Another handbag story~

Assalamualaikum..

Hi.

This is another story about another handbag.

That day when I accompanied my sister for her stock-ups to Edinburgh, I was looking for stuff I could buy. Basically I needed a handbag because I purposely didn't bring any handbag home.
A good reason for another new handbag!

We're strolling around in the sunway carnival women department, and I straight away made my way to the handbags department. This time I wanted something black, because obviously I didn't own any black handbag. Suddenly there's this handbag caught my eyes.

mini eyes printing satchel! It's cute and cool and it's black. The dome shape I like, the mini size besides of being light, it's easy to carry, no extra wasted burden on shoulder ( God knows how I'm actually very aware of the remaining wasted space of my handbag which I don't usually use, and the extra weight aches my shoulder )

I asked Mummy how did it look on me, and Mummy replied,
"Awat handbag penuh dengan mata mata tu? Tak comellah! Pilih yang lain." LOL Mummy!
Of course, I explained to Mummy why I thought I like this handbag, and Mummy still said no.
I didn't say anything after that because maybe Mummy's right and I thought this bag might not be evergreen, another 2 years it's not that cool anymore, just a handbag with pairs of eyes.
So yeah no maybe in the next life! Leuls

Then Mummy and I strolled around the mall and went to the groceries to buy Life Chili Sauce in the plastic packaging because we don't travel with glass bottle and there's no other chili sauce can beat Life's, and also we rarely find Life Chili Sauce in other mall, so yeah grabbed A LOT of them while Farah was still in the women department.

On the way returning to Farah, we passed by GUESS store, oh I've never known that there's GUESS here, I straight away entered the store and looked around at the stuff there. Came this nice sweet SA welcoming and entertaining me. As what I wanted, I looked around for black handbag.

this is Rhoda Frame Shoulder Bag. Black; checked. Texture; great. Shape; good. Size; great. With additional red pompom key-chain accessory on it. This bag is great, the only thing here is the handle, shoulder? No madam, it's for my late 20's to 30's. For now, I'm good with long strap. 

Korry Dome Satchel in Black; black here means ALL black, including the hardware; the zipper, the tendons and joints connecting the limb (strap) and the trunk ( bag), the studs including the key-chain.

Everything's great about this one here, except that I might looked like carrying 'batu belah batu bertangkup' all my way and it's slightly large. So black! So, yeah no. I think the handbag manufacturer should maintain the usual black handbag with silvery or golden or the latest one; rose golden hardware. This doesn't make the bag looks like a freaking rock~

The same Korry Dome Satchel but in khaki green. This bag's so marvelous, the color is not black and it's slightly large. So, I put it back on the shelf.

Shea Cali Dome Satchel in black. What should I say about this love here; everything's perfect!

Then, I went out from that store, because I didn't want to rush for decision. And I didn't want the persuading face of the SA affected my decision.

Minutes later, I went back into the GUESS. And finally picked one of the handbag I've seen just now.

I made the payment while the SA packed the bag. And yeah love, let's go home.

New love! But you're no alone baby, your family isn't here but no worries you'll see your family soon!

What good about this bag?

It's black, the dome shape, the body pattern, the good moderate size, nice padlock accessory, long  adjustable strap, mobile hand strap, it has three compartments; two zipped compartments one contains mini zipped-less pockets for phones, cards etc, the other one contains zipped mini pocket. The middle zipped-less large compartment, closed by magnetic strap, is for easily-accessible stuff which you always need most of the time, as for me like my headphone or maybe notebooks we don't know.

So, that's the story of my new love. That's all.

Till then.

Bye!

Going home!

Assalamualaikum

Hi!

Finally, I'm home!

It's the best feeling to be home.

It has been 7 amazing days since the touchdown.

The journey home this time is adventurous to be honest but it's okay as long as the destination is home, every obstacles are acceptable!

So this time I traveled home with Etihad, was my very first time traveling with this national UAE airlines. 

Departed from Cairo, it was a 3 anxious hour of car ride from Alexandria. It took me half an hour to finally get off from the traffic congestion in Alexandria. I was so nervous that I might missed the flight, no that can't be happened! I prayed A LOTT so that I get home safe and sound, but firstly let me reach Cairo Airport safely and on time.

Finally I reached Cairo Airport and was so clueless about where to go which entrance to enter, as different terminals for different groups of airlines and each entrance for each terminals takes you to different airlines counter, oceans of people and lack of signs, it was so rare that I didn't have idea what to do haha

Luckily together with me, there's this group of my batchmates traveling together, so I didn't have to think a lot and just followed them.

