it is called growing up.

4 months since my last post. It’s November now, going on December. Where have i been all year? I feel like i spaced out for most part of the year. November. seriously? πŸ™

It has been a trying period..im weighing out my options. but maybe all i need is a break from it all.

is two weeks enough?

πŸ™

leaving for Hongkong in abit. at least i can blog about this self-funded trip.

uwaaa so out of my element. i don’t think ive ever been like this in my life.

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Al-fatihah.

i seek comfort in blogging. which is why i decided to blog this morning. the tragedy that swept the nation yesterday has left everyone in mourning. my condolences, thoughts and prayers go out to those who were directly effected by the incident. being only an outsider, i cannot begin to imagine what those who lost their loved ones are going through right now.

life’s unfair like that. But Allah knows best. He would only test the strongest minds to make them even stronger and to better prepare them for the future. whatever it may holds.

Although, this is always easier said than to actually believe, there’s always a silver lining to everything. That’s how you keep on going.

as i sit here, cross legged in my Korean apartment.. i can’t help but wonder what the future holds. It’s always the fear of not knowing that creeps up on you. especially in times of hardship.

A few weeks ago, i came across a stack of papers at work which i thought were documents. I looked at it closely and discovered that it was really a photocopied version of the book “The Alchemist” which belonged to one of the Pavilion staff. Curious, i sat down and read the first page and the next thing i knew, i took the ‘book’ home with me.

It was a beautiful piece of work.

I thought i’d share some of the excerpts in the book that really spoke to me:-

– β€œDon’t give in to your fears. If you do, you won’t be able to talk to your heart.” ? Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist

– β€œI don’t live in either my past or my future. I’m interested only in the present. If you can concentrate always on the present, you’ll be a happy man. Life will be a party for you, a grand festival, because life is the moment we’re living now.” ? Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist

Anyway, moving on to the topic of silver linings, I can say openly that i dont really favor this colleague of mine, it’s nothing personal though, but more work related. However, if i hadn’t met her and had she not been around to work with, I wouldn’t find this beautiful book.

and that’s a silver lining on its own.

anyway, it’s a brand new day, Alfatihah to those who lost their lives in the heli crash.

I will miss you very much my brother. In the short time i’ve known you you have been one of the kindest people i’ve ever met. semoga roh mu dicucuri rahmat dan ditempatkan dengan orang-orang yang beriman. Amin.

Stay strong everybody. Take comfort in the fact that everything always happens for a reason and seek protection and strength in your prayers.

kiss me.

rice.

I’ve just had rice for brekkie. It’s that time of the month again, but this time im craving rice. lots of it.

I have 35 more days till i get out of this place. The weather is getting hotter with a humidity of Belalong. It’s crazy. With ramadhan around the corner, i pray to god again.. to make me strong enough to withstand not having a drink in the middle of the day during Ramadhan.

It’s easier to fast when you’re back home cause everyone is doing it. It’s a totally different ball game when you’re overseas. exsp when you’re not in muslim territory. The fact that i’ve been assigned to work in a ‘theme park style’ setting makes it even harder.

I could just feel the thirst creeping in during the 1st day of Ramadhan. The gates of the EXPO would be like walking through the gates of where all the different kinds of diets go to die..let alone fasting. But i’m focused on getting it right this time around. i must. im 26. 27 in less than a month. it’s time to grow up and take on more responsibility. and this includes fulfilling my religion ..oh and financial saving. inshallah, god will give me the strength to be the better muslim that i can be πŸ™‚

my shift starts at 10. i better mandi.

kiss me.

if..

If I’m still a blogger, then why am i never invited to blogger gatherings anymore? Now, wait a minute, I am not complaining nor am i lobbying to get myself invited to the local blogging events but i just want to say that I GET JEALOUS. ESPECIALLY and ONLY when it comes to food tasting events.

I mean who wouldn’t? all the free food and the fact that you get to try the food for free saves you $$$ loads from paying for shitty meals. especially when they say their food is of “fine dining” quality. give it 5 years and we still won’t get close to the true definition of fine dining in Brunei.

