My jaw dropped when I failed in multiple attempts to log in this blog account. 2 weeks plus without any entry update, felt like I’d never own one. haha. And finally, somehow I typed something that was popped in my memory (that maybe,maybe it could be the password) and yeah! Here I am. (I don’t know what the password I typed, glad that I ticked the ‘remember me’ box so that I wouldn’t have to type the password again).

Oldness proven? Hell yes. Some of my memories (password especially) seemed to be destroyed earlier than it supposes to! What is going on? Or blame not aging process, maybe it has something to do with my neuron,somewhere at the frontal lobe.heh

Okay. Enough of that.

It has been one month and seventeen days since I graduated and still unemployed. Been through a lot of job applications, some rejections, some halfway succeeds and my faith is still the same. I won’t give up that easy, I know some people get hired after one to two years of graduating. So, no problem. As long as we keep on trying and hoping, someday a good news may hit you.

Rather than finding a part-time job, I started up some small businesses. Shawls is the main one followed by food and beverages. Car-boot sale! I just love this idea, really! It is fun to meet random people, talking to the customers, and I’m now understand this saying – “when you love the job, you didn’t feel tired – you enjoyed doing it”.

Oh, we sisters yang punya plan since all of us are now home and all the minds think alike. Business! We dreamed of food truck one fine day, and I can’t stop thinking about it every time before I fall asleep. From the food truck concept, the possible name, the menus, and the dream goes on. I was once googled up for any food truck/mobile kitchen that’s availabe for sale, and guess what? it is about eighteen thousands ringgit! Then, I stopped googling and muhasabah kejap. Haha.

I think, it must be interesting to record the journey of us. All these plans and activities make our bond stronger,and yeah it is much more easier (and fun too!) to work with our own siblings and family.

the shawls, running online. @closetbyher
the weirdest things I ever tried haha. fun!
one of the menus. Popia!

Donut’s story

Spending time eating my favorite donut. I bought two ; one is my all-time favorite and the other one is a new-trial. Just for fun, trying a new thing.

It is surprising that the one I’ve never tried before is more delicious than the all-time favorite donut. If I’m not dare of trying the new donut, maybe I will still stuck in the donut that I favored but now the taste was changed. Now that I love the new donut, it gives me confidence to leave the old donut. I still adore its old flavour, but yeah the fact wasn’t there anymore. Well, not under my control, so what else I can do?

So, sometimes, things are worth trying and sacrifice for. No matter how hard you’re at the first moment, in this case – deciding to try the new donut – believe me anything that comes after is better. Never be afraid to jump out of your zone. Try a new thing, challenge yourself and dare to change for the better you. It’s not easy but it’s going to be worth it.

After all, it is just about donut. Over-analysing me. Heh.


*Murakami’s book is displayed at the bookstore. Excited to see it but alas, too pricy. Unaffordable for now 😦


Class for my entire degree study was just ended. Can you believe it? Haha, hard to believe I know.

Fact that we are getting older,literally;  that someday we will reach 30s and 40s, living on our own – standing on our own feet – doesn’t it too early?

I don’t think I will get old. How do my inner child evolve?



I am getting old. We are getting old literally; year by year. My world had changed. Mom and I started to have an adult-talk. Then I HAVE TO realize that I’m not young anymore. So much things had changed. There’s too little room for any mistakes. We have to aware that life is the art of drawing, unfortunately – without eraser. Put on the colours you love, re-define your old art, stamp them by your new own way. Make the art priceless, valuable.

Feelings; they evolved. They become a lot more sensitive, and some of them are just turned out to be as feelings. Correspond to that, I know people around my circle will be more delicate, easily touched by words and actions, misunderstanding, cold war etc. I need to watch myself, I don’t want to involve in those kind of act anymore *although I, myself doesn’t seem to be that delicate. I have to learn how to take care of other’s feelings and to put myself in the same boat as theirs.

I don’t know why, but I am scared to face this fragile world, and everything.

Maybe this time, this saying really make sense – We never really grow up, we only learn how to act in public.

but sometimes, be selfish. hah!
but sometimes, be selfish. hah!