Happy 28th birthday sayang! Finally, you’re as old as me So sorry at this moment, I couldn’t throw you a kick-ass celebration. But wait… there are tones of surprises that will leave you screaming. Certainly not for the faint-hearted hehehe.
For now, I want to document my gratitude for you here <3
1. I am thankful for your existence
Every morning, without fail I will say a little thanks to the universe for still keeping you by my side. My heart feels a little calmer listening to your soft breathing (sometimes that annoying snore ) next to me. To know that I (still) have the privilege to roll over and put my arms around you, to give you light kisses without waking you up, to bury my nose into your neck for a little scent addiction are some of the best things in life could offer. These are money-can’t-buy satisfaction that I will treasure very much. Life is short, relationships are fragile. Nothing last forever, so I’m going to hold on to you for as long as I can, love you as much as I can and treat every moment with you like it’s our last time together.
2. I am thankful that we are different yet the same in many ways
People say “Opposite attracts” and it couldn’t be truer. Our sense of music, fashion, hobbies and even weather preference (for the record, he’d rather endure winter for the entire year. Yuckkk) are totally different. And that is beautiful – to have a partner that is unique on his own, an opportunity for me to explore out of my comfort zone.
And I am thankful that our differences have taught us how to compromise, to accept each other for who we are (and not based on the image/ perception society impose)
I am thankful that I can share my passion for traveling with a partner who I hold so dearly. It’s funny to say this but… we do really complement each other, huh? (you know what I mean *wink*)
3. I am thankful that I am the person that sends you off and welcome you home
One of my current daily routine is to see Ozias off when he leaves for work. It may sound cheesy but I do stand at the door, waving at him until his car leaves my sight, every day. And when he reaches home, I’ll welcome him with a hug and kiss and whisper “Welcome home, my love”. It’s just a small gesture to show him that I am happy that he’s home. And I want to be the one who makes him happy, hopefully for the rest of his life.
4. I am grateful for you
Ever since you come into my life, you have changed the entire course of my life. All the plans I had about my life are now buried for good. I now don’t have to travel and appreciate life on my own. I have your companionship, your trust and love to anticipate and enjoy all the great things that life have to offer us together.
I am also grateful that ever since I live with you, I can proudly say that I have transformed from being a “domestic-challenged” person to a domestic goddess. Although, I am nowhere near an expert in the kitchen (I think I’ll leave that title to you ) but at least now I know how to differentiate between dark soy sauce and light soy sauce haha.
5. Thank you for always being there for me, through my ups and downs
It is so easy to make promises and not fulfill ‘em but you stood by me timelessly. In this short 7 months of living together, we had grown more mature in the relationship. Although the hard times almost tore me apart but thank you for making the first step to mend the broken pieces. Thank you for swallowing your pride and patch things up together. Despite the countless argument, bad times and *ehem* bad breath, I would not trade these for the world. Remember, when the world turns its back on you, I’ll be by your side facing it all.
I know this post doesn’t mean a lot. It doesn’t come close to all the sweet things that you have done for me since the day we are together, but I hope that my words speak through your heart and this is only the beginning. Be prepared for a rollercoaster ride with me.
Love you, sayang <3
Ohai! I’m back. Have to update something here because the bf said, “I expect to see my face in your blog” during our trip at Queenstown. #tumpangglamourbf
So i feel very happening coz last week we drove for 3 hours to the east to Dunedin then this week drove 3 hours to the west to Queenstown.
Snow has been forecasted for the day so ok lah brave the snow for one last time before spring comes.
We left the house at 8.30am with a delicious finger-licking homemade breakfast by him. It was bacon and cheese sandwich flavoured with wasabi mayo. All my favourite in one <3
Then off we went to look for snow!
Halfway trough the journey, this welcomed us. Left, front magnificent view of the gorgeous snow-capped mountain.
Looking at this view from inside the car made me feel agitated. I don’t know why i have this unexplainable desire of eating snow. I assume it feels the same as eating icing sugar? Same right? Both also soft and white mah
Magnificent view at Devil’s Staircase Lookout Point.
I asked sayang to sit on the rock and smile and in this pic he looks very ’round’
Him: Eh, take one more lah. This time no smile one.
Me: *reluctantly obliged* Okayyyy…..
BAM! No smile for you.
Looking like a mafia, huh?
Next is my turn to have my picture taken.
Me: What? I don’t want to be the center of attention. I want the scenery to be the main focus point and i’m just on the side blending it. Like how i took for you.
So much better! At least my head didn’t ‘touch’ the mountain kan?
This is how we are when we are not fighting.
Sigh. So beautiful like a painting.
After feeling satisfied taking pics at every angle of the surroundings and in dire need of warmth and food, we quickly dashed off to the CBD.
This is how i check my makeup if it’s okay anot. For whatever reason, I don’t trust the image on my mirror. Prefer to trust a camera LOL.
And I also can’t believe I spent 5 minutes fixing my makeup before heading out. I don’t know since when i’ve become a vainpot.
Pork ribs & chips for $15 at Flame Bar and Grill. The maître d’ specifically mentioned that this is not a sharing course then he took my utensils away.
My verdict: Good sauce however the meat was tough. It made cutting difficult and my jaw was tired by the end of the meal. Will i come back for this? Definitely not. Nothing to shout about except that it’s worth it for a backpacker.
Then we walked the calories off at a park nearby.
More sighing and gushing at the beautiful scenery all around us. My first encounter with a snow-capped mountain was last year at Mount Cook. It was the most beautiful thing i’ve ever seen but i wouldn’t enjoy being in that surrounding. You should have known by now that i super hate the cold one.
Thankfully the sun came out and we indulged in a little bit of sunshine for a while.