My story is, i get jealous BUT on the other hand, i probably wouldn’t like the idea of having to blog nice things about shitty things. I’d probably do it for hard cold cash..but i’d definitely won’t do it for a free meal.

I’ve been here a month. 2 more months to go. So far there’s nothing to complain about except the fact that i haven’t ran in almost a month and i’m gaining weight fast from sampling all the food items offered at the international pavilions.

TWO weeks ago we were trying not to muntah from consuming the Prawn Burgers at Lotteria on a daily basis now i’m just trying to keep my temptations under control. It’s so hard not to pop by the Dunkin Donuts across the Brunei pavilion for an extra large Cappuccino. On the way UP to the Pavilion there’s Singapore with their Halal chicken curry and RICE and SHELL-LESS Chilli Crab..ad nearby, i have my theme park style, american churros..from the churros stand, i can see the turkish abangs selling authentic turkish ice-cream, Dondurama. The Turkey Pavilion itself houses an array of halal doner kebabs complete with Lahmacun and Meat-filled Pides. The icing on the cake has got to be the Belgium pavilion that sells my favorite belgian cookies Speculous BY THE PACK and a collection of chocolates by Godiva , Neuhaus and Callibaut…but u know what? ALL THIS GOOD QUALITY CHOCOLATE .. and i’m craving for TIM TAMS. which i managed to SOURCE by the way. YES, I CAN DO EVERYTHING. lol. I’ve made friends with people over in the Australian Pavilion and scored a piece yesterday.

Oh oh. and finally, finally, finally..there’s finally Sushi! the JApanese have opened a food court somewhere in the basement and after month of being sushi deprived.. i finally managed to sink my teeth in to an Inari.

mari lah menari.

jadinya, bepantun. lol.

i should really slow down kali. especially when it costs 18,000 won (about BD$18) for a set of raw fish and another 4,000 won ($4) for a cone of strawberry ice-cream. Singapore has never been more kiasu their …chicken curry is around the 15 bucks price point. I think the malaysians are selling a set of teh tarek and roti canai for $18. haha. exploitation at its zenith. if i keep this up, i don’t think ill be able to afford Lotteria prawn burgers in a few weeks time.

I have the morning off today. Will only start work at 2. its a little bit close to 11.

I should slip on my running shoes and go for a short run. it’s been a while :S

kiss me.

Grocery shopping.

So far, there only seems to be two department stores here in Yeosu. The biggest being Lotte Mart (why of course! i reckon they should just rename their capital city of Seoul to ‘Lotte’!) and the second being E-mart. I prefer e-mart because it’s smaller and they have free wi-fi for shoppers! but for some reason, we always end up at Lotte mart.

Anyway, we were just there earlier this evening. I was looking for Strawberries. FYI, Korea has the best strawberries in the strawberry universe. I don’t know why we bother importing our Strawberries from Australia. Korean Strawberries are fat , berrrryyyyyy juicy and sweet.

so anyway, i found my strawberries and headed towards the dairy section for whipped cream. nothing like the old fashioned strawberries and cream kan? Local products are mainly being sold through out the supermarket but most of their dairy products are imported. As i was browsing the shelves for cream, i caught sight of the prices for butter.

close to 9 bucks!!!??? for BUTTER????. and i thought we had it bad in Brunei. BND$3.10 for 250g of Newzealand butter doesn’t seem so bad anymore. i think i finally understand what they mean by “Hujan emas di negeri orang, hujan batu di negeri sendiri, lebih baik negeri sendiri”

Rain fall gold in people country, rain fall stone in own country, better in own country!

I AGREE 100% with you Mr Peribahasa Melayu.

but in anycase, don’t they EAT butter here???? i’m guessing they dont. that’s why the namja and the yeohjaaa chinggus are all sooooo PERFECTLY SIZED.

I also passed by the cheese section and my eyes got even wider when i saw that they were charging close to $16 bucks for CHEESE.

and it’s korean cheese. wtf.

ok. nvm. ill just have strawberries for bfast lunch and dinner from now on.

arrosso!?

kudeo.

kiss me.