We had to wait for so long for check in, due to the reason we ourselves didn't even understand. They said the we still didn't get to check in the next flight from Abu Dhabi to Kuala Lumpur, like how come?? I've checked in through mobile phone and already have gotten the mobile boarding pass. And I thought it's not the AUH-KUL flight, it was the CAI-AUH flight, maybe it's overbooked or what I didn't know. However at last we all finally boarded the flight. All of us.

I was so famished during the journey that I ate everything served to me. I barely remember what happened during the flight from Cairo to Abu Dhabi maybe because I snoozed a lot. Oh ya and the food was only served to us after about hour and half after the departure, which was so long thank God I didn't die from hunger.

Landed at Abu Dhabi International Airport without having much time for butt to have rest from the long walk before we again hopped on other shuttle bus to catch our next flight to Kuala Lumpur. So long before we finally takeoff, and Abu Dhabi's so hot, that we drenched in sweat. Even in the freaking plane.

Having good time onboard, I have to admit it, Etihad serves nice inflight meal! I finished almost everything on the tray. The movie selection is not that various, but there's still stuff you can watch to kill the time. After 7 hours, we finally landed, and I was so annoyed that we're quite delayed but felt grateful at the same time that we're safely arrived, and I had to catch another flight to Penang. Had so limited time, that I sometimes had the feeling that I might missed it. And yeah I missed the freaking flight! I rushed like no one business and only made it to the bag drop counter 20 minutes before departure, and only to be rejected by the counter staff. What a sad night, that my tears finally dropped after few minutes pooled inside my inner canthi. I just wanted to be with my family that night, that's all I asked for. After several minutes of calming myself, I booked the earliest ticket on the next day, and dropped the bag at the counter, and joined my other friends who took flight the next day, and had good time talking and gossiping. Thank God for these people for cheering me up.

The next day after waiting for like 9 hours, I finally boarded and an hour later, landed at Penang International Airport, only Farah and Abah fetched me, as Mummy went to work and Boboy went to his school.

God knows how blessed it feels to be home, hugged by family and talked a lot and a lot, laughed a lot and a lot. So good only those who are away from their family for a long time could understand.

Till then.
Assalamualaikum.

Raya 2016

Assalamualaikum

Hi

Selamat Hari Raya everybody!

Maaf zahir batin 

Remember when I said I didn't want to prepare anything for Raya?

I didn't do that for real, because at the Raya Eve last night I made myself some Raya cookies.

It's so terrible if I didn't prepare anything for Raya huhu

I made the cookies at Yana's house because I don't have oven at home, and it's always better to carry home some lighter containers full with Raya cookies rather than carrying a huge heavy oven to borrow, then to return it again will be another laziness. Last year we borrowed someone's oven from our neighborhood, what a chaos along the way haha!

So for that, I went to the Fathalla, a supermarket near my neighborhood, with Yana to buy the ingredients.

It's so tiring guys, it was like oceans of humans there in Fathalla, especially at the cashier area.

And of course we reached Yana's house, drenching in sweat!

The first thing to do was to make the jem nanas (pineapple jam sounds so specifically for the bread spread) for the tart.

So this time, I decided to make my long time craving tart nanas and cornflakes madu (which is easy to make and always delicious at the same time)

And yeah we had to make the jem nanas out of the whole uncut pineapple, which was wow, I have never cut one! So we slaughtered off the crown, then peeled of the weird skin of the pineapple, and finally, carefully took out the pineapple eyes, Yana said that we looked like dissecting some human muscles haha 

I was so amazed at how we successfully cleaned out the pineapple but forgot to snap some pictures.

Then we cut it into smaller dices. I thought that we had to blend the pineapple, but Yana's housemate's Mom said that blended pineapple will have lot of juice. Hence, the dice.

After that, we fried the pineapple dices without oil, waiting for like 10 minutes for the pineapple solid dices to transform into something semi-solid and it felt like forever~

Urgh why so stubborn these dices!!

I felt like blending them! Less than a minute later, I found myself transferring those hot stubborn pineapple babies from the pan into the blender, and less than two minutes later, we got the semi-solid form of pineapple! But still we had to fry to dry it before leaving the jem nanas inside the fridge to cool off!

After breaking the last fast of this Ramadan, we started to prepare for the Raya cookies. 

While waiting for the jem nanas to cool off, I prepared the madu for the cornflakes, by using the 'main taram' method, I melted some amount of butter which I didn't know how much exactly, together with the honey and sugar. Clearly, I'm not the type of cook you wanna refer to for the recipe~

After the destined couple had successfully mixed together, I left it for a while to let it cool off, and while that I went crushing the cornflakes, after some time I took the pan out from the kitchen, I put the crushed cornflakes, some raisins, some bijan, and colourful hearts and stars into the lovely couple mixture of butter and honey. Mix them carefully till all the cornflakes coated with the lovely sweet couple.

