Hey people! Sorry for the long hiatus. My apologies as I’ve been so busy just traveling around Malaysia and layaning my bf!
Evidently, my instagram is flooded with our pictures & adventures <3
I’m pretty bumped that he has returned to New Zealand. It didn’t really hit me until that final 60 minutes of togetherness. All the while I was trying to occupy my thoughts of being with him. It was definitely one of my saddest moment when I had to let him go
Well, I’m not going to bury my sorrow here. I learnt that a lot of times, I come back to my blog to reminisce on the good old time. So today I’m going to write about dreams.
When I was 11, I grew up secretly wanting to be a writer. Back then, I thought it was fairly impossible since it’s not a job that makes lots of money unless you’re dead famous. So i put that thought at the back of my head. Fast forward to 10 years later, I have this little site where I can write whatever I want. So, 1st secret dream checked!
About 5 years ago, I graduated with a bachelor degree in International Marketing. Prior to that, I did my internship in Saatchi & Saatchi and I knew that advertising is my calling. It was also during that time I had a secret wish. As much as i love working in advertising, I wished to open a quaint little cafe overlooking sunset. (How gorgeous would that be right?!!) I also secretly wished how nice it is to have a husband who has kitchen experience so that y’know my little cafe dream will come true. And surprise surprise, I’ve met just the right one.
It’s a little scary to know how these little wish that you once thought is impossible comes true before your eyes. Thus, I believe that everything in the past, no matter good or bad, happens for a reason. Today, I read this really great quote that I wish to share with y’all here.
“There is no ups and downs in life. There are only turning point that lead you to the correct path.”
Turning 28 this year, i couldn’t help but to really start figuring out where the rest of my life is going to be. Ironically, when I was 18, turning 28 seems like a million years later. Like I still have a lot of time to figure things out. And now if you ask me, turning 38 is not a very long time. Kinda weird how the older you get, the faster time travels. Haha.
Knowing that time move eerily fast makes me vow that when I have children in the future, I’ll be the type of mom who will always be there for my kids because I want to watch my kids grow. At the same time, I also want to work and be a super mom and at the same time be my husband’s #1 supporter. Phew! Now, I know why they say being a mother is the toughest job in the world.
Well, to tackle that thought, the only way I reckon I can work and be a super mom is if I work from home. I have no idea what kind of job that gives you the freedom to work from home but we’ll see. One can dream and trust the universe to work things out, no?
I am also quite excited about the life I’m going to have once I move in with Ozias. Imagine having a home together, a place where we can unwind, a stepping stone to making our dreams come true. Y’know I keep seeing myself doing all these domestic things in our home that I can’t wait to really DO IT already!!
During our 6 weeks of holiday, we kept gushing about how our kids are going to be. How they’d look like, their characteristic and what kind of parents are we going to be and so on. Please don’t freak out, i’m not going to be a mom anytime soon.
He reckons our first born will be a girl and we’re going to name her Summer and she’ll look like this. What d’ya think?
I’m pretty stoked. I have about 3 weeks plus in Malaysia. As much as I love being at home I just can’t wait to be with him. I didn’t know that it will affect me this bad. I’m constantly missing him. I felt like his presence still lingers around me like I could feel him, touch him. Then I had to snap myself back to reality and be all moody and sad that I am wasting my time being away from him. Life is too short, you gotta be with the person you love and create a fulfilled, contented life together.
Thanks to Spotify, i’m discovering more cool songs! I actually took a while to join Spotify bandwagon just cuz i think I’m too cool to be mainstream wtf. But as y’all know, i’m all about discovering new songs and so I just have to check it out what’s the fuss is it about! And true enough, i fell in love with the app immediately.
Now, *drumroll* for my fav songs (at the moment)
1. Bravado by Lorde
I super adore Lorde. Am so in love with Royals. So in love with her unique voice.
2. Closer by Kings of Leon
It’s Kings of Leon. How can you not love them?!!
3. Be Yourself by Audioslave
Same thing. It’s Audioslave leh!!!
4. Someday by Elliott Yamin
This song actually Soundhound-ed while I was working wtf.
5. Sweater Weather by The Neighbourhood
Addictive. B&W MV. How not to love laaa!
6. Called Out In the Dark by Snow Patrol
I think the music video is a lil annoying but so-oh love the song!