K-Pop

Here i am sitting cross legged, korean style in a korean styled hotel room ..replying to work mail whilst listening to the likes of Big Bang. It can’t get anymore Korean than that. Wait. actually. it can.. but i refuse to call room service for a bowl of cold stoned rice.

ive succumbed to the world of K-pop. It’s the only way to learn the language, FAST.

anyway, this little fella made my day today.

I saw him walk past me once. and i thought, eh what was is this boy wearing on his head? Whilst waiting for our driver i saw him again and i stopped him for a photo .. and he was more than happy to pose πŸ™‚

bah eh back to work. krg kana ucap nda kraja. kana ucap kraja ku disini ani blogging saja.

biasa..manusia kan? inda lari dari annoying. annoying ha-seyo!

kiss me.

Chinggam, kenapa kau penipu?

so i’ve decided to post again for the second time today. facetimed with the family and mom told me that she read my blog today and asked me to keep it updated. i’m such a good daughter.

walked to the minimart nearby to get a few bottles of Mul. that’s water in Korean for you (but don’t bother saying it to the girls at the cafe downstairs. they seem proud to be able to pronounce ‘Evian’ the french way. Everytime i ask for Mul, their reply would be.. “Eviang?” and a loud round of APPLAUSE would immediately follow – IN MY HEAD. ) At the minimart, i came across a variety of chewing gum. They had the normal bottled ones but what caught my attention were these Lotte chewing gum (it’s amazing how Lotte started making chewing gum and now runs the whole of Korea) that offered 2 different flavours in 1.

Mcm kacamata atu jua ah? those glasses that would turn dark when you’re out in the sun and back to clear when you’re in the shade? awu bah cinggam ala ala kacamata VVVVIP.

Anyway, They had orange flavored ones that CHANGES to Mint and Mint flavoured ones that changes to GRAPE.. the third one that i saw was labeled ‘Mystery’. Being the curious cat the i am, i chose Mystery only to be dissapointed that it tasted like STRAWBERRY.. the WHOLE TIME. I was chewing on it for a good two hours before accepting the fact that they weren’t going to change flavour.

kirakan mcm SURPRISE, kau kana tipu oleh chinggam.

banar kan? i think i AM in Pyong Yang.

:S

kiss me.

Macam di….Pyong Yang?

I haven’t been much of a blogger these days.

I’m also currently not in the country. Will be a way for most of April,May, June, July and inshallah returning home just in time for the Eid Celebrations. lol. “Eid Celebrations”. who am i kidding? Raya lah! hahaha. hahaha. hahahaha.

Whatever it is, this mini posting i’ve been given..i can’t be more grateful for it. It’s not like i have a choice BUT to be GRATEFUL.

but in anycase, it’s nice to get out of the office and work in the comfort of a hotel for a while. the hotel isn’t much of course. it’s very basic but then again, this isn’t Seoul. I’m located South, of South Korea. The views are scenic, the weather is Spring, but the work is the STORY of Pyong Yang.

Great challenges are coming my way, and it’s fast approaching too. I can only pray to god that i come out of this alive:- stronger and wiser than i was before. inshallah. amin.

i miss food by the way. it seems like Yeosu doesn’t have much to offer apart from the Prawn or Squid burgers from Lotteria. a Korean equivalent to Mcdonalds. Sort of like a Grade “A” version of a Mcdonalds, and they do it very well too!!

There’s also only one Mcdonalds here and Fillet o Fish isn’t on the menu. I’m guessing one needs to catch their fish themselves and bring it to Mcdonalds. Other food items are a hassle to order. People here don’t speak much english, let alone have menus written in the common language. The english friendly restaurants like the one in the hotel however, specializes in BLOW FISH (FML). I’ll leave it for when i’m feeling a little bit more suicidal.

I can’t believe it’s only Tuesday :S Maybe this is a good reason for me to have Blowfish for lunch? lol. they don’t call it suicide tuesdays for nothing. haha.

but hey, it’s SPRING time. We flew in just as the Cherry Blossoms were blooming. Unfortunately, we nly managed to enjoy them for FOUR days before the rain came and blew them away. Initially i thought they’d be around for the whole of spring, turns out they only bloom for a few weeks in a year :S haha but i was lucky enough to see it.

time to go to work. *pasang baju asgai*

kiss me.