Came this annoying phase of most of the Raya cookies, to make all of them into bite-sized! 

For cornflakes madu, we put it into colourful paper cups, well all my Raya cookies were in cups =.=

So yeah, Yana and I super-patiently put the stuff into the cups, after that, baked them in oven for like 10 minutes, don't remember the temperature, Yana managed that out. The cornflakes madu had finally done! 

Now the more difficult part; tart nanas,

I've never made tart nanas before, I was just Mummy's helper, so my knowledge about making tart nanas is basically observational not experiences!

But worries no more, we have the internet and stuff to sort this tart nanas problem out!

So the ingredients are, wheat flour, corn flour, butter, sugar, egg, powder milk, vanilla essence, and yellow artificial colour so that the dough didn't look pale.

If you really wanna know how to make the dough, feel free to search on your own, because the procedures are basically the same.

Mixing the butter, egg and sugar!

After the flour family joined the team!

After my hand joined the team haha

Firstly, we made the trial of three pieces to improvise everything in case these trials have gone bad.

The result after the second longest 15 minutes of my life ( well the first is always OSCE exam man don't you ever dare to seize the throne) was the crust went well, but the jem nanas was a mess!

So SOUR, after all the three scoopfuls of sugar! I've tasted it seconds after I broke my fast and it was good! Maybe it was the post-fasting tongue, so low threshold~

I was so frustrated and decided to improvise the jem nanas, who wants to eat sour tart nanas tell me? Even me the tart nanas all time lover would reject weird-taste tart nanas!

I literally threw LOTS of sugar into the pan and started the frying process all over again!

After thorough tasting and LOTS and LOTS of sugar had been poured into the pan, we decided to cool it off inside the fridge.

While waiting, we made the dough-later-crust and put them into the cups, after finishing the whole dough, we took out the jem nenas and again did the trials, this time two pieces, couldn't waste more of the innocent dough.

After 20 minutes this time, we took out the trials from the oven and cool them off before tasting them.

The result was.........it went WELL! SO WELL !!

Excitedly, Yana and I stuffed the jem nenas onto the crust!

Weren't they beautiful? kikiki~

So that was the story behind the tart nanas! 

And today was the first Raya, I woke up for Subuh and couldn't sleep anymore, it's so weird we didn't have to makan sahur anymore, my stomach rumbled so much, but Yana refused to wake up.........

No Yana, no cook, no food :(

Oh ya btw I slept at Yana's house last night, because those tart nanas only done after 12 freaking am!

Soon after that, Yana finally woke up and realized that it's Raya today haha~

She cooked me some fried rice, we didn't cook the rendang ketupat and all, we could have it at the Mara Raya Feast later.

Went home along with the Raya cookies, prepared the baju raya, took bath and got ready to attend the Mara Raya Feast!

I don't have any decent photo of myself alone huhu

the food, so lazy man to turn this picture, took it raw from phone

Me, Eila the housemate, Yana the cookies partner, and Dina

Me with Siti the classmate

me with Jen and Syaza the classmates

Me and Eila

me and Eila outside

the wrap for the Mara Raya Feast. Alhamdulillah for the laughters and happiness!

So Annoyed

Assalamualaikum

Hi

So, it's approaching Syawal now, about 2 days more.

I'm sad as this is my second time of not celebrating Hari Raya with my family.

So, I refuse to prepare anything for Hari Raya as it's so saddening.

What is the meaning of Hari Raya without my family? *sigh

And next year will be the third year of no Raya, again huh

Eila barged into my room just now to ask for some paracetamol; she's having the girl monthly-thing, the cramp seems so real this time, she had never asked paracetamol from me before.

We had some small talk for a while, her boyfriend had gone back to Malaysia to celebrate raya and apparently, her boyfriend's family already had their Raya family photo thingy, probably because her boyfriend's brother which is now a doctor, doesn't get Raya break and has to celebrate it at the hospital.

I cringed because I thought it's impossible for Moslem government staff to not have Raya break.
Apparently, I'm wrong.

This has made me sad and annoyed even more.
Three Raya-less years and suddenly God forbids that I don't have Raya break during my housemanship (if Allah wills).
How painful and torturing it is to me?
I don't care if I don't get enough rest, I don't care if I have to work for 33 hours, I don't care if I don't get enough time to eat or drink ( it's okay I can get slimmer ) but I freaking care if I don't have the freaking Raya break.
Please Allah, please give me Raya break *wailing*

And tell you what, we almost don't have Raya break this year, the schedule so packed that we still have class on first day of Raya and the consecutive days.
That's so terrible I got no mood for the whole day, until the SR (my last two years job haha) told us that he had our department rescheduled the time table, and finally we have like four-days off.
Alhamdulillah.
Although it doesn't change the fact that I'm not going to celebrate Raya with my family, still the tense has reduced a bit, because having class on Raya Aidilfitri sounds so terrible guys. So terrible.