Maybe too much of indulgence jor
A panoramic view of our surroundings.
More pics to make you jealous
Nah more for you.
We were so lucky that the weather was sunny. It was chilly at times but at least we get to wear our cheapo shades out.
This pic of us looks eerily similar. Head angle, smile. I dowan to look like him can anot?
Why Invercargill don’t have a lake as pretty as this one
Then we had a cuppa and chill in Vudu Cafe & Larder. I gotta rave about this. The drinks served were immaculately good. I ordered Mocha and the ratio balance between the coffee and cocoa was perfect. The coffee and cocoa aftertaste didn’t overpower but instead complement each other. Which got me addicted and before I left Queenstown, I tapau-ed another cup. I didn’t touch the drink until I reached home and by then it had already gone cold. Now usually, cold coffee means stale coffee and it doesn’t taste as good as a freshly brewed cup. But that’s not the case for this! I ended up liking it so much and was secretly hoping that sayang doesn’t want it so that i can have it all to myself. And after i finished the cup, i actually crave for another one. I guess the coffee must be really good or they put drugs to keep me addicted. Moreover, the price was relatively cheap. $4.50 for a regular cup (most cafe charge $5/cup)
This is definitely the best discovery in Queenstown <3
We went to Queenstown looking for snow but we were not lucky enough to see snowfall. Afraid that the road might be slippery so we went home early.
Otw back, it started snowing and I was feeling in awe and bitter at the same time because I couldn’t experience the magical feeling of a snowfall. It was certainly frustrating and we couldn’t just stop by the roadside. It would be too dangerous (and idiotic). So this picture is the only remembrance I have of my (possibly) final snowfall. Aside from the angry mode, it was calming to see snowfall pelting gently. The bf put his hand out to feel it but I wasn’t crazy enough to let my hand freeze pls.
And so that pretty much summed up my day in Queenstown. Everything is expensive (tourist spot mah) but it was a nice change to walk in the park and sigh at Lake Wakatipu’s beauty.
The next day I had this post-holiday syndrome plus the weather in Invercargill didn’t help at all. It was the windiest city in NZ at 56km/h. Faster than the city’s speed limit sumore! Hrmph.
Hello I’m back with blog-worthy pictures and stories!
And this time back to Dunedin for a day! (Sky insisted on following us!)
The boy was very spontaneous. On the night before, he said he didn’t feel like cooking on his day off and want to get out of Invercargill. So we thought real hard of where to go.
- Dunedin (3 hours drive)
- Queenstown (3 hours drive)
We’ve been to the 1st 3 places so I suggested Arrowtown which is somewhere near Queenstown. After checking weather forecast for all 4 places (very essential for roadtrip), Dunedin has the best weather – sunny at 11c. Ok la onz!
Our first stop was Sichuan 88 for dimsum!
Oh glorious food, time to dig in!
The coriander dimsum (top) is delish! A must try!
The soft and super yums chee cheong fun. Wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy better than the sad looking , depressing and blant one we had in Golden Harvest on my birthday.
Deep fried radish cake. So good with Kg Koh chili sauce but Thai chili sauce will do lah
Sichuan 88 is located at Mornington, a 10 minute drive from CBD. Total bill was $38.50 only. For the same amount of dish we had, this is much cheaper and yummier compared to the $60 we paid at Golden Harvest.
A satisfying start to our food adventure!
Next stop – St Clair Beach!
Clear blue sky + waves crashing + tight hugs = blissful day <3
Absurd paradox – Sunny yet cold.
Him: The nearest place is public toilet.
Me: Where? (looks around)
Him: Neh! *points up*
St Clair beach is a popular spot for surfers. And these are the ones who fed the great white shark.
Fire Shark Alarm
Once we’re done freezing our ass in the sun, we drove to the city.
Otw, we spot this nice lookout and stop for a pics.
Looking at this pics makes me miss the sunshine! (Invercargill’s weather was horrible the next day)
Slutting it out for a day!
When i first arrived NZ, i spent 2 weeks in Dunedin. Thus, I played tour guide! Brought the boy to all the tourist (and free) spots!
The Dunedin Railway Station.
Fun fact: It’s the 2nd most photographed place in the southern hemisphere (1st being Sydney Opera House)
not sick boy acting cute! #takbolehtahan
Will you go aww….
My attempt to emulate the picture below…
Taken 2 years ago.
Look at the amount of clothes i wore!
So nostalgic ahhhh.
More touristic pictures just cuz…
The entire time I was there I couldn’t help but to think of Sheldon from TBBT. His love for trains has permanently etched at the back of my head.
Ended the night with a sumptuous dinner and bubble milk tea at Chopstick 101.
Eggplant with BBQ pork in spicy sauce for $20.
Had roasted pork belly also but we were too quick to let our tummy dictate our actions. Before I could whip out my phone to photograph it for my viewing pleasure, we quickly gobbled them down. So fast until i almost made a mess and embarrassed myself.
2 weeks later will mark my 6 months stay in Invercargill and unfortunately, I have yet to meet other Malaysians (besides Ozias). So whenever we go to a bigger city like Dunedin or Queenstown, we’d curiously guessed if the person who walked past us is Malaysian or not.
In Chopstick 101, there are a couple of wait staffs who eerily looked like Malaysian. Not that Malaysian has a specific look but we can just feel it lol. Halfway through our dinner, the waiter came and asked, “You guys ordered the sweet and sour pork?” We, politely said no. And then sayang and i were like confirmed lah Malaysian! Only Malaysian will use the phrase “you guys”. And when I went to takeaway my bubble milk tea, I summoned my confidence and asked the waitress if she’s a Malaysian.
