On our way back, we drove past rows of shops. There was one particular shop that caught my eyes -- The Cheesecake Shop. I've always loved cakes. Deep inside, I'm dying to try the cakes from there.

Then Abang made a U-turn, and he stopped the car somewhere near the shop. He got off the car, and asked me to come along. I obediently followed him, and tried hard to match our pace. I'm a slow walker.

He then made a turn and entered a shop. It was that cake store. And he told me to choose a cake that I like.


Abang may not say things like compliments or expressing what's in his heart openly like Khun, but I'd rather have him as my abang one thousand times more, than I want Khun to be my brother.

not enough

I really like this scene from One Tree Hill. And I really like her. It's like, every girl can relate to her, and can look up to her. Her feeling of insecurities, her vulnerability - every girl has those.

And I'm not excluded.

klueless now

I miss KLue :'(

hideout

If I had a big garden

I would invite all my brothers and sisters there.

Each one would bring a large treasure.

We own nothing, thus we could become one people.

We shall build bars around our garden

letting no sound from the world reach us.

Out of our silent garden

we shall bring the world a new life.

- Edith Södergran, "The Big Garden"

of cows and cats

I was born in Terengganu - Kuala Terengganu to be exact - but my family moved to Shah Alam when I was just five years old. I grew up as a city girl and speak 'KL'. Although I understand the Terengganu dialect, my tongue is incapable of speaking it.

When my brother was 13, he went to a boarding school in a small town in Perak named Kuala Kangsar. He lived there until he was 17 after he graduated from the school. As a girl who grew up in a city surrounded by Makros, Juscos, Giants and Carrefours (there were no Tescos back then), I wondered how he managed to live there. Practically, Kuala Kangsar had nothing. Well, except some delicious food, but food is exceptional here. I thought, maybe because he's a boy who doesn't care much about those things.

Years later, it was my second sister's turn to surprise me. She went for Matriculation in another small town, this time in Johor, namely Tangkak. For most Malaysian females, Tangkak is known as the Cloths Heaven. But similar to Kuala Kangsar, that town had nothing. She was always talking about things being cheap there, but I was always wondering, HOW on earth did she survive there?

Of course, I didn't ask those questions out loud.

Last year, I enrolled in Unisel, and had to live in, well, another small town. Batang Berjuntai is its name, now known as Bestari Jaya. The campus and the hostel were surrounded by palms plantations and cows (no pun intended). Like both Kuala Kangsar and Tangkak, nothing is there. After I arrived there, I questioned myself, how did I end up at such a place?

I was depressed, that's for sure.

But then, as time passed, I got much closer to my housemates. And while being in the house with them, it never occurred to me that I was surrounded by palms and cows. Of course, sometimes I glanced at my window to enjoy the humble view, which now I missed terribly. And I survived! At least for four months, since I dropped out.

I realize now that the thing that helped my brother, my sister, and me to live in such a place is the people around us. My brother had wonderful friends, and so did my sister and me. Although I made jokes about the cows being everywhere on the campus, it never mattered to me because I had them. The laughs we shared, they helped. A lot.

Nilai is a great place. It is a quiet yet developing town. But when I think of my friends in Batang Berjuntai, I thought, I'd rather live surrounded by palms and cows to be with them than living surrounded by nice shops but having no one.

365 days

It's been a year! How time flies.


Daeyang noona, I haven't thanked you enough. The next time you come to KL, I'll treat you to something nice ;)

fireman

There's this drama that I really like entitled Last Friends. In the drama, there's this guy, Takeru, who is a very good person and a great friend. He's always ready to cheer for you when you need support, lend a shoulder to cry on when you're upset about something, and make a good cup of tea when you have something to tell. Since that, I've always dreamed of having a friend like him.

Recently, I realized that I do have a friend like Takeru. Although they are not exactly similar, but that friend of mine is always there for me when I need him. And for having him by my side, I can't be any more thankful.


Now I just need to find my Bram..

*throws confetti*

Thank you for the smiles :)