7. Miles Away by Years Around the Sun
Perfect chillin’ in song.
8. Every songs by Alexi Murdoch
Check him out if you don’t know him. NO!! Check out “Through The Dark” first!!
9. Poison & Wine by The Civil Wars
Anyway, my kinda songs are all slow mo, depressing/ sad. My go-to songs on Spotify are songs for 1) rainy day 2) relaxation 3) sunset 4) coffee house.
Today is Monday – 25/11/13. Officially another 15 days to go woohoo! I know. I’m a #countdownwhore. I am really really excited to see my bf!! Can you imagine? We have not seen each other for 6.5 months. That’s a crazy way to start a relationship lor! I really can’t wait to do everything from having our first meal together to celebrating our 7 months-anniversary to our first X’mas and NYE together and exploring our dearest country together. Our first major roadtrip yo!
Still remember our first meal together after a gaziliion years apart was at a breakfast joint and I ordered omelette. When my meal arrived I savoured each and every bite of it cos I suffered 4 weeks without eggs wtf.
New Zealand’s version of a hot chocolate. Super love marshmallow on my hot choc. And look at the amount of choc powder! Imma do that for my Starbucks customers as well. Heheh.
After that we were separated for 2 weeks before I fly to Invercargill to officially be with him wtf. And our first meal together was Burger King. I know!! It sounds so un-romantic but it was actually. Take away and makan in the hotel room and sat on his lap sumore. Aih… the memories. The love!! I so can’t wait for our first meal together again lor. Kept asking him, “Eh what d’ya think our first meal will be ah? Can we have lok lok since you’ll be arriving 1am liddat” Starting to plan my “welcome him back” outfit, travel outfit etc. My bed is filled with all my clothes but I gotta pack all of ‘em up cos dad is coming home soon.
Yay, family reunion soon. So can’t wait for BBQ Plaza with the familia. The usual Newton’s tradition.
Okla gotta sleep d. 2.15am. Day off tomorrow. So trip planning continues. Woohoo!!!
Also known as the day Ozias made me cry for the first time.
Honestly, it is so surreal to think how far we’ve become.
He never missed a single chance to make fun of me. He will ‘shoot’ me kao kao till ‘pek cek’. Never said nice things about me wan. Every time we were in the same room, confirm he’d say something bad about me 1. It’s like tak sah ler kalau tak kena shoot.
We are counting down the days to see each other. As of now, it’s 18 days to go woohoo! Being 9,000km apart from each other with stupid 5 hours time difference (seriously, i super hate time difference) it makes communication that much difficult. But we are trying to utilize every single free time that we have to Line or Video Skype with each other.
And honestly, after 6 months of texting and Skyping, it’s not that fun anymore. I hate texting. Seriously hate it. I hate talking to my boyfriend through a computer. Like seriously, what kind of date night is that? Not complaining. Just venting my frustration on LDR.
I know how I kinda portrayed myself as this strong, independent girl but deep down inside, I’m really tired of being independent jor. I’ve been independent, taking care of myself since the day I arrived Sydney. And now that I’m home, I’m still being independent coz family is not around wtf. Very sad case, i know. And that boyfriend is also not around. Haih, i just wana be manja and have things done for me. (In another words, i wana be pampered hahahaa)
Also i’m a bit tired of this routine life. Don’t get me wrong. I DO LOVE working in Starbucks. I like making coffee and putting a smile on my customer’s face. I want them to leave with happiness, spiritually. I’m that dedicated to making someone’s day haha.
I’ve worked here for like 4 months already and if i can document stories about the type of customers I meet, i think i’ll have a long list lor.
Like there’s this ang moh customer named Mike who loves our freshly brewed coffee. I don’t know how did our conversation steered to him talking about his yacht and that he sailed from Penang to here. I enjoyed listening to his story but it was cut short cos I had to layan another customers.
His story kinda reminded me of this Irish guy that I met in Nelson. I was looking for a hitch hike ride back to Motueka and he picked me up. We talked for the whole hour and what I can briefly remembered is that he used to go sailing with his dad during summer holidays and his dream is to sail all over the world.
Which got me thinking – I really miss traveling. I miss sharing my passion and dreams with like-minded people. It’s a little difficult to talk to people who are so passive about life. I know not everyone has the luxury to be non-committed to reality but I wish more people would start chasing for happiness instead of chasing dollars.