Thanks for reading my whines.
Selamat Hari Raya guys.
Till then.
Assalamualaikum.

Turkish Airlines review

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Hi

Well that day I traveled to Turkey with my sister, I chose Turkish Airlines, as well as travelling back to Malaysia during last winter break.

I always love planes, airliners, stewards, stewardess, pilots, seats, IFE, planes windows, the wings, the rolls royce engines, everything about planes. I always watch the Air Crash Investigation, the youtube videos of landing planes, taking-off planes, plane reviews etc. I always feel happy and excited when it comes to planes. I feel free and my homesickness somehow cured after I watched some planes videos. Haha weird right. If only I live near airport, I probably always find myself at the runway gate wearing ear-muff watching planes land and takeoff. 

I admire pilots, a lot! 

At how they manage to land and to takeoff the plane and everything, maybe all they need is just to activate the auto-pilot mode to cruise, but it  always triggers the excitement in me to see them, the pilots sit at the most front, in the cockpit, leading the whole fleet.

Okay enough about my enthusiasm. 

Back to the topic, it was the first time I traveled on Turkish Airlines, and within a month gap between travelling to Turkey and going back to Malaysia. Overall it's good and nice experience.

Bound for Istanbul on this fleet Airbus A321 with 3-3 seats configuration, people often misunderstands that Airbus is always a big plane when they actually produce smaller plane like above. No matter Boeing or Airbus company, they both produce small and big planes. Malaysia Airlines uses Boeing 737 a lot as smaller fleet, and that maybe explains why Malaysians always misunderstand the Airbus. You guys may actually look at Air Asia fleets, they use a lot of Airbus A320 as their smaller carrier. Don't misunderstand. Get the concept right haha

It was an early morning flight, were there a lot of passengers onboard? I barely remember, I just wanna see my sister badly huhu
As for an Airbus A321, I didn't expect it to run as rapidly as a Boeing 737, but it did!
Speed is something I really enjoy when riding on a plane, the faster it speeds to takeoff the better.
But nothing is comparable to MAS Boeing 737, it always speeds and it's freaking enjoyable!
The sound of rolls royce engines grinding is so exciting, rushing your adrenaline!
And that's what fun about riding a plane.

On such a short one hour plus flight, they served full course breakfast meal and it's good. Bad thing is my stomach was so bloated, I couldn't eat.
So, it was a short flight, nothing much to say.
Reaching Ataturk Airport at 6 something.

On our way back to Alexandria, we traveled on an A319, more or less same like A321.
Again it was a nice flight, and as I said before nothing much could be said for an hour flight.
But Ataturk Airport is a very busy airport indeed, not because a lot of humans roaming around in the airport, maybe the airport is not big enough to accommodate that huge numbers of passengers, but it's because there're so much planes queuing up to land and to takeoff, in the dark you can see the plane's white strobe lights, there were like three planes queuing up to land, the most front landed, then came another one to complete the set of three! Like non-stop, and it amazed me how the ATC works on that, the planes don't collide mid-air, just don't God forbid. Same goes during takeoff, as I observed, there were two runways for take off and they make full use of it. And in mid-air as we takeoff, we could see other plane landing and it's near we can see what type of plane it is. where it's supposed to have 1 km distance at least between planes mid-air and maybe it was already 1 km, it was my first time encountered such experience huhu

22 days later...
Travelling from Alexandria again to Istanbul on same fleet and Istanbul to Kuala Lumpur on an Airbus A330-300. We had like 12 hours layover at Istanbul and for that, we got to stay at the hotel, Four Points Sheraton somewhere in Istanbul, got there by Turkish Airlines shuttle bus.
If you have 7 hours layover for business class and 10hours for economy, you should get either hotel stay or Istanbul tour, choose one. Under ONE condition, there's no alternative flight within shorter time, for example, there're two flights operating to your next destination, first one within 5 hours and second one within 10hours, if you book the second flight although it's 10hours layover, you don't get the accommodation as it's not a forced layover, instead it's for pleasure.
And to get the accommodation, it's not like someone will call you straight away once you get out from the plane. You have to get out as if Istanbul is your destination, passing through passport control, obtain the entry stamp. For those countries who need visa to enter Turkey, please obtain it before, may do it through online as well.  You don't have to collect your luggage at the belt, it won't be there~ Your luggage will be transported directly to your next flight. And don't follow the transit lines before passing the passport control as it'll bring you straight away to the gate to your next destination, and do enjoy the 10 freaking hours of layover staring at the occupied gate for about 10 flights before your turn.

