Wednesday, September 6, 2017


Hello, sorry for the long hiatus. I've been meaning to post something since my last post but everytime I'm about to write something, somehow it'll end up on the draft instead. I am curently on my semester break, and next semester is one of the most important semester for my degree, it'll determine whether or not i'm going to extend for another semester, it's a 50-50 possibility. 

Anyway, few weeks ago, waktu tunggu my flight balik rumah I got bored and I installed Tinder on my phone (Just for fun, dah delete dah). Within two hours of waiting I got a few matches and most of them are Malaysian currently studying abroad, coming home for summer break I guess. So, to cut story short I've become close with two guys from my matches. One is a 20 years old student who just started his degree and the other is a 26 years old who just finished his master and will start working with an Oil & Gas company in KL. Of course, we exchanged numbers. After a month of talking through WhatsApp, the 26 years old guy, let's call him Ali, asked me out on a date. It wasn't until then when I realized that the wall I've been building from my previous relationship is too high now I can't seem to let anyone enter anymore, too afraid that I'll get hurt again. The first cut is the deepest - and it's true, eventhough I have moved on I find it difficult to meet someone new. So, I told Ali I wanted to take things very slow, and that includes meeting face to face. I didn't know how upset he was until he said "At what point will you stop being so guarded?". I didn't reply him until this day. 

But all in all, I actually feel content being single, having no expectation or obligation to anyone but myself and the answer to Ali's question? I don't know, only time will tell. 

Thursday, June 29, 2017

Selamat Hari Raya

This is a tad late but i'm gonna wish you guys selamat hari raya anyway. After a month of fasting, I actually lose about 5kg and people noticed it right away, I am somewhere around 68kg-70kg before Ramadhan, so I guess it shows. 

Kalau korang perasan, kebanyakan iklan raya mesti pasal balik kampung and kesedihan. In my humble opinion, this has something to do with the great migration of kampung folks to major cities like Kuala Lumpur seeking for a better opportunities to provide for their families. Some of them won't be able to return to their hometown and thus the romanticisation of sadness during raya. 

As for me, I personally think that Raya is more than just a celebration marking the end of Ramadhan and beginning of Syawal. The very essence of raya is forgiveness. Which is why we have the phrase "maaf zahir dan batin" right after "selamat hari raya". 

By the way, thank you Penji for personally wishing me selamat hari raya on WhatsApp, the only blogger friend who did that. Haha.

Alhamdulillah, this year masih belum kena tanya soalan "bila nak kahwin?". The closer I got was "Jangan kahwin perempuan semenanjung, nanti susah nak balik raya." and that was from my uncle who have two menantu(s) from Kelantan and Pahang respectively. I am lucky that I have an older brother and sister who haven't marry yet, so the pressure is currently on them. But my older brother is almost 26 years old, he brought his girlfriend during our open house and my sister is in the process of knowing this guy, and I know it won't be long until my turn. But as far as i'm concerned, I'm just gonna enjoy my youth while it lasts. 

So, how's your raya?

Sunday, May 21, 2017

Swing Both Ways

First of all, i'm sorry for not updating anything for the past few months. I've been busy with tests and assignments. In fact, even midsem break haritu pun I spent the entire week for a vacation in Langkawi with my friends, and the last three days for a leadership camp in Pahang. I couldn't really find any time to write walaupun ada banyak idea. Masa masih jadi silent reader kan, selalu tertanya kenapa some of my favourite bloggers malas nak update blog diorang. Like, tak susah pun kot nak menaip and publish. But now that I have one of my own I finally understand the struggle of trying to keep your blog alive :') 

By the way, it is 2:44AM as i'm writing this so it's probably gonna sound a little bit silly. 

Dulu waktu masih study dekat matrikulasi (studied there for a half semester before i got accepted for asasi) I have this one male friend. Awal awal masuk class kitorang tak rapat langsung dan aku tak tahu bilik dia dekat hujung bilik aku. It wasn't until a month or so kitorang jadi rapat, pergi class sama sama, basuh kain dekat dobi sama sama, breakfast and lunch pun sama sama. Eventually, the day came when I have to leave matriculation, and he actually skipped his class to send me off and he was standing there crying while watching me. Itu kali pertama I saw a guy menangis because of me. We tried to keep in touch as much as we can, but I guess due to distance and different schedules, we stopped talking.