Angkor i’m in love.

I am lonely without my Iphone4 and Instagram. Cause when i’m away, these are the only things that keeps me company. Don’t think I can imagine my life without these two items that have made their way to the top of my traveling essentials.

In all honesty, It does get lonely sometimes. Especially when you are used to being surrounded with friends and family. It sucks not having anyone to laugh with upon encountering something that is out of the world funny that you know only you and your circle of family and friends would get. It’s pretty sad that Instead of laughing out loud, you laugh out loud in your HEAD and find yourself pressing an imaginary save button for you to tell it back to your friends another day.

i have an imaginary hard drive full of funny traveling stories.

but in any case, you try to make the best of things and make the most of your stay. I’m currently in Siem Reap for a meeting. In the last 3 days i have been on a diet of coke and tropical fruits – the only tea time options that they seem to have along side coffee, tea and a platter of weird looking local cakes (I’m a food snob like that). For lunch we are being served COLD everything.

By the time the meeting ends, i’d be too tired to find food that i’d usually retire to my room and feast on a packet of banana chips (or two) from the mini bar. It’s been a while since i had a fresh warm meal and i’m sure the salt and sugar content in my body is way beyond salty and sugary by now.

detox. Monday.

anyway, lucky for me the meeting ended wayyy ahead of schedule and instead of playing against the 20-something friends i have on Drawsome, I forced myself to brave the scorching heat to visit one of the 7 wonders of the world.

and oh, and was it WONDERFUL.

Words simply couldn’t describe how beautiful this temple, that i’ve only heard in History books actually was. I was enchanted to the point that if i had all the money in the world, all the money that even PRICELESS could buy, this would be my first real estate purchase.

This is what greeted us.

My friend and I were wondering how it was possible for the monks to climb up those narrow stairs. It was later in the day that i found out that there are actually 3 types of stairs in the temple each representing hell, earth and heaven. Apparently as you go further in to the temple, you would notice that the width of the stair steps gets narrower.. the explanation for this is because it’s easier for one to go to hell which is why the steps representing ‘hell’ are wider in comparison to the other two. The stairs going to heaven would be narrower because unlike going to hell, it’s more difficult for one to go to heaven.

and these people paid USD$20 to cheat their way out of hell.

hahaha. pakai tangga spisil. anyway, sucidial thoughts of me choking on mangoes and banana chips went away upon visiting this ancient site. kan. the best things in life are USD$20 a pop. sometimes more. but it’s usually worth it.

anyway. that’s all for me in Siem Reap.

THANK GOD ITS FRIDAY. I look forward to going home and my daily runs. Oh and fresh warm meals , unlimited internet access, family and friends..and… and…

πŸ˜›

kiss me.

Up where they walk.

Everyone knows how much i loathe my job. Most days i find myself sitting in the office dreaming of opening a cakery of my own. Surfing the web for the latest trends in restaurant interiors, checking out latest courses in french pastries on lecordonbleu.edu and conjuring up a long list of potential flavors for Brownies.

But today, i am reminded how much i love my job and why i should put my brownie business on hold.

all because I met her.

hello doll!

I was in Copenhagen not too long ago but i was told that she had left for a year long expo in China. And now she’s back and i just happened to be back again for a meeting πŸ™‚

It’s all about timing.

I managed to get to her JUST before sun down, which is coincidentally also the perfect time to take photos. Something about the natural lights kah apa kah whatever i was told.

isn’t she just beautiful?

Sometimes it amazes me how i managed to get here…not just here but to places that i’ve never dreamt of going – in my life! x 100. This just goes to show that one should just sit back, relax and let life take you wherever it wants to go.

I now believe that, If my brownie business is ever going to take off, it’s going to happen on its own. With a little bit of planning , luck and patience ..i’m going to get there and believe me YOU will too πŸ™‚ (the same school of thought also applies to finding Mr Right)

here’s to staying positive like HIV.

kiss me.