“Yes. I’m Malaysian. We’re all Malaysians” (points to the other waiters)
“Oh great! Me too!”
“Which part are you from?”
“I’m from Perak. You?”
“I’m from Sarawak.”
“Wow! Which part of Sarawak”
(Waitress giving me weird looks probably because of my nosiness) “Miri”
“Oh great! My dad is from Kuching. My dad’s Iban and mom’s Chinese”
“Wow so you’re mixed”
“Yeah. Why ah?”
“Oh coz earlier I thought you’re a Taiwanese”
Don’t know which part of me that looks like a Taiwanese nor did I speak Mandarin to them.
And I went home feeling contented with my bubble milk tea, a day out with the boy with lots of love and yummy food in my tummy.
Edit: Updated for more wtf.
I apologize for MIA. Was in a bad state of mind and i decided to take a break to focus on regaining my positivity.
Anyhoo, i’ve been attending interviews here and there and i reckon maybe part of why i didn’t get the job is because i don’t speak with an accent. Initially, sayang has a hint of Kiwi accent but now i help him to Malaysianize already hahaha. And this Wednesday I have a very, very important interview that I really wana excel in it. It’s an interview with the city council and it’s for a marketing position! *pops champagne*Aih, interview only la. Not like I bag the job already hrmph. SO excited when they called me and now i’m freaking out hoping that i do not screw it. So for these few days i gotta practise speaking with an accent but i don’t want to sound fake too. I hate people who speaks with a fake accent and now i’m turning into one wtf.
On to more happier news. THE WEATHER! LOOOKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!
It’s slowly getting warmer. Yay! Can’t wait to ditch the winter wear and slip into something more carefree and light <3
Other than that, i have nothing more to report. Don’t think you guys wana know about the bizarre dreams that i’ve been having every night.
So my life is pretty much the same. Read a lot. Watch a lot. Eat even more.
I’m signing off now. So please please please wish me luck for my interview. I need tonnes of it.
Till then, BAI!
Okay, just remember this and it’s quite funny so must document it here wtf.
Last Wednesday, I went to the library. An uncle was sitting in my spot so ok fine. I resolved to this uncomfortable seat. But nevermind lah got powerpoint. Get your priorities right!
Was happily chatting with this Chai Soo Ai la then my tummy became a washing machine. Did some twisting and turning (it was the time of the month. and also first day wtf) Then suddenly i feel very hot. Don’t know if the library adjust the temp but the other patron look okay. I started fidgeting and my heart beats so fucking fast (never felt like this before so it was a pretty big deal for me).
So i text sayang to pick me up.
Usually i have a pretty high threshold for pain/ anything uncomfortable but i think enough is enough wtf.
I called sayang but he didn’t pick up.
Called him again but to no avail.
Somehow i quickly pack up my stuffs and dash out of the library to the hallway for some fresh air.
Still fidgeting and feeling uncomfortable. Change my seating position also doesn’t help.
Finally he’s here. Went into the car. Was sad that i had to cut my date with the internet short but also feeling glad that i’m not feeling stuffy anymore.
As he was driving, i felt dizzy. Then, I started gagging.
And i vomited my Burger King out (had that earlier). I was impressed that my aim is so accurate. I covered my mouth so i only vomit into both of my palms. But then i don’t think it is appropriate to hold that position until i reach home so i let it go and it piak between my legs wtf. My shoes are vomit-free.
Sayang stopped the car and continued letting me vomit on his car mat. Didn’t even offer me a plastic bag until i asked for it wtf.
And i must say, my puke smells quite good. Even the bf agree wtf.
After that i request for a kiss but he didn’t want to give me wtf. So much for for better or for worse.
In retrospect, it’s quite funny lah coz i don’t usually vomit unless it’s a really bad case of food poisoning.
Okay, library closing in 5 minutes. I sign out for real this time.
Have a great week ahead everyone! Bai!
Yay, finally i’m done with it! *throws confetti* As much as i enjoyed the work experience, i am so glad to kick back and catch up on my sleep. #lazypig
So last week i accepted the 1 week work experience just cuz i’m too free. I started on Tuesday (8/7) and went in with an empty mind to absorb as much as i possibly can.
On the 1st 2 days i was assigned to dishes & runner.
Well, how hard could it get right? Wait till it’s lunch hour and kitchen closing time. It feels running in a never ending marathon. Working hours wise was fine. 10.30am – 4pm. 5.5 hours. Not too long lah. I can handle it de.
Back in Starbucks, doing the dishes was my fav thing to do. Coz i don’t need to layan customers & i get to layan my own thoughts. At one point, i asked myself why am i doing this? I have a Marketing degree and why am i washing dishes for a living? Oh right. Because i am greedy. Because i wasn’t contented with my life. See. Greedy lor. But i guess, in whatever you do in life, there is a starting point where you have to bust your ass harder than before. Keeping my fingers crossed for a better outcome >.<
Oh almost forget to mention! The bf made tang yuan for breakfast! Very filling and satisfied. And when i’m done for the day, he picked me up and we went to watch the sunset by the beach. Then he surprised me with a gift! A mitten from Glassons!