And after you get out from the arrival hall, turn right and go to the Starbucks area, both the hotel stay counter and the tour manager are there. We chose hotel stay that day, I don't care if there's none of my friends chose hotel. I'd still be with my choice. I felt so tired as I spent the whole night at the Alexandria Borg El Arab Airport and some hours onboard, so I needed rest. Miraculously with me, there were Zaidah, Maya, and his boyfriend-now-fiance Amir, last winter trip travelmates, and they forced me to join them touring around Istanbul. And they succeeded. =__=
We had breakfast then we went out.
It was snowing that time, and I froze! I think I'm not a winter-person. I can be so grumpy in cold weather and so tired too.
We snapped pictures, I was almost not interested, like the hell I just took pictures here three weeks ago! And I'm not a photo-kind of person anyway, just take it for the sake of future reminiscing tools leuls~
We strolled around at Sultanahmet area, at the Grand Bazaar, directing them way as I still had my recent memory.
And on our way back to the hotel, we've been cheated by the cab driver, and it took us more than 2 hours to reach the hotel, and missed the shuttle bus as well, as we're scheduled to take the 3pm shuttle bus and our flight was at 6pm.
We asked the receptionist politely has the shuttle gone, and there he blamed us for returning back late. It wasn't our mistake for god sake! And the predicament continued, Amir then suggested that we went to the airport by cab. I was like we've been cheated by cab driver then we took another cab to reach here and again another cab to the airport?! How many bucks more we need to waste on this?
Then I've gone mental, almost yelling at the receptionist to check for the next shuttle bus, and there'd be another trip at 4pm. OMG IT DOESN'T KILL YOU TO TELL US THAT THERE'S ANOTHER TRIP  WE CAN CATCH! instead of lecturing us like a grandmother~

And we managed to arrive at the airport and got on the plane. I think Turkish Airlines has to improve their ground service, some of the staff members were quite rude, they're so pissed off when we asked them more questions or to repeat what they've said as if you asked them for their kidneys. Some of them speak bad english too, maybe because of the Turkish tongue you barely understand what they say.
Working for long hours is not an excuse for you to treat your customers badly, should've known better before you decided to take the customer service job.

A330-300 or often written as A333. They always make everything simpler, eg Boeing 737-800 becomes B738.

I got to sit on 7K, It's always good to sit at the front, got food earlier, got to disembark earlier, with lavatory only 5 steps away. What's not so good is when you embark a bit later than the rest, you'll find out that you don't have space to keep your suitcase in the over-head compartment near your seat and you have to keep it a bit further at the back, so do embark earlier for the sake of your suitcase.
I always choose window seats, because as they say, we can enjoy the sky view, mehh don't simply believe it, you'd enjoy the view for like good five minutes and then you'd just shut the window because you want to sleep the whole flight~
Departed a bit late because as I said before, Ataturk is a damn busy airport. The pilots have to fight for the runway hehe hell no, they queue up to takeoff and obediently follow the ATC's instruction. There was this one deadliest accident ever in aviation history involved two giant B747s, between the KLM and Pan Am at Tenerife Airport runway; due to heavy fog and miscommunication between the cockpit and ATC. So, as passenger we have to understand the situation before getting mad at the delay.
Once the aircraft stable, we're given the refreshment; Turkish delight and amenity kit which is quite great for economy class. We got some socks, sleep mask, mini toothbrush and toothpaste, ear plugs and lip balm in the reusable pouch. Before the meal served, we're given beverages and a pack of legumes; hazelnut I think. And if you ask for soft drinks, the stewardess will give you the whole 350ml can unlike other airliners, they give you a glass of it and spare the remaining for other passengers or sometimes give the mini can of 150ml, it's Qatar I think.

The meal was good, I barely remember what they served us, just they used the whole wheat bread for bun which I didn't like huhu
I really love in-flight hot buns, if I happened to not get meal onboard which is likely impossible, at least they should have one option in case they ran out the other option, I'd be alive with like 5 buns and butter!
And Turkish Airlines also fly their chefs out together with the passengers onboard. and I think it's awesomely-rare!
We got two full course meals for 11 hours flight, and if it's not enough, you may go to the galley to grab some food.

Most of the time I just snoozed and watch movies. I didn't read unless it's really important to read.
People always think that medical students always read medical stuff whenever and wherever.
No, I don't. I read when exams are approaching. And when the finals actually come, I live in my cave, being antisocial for like one month huhu

And dear hijabis ladies, for your comfort, you may take your scarf off and cover your head with a comfy shawl, you don't have to use pins, just flip it to your shoulder as long as it covers, maybe it's quite difficult to change in that limited and opened space, but it's not an excuse, I could even change the thick sweatshirt into some cotton shirt on my seat without my skin being seen, Malaysia's hot and I was from winter area. And refreshed my face and applied some make up *wink*
Amir and Maya were like 4 rows back and once we arrived, Maya was so surprised looking at me like I just got out from house.

