McD Pajama Party with GALS

yes you read it right! pajama party in McDonalds Bangsar y'all, bukan beshe beshe ohkaaay! idk what went into our mind that day when everyone collectively agreed that spending the whole night in McD was a great idea.. lol alas, we enjoyed it so much!

the idea was to walk out of our college few minutes before curfew in our (sort-of) pajamas, and get to McD to spend the whole night there, playing games, open up about things, and basically just having fun. and that's exactly what we did. 

even the night was beautiful. I might have regretted a bit en route to McD as we settled on walking instead of hailing a Grab, because it was (annoyingly) tiring (I prefer paying for Grab, easy peasy) HOWEVER, oh my god the view and the night breeze was worth the pain and sweat, like come on? you at least gotta try it once! As it was already late at night, the city somehow looked peaceful, and the neighborhood was endearingly quiet... which is rare to experience in this hustling city. It made the whole strolling with my friends more memorable.

Arrived, finally. Phew.

Strolling

the night went on as planned. we laughed deliriously, we made fun of each other.. just a bunch of girls trying to shift away from reality for the night and wrap it with momentous joy that would be remembered in 10 years' time! Just a simple event we promised to try once. haha

and the laugh is not all! we cried too (as much as I want to believe that it was bc of my yawn LOL gimme a break pls) but let's not get deep into that. I am worried I would spill everything as my fingers type. hahaha till then seeya.

the last women standing in McD that night.
6.30AM.

Kak Una got married!

My sister just got married!!!!!!!

I was SO excited, bc see... I finally get all the room to myself! uh oh you have no idea how I'd been dreading for this. thank you kak una for getting married! I love you even more now. haha

all that aside, the kenduri was so much fun. It felt so worth it. especially when everything was sacked clean by the guests— the food I mean. We had all sort of food, the modern catering dishes down to the peculiar yet delicious traditional thai cuisine, miang kham. everyone was so frantic about it that day. it was selling like hotcakes! I was too occupied with the chores, I only had one.... nevertheless, it felt more rewarding when the guests enjoyed it.

now that I look back, it's a miracle that I survived all the wedding preparations, from Along and all the way to kak una, making it four in total. phew. and there are still four weddings to go.. y'all this time I already got a room, next time better be a house or sumn. haha. jk.

anyway back to kak una. congratulations :') I am very glad she tied the knot with the love of her life and I pray nothing but for her eternal happiness and blessings. I pray she stays as radiant and delighted, just the way she has always been. I don't say this often to her face, so now I am writing it- kak una, that day you looked remarkably pretty that even with the minimal make-up and setting, you shined like a Queen.

slays

but duh today you are back to orang gaji fashion concept and I am.. utterly disappointed smh.

time flies huh? who knows what comes next. seven year-old me had never thought of the day the family would grow this big was coming, but today, here we are. 

sans sisters-in-law and my niblings.

My loyal, lovely watch.

My loyal, lovely watch. It's nothing fancy, you can even see the rust from the picture. but it's exquisite!

I bought this watch at a very cheap price from our local kedai, our frequent clock shop since I was little, and I have bought at least 3 watches there as I grow up. We watch the seller grows old, basically. An honest chinese man, probably in his 50s now.

aaaand.. that is why this watch is special. It is the epitome of my personality! I can't lose it. I would never want to and I hope I don't. As an avid minimalist, I always feel that it's enough for me to own just one watch my entire life, as long as it works. however, I had previously owned 4-5 watches and you might want to wonder why and what happened to my minimalist idea. (as someone who claims herself as one. rolls eyes)

here is the answer.

I have many bad traits- one of them is forgetting where I place my things and stuff. like, I could be putting my precious purse on the seat next to me, initially just for three seconds and end up realising I do not have it in my bag after I went home. That's how it has always been with my stuff, be it the biggest thing like my phone!

and yes, there goes all my entire watches that I lost. one of them was left in RnR somewhere, another one lost in surau ipba... hahaha ha...

thus, my current watch. many times I had lost my hope over this watch because I always, always forget to pick it up after placing it somewhere.

but every single time it happens, this lovely watch always makes its way back to me! I have left it in so many places, you name it. in the toilet, in surau ipba (again, tapi tak hilang), rumah sedara, everywhere! but it always always makes its way home, wrapped around my wrist in the end!

I love it. I love her. This watch is one of the few things that always reminds me how bad that trait is, and what I do to improve. Therefore, I don't plan on losing it anytime soon. I hope I don't. 

Sneaking Out to a Concert a Day Before My Exam

this was my first concert. also the first event I went to without telling my m- wait. scratch that. this was, as far as I can remember, my first time not telling my mom any of my business, at all. well, whose mother would allow her daughter to go to a concert, a night before her exam? asian mothers could never, I thought.

therefore I just went through it without telling her, with a courtesy of slipping my exam notes in between my stuff in the bag hoping I would read them, lessening the guilt of not revising the subject the night I was supposed to.

god knows how much I contemplated to post this picture on instagram that day, a month after it had actually passed. being me, I HAD ALWAYS wanted to post something that makes me extra, extra happy. at that time, all I cared about was posting that picture. sure I was worried, bc my mom follows me on instagram!

but I did post it anyway. 

and like a girl who just confessed, I threw away my phone right after I clicked 'post' and I found myself trembling, hard. chances were my mom was definitely going to scroll through her feed and saw that! I wished the words of "my heart is thumping loudly against my chest" could make a real sound so everyone could hear how loud it was. I waited for some moments after that and there was no call. no message. nothing. so maybe.. maybe I am okay.

and like any other day, I casually called her to talk about my days and I ended up tripping myself over the guilt I had.. lmao I really have to break it to her myself in the end, because it felt wrong to me T^T and it went like:

"Have you seen my latest post?"

"Hm"

"Do you.. know.. when was it?"

"No"

*nervous sweating* "Um it was right before my literature exam Ma"

"Okay"

"Mak tak marah?"

"Dah lepas kan. Sapa lagi yg pi?"

and I told her everything, the ticketing, my view that day, how I performed my Maghrib (important), who were the artists etc.

after some days it struck me, maybe, maybe my mom was waiting for me to tell her myself. maybe all I needed to do was just- tell her, myself. and I wonder what did she feel when she saw the post, was it anger because I went to a concert? or disappointment bc she knew that through my instagram instead of my own mouth? ....tbh high chances are maybe mak tak rasa apa-apa pun and I am just being dramatic right now. Hahaha

from that day onwards, I decided, it doesn't matter if I want to tell her earlier or later, I would never let her find out my days from instagram anymore... I hope so.

and I figured, my mom and dad are actually so cool about everything, probably because I am no longer below 18 now, and most importantly, it's because I know they have given me their trust so I don't think I want to break that. ever.

all I need to do is just, tell them.

and therefore that wraps up my first concert experience with Hajar and Kak Maine, seeing Red Velvet and NCT! FOR FREE. ihiks