I know i’m putting myself in a position where people would ask, “If you don’t have money, how could you be happy? How can you travel with no money?” But what I’m saying is, people should start doing what they love instead of stick to that miserable job that pays a measly amount of money.
I kinda can’t wait to work as a barista in Starbucks in NZ. I met so many different kind of people in Starbucks, Sitiawan and I’m very sure that there will be even more weird (in a good way) kinda people in NZ. Especially when the country is infested with backpackers and travelers. Imagine the amount of interesting stories that I get to hear and be inspired of. And then go home and tell Ozias about it and we will be itching for a traveling time out.
This will be a totally weird blogpost – It was meant to be a blogpost on how different my relationship with Ozias then and now but it got sidetracked to zzz.
I shall abruptly end my blogpost cuz i’m running outta things to say already.
Missing my boyfriend badly. I hope the universe will grant my wish to be with him. 18 more frigging days. Sigh.
Hello there! Yes, I’m alive. Well and healthy. Thank you for asking lol.
I’ve been virtually missing for quite some time due to no-internet life.
// things happen when you’re so used to getting free wi-fi that i refused to pay but technology is part of our life so hrmph Celcom’s 6GB plan it is then!
Anyway, i’ve been pretty occupied with lots of stuffs like work and friends.
Who would have thought that one day, the girl who self-proclaimed that she is allergic to coffee is working as a barista in the green apron coffee house
Kenny and Leon dropped by Sitiawan during the long weekend. So nice of them to stay until I finish work <3
Before they headed back to KL, Leon insisted that I make him a coffee art. Which I failed miserably. I’m so sorry buds
My life is pretty much tied up with the green apron coffee house.
When I’m not working, I’m chillin’ with the people from the other green apron coffee house.
Sweet la this two come to Sitiawan just to hang out with me. Soon, it’ll be my turn to find you guys in Ipoh!
When we’re not working, we’re busy laughing. There’s never a dull moment with these two.
And I had the most insane Skype time with Mok.
//screenshots from our video chat LOL. Check out that ass yo! No, it’s not Mok’s.
I’ve noticed that Mok has changed a little. In the past, whenever I showed him some affection, he will get all angsty. But now he just play along which is kinda fun.
But i was unhappy that he was in transit in KLIA for 7 friggin’ hours and he didn’t bother to tell me hrmph. We could have met y’know! Now I don’t know when’s the next time imma see him T3T
Some of the silly stuffs we said.
Mok: Can i go to Starbucks?
Mel: Aww you want me to make coffee for you? But i thought you don’t drink coffee?
Mok: I do just not that often.
Mel: Okay and I will pee in your coffee wtf.
Mok: You know, when I was in Malaysia I had rendang. Oh my god, i really miss your rendang and bak kut teh.
Mel: Aww <3 Who’s bak kut teh is more delicious? Ozias or mine?
Mok: Umm… Ozias but i like your rendang. Rendang chulseyo.
While I was showing Mok my house…
Mel: And this is my room… and here’s Agnes!
Mok: OMG Agnes, long time no see.
Mel: Do you miss Agnes?
Mok: I should have killed it a long time ago.
Mel: So tell me, who do you miss more? Agnes or me?
Mok: Umm… hmm… well… I don’t know.
Mok: What time is it now?
Mel: 11.47am and your side?
Mok: 2.47pm now.
Mel: Oh just 3 hours time difference.
Mok: What’s the temperature there now?
Mel: Wait ya… it’s kinda cold today. Really strong wind and raining. Okay, 27 degrees.
Mok: What?! That’s too hot!
Mel: Hey, it’s cold already in Malaysia okay!! What’s the temperature at your side?
Mok: 17 degrees. Not too hot, not too cold.
Mok: Melissa, seriously.
Mel: *annoyed* What?!
Mok: I think I’m really handsome.
Mok: Okay I need to poo now.
Mel: Can I watch you poo?
*points camera all over the bathroom including the toilet seat and showed me his view from where he’s seating*
Mok: Can i turn off the video now? Please?
Mel: Okay sure haha.
I have to blog about it now before i procrastinate and get really lazy wtf.
OK yesterday started off fantastically cos… I found a really good song! Haha. Good song is like a hidden gem. You can’t simply discover it until it discovers you.