So that was the journey going back to Malaysia with Turkish Airlines.

Everything's almost the same when returning back to Alexandria, except that I sobbed a lot because I left my family and I actually revised paediatics stuff onboard as finals were coming that time.
Praise the Lord, I did quite well  and my wish granted during last finals. The layover was around 6 hours and we spent the whole time talking about how we miss our family badly and how short the break was and how we wish everything's gonna be over really quick and how the finals were actually around the corner. I was like so demotivated but still have to swallow everything up to focus for the finals.

Till then
Ramadhan Kareem.
Assalamualaikum.

Some story of handbag and stuff that you may not enjoy to read!

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Hi

I'm sure everyone of us knows ourselves very well huh especially our taste on the things we possess!

And I'm pretty sure everyone or some of us have this tendency to shop for same category of things; clothes for examples.

Some would find themselves end up buying blouses or denims or crop tops.

While some would stop by some MAC booth for some new shades of lipstick~

Whereas I would always end up buying handbags!

And there are 10 special criteria for me to purchase handbags; 

1. Nothing black

2. It must be in shapes. could be rectangular, square, round, oval

3. Must come with long straps

4 to 10. Something rigid

Special appreciation to the sister as she flew back to her second newly home with some of my collections, still some space for new loves!

And yes my collections come within this radius of criteria, except for that black schoolbag because I was desperately in need of backpack, the books were so damn heavy! And that some handmade patterned bag pack for being not rigid, because there was this one fine day when my sister and I went over-shopped in Turkey hence the bag! 

Last time when I was in Malaysia, I was scrolling the website of some local designers' handbag , I was thinking of buying something off the radius.

You know the feeling when you sometimes want to appear different from usual.

But the filter was still devoid of something black, I don't know I personally have something intersecting with black handbag, where everybody on earth would go for something black so that they could match it with every clothes they have.

I inspected the bags thoroughly one by one and came this one hobo bag that I thought I would buy!

TADAA! The hobo bag that would make me look different, casual yet classy, not structured, would match him (him because handbags are love) with some black plain blouse to enhance the vibrant red colour and the so local batik contemporary Southern-East Asian pattern! Wow such an ambitious girl I was, yes I know~

I asked Mummy was that any chance that we could go shopping or else I would just go for online shopping.

You could guess the answer when you saw me and Mummy were already strolling around in the mall, looking at the finely arranged handbags; there were satchels, hobos, slings, totes, cross-bodies and yada yada omg love is everywhere!

And yeah there was the hobo that would make myself look different, I took a long thorough inspection of him, was on the top of the shelf, had to tip-toe to reach him, excuse my shortness~

I thought I would just pick that hobo guy and pay, but no I didn't. I began to look at other bags, there were these satchels of my radius of criteria, I looked at them so interestedly. Out of conscious, I asked the salesgirl to unchain one of the satchel where he's actually pink, and rigid and rectangular with long straps!

I hang the satchels on my shoulder and walked towards the giant mirror, yeah he looked so me!

I giggled inside, I asked Mummy for her opinion, of course she would say he's good, firstly because I'm her beloved daughter secondly because the bag really is.

Suddenly, I remembered I'd already owned something dirty pink from zara Italy outlet because on the opposite shoulder at that moment, hung that freaking bag, how could I forget!

I didn't look like I've bought anything new, remember the mantra; was to make me look different!

Then my eyes fell for this one satchel in mustard yellow and rigid and rectangular with long straps!

There the salesgirl came again to unchain the bag, same moves as before, yes again this looks good on me, he's so me! And he's mustard, I don't have anything mustard in smaller size. 

And I turned to Mummy before I'd ever pop with the question, Mummy already nodded her head.

'Yes, this is the bag I would buy!'

this is how the mustard satchel that would make myself look the same looks like, on the top of it, he has a lot of compartments in him, it's easier to organize all the things inside! 

We went to pay and suddenly I remembered  the hobo that would make myself look different.

OMG what to do? The hobo bag was the one that I've had in my mind every single night three days in row,  the vibrant red hobo bag that will match gorgeously with some black plain trendy local designer's blouse with some eye-catching-arranged impacted beads on it!

But no I couldn't buy two handbags in one day, buying new bag when you already had some unused on the shelves was already considered a guilt but pleasure, let alone buying two when you actually have already known where all this would settle down! I sighed.