He bought this for me coz he’s scared that it’ll be too cold to walk home. And he’s proud that i’m on trial. Wah like that got present for my next interview and next trial ma? Also what about my first job here heheh. #spoilt
3rd & 4th day – Sandwich dept
I almost cried when i saw the working hours. 7am – 2pm. 7!! Freaking 7am?!!!!! I am not a morning person. Thus, i reluctantly set my alarm at 5.30am and forced my biological clock to shut down at 11pm. And do you think it happened? Of course not! I usually sleep at 2am so this was quite a struggle. In the end, i didn’t manage to sleep well for fear of oversleeping. Then on 2nd night i KO-ed at midnight and slept till 5.30am (achievement unlocked!). But after 2 nights of sleeping early/ waking up earlier i literally died after my shift. At 4.30pm the washing machine guy brought a new one for us (woohoo!). After he left i tried to go back to bed but i can’t. So just lay in bed for an hour before deciding to wash up. Then, i hid under the duvet, playing dead while listening to music. On and off i’d wake up to reply sayang’s text. At 9.10pm with eyes half-opened, i woke up then thought, “Okay. Still got 30 minutes before i need to start cooking for him”. Mana tau i slept till 10pm. Quickly apologize to the bf via text. Actually duno why i did that lor. Coz he’s most probably on his way home already. Half-asleep mind is super blur!
Usually, i’ll welcome him home but i was too exhausted to even leave the bed. Felt so guilty but luckily he’s understanding and even whipped out a quick dinner! Surprisingly, he let me eat it in bed. Was contemplated of asking him to feed me while i’m lying down but didn’t. Sat up and clumsily hold my bowl of fried noodles. So yums!
We chatted about our days but i was too tired to report wtf. So i fend him off by asking him to do the dishes or go shower so that i can get a quick nap while he’s out of the bedroom. But the moment he opened the door, my eyes are wide open and pretended to think about something deep. #butactuallyhalfasleep
We agreed to watch The Tourist but I ended up sleeping 15 mins later and woke up to him sleeping but the laptop was still on.
On Saturday, i spent my time lazing at home. After the bf left for work, i played Monopoly then slept for 2 hours straight! Can’t remember when was the last time i felt this tired! Oh, when i started working in Starbucks wtf. I remembered telling my colleague about the things i do after work and she said the same too. Her mom even commented, “Ko ni macam OKU la” Coz she’s always lying down on the couch/ bed after work. Yay, i’m not the only one!
Okay wrote a little too much on my sleeping habit. So work in the sandwich dept was AWESOME! I got to learn to make sandwiches, wraps and paninis HOMAIGOD it made me hungry all the time! And working in the kitchen is the same as what you watch on Top Chef. There were some experimentation on new food and we were the guinea pigs. And the pastry chef was very generous and gave me some fudge. Not helping with my expanding waistline! But being the Asian me, of cos i was secretly happy to indulge in free food!
Other than that, my sandwich partner-in-crime was incredibly friendly! She is so helpful and accommodating to all my silly questions. You know what? i feel that it’s okay for us Asian to ask any silly questions to our Westerners counterparts because of the culture and lifestyle differences and they wouldn’t be judgmental at all. Actually, i feel that Westerners are generally non-judgmental people la. It’s the Asian that are always so competitive and trying to do more to impress. Anyway, my point is i love asking stupid questions. Questions that doesn’t makes sense. Questions on topics that nobody thought of. Just silly, random ones. When i was young, i was no allowed to ask questions cos it is deemed rude (Asian upbringing). So i promised myself not to do that to my kids in the future. If i don’t know the answer to their questions, i will google together with them #winwin
On my last day, i worked as a barista for 4 short hours. It didn’t help that the day was a little busy thus i had no proper training and had to help the others out. But i was glad that i improved tremendously! Previously, my biggest struggle was to get handler hooked and making the perfect shot. Now i am proud to say that i got my technique right albeit slow. #practisemakesperfect
In the end, i didn’t get the job (as expected). They required an expert level barista while i was only starting to get the technique right. I may be slow but i watched the other barista, they are pretty inconsistent with their performance also. Even when their shots are not perfect they’d still serve the customer coz the line is too long.
So i was a little bummed that everything is over. Would do it again in a hearbeat! Love all the friendly peeps and the owner is one of the most humble person i’ve ever seen. Whenever my shift is over, he would personally thank me. I’m like, “Umm, i should thank you for the opportunity and experience.” The whole crew is so nice, i hope the business will flourish.
On another note, i have been keeping up with some of my best girlfriends about their lifes – wedding & pregnancy. It is so fun to talk to the topics that i have yet to experience. I’m a curious cat by nature so i’ll bombard them with tonnes of questions. I’m so happy that one of my girlfriends plans to get hitched next year. Hopefully it’ll be the same time when I’m back in MY. If not, i’ll be glad to help out with whatever she needs beforehand.
From time to time, i envision what my future wedding will be like and write it in a vision diary. I have a mental note of the things i want for my cake, decor, table setting, dress and thank you gifts. It’s so nice to let my imaginations run wild, planning on a small, intimate affair. On the downside, if i were to make all these ideas come true, it’ll be one expensive wedding! Coz most of them are custom made unless i DIY la! Whatever la! At the moment, we have no time to be married bcoz
we’re he’s too busy with work and saving money wtf.
I apologized for the wordy post. Didn’t take much picture for a while now. Tomorrow it’s his day off so hopefully i’ll remember to take some lah! Toodles!
Not a lot of people know this but today (5th July) holds a special day to me. It’s not my anniversary with Ozias, not my birthday nor his birthday, not anybody’s birthday for that matter. It is actually the day when I first stepped into New Zealand.
Why is this day special to me, you may ask? Because it’s the day that changes the entire course of my life. Had I not come to New Zealand, I would still be climbing the career ladder in McCann. Not that working in McCann is a bad thing; it’s just that life then is predictable. Work, eat, sleep, repeat.
How is it different living in NZ 2 years ago and now?
Then, I had a sum of money and free to roam around NZ wherever the job wind takes me to.