And thus I’m declaring this as my future wedding song wtf. If you want it in your wedding also can la. You’re welcome.
Can’t Help Falling In Love by Ingrid Michaelson
If possible on the night itself, I would prefer a live version performed by Ingrid herself (wah like so friend on first name basis already wtf) but I know I wouldn’t be able to afford it and i don’t want to hire another person imitating Ingrid (it would be degrading cos I believe no one can emulate Ingrid in this version. Totally love this vers!)
Anyway, a girl can dream right. So if by any chance Ingrid Michelson, you happen to read this humble blog of mine, I would cordially invite you to perform your magic on a piano, fill the room with the sound of romance and touch the hearts and souls of all my favourite people in my small, intimate wedding day in Malaysia. I believe your version of this song epitomize the love that my future husband and I have. I have picked this song for our first dance.
Or maybe i cannot wait till then that i invite him for a dance to this song in the kitchen when we meet wtf.
Secondly, my birthday card from him has finally arrived!
It was sent on the 4th June from NZ and arrived yesterday so it took 3 weeks. He suspected the card went backpacking around the world before coming home to Malaysia wtf.
This isn’t the only present he gave me. Ozias gave me a proper present when i was in Invercargill for the 2nd time (the impromptu decision that changed the entire course of my life)
So funny. When he gave me the Vodafone paperback and said, “Nah you’re birthday present.”
I was like, “Haaa… what’s in it?” From the outside, i can feel the shape of the box. That time my brain jammed already cannot connect the dots Vodafone = a mobile phone wtf.
“Oh, I hope it’s a socks cos I need socks wtf.”
“You open and see for yourself la.”
When I opened and saw the S4 box. Muka stunned. My hands started to shake as if the box has a tremendous weight on it.
“Oh please tell me it’s a pair of socks in it.”
“Yeah, maybe it is socks.”
When I held the phone in my hand for real, I felt like i’m in a dream. Nobody has ever present me such a luxurious gift as long as i can remember. I was in lost of words and the only words that came out from my mouth was, “You shouldn’t have.” And the rest is history.
I’m happily using the phone though at times i kinda miss Beats and the fancy HTC Weather app (nothing beats that yo!)
All i can say is Samsung Galaxy S4 is what a smartphone should be. It is that smart. When Ozias and I tested the phone together, we were astonished by how smart the phone is and what it can do. At the same time, it feels kinda creepy. Like the phone is a living thing. It knows what you want, eases your daily routine hence the appropriate tagline “Life Companion”.
Birthday Skype ended at 1am MY time/ 5am NZ time.
Different continents, different timezone, 9000km apart and you made me the happiest girl alive.
I thank god every single day for your presence in my life, for giving me a chance to love you, to be with you and to grow into a better person with you every day. I learn to take things one thing at a time and I want to you to know that I love you so much, every single day.
Thank you sayang. For your love, for everything.
Still waiting till the day we meet again.
I was told by a stray cat that i listen to hipster music wtf. Well, i don’t think it’s hipster la. It’s just weird music lol. I remembered someone said that my music sense is “too depressing” and “he feels like committing suicide listening to it”. So please listen to the playlist that i’ve compiled, do the honour and make judgmental comments if you think my songs are really depressing T3T.
1. Lost by Frank Ocean
I super love Frank Ocean lor! Initially, I only listen to this song but I grow into liking all his other songs as well. I have no idea who/ how famous he is but massive love to this artist yo!
2. Make Believe by The Burned
This is the first time i’m listening to the live version. OMG i melt terus man. It gives this eerie lomantik feeling!!
Do you feel like committing suicide already?
3. Heart by Bertie Blackman
Mok and I always feel like dancing to this song.
4. As Much As You Lead by Lex Land
One of my personal fav. When I first heard of this song, i looped it for the entire day.
5. The Leavers Dance by The Veils
One of my absolute fav. Can’t get enough of it!
6. Griffin by The Medics
Crazy in love with this song!
7. Flutes by Hot Chip
I know the song is a bit panjang but you gotta listen to the entire song. I insist!
8. Hanging On by Ellie Goulding feat. Tinie Tempah
I reckoned British singers are much talented than American artists.
9. Pick & Choose by Stepdad
This is also my stray cat friend’s favourite. Ok la.