Later that day, I learnt something new, no matter how bad it is how usual it is, the sparkling of excitement in your eyes reflects how much you actually like it, I might have bought  the hobo that would make myself look different, and yeah I may look differ when I wear it but I couldn't feel the excitement the way I went parallel with my interest, with my taste.

Same goes to other things in the world, how bad your option is to some people, how they say you could do better with other option, they'd never understand the sparkling of excitement you have in your eyes when you have your option!

You know you're so bored with life when you find yourself hanging out with a pineapple LOL!

on the side notes, Pottery does make a really scrumptious pizza, the dough-now-bread is so soft you wanna cry! So delish! I have no idea that the bread could go that soft.

Okay that's all I guess!

Till we meet again.

Good day.

Assalamualaikum.

Kenangan Surau

Assalamualaikum 

Hi

Aku rasa semua orang pun pernah jer pegi surau, mesti banyak benda kelako yang kalau kau kenang sampai harini pun mesti kau gelak terkekeh kekeh!

Surau yang paling banyak aku masuk aku rasa surau sekolah aku dulu pasal aku dok asrama first 2years and half, haram solat kat dorm, kena solat kat surau. Betullah jugak kalau boleh solat kat dorm, memang krik2 la surau tu takde sape nak solat kat sana.

Banyak la jugak kenangan kat surau ni sebenarnya kalau diingat kembali.

Dulu masa form 1, masa hari first masuk asrama, kebetulan baca yaasin reramai, mula2 tu okay la aku baca tetiba dalam sekelip mata dah sodaqallahal'azim.

Eh?! LOL rupanya aku tertidur dalam keadaan duduk tegak and pegang buku yaasin kat tangan, yang powernya tak terlentok or tersengguk pulak tu, giler punya penat aku rasa time tu sampai boleh tertido dalam posisi tegak sebegitu rupa!

Pastu ada sekali tu, aku dengan member aku jadi tok siak kemas surau bahagian pempuan, kitorang ada satu area bertutup dengan almari, so kitorang kena kemas tempat tu la, kitorang panggil tempat tu petak ke kotak eh aku dah lupa. Masa sedap2 mengemas sambil bergelak ketawa tetiba dengar suara budak aspura (asrama putera), waktu tu bukan waktu solat and dah lewat malam so memang takde orang la itu pasal kitorang bergelak ketawa kat situ! Bila dah dengar suara dak aspura ni masuk, kitorang diam menikus la kat situ buat kerja pelan pelan. Tetiba ada suara brader ni macam marah2 tau, cuak nak mampus la kitorang kat belakang tu. 

Dia marah sape do? Adakah kitorang yang diamukinya itu? Eh kitorang dediam je kot. Tetiba dengar cam ada benda meletup BAMMMM! kuat nohorom! Apa cegat situ lagi, menggelupur la aku dengan member aku ni berterabur keluar dari petak tu, dapat kurasakan segenap masyarakat aspura yang ada dalam surau berkenaan memandang ke arah kitorang yang tetiba keluar entah dari mana! 

Aku cam terdengar ada brader tu panggil "Adik!Adik!"

Ahh kau giler memang taklah kitorang nak menoleh, korang nak mengebom berani mati ke nak bertempur ke biar kitorang lari menyelamatkan diri dulu! Dahlah tu punya pecut pegi aspuri, sedar sedar member aku tak sempat capai selipar dia tadi, patah balik la pulak! Yang part patah balik depan surau pick up selipar member aku tu dia punya perasaan dah lain macam beb, dari perasaan takut pelan pelan dia tukar jadi malu! Dem!

Esok malamnya waktu prep, kitorang terdengar budak aspura tanya budak aspuri,

" Eh korang tahu tak sape budak aspuri (asrama puteri) ada kat surau lewat malam semalam? Kitorang ada rollcall mase tu, abang xxx mengamuk pastu dia ketuk meja dengan rotan depan mic, tiba tiba ada budak aspuri dua orang berlari keluar. Korang tahu tak sape?"

LOL!

Pastu, satu malam ketika bulan Ramadhan, masa tu solat tarawih, aku dengan member aku ni dok saf depan sekali pastu paling centre, tetiba muncul perasaan malas nak solat tarawikh masa tu dah rakaat ke 5 kot, aku pun bagitahu la member aku ni, rupanya dia pun dimunculi sejenis perasaan malas yang sama, kitorang lama jugak nak decide keluar saf tu, elok pulak abam imam dah angkat takbir.