–> I first arrived in Christchurch
–> With no plans in mind, I went to Dunedin to visit Li Kee for 2 weeks
–> Then went back up to Akaroa where I was woofing (work in exchange of accommodation) for 2 weeks
–> And then to Blenheim for a job in the vineyard
All these happen in 1 month time which is quite cool la. I get to travel to a few cities and expand my social circle.
Now, I have close to no fund and I am restraint from travelling. This is because I am currently living with my partner thus by hook or by crook, I would need to get a job in this city. Cannot simply travel to another city even if there are more opportunities.
Somehow, i feel that it is easier to feel motivated during my WH. Back then i had no plan to migrate to NZ. I only thought of staying here for 9 months. When I know I have a limited amount of time to have fun here, i make the best of every situation, every moment, every second. 9 months is a very short time. I certainly don’t want to waste my time wallowing at all the bad things that happened to me. I can complain all i want but if i don’t take any actions to amend the situation, it will never change.
However, these days i find myself easily demotivated. Sadly, I am not as strong as before. I let complacency get the better out of me. I am such a lazy bum and a mess; it’s disgusting. I have to constantly myself that this is not the end of the world. Always have to kick myself up to stay positive and remember all the life lessons that i learnt during my NZWH.
How has my life changed after NZWH?
Honestly, the experience has been incredible; I just don’t know where to start.
On a personal level, I have grown into a mature young lady (if I may say so myself). Some of the life lesson learnt during my solo traveling experience.
1) Be confident
At your darkest hour, have a little faith that things will work out for you. Believe there’s a light at the end of the tunnel. Bad things happened for a reason – to make you a stronger person.
Remember, what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger
2) Be grateful
New Zealand is undeniably one of the most beautiful places in the world. One particular moment I will never forget was in Greymouth. It was the early part of my travels and at times I was daunted with fear. Not used to living alone. However, I told myself – You can either be scared for the whole time or you can face your fear and have the best trip of your life. So i challenged myself to go for a trek alone and it was one of the best decisions I’ve ever made. I was rewarded with a gorgeous view at the lookout point.
While admiring the view, I spent the moment in silence. Oh how beautiful this place is. The soft crashes of the waves ease my troubles away. The calmness of the hollow wind made my heart feel at peace. I was lucky to be enjoying a view like this. So I thanked the universe for blessing me with a myriad of amazing opportunities and the beautiful life lessons that it imparted on me. Every single good things that happened to me makes me feel so grateful and makes me want to give it back to the world.
3) You don’t know how strong you are until being strong is the only choice you have
My working holiday wasn’t all butterflies and rainbows. I had my fair share of misery. One of the toughest experience that I had to endure was working in the vineyard in the cold. Winter in Blenheim is about 0-1c in the morning and at that time you have to bust your ass and make some money. If you are slow, you will be asked to leave. I was called out a couple of times in front of my peers, I was humiliated and mocked at work and at home. Every single thing that I do was scrutinized under the microscope; I felt suffocated and cried myself to sleep a couple of times. But I proud that I managed to endure it all and come out stronger.
Every time I feel like giving up or feeling down, I will revisit those painful memories as those are the most difficult time of my life and I wish to never go through that sort of humiliation again.
I owe NZ for this brand new person that I am. I am now an ambitious person. I have targets in life that I want to achieve. I want to continue inspiring people through my blog. I want to improve my writing skills and reach out to a wider audience. I also wish that someday I’ll be able to own a business. From time to time, when I thought of an idea, I will quickly pen down in my diary. When i feel lost with no sense of direction, the diary will come in handy and serves as a reminder and motivation towards my goal.
I hope I did not bore you guys with my thoughts. I actually do not know who will read this but if someday, you are at a crossroads with life-changing junction looking at you, don’t be afraid to take the road not taken. Don’t be afraid to be out of your comfort zone. Trust me; complacency is the roadblock to success. Take risk. Indulge in fear. And at the darkest hour, you will emerge as your finest self.
Haha what an exaggeration.
Right now i’m feeling some ache on my arms
for working to hard wtf.
Last night was pretty depressing. Once i reached home, i had no one to talk to. But thanks to technology i have my friends by my side <3
Special thanks to the group of 5 – Nem, Bra, Bavin & Yuha for keeping me sane and giving me the much-needed motivation to stay positive. So much of happy/ once-in-a-lifetime event happening at home and i’m not there to experience it So there is a compulsory trip home next year coz seriously how can i miss my best friend’s wedding right?!!! It is unacceptable! Bra has been my friend since 12, we used to cycle to the photo shop to photostat some assignments for our class then have ice cream at Fajar. I still remember Nasriq had mint ice cream that time lol.
Us (minus Bavin) during my 19th birthday celebration in Pangkor. OMGGGGG look at that hairstyles and dressing! LOL. And to think that half of the people here are married shows how far we’ve come through!
Deepavali 2009 with better hair and fashion
I super love this people. Really thankful to have them growing up with me. Part of who i am now is because of this awesome childhood friends. Wouldn’t wana trade the world for it.
They are one of the motivating factor for me to work hard, save up and go home next year!!
Also listing down some so that i’ll be excited enough to start writing my resume!!
1) Awesome food
Obviously. Delicious food that worth the calories. Craving for Village Park Nasi Lemak. My one first true love LOL.
2) Spending time with family & friends
- Wana fly to Kuching to be with my family and Kalung (pet dog).
So cuteeee righttttt? But lansi de wtf. Whenever i call him, he won’t choi me/ buat bodoh. But when i left Kuching, mom said he will go into my room and look for me. Stupid dog when i was there you dowan to sayang me but when i left only come find me aih. OK la not stupid la. Sayangs <3
- Bra’s wedding as mentioned. Die die also must go backkkk. If I had to get a 2nd job to fund my trip, I’ll do it!