10. Humanimal by Fire in the Hamptons
This is my Cook Island holiday song. Well, after that it has become my “Perk-Me-Up” song. Totally in love with it!
Now see, my songs selection are not that depressing kan? Ok la if i put the entire playlist here you would swore that it’s depressing. But those are my favourite. So nice when you’re traveling alone, music is your best friend. And best of all, they don’t judge
Have a good weekend people!
Hi there! How are you?! It’s been a while since I post anything new (and I better especially if I wana revive this little site!) I just had a birthday last week, celebrated in an old fashion way – with my beloved family.
As usual, I was reflecting on life and I reckoned I had THE BEST 26-YEAR OLD LIFE ONE COULD EVER ASK FOR! Most of the new stuffs that I did revolved around New Zealand and post- NZ.
Note: Some of the new stuffs were mentioned on this post last time.
1. Hello Australia!
My first trip to an ang moh country! Experienced (a little) jet lag, culture shocked and pre-backpacker mode on!
2. Wahey New Zealand!
Will the real backpacker please stand up?
3. Snow & Ski
I hate stuffs that I’m bad at wtf.
4. The most glamourous part of my #NZAdventure
a) Wrapping – Vineyard –Blenheim
Stuck in the cold, got my ass scolded and earn pennies.
b) Kiwi thinning – Kiwi orchard – Motueka
Best time of my already “glamourous” part of my adventure.
c) Mussel opener – Factory – Motueka
5am wake up call, stinky mussels and hot (taken) Maori guys!
d) Apple packer – Packhouse – Motueka
Gazillions of apple in your face!
5) Cook ‘em up!
Tis my first meal I cooked in NZ!
It’s kinda expensive though. Salad with eggs. Hmm, how appetizing!
6) We go live in “3,2…”
I was privileged enough to be a part of a live show in New Zealand Got Talent epi. Dunedin
7) Hall of Fame
What a show! The Script performed their last show in NZ for their #3 tour.
Yes, everyone turned into a dude when they sandboard wtf.
9) Way too much of kimchi
Fell in love, fell out of love.
10) Just strip, baby
First time in a gentleman club. Enuff said.
11) Practising walking straight
First time being “heavily” alcohol influenced. My European friends called my state of tipsy-ness, cute. How cute.
12) One too many (French) lovers
Like Shakira said, underneath your clothes.
13) Domestic Goddess
Every other day I will play with flour and sugar or try to burn the kitchen down wtf.
14) Hector & Dusky
One off from my bucket list! Swam with hundreds of dolphins in an open ocean. It was thrilling, exhilarating and an awesome experience!
15) Ice, ice baby
I was in touched with my adventurous side. I went against the advice of my friends and just went with it. A pretty cool experience.
16) Fly like a bird
Out of a plane from 15,000 feet (4.7km). 200km/h freefall. Dumbest way to die!
17) Taken permanently
A kiss turned into a lifetime of happiness. Be there soon, sayang!
18) Slide like a spiderman
Conquered my (manageable) fear of heights and found my new love for caving.
19) Backpack in a country, solo
One off from the bucket list! Personal achievement unlocked. This made the 16-year-old me happy.
20) Too Fast, Too Furious
A learning experience when Mok & I went car shopping.
21) South Pacific
Basked myself in the sun in a country far, far away.
22) Around an island in 2.5 hours
Toured an island on a bicycle. Another personal achievement unlocked.
23) Diamonds in the sky
1st experience – Saw Milky Way every single night when I was in Rarotonga, Cook Islands.
2nd experience – Stars watching in my longhouse. Sigh. Unfortunately, enjoyed it without my boyfriend
24) Autumn lover
I’ve experienced all 4 seasons in NZ and autumn is my favourite season. I like the crisp sound on my feet and breathe in the gorgeous scenery. Pretty romantic.
25) Hey doggie
I have dog phobia and another personal achievement unlocked when I pat my family dog and now we’re like best friends wtf.
The most embarrassing time of my life. One second i was fishing, the next i was in the lake.
I really enjoyed being 26. Words just can’t describe how awesome it is. I have no idea how being 27 can top it all up. Well, I just gotta make the best of it
Note: This post was written in the middle of Feb. Was going thru my draft and thought that i should post this since i already susah payah write it wtf. My thoughts and voice, back then. Enjoy!
