"It won't come out!"

Nana had been whimpering about her gained-weight these days and I couldn't tell how many times I'd reminded her about the law of attraction, that eventually I just decided to give up trying. Every time the I'm-so-fat-why and followed by long whine came out, I would just nod along with 'yeah yeah I can see that' hahaha.

You see, that woman is nowhere near the definition of overweight! She did outgrow all most of her clothes but WHO DOESN'T ? PEOPLE GROW UP. 

So last week, my aunty finally gave birth to her second son and I took the chance to pay her a visit in Butterworth, leaving Nana all alone in the house. Mayra was also unavailable. Not long after, a few texts chimed in and it sounded very intense with Nana urging

"I'm stuck helpppp"

As I was with my family, I decided to ignore the notification, thinking, 'If it's an emergency, she will call me,' and continued to put the phone on silent.
On my way back home, I checked my WhatsApp while waiting for the traffic and Goodness, I was in regret for not checking it earlier.

It was hilarious!

Even after we got back home, she was still upset because according to her, the whole incident was a sign;- a wake up call for her to lose weight.

"Biasa I basuh botol tak stuck pun! My hand must have gotten bigger," followed by another whine which sounded like a chocked lamb.

Again, we just nodded along. Okay, Nana. Okay. You're getting fatter.

So I made it to the final year!

Seems like only a few months ago when I created this blog after my SPM and now I'm in the final year of my degree. Was a curious kid back then; what kind of roommate will I get, what will I study and so on and so forth.
Five years later, here I am... with so many turns and changes in my life. It's a wonder on how very short period of time can change people so much.

Anyway, we (my classmates and I) thought that this semester would be the most free of all, with less subjects taken this year (we even took extra subjects for fun) but unfortunately, we're three weeks in and yet I feel like I can use some help from the oxygen tank! I was seriously restless, even my sister and my housemate said, "Why are you guys always busy, running here and there?" because we rarely saw each other. Only last week, I went to see a lecturer to drop one of the subjects because our schedule was super packed. On Mondays, we had classes from 8am-10pm. AM to PM. Had to run during the break for prayers and didn't have the time to eat ! And that's only for Monday. Kept coming home during Maghrib hours and night was left for assignment time. Plus, most of our lecturers won't be available for a few weeks next month and I guess those extra classes and extra readings took the soul out of us.

Nonetheless, I woke up every day with excitement to go to those classes. Yes, tiring it might be but the fun of gaining new information overpowered the fatigue. Semantics had been VERY logical but the lecturer made it easy and God how she loves The Big Bang Theory (finally someone who can understand why I love TBBT so much) and keeps using the linguistic examples from the series; I just love it and understood better hahaha. Urgh I aspire to be that kind of lecturer (although if I'm being honest, I obviously won't be teaching semantics. I mean... bro). 

Learned more about phonology too but quite scared with the upcoming tests and quizzes. With phonology, you might think you answered correctly but be prepared to cry haha. Always needed to second guess your instinct lol. If I happen to develop trust issues within me, I'm going to come at you, Phonology.

And my most favourite of all, Malaysian Literature. We studied literature across the globe for the past few years and only learn the literature of our own country in fourth year haha odd, I know. I thought the class was going to be boring with so many historical facts and figures involved but boy, was I wrong. Big time.
The lecturer revealed the truths behind the historical events which were not in the textbooks but researches proved otherwise and I felt bad for my lack of conscience. Should have done more readings on my own country before weighing the rights and the wrongs.
Plus, my tutor is Japanese. He's nice and his explanations on the literature in Malaysia were sooo on point. And he's a feminist too, even more than I am, I think. Haha. We were discussing a short story last week and he asked us to point out the gender discrimination issues from it. I noticed a few but it was not like it's a big deal. It was normal in the society. However, after he pointed out a few words used and the language described, I swear my ears were burning with anger (towards the character) haha. So yeah, can't wait to listen to his analysis in other oeuvres. He's now my third favourite lecturer hehe. Of course no one can beat Dr Rita and Dr Agnes. They're the bomb dot com. Ah I miss their classes. 
P/s: Would they notice it if in the future, after graduating, I join their classes for fun, just to listen to their lectures? 

Getting drowned

I gave myself another one week break before I can go all crazy on my sem break plan and with that in mind, I spent most of my days with Eidulfitr activities, movies and also, reading.

It's only fair to say that I haven't read for a very long time, I forgot how to. Deciding which book to read was already hard enough and feeling guilty towards other books was another thing. Not to mention that I have one row of untouched books, in which I've been cajoling myself with, "It's okay. You will find the time" and ended up buying more. *swims in the piles of untouched books


Anyway, as I was browsing my blog labels/tags, I noticed that I only have one post under book review . Will it's destiny be as bad as my other blog posts too ? Hahaha.

Now will you excuse me,
I gotta go pick a really good book to read. I have a pride to protect :P

Ivory 2015-2018

Has it been two years since we first stepped into our house in Ivory? Time surely flies.