Suddenly feel lazy to continue my list jor. I am so easily distracted. Or is it easily give up? I choose to believe the former haha.
OK lemme tell you about my friends who spent time making me feel better after yesterday’s event.
I was writing about my experience when i whatsapp Amir (my Starbucks supervisor) about the name of the coffee machine that we used. But he replied after i was done with the blogpost so i didn’t include it :/Then i told him about my experience with the trial. Telling him how demotivated i was. Like i was fucking useless and then he said he missed me. I was instantly touched then i said, “I wana go back Starbucks Manjung can?” LOL. Then he motivated me by telling me how hardworking i was and that got me reflecting on why i love being a barista in the first place. That was the motivation needed actually. Then i decided to accept the 1-week unpaid trial to practice using the coffee machine. I guess, if i apply at the other cafe, they will all be using similar type of machine so why not take this opportunity to familiarize myself and not screw up on my next interview/ trial.
And then i started looking for other alternative if Starbucks take their time to process their application. Wanted to try for a position in library. Yesterday they told me just drop my CV and they’ll contact me but until now i’m still procrastinating. Why am i so lazy? Is it because i’ve been out of job since Dec? T3T
Anyway, kinda miss working in a brainless, menial job like in a factory. The (only) best thing about working in NZ is no matter what shitty job you’re working in, you get paid the minimum wages $13.80 (before tax). So your wages for an 8-hour job is about $90 (after tax). NZ has really strict labour law. If you work more than 40 hours/week then your overtime wages is 1.5x more. Thus, most organization die die will only let you work max 40 hours/week because they don’t want to pay you overtime. Sucks for people who wana earn more money (like me) but that’s why i’m planning to get a 2nd job when my first job is stable. But now really have to start from scratch. Need to have more conversation with the universe so that it’ll grant me my dream job in Starbucks!
Has anybody realized? July iz hereeeee!!!
To kick start the coldest month of winter.
OMG Seriously?! Macam mana mau enjoy nih? This is depressing weather!
Good news is tomorrow the bf and i will check out internet plans for our house (like finally!) but it’ll probably take 1-2 weeks for them to install so in the meantime i still need to depend on library wifi. But how la like this! I hate going out in cold day. So this week will just be me fixing my resume, cooking, monopoly with myself and overused of mobile internet.
Reading blogs instead of doing something productive pfft. Taking in max satisfaction with my relationship with wi-fi here. Am reading about travel blog in Japan and i am sad to announce that my ability to read hiragana & katakana has deteriorated. I have troubles recognizing the characters wtf. Go back Malaysia must bring my Japs book here so that i can keep practising the language. #determined
Yay tomorrow is bf de day off! Gonna have Japs for lunch and then watch Transformer 4. Tonight is our weekly grocery night but since we still have a lot of meat, gonna splurge on mushroom this week. Menu for the week – egg soup, Korean porky dish, couscous (super love it! easiest, healthy & hearty meal!) pasta (so long no eat lor) and maybe pesto tortellini la. It iz the best! Aiyo all these only 5 meals, need to squeeze my brain juice to think of more recipes edi!
Oh, btw i make the best scramble eggs. So light and fluffy. I didn’t put any seasoning into it also feel so delish. Yums! Bf hasn’t had the chance to try it yet coz i cooked for myself during lunch. Anyway, the bf and i have very different style of cooking. I try to use as little seasoning as possible for the reason of kiamsiap + healthy LOL. But bf’s cooking are more flavourful and oily (sinful). I think he eats my healthy cooking until sienz jor until crave for oily food.
Oh i have a new addiction! Fried noodle haha. I shamelessly proclaim to make the best fried noodle. So this week gonna buy more noodles to cook. Wana cook tomyam flavour, gochujang flavour, sesame oil too and uhm that’s all i guess :X No more instant noodle for me for the time being. Sick of it jor. But the bf super love it. So you eat yourself ha!
Okay it’s 4.20pm already. Gotta walk back home soon or else it’ll be too cold.
Till then, see ya peeps!
Warning: This post is wordy. Blogging from WordPress app. But if you managed to read it through then you get to pick a topic of my next post!
So I just went for a trial for a job at a café. The experience was… let’s just say overwhelming.
My trial started at 10.30am and Analyss (duno how to spell her name), the supervisor brought me to the coffee machine and said, “OK show me what you got.”
And I’m like, “Wait a minute. This coffee machine is totally different from the one I’m used to so can you show me how to use it?”
She did some demonstration. Extremely fast. I tried to catch as much as I can. The way she steamed the milk is totally different than how we did it in Starbucks MY. Then she started telling me red cups are for flat white and cappuccino, white cups are for latte and mocha. Then she started on the recipe.
At that time, I felt like wow I’ve been pampered in Starbucks MY. On my 1st 2 days at work I just need to wash the cups and bus the tables. 3rd day they’ll sit you down with a book and teach you the Frappuccino recipe. Once you get a hang of that then they’ll teach you the hot drinks session. And lastly the till and food section. All these training took approximately 3 weeks. And you have the privilege of someone explaining it to you in detail and answer whatever shit questions (usually shit questions are from me lah haha)
But here they expect you to jump in and perform. Which to be honest, is a little difficult for me considering Starbucks has such a good training system. Everything was organized and systematic. The café here is a bit more lenient measurement wise but that may cause inconsistency in the drinks, no?
In Starbucks the recipe was detailed down to how many pumps and spoons used for every size of a cup. Just now when I saw the barista pour syrup without any measurement I was alarmed! Like hah so cincai 1 ah?
After feeling a little more confident, I jumped in and started helping out. When I did my first drink, she served it to the customer. I was a little uneasy coz back then a trainee does not send her cofffee out on her first try. In Starbucks it’s all about quality consistency. But after that she didn’t let me send out any more so phew.