Le sigh. It’s been a while since I posted something. My unpublished, unfinished drafts are increasing at an alarming level. Don’t know why i always write but never seem to publish them
And worst is, i always have a lot to say when i’m lying on my bed. But once i’m in front of my laptop, my mind just goes blank.
Okay, so let’s start what’s new with me!
My new 2nd hand phone has arrived. I got the same model – HTC Sensation XL (for NZD150). Tangan gatal wanted to get Samsung Galaxy S3 but it’s NZD400. Way over my budget. I’m a backpacker. Not some luxurious traveler. Initially i wanted to get spare parts to fix my phone but after researching on the internet, NZ and US website are selling HTC XL spare parts for >NZD250. So 냄새 suggested that i get a second hand phone from Korea. And the phones in Korea are so fucking cheap lor. Apparently, you can get the phone for free or $1 with telco contract. And you’re bounded to the contract for just 3 months and each month you’re required to pay like $30 only. Thus, after the contract expires a lot of people sell their phone on the internet at dirt cheap price. I couldn’t believe it either. Thank goodness for le Korean bf
Other than that… i am no longer working in Talley’s at the mussel factory. Due to their very short working hours, i quit and am now working in the apple packhouse. As luck would have got it, on my first two days of work, i am not even working 6 hours/day wtf. But the pay is slightly higher NZD14/hour and I can work in both day and night shift (8am – 9pm) Work die me wtf. Only 4 more working weeks till I start traveling <3
Honestly, i am slightly scared about traveling. I am so comfortable and used to my plans working accordingly that the thoughts of making new plans are kinda scary. The other day i was so gung ho planning my Cook Island trip. The whole cost of traveling (3 flights), accommodation and meals cost NZD1k. Actually, it’s consider reasonable already la if not i have to spend NZD400 to change my visa to a visitor visa here. But the coward in me was scared to book it. NZD1k for 5-7 days is very heartbreaking lor. I worked so hard to earn money here leh. And to you people who thinks that I have a good life here, SCREW YOU! Just because I didn’t talk about any down moments doesn’t mean my life is a bed of roses here.
Do you know that i worked so hard to save money? Funny thing is on the first week of 2013, i have NZD3k. And only 6 weeks later my saving hits 4k. So now i have resorted to eating instant noodles more often T3T. Damn sad case wei. But i compensated with some good NZ’s one of a kind meat once a week. Last week i had rissoles. This week i had some beef and cheese thingy. Oh this reminds me that i need to learn to make lasagna before i leave because once you start traveling, you have no choice but to eat out all the time. I don’t want to carry my pantry all over NZ lor please.
I kept counting down my weeks left with 냄새 just so he will sayang me more. Can’t believe we’ve been together for almost 4 months. Longer than 3 months of summer. So… time to *cough cough* #hamsapface. Haha. Sometimes my friends have to remind me that I have a boyfriend. In my defense the love-of-my-life type of boyfriend and a traveler boyfriend is 2 totally different thing. Some of the FAQs about our relationship is, “What will happen after this trip?” Honestly, i have no fucking idea. We never really talk about it. We are trying to be in this relationship for as long as we can. Which means it is pretty fragile. The only plan we have is me go for my solo trip, end May the both of us will return to Malaysia and then he will return to Korea. Odd thing is he never invited me to Korea wtf. I’ll admit i wana go cos i don’t want to return to reality that soon. And just for the record, i actually didn’t invite him to Malaysia one wtf. Initially it was a plan to bring Michael (the hot HK guy) around Malaysia with Ozias. Then Ozias was like, “Eh why you never invite your bf wan ah wtf.” Then he invited on my behalf. Anyway, that time we were like 1-2 weeks together? I didn’t want to put any pressure on the relationship. Surprisingly, he agreed.
Please don’t get me wrong if you think i’m not being serious in this relationship. I was working really hard in this relationship from cooking meals to not swearing at all (fucking hard to do ok) to being an understanding and tolerate all the miscomm & temperamental bullshit. Since Koreans are ta nan ren, i have stopped expressing my thoughts as it is deemed rude in his culture *swallows pride*.