Since we will be moving out next year, we texted our landlord, reminding him that by the end of April, all four of his tenants will be out of the house.

He's currently working in China and we've only met him once, so he's not the kind of landlord which would visit you very often to check on the house. We did most things by ourselves ; contacted the plumbers, bought a new washing machine and many more housing things. Still, we like it that way :)

After compromising that we don't have to sign any contract for the next Sept-April rent, he added "Send me the photos of the house. I want to start finding new tenants," and so we did.

His reply was

Even asking us to come back. Clingy much. Staahpp

Mind you, the house before we moved in was so bad. Previously, boys stayed there and God knows how many meters of dust they left for us. The furniture was all over the place and there's no curtains to cover the windows. Our poor landlord was not in Malaysia to clean the house and hence, the mess.

In fact, when the agent showed us the house, she was hesitant too. Intentionally, she wanted to take us to two houses and let us decide. She showed us the first one, expecting we would say no. hahahaha. But the rent was only RM1000/month and normally, places with walking distance to university would be more than RM1400. The place was a total bargain.

We just said yes without going to the second house and thank God we didn't :) Our landlord now is very considerate and nice, well most probably because his tenants are ! hahaha. Anyway, I am going to miss our memories in this house. I wonder what kind of house will I live in once I start working. Which state? Will the landlord be as nice? What kind of housemates will I have? Are they clean? (please God let them be. At least, clean. Please) Are they nice? Are they good? All of these questions made me scared of the future sometimes but that's life.

We move on.

Next semester, we will start our practicum at the school and I know it's a weird thing to say but I'm going to miss doing my assignments, making notes, running to classes and seeing my enthusiastic lecturers. Most importantly, I'm going to miss staying up and seeing Nana and Mayra cry as they struggle to finish their work hahaha. Although of course, their smiles and laughter would forever be engraved in my mind that I hope I won't feel the need to miss those snorts and shrill voices :)

The beautiful journey will end soon but I hope the new path that we'll take in less than a month won't be any less beautiful.

For the time being, let's finish the notes!

May celebrations

It's finally May !

'May' can only mean two things :

1. Birthday of the awesome people :P
2. Submission month (plays the siren and sends heart attack to every group members)

Every year, these two could not be more annoying by coming on the same month *sigh.

Nana's birthday was actually last Thursday but we had classes till evening, so we kinda postponed the celebration to last Saturday. For almost a week, both Mayra and I had been looking for something that all of us can enjoy and we came down to the agreement of ... FULL BODY MASSAGE. Muahaha.

The plan in my head was :

Kidnap Nana from the demanding and clingy office (our workspace in the house lol), and had her blindfolded. I was looking forward to her screaming when the masseuse starts touching her.

Too bad she figured it out sooner than we expected. Haha.

Frankly speaking, it was the best massage I've ever had (speaking on the  behalf my masseuse only as Nana and Mayra whined that theirs were not as satisfying). When she started her session, rubbing my arm, she asked me if I like to take showers at nights... which was kinda true. Yeah, yeah. I know it's not alright, was constantly scolded by parents too but late night showers are soooo good, I wish the risks are worth it. The masseuse rambled about 'angin' and etc which only floated above my head. The massage was too relaxing that I just had to ignore small talks hahahaha. 


After a few minutes, she began to massage my shoulders and came the question,

"Nggak cukup tidur ya?"

"Ya iya dong. Kapan bisa tidur nya mbak? Lagi mikiran assignment aja terus dehhh," was what I wish I could reply with but I just responded with another nod of accordance. Of course, you don't want to be rude to the person who has her hands down your neck (or basically have access to my whole body). Really not hoping for the police to discover my dead body in a massage parlour.

Seeing my masseuse's skill in checking the nerves, Nana was hit by a pang of jealousy and so she asked hers, head pinned to the table, mouth mumbling, "Urat saya ada masalah tak?"
In return, she received a reply of, " Lah. Mana saya tau. Saya bukan doktor." Hahaha. Sis, why so bitter?

Anyway, we had a great 'work pause' and what's better was that all 3 of us could enjoy it!


Another week passed by and yesterday came with an annoying reminder from those two buffoons that it's my birthday. Could not be more discrete by stealing my phone and hacking my insta account -_-  Sometimes I wonder how do I have enough patience in tolerating these children.

The initial birthday celebration plan was, Nana and Mayra wanted to take me to the Hin Bus Depot as there would be some art fair there and gosh, it sounded so wonderful and so did the posters, they looked awesome. It said there that anyone can participate and they will provide the tools. How cool is that!

Unfortunately, after meeting Dr Rita a couple of days ago, we had no choice but to go out again and find more respondents for our research. So yeah, we spent one whole day roaming around Penang approaching Malays to help us. On my birthday. Lol.

Since we couldn't make it to the art fair, Nana and Mayra treated me with Chilli's lamb chop (lamb yaaaassss yaaaaaasssss yummmsssss) and we eventually called it a day.

Overall, the girls did so great and I couldn't be more thankful :).