So first off I had to grind the coffee beans. Then I had to compact the coffee into that holder thing.
Next fix the holder (the most fucking difficult thing to do) and wait for the timer. Perfect shot here is 28-33 sec as opposed to Starbucks which is 18-23 sec.
Then comes the steaming milk. Here, they manually stop it when the temperature hits 70°c where as in Sbux it auto stops. And we never leave our espresso shot unattended (max 10 sec) but here you can leave for max 10 mins *cringed* So so different lor the system. It will definitely take me some time to reset and get used to the new system but Starbucks system is all about efficiency and cost saving.
By the end of my trial I knew I wouldn’t get the job. I told the lao ban nian about all these differences and she said that she couldn’t give me the job on the spot. If I want, I could come in for a one-week trial (note: unpaid) and then they shall decide on it.
I wanted to die at the moment. I had so much confidence going in this morning. But I was placed in a totally different machine, setting and system so everything is kinda jumbled up.
I told her that I’ll think about it and promise to email her about my decision. Well, I don’t mind trying la since I don’t have other commitment with any job also but at the same time I wana apply for Starbucks here.
I had this plan of giving myself 5 years to be a Starbucks manager then apply for PR. Coz if I work in independent café businesses the highest I can progress is only at supervisor level.
Le sigh. I feel so dejected. Scared actually. Like what if my trial at Starbucks ended up the same. I know it is pointless to worry about uncertainty but this is (another) reality check for me.
All I can hope is that the Starbucks here has a similar system to the one in MY.
As I was walking to the libary, I couldn’t help but wonder why did I choose this path? Why can’t I get an advertising job which I love and good at in MY. An office job is definitely easier than working in F&B right!
Cannot la cannot. Cannot let myself feel down because of one negative experience. Should turn the negativity into positive – see it as a new challenge.
But at this time and age I just wana excel at the things I’m good at already. A bit tired of starting from scratch. Well, I shall allow myself some wallowing today and tomorrow I’ll apply with Sbux.
Please please please wish me luck. I really need to get a job asap or else I can’t save up enough $$ to go back for Bra’s wedding next year T3T
Haha the title has nothing to do with this movie.
I was beyond ecstatic that the local cinema is playing TFIOS. Watched in on Tuesday with my heart filled with pre-warmth fluff.
I was kinda nervous to watch a movie which i know so well (read it 3 times) and i usually don’t like predictable kinda movie. As i waited for it to begin, i was conflicted with excitement and hesitance if the movie will disappoint.
My verdict: A simplified version of the book. The movie left a lot of details out. But anyway, it’s fine for me la. It’s impossible to encapsulate the whole book in 120 minutes. So the movie plays more on the emotional part of the story i.e. Gus & Hazel love story and Gus’ death.
I practically cried from the time Gus told Hazel about his cancer returned till the end of the movie. I’m glad that my neighbour stranger also cried. So is the girl sitting in front of me. I’m not the only one!!!
Watching the movie makes me wana reread the book again. I wana relive the memories again.
Apart from watching a good movie, my day quickly turned for the worst.
I used to believe that honesty and communication are vital elements in a successful relationship. But last night i was slapped with the cold, hard truth.
For effective communication to take place, both parties have to agree on being a listener when the other person speaks. And by being a listener, i mean understanding what the other party is saying and going through. It is futile if one listens with judgmental and defensive mindset. Because by being defensive, you are automatically closing all genuine attempts to solve a problem.
“Someone should design a sign that says, “Leave your shoes, EGO AND SARCASM at the DOOR.”
Well, if you wana achieve effective communication then that’s the way to go, no?
One of the biggest shock i’ve experienced is how nice a person can be when the world is a wonderland and how fast it can flip 180 when the world is upside down.
My point is a lot of people tend to make promises when they are happy or in a pursuit of happiness. They promise to go through everything with you. Promise to be with you. Never to leave your side especially in the time of distress. You know the words.
But when it happens, they are nowhere to be found.
I hate broken promises. It makes me lose respect of you as a person. The trust built is gone and it’s just so disappointing especially coming from the person who you care a lot.
I trusted you by opening up and placing my heart in your hand. I trust that you are responsible enough to take good care of it. But when you walk out on me during our half-civilized conversation, it is disheartening. Heartbreaking. It’s like being stabbed in the stomach. So hurtful. So so painful.
“If you could not accept me during my worst, then what makes you deserve my best?”
As of now, i’m at lost of how to move forward. I am terribly afraid of getting my heart broken. But I AM determined not to let myself be hurt again. Putting up a protective gear in front of my heart now. Thanks for the reality check.
PS: Maybe this shall be a guide for me.
Hi guys! I just celebrated birthday a couple of days ago. And it coincide with World Cup 2014.
Was supposed to go to Brazil to support Iker Casillas coz it might be his last WC >.<
Anyway, sayang organized a 2-days celebration for my bday
In the morning we had breakfast at Jagz café, Windsor. I had the most amazing and satisfying omelette here last year. Do enjoy some not-so-enticing pictures of our food.
My hot chocolate.
It looked totally different from the one I had last year. This time they reduced the amount of marshmallow on my hot choc. Taste wise, heavenly as always.
Sayang’s pancake. $14.90
Poor boy was sick since Sunday and he doesn’t wana take eggs. But y’know ang moh de breakfast right? It’s all about eggs. The next best thing (almost) without eggs are pancakes.
My omelette. $16.90
Honestly, it doesn’t taste as satisfying as I remembered. But then again, there are a number of factors that might contributed to the satisfaction last year. Like how I was a hungry backpacker thus any food placed in front of me will taste good.