We kinda had this major argument which resulted in cold wars for a few days. That few days was the worst days of my life in NZ. I wanted to run away from this place. I wanted to just be away from all the negativity. I even searched for cheap flights to Invercagill. Anywhere, as far as possible. The fight broke my soul. It has shifted my perception on him. It has instilled fears into the relationship. 1 month ago, i would do whatever it takes to be with him after the trip. But the fight was a reality check for me. I started comparing (i know i shouldn’t) the sacrifices that we made. I was giving more than receiving. I wasn’t complaining at that time nor now actually. Just that i have promised myself instead of giving my all into the relationship, i should channel some energy to loving myself. Thus now, I only cook like twice a week for him. Cannot pamper him too much jor.
It’s just a weird phase in the relationship. After the fight, i still love him. At the same time, i am terrified to love him like before. I am afraid of being discarded again. I am afraid of broken heart. I am afraid that he will morph into a stranger that looks at me in disgust. Nobody knows the pain i went thru.
Sometimes i wonder how did we fall in love with each other? Our personalities are different in every possible way. He is an introvert geek while i’m a social butterfly. He loves being confined in the bedroom walls while i rush to explore NZ whenever the opportunity arises. Thus, we do not have much pictures together because he is very indoorsy, a creature of habit who is very attached to his laptop.
This picture was taken during the recovering period from the fight.
We are not the conjoined twins type of couple. Which was great cos i overheard his conversation with our landlord about foreigners’ level of English. People assumed that his English has improved tremendously since we started dating but he said, “Actually when we first met, I couldn’t speak proper English. The feelings that we have for each other is what connects us.” (okay i may have taken the liberty to paraphase him) I was surprised that he would say something sweet cos after the fight, i was half-dunzo. I still love him but i learn to care a little less so that i won’t feel too hurt.
Nevertheless, 4 more weeks of rotting in Motueka. I really can’t wait to travel NZ. I’ve been doing a lot of research on the things to do – i wana do trekking! i wana go for cave adventure like this! And not forgetting swimming with the dolphin. Why the things i wana do is freakin’ expensive 1. NZD300 for the cave thingy and NZD200 for swimming with the dolphin. Now i’m not even sure if i have money left to do skydiving anot. Sei for.
Ok la. I will not bore you anymore. Come i show you this.
Mok and I were invited to Elena’s farewell.
냄새 was invited too but i ran out of excuses to cover for him wtf.
Maca (Chile) and Mok (Congo/ Korea)
I’ve been tutoring Maca English 1 hour/ day for NZD10. #anythingformoney
Majority of the attendees were Spanish speaking people. It was so cool to be in that environment <3
Hola! Mi nombre es Melissa.
My body is your masterpiece. Guess who was the artist?
A Spanish girl (my first friend from Spain!) did my hair. She attached some colourful strings on my hair and it will last for a couple of months
One of the best thing in life – meeting fresh new faces from different part of the world.
Please wish me luck and give me the strength to book my flights to Cook Island >.<
The day has finally come. The day that I will be reunited with my best friend.
I was so nervous, I didn’t sleep well the night before. Waking up from time to time – 2.40am, 4.30am then 5.30am. My bus leaves at 6.55am
Throughout the journey I thought about philosophy (as always). I think fear could be my favourite feelings. Fear pushes you to do something beyond your boundary. It makes you want to overcome an obstacle. It makes you just wana get over it.
And I thought of a quote. “Bad things are blessings in disguised.” So, when something bad happen, don’t fret about it. Soon enough you will see why it happened and the good outcome of it.
Anyway back to Ozias. It finally hit me that I’m going to see him when I saw the sign “Welcome to Invercargill.” Like wow. It’s today, huh. So fast. So so fast.
And then I kinda wished this day didn’t come so soon. I was feeling scared. My heart was racing. I wedged my palms under my thighs to keep them warm.
A million things was going through my mind. It’s been 6 months since I last saw him. Of course, we kept in touch with phone calls and text. It always feels the same talking to him. It always feels like home.
But I believe people change/ mature with situation. One way or another, it applies to him. It applies to everyone. Then I started wondering what would he be like? Will he still be the same boyish Ozias? That same friendly dude that is loved in our group? Then I shush those thoughts away and reminded myself not to think too much.
But I’m a girl hello. It’s in our genes wtf. Yeah I know girl tend to over-analyze and over-think things. Then I started playing some scenes of how I will react when I see him. Will we hug? Will he be waiting for me already? What will he look like? Then i thought, how do i look like? Then i just brush it off and thought, “I already look like shit. It doesn’t matter.”