Hah dah macam mana nak keluar ni hah, orang saf  belakang pun dah angkat takbir, tetiba ada suatu ruang yang membolehkan kitorang bolos meninggalkan saf tadi, nakal weh! Adakah pulak malas solat tarawikh?! Then sekeluarnya kitorang dari surau itu, bukan hanya surau yang kitorang tinggalkan, kitorang juga meninggalkan ruang solat untuk dua orang di saf paling depan dan paling centre! Apalagi, bekerjasama lah semua jemaah aspuri kat surau tu, line kiri kanan weh bergerak selangkah demi selangkah sebab nak tutup ruang yang agak besar jugak tu, berpintal pintal kain diorang sebab nak bergerak pada masa yang sama dah pun solat! Yang hampir tumbang dek kaki kehilangan arah dalam kain berpintal tu pun ada! Kalau aku jadi diorang dalam hati menyumpah nyumpah dah, anak sape lah yang berjiwa afrit ni?

LOL!

Penah tak korang tahiyat akhir, member sebelah kanan tak bangun lagi dari sujudnya, sekali dia bangun, PEH sedap henyaknya atas kaki korang! Aku penah weh! Tahan air mata hoi sementara nak tunggu abam imam bagi salam, habislah hancor kaki aku! Kalau dia henyak satu kaki takpelah, pressure dia tu diffuse, cuba bayang dia henyak jari kelingking kaki kau jer! Hoi tahan napas tau nak tahan keperitannya itu! Tu pun aku penah kena nok. Dalam hati, Ya Robb lumpuh lah jari aku habislah! 

Nasib baik tak lumpuh huhuhu LOL!

Satu lagi, bila kau dengan semangatnya berdiri untuk rakaat ketiga, member sebelah still duduk tahiyat awal, elok berdiri, terkehel weh leher menyenget sebab member kau yang tak bangun lagi tu duduk atas hujung telekung kau! Tetiba waktu tu kau termenghayati perasaan kembar siam yang bercantum kepala dan terpaksa menyenget macam tu seumur hidup. Kalau member sebelah tu tindih hujung telekung takpelah, at least kau dah fully berdiri cuma kepala jer terkehel, ce kalau member sebelah tu tindih part tengah, sempat berdiri separuh je weh! Dengan kepala menyenget lagi, nak nak jenis tak bertimbang rasa atau khusyuk bebeno solatnya, keraslah kau dalam posisi tu selama setengah minit! Lagi satu, ada jugak jenis member sebelah yang bila duduk pressure dia setinggi graviti bumi, kau pulak bangun berdiri dengan kadar kelajuan cahaya, bila kau bangun, tetiba kau nampak putih jer, sebab lubang telekung untuk muka kau dah dekat telinga! LOL

Lagi satu, kes kain terburai di hujung solat. Aku rasa aku pun pernah. Dia kalau kain getah takpe, at least boleh secure kat peha ke kat lutut ke ataupun kau buka la kaki sikit at least sangkut kat lutut!

Ini kalau kain jenis ikat ni, tak dapek nak diselamatkan dah, memang terburai kat situ! LOL

And pada suatu hari yang indah, tengah solat, imam ruku', semua ruku', imam turun sujud, semua sujud, imam bangun duduk antara sujud, semua bangun, bila imam sujud lagi sekali, semua pun sujud lagi sekali, then imam bangun berdiri, semua pun berdiri, member depan aku tak berdiri lagi still sujud. Kipas surau aku pulak kuat giler angin dia. Tetiba telekung member sebelah member aku yang tak bangun2 lagi tu mengembang dek ditiup angin, serentak dengan itu member depan aku pun berdiri, hah kau elok masuknya dalam telekung member sebelah dia yang terbang tadi tu! Tetiba telekung dia pun menguncup, solatlah member depan aku ni dalam telekung member sebelah dia! Aku tak tahulah mana lagi azab, member yang solat dalam telekung orang sebelah dia tu ke ataupun aku yang kembung mulut tahan gelak ni! Nak nak pulak member yang terperangkap dalam telekung tu member aku sendiri, lagilah geli hati terbayang wajah dia yang serius bercampur redha bercampur malu!

Ataupun, telekung kau sendiri yang terbang, bila kau bangun dari sujud, telekung belah belakang ni dah terbang ke depan tutup muka kau, terperangkap lah kau dalam telekung sendiri.

Pulak kalau tetiba ada budak aspura masuk lambat, terkejut teman, tetiba ada pocong solat tengah tengah. Surau kitorang takde tirai pemisah, tu pasal aspura boleh nampak terus and tu pasal jugak takde kisah kain tirai terbang dan aspuri terjojol bersendirian.

Lagi satu aku agak nakal la dulu, aku suka simpul kain telekung member aku, bila dia berjalan akan tersekat2 lah langkahnya oleh sebonjol simpulan hasil tangan aku. Kekekeke

Oklah tu je nak sembang

Ok2

Bye2

Assalamualaikum!