Last month, out of nowhere he suddenly dm-ed me on Instagram. I asked him if he is still together with his girlfriend and he said no. Then he said something that caught me off guard. 

"Nak tahu something tak, dulu waktu kita study dekat matrik aku sebenarnya suka kau lebih dari kawan. Waktu awal sem, aku try approach kau tapi kau lebih suka jalan sorang sorang. Bila kita dah start rapat, kau tinggalkan aku pula. Aku kecewa gaklah waktu tu, sampai nangis kot." Lepas dia meluah tu, aku macam tersentap jap sebab gaydar aku langsung tak boleh detect sexual orientation dia! He looks and act perfectly straight kot. Mind you, dia ada girlfriend juga waktu tu. 

The only thing I replied to him was ”Oh yeke, tak apalah. Banyak lagi lelaki kau boleh dapat dekat luar sana.” Hahaha! Truth be told, my one and only ex-boyfriend is a bisexual as well. I don't really have any good experience handling with guys who swing both ways. After our break up, my ex told me to find a girlfriend and get married because one day when we're old, we will need someone to be by our side and it won't be a person with the same gender as us. He probably meant well with that statement but waktu tu sumpah rasa nak tumbuk muka dia, but the only thing I did was left his room and hold back my tears. I kinda feel like bisexuals have more advantages than us gays. I mean, korang still ada nafsu kot dengan opposite gender, still boleh ada zuriat, boleh hidup dengan 'normal'. 

It is probably why everytime some guy introduce themselves as a bisexuals I tend to get a little sceptical, but not to the point where I've become biphobia of course. Guess I just don't really know how to deal with them . 

Tuesday, March 21, 2017

You Okay?

I think one of the biggest trait in myself that I feel is both a gift and a curse is my tendency to try and fix broken people. In fact, I think I might be attracted to them. There's just something about sad broken people – maybe it's because I need to be needed or maybe it makes me feel important that some people went to me and show the opposite side of them they don't just show to anyone else, or maybe I just really want to help, I don't know. 

My ex was struggling with self-acceptance when I first met him, he can't accept the fact that he is attracted to both boys and girls. I knew about it and I loved him anyway. At first I thought it was just a phase that every jock guys went through before discovering themselves. It wasn't later after we broke up and I went to his room at 4am in the morning when I finally saw his real self, an insecure and confused broken hearted boy, he was too depressed that he asked me to stay for the night and said ”I'm sorry you saw me at my worst.” He left to London for good a few weeks after that.

Sometimes, I would randomly send a text message to my close friends if I haven't seen them for a period of time. Asking if they are okay and almost immediately, they would open up to me. Never have I asked them to share their personal stories, but the fact that they did shows how much people underestimate the power of  genuine deep conversation. This is one of the reason why I don't do one night stand or even settle less than what I deserve, it's because I'm the kind of person that need more emotional touch rather than just physical. If we were to date, we would end up not sleeping at night talking about the alternate universe where we shouldn't hide our love for each other or even little details like where did you get those scars on your right arm and does it hurt when you broke up with your first love. God, sometimes I am embarassed of how much I can feel these whole emotions rushing inside of me. 

I talked about this with my bestfriend once and something he said that I will always remember and appreciate – ”If you can love the wrong people who gives zero shit about you that much, just imagine how much you can love the right one.” 

And maybe it's true, maybe I shoudn't change how I treat people or even be embarassed about it, I just have to wait for the right person to come.