Coincidentally this song was played and now i called it “Meeting Ozias” song wtf. Damn appropriate lor. It’s like a song that gives you semangat.
When I reached the destination, my eyes dart anxiously searching for the slightest sight of him. No signs. Phew. I can just chill here a while I guess.
Then at the corner of my eyes, I saw a figure. A guy. I couldn’t really tell if he’s Ozias or not. I thanked the driver and walked towards the figure. True enough, it’s him. I fasten my pace (but not too fast that I might trip. Yes, I’m klutzy like that) He saw. He smiled. I put my hand on my mouth in disbelieve that this is finally happening! I wanted to run but thought omgosh that is so cliché. So I took quick steps but he was leisurely walking. Doesn’t he wana see me badly?! Next thing I know we were right in front of each other. Felt a little awkward though. And I forgot the hug wtf. He helped me with my bag and we walked towards his car. Ada orang sudah beli kereta woo!
The reason why I had been really anxious about this trip is because Ozias knows I love surprises. And he had planned my 4D3N here surrounding it. Everything was a secret until I can’t even know where I’m staying. He handled everything from my accommodation to activities. Usually I try to outsmart guys when they plan surprises like this (and I usually succeed in ruining it). But this time I try to let go and put my trust into Ozias’ hand that he will take good care of me. So far, he is doing a pretty good job about it
Right now I’m just waiting for Ozias to finish work so that we can kickstart our pillow talk session. It will definitely be the most awesome weekend of our lives!
Sorry! Backdated post! It’s really hard to get proper internet access here. Well, you can but you gotta pay like NZD2 for 30 minutes. Too expensive for a kiamsiap backpacker like me.
6 months in Motueka. Phew! Time flies. And I finally embarked on an adventure away from my foreign home. I was kinda reluctant to leave. Motueka is a place where I matured the most, the place where I fall in love, fall out of love and made my friends, my family.
Thankiu to these 2 monkeys for sending me off to the airport. I love them to bits. Can’t live my life without ‘em. Distance will not end our friendship. It will only strengthen what we have.
In September I plan to visit Mok in Korea, and him to Malaysia in October.
As for Ying Zhu, I shall be waiting for the time when she will make her trip to Malaysia
As I boarded the plane, I could feel tears started building up. “Hold your tears, honey. It would be utterly embarrassing.” While the cargo is being loaded up into the plane, I couldn’t hold it in anymore. Tears streaming on my face and I thought to myself, “Damnit. Why didn’t I bring a tissue.” So I wiped my tears with the back of my hand and the sniffling stopped.
When I reached Auckland, I wasn’t too impressed with the whole atmosphere. Well, to me it’s just like any other city. I paid NZD35 (too expensive) for my airport transfer to the backpackers and NZD26/ night for my accommodation. I was placed in a room with 2 guys. And surprise surprise, I got the top bunk bed (Yet again. As always) I rested a while and my roommate got up. From his accent, I immediately knew that he’s a French. We quickly become friends and he brought me to a nice burger joint called Burgerfuel. We talked about football, shared our travel experiences etc.
He works as a bike guy in the city (sort of like a beca cyclist in Malacca wtf) – from 6pm till late. At night, I roamed around the city alone looking for pearl milk tea store (I was so desperate I even tried googling it!)
The next day, I woke up pretty late. Laze and roll (stationary) on the bed until Ozias scolded me cos I was so damn lazy wtf.
Adrian has his day off and he wanted to go to the city centre so we decided to go together.
While talking to him, I couldn’t help comparing an Asian guy to a French guy. Despite being only 20, he seriously knows how to treat a woman well. He knows how to say the right words. Things you will never expect to hear it from an Asian guy.
“I will not look at another girl because I’m with you now. I don’t want to disrespect you.”
“You have chestnut eyes.”
“A postcard from Cook Islands will not replace you here.”
“I will not be bored here because I will keep thinking of you.”
OK la. It’s nice to hear it but to type it out makes me realize it’s too soon to say all these to a girl who you just met for 48 hours wtf.
Nevertheless, it was a fun-filled hangout session. Adrian stays in Auckland for 2 months already so he brought me to a lot of hidden nice places.
More blogposts to come! Up next… Rarotonga, Cook Islands!