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Getting started

So, things just got real.

I signed up for CF gym membership. Finally, Alhamdulillah, all praises belong to Him.

I was really surprised when Ivon, the consultant told me there’s no need to pay advance 2 months fee like I read on the Internet. 

The monthly fee rate is just as expected, I was prepared for that so nothing shocked me. Suitable with its brand and the place it nestled around, I’m satisfied with everything. It has 3 packages, and I opted a very basic package with 12 months contract. Ivon brang me for a short tour, there are 2 studios where all sort of classes happen and open space where equipments like cross fit, treadmill (I come for you baby!), weights, and body scanner are located. Body scanner (I used my own terms since I forgot the specific brand or name) is amazing. It scans every level of your body like trunk, waist, hip and the usual measurements like % water, muscles and body fats – and it will print out the result automatically! How cool is that! Excuse my jakun but dats cool. So I got my very first result of my body content. Not a good sight, really.

I need to lost about 18 kilos more to achieve my ideal weight. Hahaha. 18 kilos. Just wow.

With the package, I will be given 4 sessions with a personal trainer, an access card for a locker and yes! a free bag and towel. 

I see it as an investment. I hope to become a healthier, clean and positive human being.

I can do it, like really, just watch me roar.

And the cute “This is water” bottle water that I bought after signing up the membership. Instantly in love!

Going back to the start

Getting back to work this morning, the struggle was so real that I need to depend on the caffeine to trigger my mood. My other sisters are still in Kedah, enjoying their holidays, how good is that! Oh yeah, Eid ul Adha Mubarak for all the Muslims. Mabrook for all my friends that are getting married or engaged. For the single ladies, let’s enjoy our time! I don’t mean those who’re married can’t enjoy their time, but you know..it’s different. The freedom you have during you’re single..you’ll miss it once you get married (as per my aunty, so don’t argue with me on that).

Since I worked here, I admitted my health is deteriorating. Not to kidding you but I stopped working out since I stepped into this company. How bad is that?! My skipping rope has been abandoned for too long! Although I’ve been dreaming of exercising after work, I ended up confused deciding the appropriate place to exercise. My crowded house? Oh please, it is a big no. Tried jogging around the neighborhood area but I don’t like the barking dogs whenever I passed by certain houses. Swimming in the swimming pool’s apartment? – ah, the Chinese fellas always conquer it plus I threw away my swimming suit last year.

So, I have come to a decision.

I’m eyeing on this particular gym. Expensive as hell, but after I read a hill of reviews; I’m confident it’s the best one.

Guess what, take my money. I will invest on this shit. I have to kick out those freaking toxins in my body. I have to start again the journey!

…that would mean, after this there will be a lot of rants about workout, nutrition, gym and well, before-and-after-thingy. haha.

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perhaps

Perhaps

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Your ink 

or your – sane

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Padang, Indonesia

So, we went to Padang, Indonesia. A humble, greeny, and beautiful place; it is a place where you can run away from a hectic and dusty city.

Right after touched down at Padang Airport (having Minangkabau roof as its proud signature!), we headed to Bukit Tinggi.

Temperature at Bukit Tinggi was just nice, nothing was too extreme. Surrounded by richness of the greens and humble village houses, I swore I can’t take my eyes of it along the journey. Jackie, our friendly tourist guide showered us with tonnes of history and origin of Minangkabau which I like soooo much. I mean, what’s the point of traveling without knowing their culture, history and whatnot?

The rest of this post, I will just let the pictures do the talk!

The airport. Welcome to Minang territory! Majority of them are Muslim, like 98%!

So beautiful SubhanAllah. It is just Lembah Anai, can’t imagine how Niagara Falls looks alike!

In front of Lake Maninjau. The lake was resulted from volcanic eruption. The view is..just breathtaking.

More view of Lake Maninjau. Behind the hills is Indian Ocean!

It had never crossed my mind to stand in front of the Indian Ocean, the 3rd largest world’s ocean. So wavy and yes beautiful especially during sunset like this.

More view of Indian Ocean

Although I look fat (let’s laugh together!), I heart this picture! So, behind me is Istano Basa Pagaruyung. You can experience and understand the Minang’s way of life. Full of metaphors, and meanings.

Istano Basa Pagaruyung

One of the millions green view captured. Views like this that made you resist yourself from sleeping even though the roads made you feel like vomiting. 