Sunday, March 12, 2017

New Semester

Hello everyone, I've been busy lately as I just started my new semester, settled everything in my rented room and sorted out all of my classes. I'm taking a total of 26 credit hours this semester, meaning 9 subjects altogether. So far everything seems good although my friends keep asking me why I didn't contact any of them during the semester break, and some was actually offended that I didn't even bother to respond their messages in the WhatsApp group. To be honest, I've been keeping some distance with everyone, kinda need a social break, I stopped posting and updating anything on my Instagram and Twitter. But with this new semester, I have some new resolutions. First of all, I want to pass all of my subjects that I took, I know 9 subjects is a lot, which is why I have to work extra harder to achieve this, I'll try to go out less and spend more of my time studying and doing revision this semester. Secondly, I want to avoid all kind of drama be it with my friends or those people who doesn't like me, I made a mistake of entertaining some unnecessary drama that shouldn't have happened in the first place last semester and it affected me physically and mentally, hence the social break during semester break. Thirdly, I want to make the most of my time, I want to do something that I know future me will appreciate - reading more books, write more on my blog, get to know more positive people, join more academic events and etc. Fourth, to choose my battle carefully, not all battle are worth fighting for. For example, if someone talk trash about you to try and bring you down, you don't fight by talking bad about them as well, you rise higher and be the bigger person. Time will always show the truth. 

Also, if any of you here, I mean a blogger/non-blogger who wants to make a meet up or just casual hanging out, just let me know, it would be nice to actually have someone I can talk to about anything and just express myself :)

Monday, February 27, 2017


There is nothing good ever happens after 2am and when i'm left alone with my thoughts, I can't help but think of how will I die and that if life begins with consciousness, is there ever life after death? If, just if, there is life after death, and i'm not talking about judgement day, what does it look like? Will you be able to remember who you are and everything before you?

You see, we have planned this whole life ahead of us, we have dream of what our future holds - graduating from college, work a decent job, get married, have children and grow old. But what if it doesn't turn out as what we expected?

The concept of death seems very familiar to us, we all have lose someone that is dear to us, be it our friends or family. Let's turn the table, imagine we're the one leaving them behind, the concept of death then become something foreign - will I die in an accident? Will my last breathe would be on my bed? how will people react during my funeral? will people remember me? 

I know I shouldn't think too much about this, thinking of death can stop us from really living life. But somehow thinking about it allowed me to view everything in a bigger picture, I stopped taking care of those little petty stuff, and most of all I learned to be kinder and more forgiving to everyone around me knowing that I can leave them at any moment. I chose the path of least resistence, to stop being so angry and holding grudges everytime someone do me wrong. I'm not saying that it makes me a better person than everyone else, no. But it does give me a sense of self-realization knowing that I did everything I could to make a difference in my life. 

Thursday, February 16, 2017


I just received my exam result earlier this morning. I honestly thought that I'm gonna fail at least one subject. 

Sebelum jawab paper tu, sumpah rasa blank as fuck walaupun dah buat revision banyak kali. Mungkin sebab fikir banyak sangat sampai lupa nama case. Then, duduk diam, tengok semua orang jawab dengan penuh confident, siap minta extra answer sheet padahal aku tak habis pun lagi jawab semua soalan part A, lagi tambah cuak. Pastu keluar pergi toilet jap, basuh muka and tarik nafas dalam dalam, masuk exam hall balik and tulis every cases yang dapat ingat, walaupun tak pasti nama case tu betul ke tak. Haha.  

Tu pun masih struggle, sebab untuk part B (two essay questions), jawapan aku hanya satu muka surat setengah je, selalunya dua muka surat. Lepas habis jawab paper tu, keluar exam hall dengan perasaan redha, tak apa lah gagal pun, next sem apply extra credit hours untuk ambil subject ni balik.

Bila result keluar, tak tengok CGPA dulu, scanned all subjects dulu tengok ada perkataan FAILED ke tak. Haha. Alhamdulillah, semua PASSED. Subject yang aku rasa aku akan gagal tu pun dapat grade yang aku langsung tak expect. 

Sekarang ni nak fikir bila nak tunaikan nazar aku. Lepas habis final exam aku ada buat nazar, aku akan puasa seminggu kalau aku lulus semua subject. Mungkin akan start before puasa kot. 

Also, kena get ready untuk registration subjects next semester, sebab kalau lambat akan terpaksa masuk kelas yang start pukul 8 pagi. Aku paling benci kelas pukul 8 pagi, last sem lambat bangun untuk submit proposal FYP dan kena marah habis habisan oleh lecturer, pastu insaf dah, no more 8AM classes for me. 

P/S: Please pray for Kahlil to again pass all his subjects next semester, amin.