After our very da heavy brunch, we went to do grocery. As promised, Ozias will do the cooking woohoo! I had the option of eating out but sayang’s cooking beats outside food anytime. I told him about my ‘likes’ and cravings and was expecting him to make hot pot for me. Techinically, hot pot isn’t exactly cooking but I was craving for it so I thought he’ll get the hint.
Then he told me he’s gonna cook western food cuz he seldom cook western food for me. So I immediately thought okay maybe it will be steak or something. Typical western food right? Then on Tues night I decided to ask him for the menu. And he explained that it’s a 4 course dinner – 2 entrees, 1 main, 1 soup and 1 dessert.
After shopping, we dropped the stuffs at home, tapau-ed KFC and headed to Oreti beach.
The beach is pretty deserted. Well, no person in his right mind will go to the beach to play. We parked right in front of the sun and enjoyed the quiet embrace.
The magnificent sunset. I kept sighing at its beauty. Braced the cold to take pics of this couple walking on the beach with their dog.
Back home, the boy scrambled to prepare my dins! This is him getting all agitated coz the supermarket staffs did not de-bone and de-skin the salmon. And we paid a freakin’ $26/kg.
After shower, I was prepared for my first course.
5 roses of salmon sashimi.
Oh gawd this taste so good! The soft sashimi melt in your mouth. I like mixing it with wasabi for the kick. After 3rd rose I was kinda full already but our motto is never waste food wtf.
Salmon and avocado salada.
This was really good as well. Sayang so smart mix the wasabi with mayo for a little tinge of kick. Salmon and avocado are my fav food so obviously I was going to enjoy this. Until I got a little jelak >.< And to think that we have 3 more courses to go, it kinda demotivate me a little.
Salmon + Broccoli baked rice.
Come I show you the picture before it went into the oven.
So sinful right? Sigh, goodbye 2 weeks of effort. I have trained my body to eat smaller portion (60% full) and this is more than what my body can take. Ozias kept pacifying me by saying your birthday mah… don’t think too much. Just eat. Well, the reason why I kept eating is because I don’t want to waste food (and his effort)
At this point, we were too stuffed already. Didn’t really finish this also. Cheese + rice is too much for me. Next time sayang, portion control ya. Muacks.
After that we just sat and waited till 12 midnight wtf. Too full to move, too full to do anything. And I was kinda tired from all the eating. When the clock struck 12, he brought out my cheesecake.
Lemon and Lime Swirl Cheesecake. About $25.
The sad thing about celebrating your birthday in a desolate place is your birthday cake is not freshly made. It’s frozen. I KNOW!!! I’ve never seen a frozen birthday cake, let alone eat it!! It’s not Ozias’ fault for this. He searched high and low for freshly baked cheesecake and there is none. Y’know even the supermarket sells frozen cake. The bakery here do not do order-to-go. Le sigh.
Anyway, I had a very tiny piece of cake only. Really bummed that my Projek Jaga Badan effort has gone down the drain.
Ended the night with a bottle of Moscato. Super love this! Its sweet, crisp taste is the perfect ending to a sumptuous meal.
The next day, we woke up early for a day trip to Dunedin!
Sayang was still sick so I took over the wheels. Felt kinda scared to be driving coz the speed limit here is 100km/h on a motorway (highway) and 50km/h in the town. Yeah, every town that you pass by you have to slow down to 50km/h. To me that is a pretty difficult to do since I drive like a sakai in Malaysia hahaha.
Our first stop is this dimsum place called The Golden Harvest restaurant.
I’ve actually lowered my expectation but they still managed to disappoint me wtf.
Disgusting custard bun and prawn dumpling.
We ordered 9 dishes and the bill came to a total of $55. So wasted considering it is all frozen and not freshly made. If frozen I also can buy them from the Asian store and steam them myself la aih.
After that we walked our fats off doing girls’ fav exercise – shopping! Bought slutty panties and some long sleeves top from Cotton On. No picture of my loot coz it’s for Ozias’ viewing pleasure wtf.
Our day in Dunedin is so productive. Had bubble milk tea (original of course) from Chopstick 101.
That is not our car.
Bought gigantic onigiri for only $3.50.
Stock up on Asian food and visited the art gallery. This is a Lego exhibition.
The hubs trying to continue someone’s creation.
Walked up to Baldwin Street, the steepest street in the world.
Attempting a selfie. Take 1. Super blur.
Take 2. Cannot see leg wtf.
Take 3. Perfecto!
I was ready to go home but Ozias’ want to have dinner in Dunedin. So we went back to Chopstick 101 coz the restaurant looks pretty promising.
Sayang de fish tofu rice with gravy for $12.
My spicy beef hotpot for $16.
OMG this is the bomb! I almost forgotten how authentic spicy food taste so good. The best thing about this dish is they use the chili flakes from chili pan mee. A surefire to spicy-dom wtf. Ideally, this dish is for 2 person to share but we have no portion control wtf. Once again, we ended the night with a very buncit tummy.
We sadly left Dunedin at 7.40pm and arrived home 3 hours later. I enjoyed myself really much and I missed being surrounded by stylish young people. There’s so much to do and eat (Korean and Japanese restaurant at every corner of the street) a day trip is really not enough. Perhaps many months later, sayang?
I am really thankful to be celebrating my birthday with my sayang. Being with him is the highlight of my birthday, it’s the icing on the cake. I’m already thinking of ideas to celebrate his birthday. I gotta do something that’s equally special and meaningful to him. Unfortunately, I can’t do anything OTT this year coz I’m kinda broke haha. But 2 years later sayang you have a surprise coming up. You better be prepared ya!