Pisang Sale (Pisang Salai)is most probably my forever favorite. The caramel, the taste of banana..especially when it is still hot..ah I can’t even describe.

Oh yeahh Teh Botol is the bomb!

At Jembatan Siti Nurbaya. A kind of fishermen village down there. The view is close to Rome. Exaggerating, but it is unique in its own way. Ah, I’ve always love anything related to aquatic ecosystem!

Let’s grow old together!

Girls’ power. Ahaks

Oh yeah, all photo credits goes to one and only Denah. I mean her iphone. Err.

Okay till we meet again Padang!

Random things I wrote

Coming back today with one more new roomate in my room;total up, we’re three for now. The third person will join us prolly early September. They are okay for now, I’ve no problem with them. One of them is Kedahan,which is sooo good that we both can speak out our slangs without any hesitation.

Living with a few roomates, is quite a new thing for me. There will be some challenges like our sleeping time, schedule and whatnot. Talking about sleeping time, this is what I most worried about. Hopefully things will be okay for us.

There’s a lot of things in my mind. I want to start my business again. I’ve been eyeing on certain clothes from China but how do I start building it? How do I contact the supppliers? 

Got a news from AB that his close friend had just passed away. Death is a mystery, we will never know when is our turn. 

RIP privacy

So, early next month, I will have 3 roommates. There will be 4 peoples in this room, including me. Well, it’s something that..urm I don’t really favor.

My trip to Indonesia is getting nearer. I haven’t plan anything yet for the trip. The weirdest thing is..Fiqah can’t make it to the trip! It will be Denah and me with her families, isn’t weird and awkward? hahaah. Denah & me are now working on the strategies on how to blend in and present ourselves in front of them. Thinking of that..hmm.. I can’t really imagine how awkward we will be. Hopefully all is well. I know I have to push my ‘friendly’ mode out. I don’t know..let see how it goes.

The reason why Fiqah dropped herself from this trip was quite..cute (?). Her cat is having a hard time. It suffers from a disease which is incurable.

So, cat and animal lovers out there, claps for her. She’s an excellent cat lover!

Back to my new roommates, I have no chance to meet them yet, hopefully they’re okay. RIP my privacy, till we meet again.

A plain soul claimed for its right

The reasons why I hardly write. Okay that sounds like a lazy person who justifies why she didn’t produce any writing. Judgement aside, it’s true, there are some reasons why I hardly write nowadays regardless how crazy my soul rotting for it.

I didn’t mean to blame my work schedule. But the shit just got real, I’ve been so tired of making money to pay for the stupid bills. I love the job, but I’m dying from sitting all day long and repeating the same routine. The job is good, undeniable. This is the longest period of working I’ve ever experienced. Everytime I come back from work, I turn into a wilt spinach. Some ‘lucky’ days, I will just sleep from 8.30 pm to 7.30 am on the next morning and start my work routine again. Writing in between these situation? Hell no.

My sister and I- we exchanged our laptops. Her laptop has no Microsoft word, Kingsoft Office is not working. If I wanna write something, I will have to open up my OneNote account which requires internet – which I always tend to drift away – end up watching Bizarre Food by Andrew Zimmern on YouTube (or make-up tutorials which I’ve never tried). Writing on phone? I don’t like it.

I guess those 2 are the major reasons why. Anyhow, I still want to write. I have a tonne of story to tell, I don’t want this plain soul anymore, I want to write like I used to.

that means..I have to find a way to be back on track.

Wake me up when September comes

I don’t feel right doing this, actually. But something inside me keep telling me to save it, to live for this moment since I’ll lose it somehow, I was told by my self to just live with it; for some times – before leave.

Leaving for good, maybe when September comes. Till then, wake me up when September comes.

Cous cous, just how exactly it tastes like?

I’ve never failed in inventing my own food. But today! I failed. haha.

I’ve always wanted to try cous cous and quinoa before given their nutritional value is better than white rice. So, I bought a packet (expensive!) organic cous cous at Mid Valley last 2 days with the hope of I wanna try to eat it for a week. They said it is a super-food that can make your stomach flat *don’t judge me*.

Today, when I came back from work, I tried to cook it and the result is..terrible. It has a nice look, but the taste..I can’t accept it on my taste buds. Is it because of my recipe or cous cous is just not my thing? I guess I need to do a lot more revision how to make a good & tasty cous cous.

With my hungry stomach, I grabbed my laptop and ordered McDelivery.

Looks nice, huh? RIP

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