Salam perantauan

Hi!!  I feel like updating and give this story away because I’ve been receiving messages from my friends and many asked how I celebrated my raya and my Ramadan.

Ramadan was real good. No joke. My housemates and I took turns to cook and lead the prayers. We usually cook our own meals which means having to cook for extra 5 people was a little bit challenging for me. I suck at estimating the portions. Anyways, when it was my turn, cooking wasn’t the hardest. The hardest part was thinking of the meal that I needed to cook and hoping that everyone like the cooking. Thankfully, no one get sick or food poisoning. Phew.

Oh cooking is one thing but leading the prayers is another thing. Did I tell you that I got so nervous when I first needed to lead the prayers? Holy cow! I was even more nervous leading my housemates compared to my family! I actually had to do some revisions with my readings and all. I lost my voice halfway through and yeah it was terrible. By the second and the third time, I got better hahaha so it was actually a good experience.

Oh and during Ramadan, I also had my finals so there was actually one time where I break my fast while I was taking my exam and only God knows how hungry I was at that time. So yeah, that’s more or less of how I celebrated Ramadan this year.

But how was my Raya celebration went?

Well first of all, Eid Mubarak to all my fellow Muslim friends! This year is my first time that I am celebrating Eid away from my family. A celebration that was full of sweet bitter memories. A night before the official celebration, it actually felt like home. We decided to cook rendang, sambal tumis (my housemates call it sambal bilis), kuah lodeh, sambal kacang and ketupat instant (they were delicious!). We also baked kuih raya and that night we had preparation for raya where everyone cleaned the house, put kuihs in the container while listening to raya songs. Not to mention that everyone in the house was video calling their family including me. I started getting emotional when I called my sisters and my mom. I thought I wasn’t gonna cry. I thought I was ‘kental’ enough but dammit jokes on me. So yeah that night it felt like raya, it felt like home.

The next morning, there was a big celebration at Malaysian Hall. I got up pretty early because I decided to actually dress nicely hehehe. Went there for solat raya, then ate (I set my expectation too high so I ended up getting disappointed sebab tak sedap. I thought makanan penjara huhu), then the usual- pictures. After I don’t know how many pictures were taken, we all decided to go home and sleep. Then at night, some friends decided to come so I actually didn’t ended up eating my own kuih. Thank you for coming over :’). You guys made my first day of raya felt like raya.

Well, first day I slay with my high heels and all, second day I slaykeh. It was just like another day and on the third day, my friend, Zoe invited me over. At first we went to Alexendria the ground then we hit to the beach. I kid you not, that day I witnessed the most beautiful sunset I’ve ever seen! The sound of the waves made the scenery extra beautiful. It was just amazing and I had a great time. When I went to her place, her parents were so nice to me as well and she got cute dog, Holly.

For an Australian setting, my raya probably sounds good and fun.

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My new (not so new) friends in Sydney :’) _ Missing emy_
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My future bridesmaids (oso missing emy) cuz she was having a great time rayaing in Malaysia
I think this was supposed to be candid.
Jump shots are the hardest but we tried anyway
Day well spent~ I don’t think I can survive uni without her. No joke.
Her parents and her dog were the sweetest
The view @ La Perouse is 10/10
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Spring/Autumn break ’16

Friends, travel, food.  What else could be the happiest thing that I’ve done throughout my spring break this year? At first I thought my spring break was not gonna be as lit as my previous breaks when I was still in high school. But who knew that my spring break this year was one of the remarkable breaks I’ve ever had (away from family)? When I first heard that my housemates’ friends were coming from Melbourne and Brisbane and stay at our place for the break, I thought  I was doomed. Ah, another awkward ‘hi, hello’ thing again. And of course I was feeling a little bit anxious because I was worried that I might not be able to break the ice. I was worried that they might not be as crazy as I am because I can seriously get out of hand if I’m excited lol. Plus, I was just about to get closer to my new housemates. Yikes.

Ah as expected, it was awkward ‘hi, hello’ when I first met them but that didn’t last long. Hours past and viola ~  Right after I got back from the Malaysian Ball, all 10 girls in the house got along with each other. We talked and we laughed for hours past our bed time forgetting the itinerary that we had for the next day; and the journey started then.

The next morning, EVERYONE was late. E V E R Y O N E. Boys, girls, all of us were rushing. We were supposed to meet at Central Station by 730AM but our schedule was delayed about an hour. Not guilty because it was pretty early for us. During the 2-3 hours train to Blue Mountains, the girls went back to sleep but I wasn’t sure about the guys. Probably they were not sleeping throughout the whole journey since I heard them talking the whole time. Upon our arrival, we got off the carriage like goats getting released to eat grass at a field. To express the greatness of our trip to Blue Mountains, the one day trip was worth it though I pretty much gambled the trip because money was such a huge pain in an ass. It was the end of the month, and I was broke and the money that my dad wired in was taking forever to get into my bank account. But fun is fun. No regret.

Long story, short:

Day 1: Blue Mountain + Time for Thai for dinner after we got back from Blue Mountains. Got home around 10-11 PM ish, stalked each others’ Facebook, commented on old pictures. Probably the highlight of our break.

Day 2: Sydney sightseeing. First, we went to Chinese Garden of Friendship and took lots of royalty pictures. HAHAH. Then, we took a ferry, passed the harbour bridge, went to Opera house, the usual tourist trip y’know. Lots of pictures and lots of love. Then we had dinner at Pancake on Rocks, and they made the best pancake I’ve ever tasted in my 20 years life. It was bomb dot com. Btw, it is recommended. A must try! hehe

Day 3: Bondi to Cooge coastal walk. A lot of walking. A L O T. And a lot of stopping for pictures too. Honestly I couldn’t remember what and where we ate for dinner. Probably it was Time for Thai again but, didn’t skip dinner fosho.

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The Joyahs ft. Mirasal (MIA)

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Day 3_Group picture wee~

Day 4: Souvenirs stop and we went to  Paddy’s Market, a very well-known hotspot for cheap souvenirs. After that we went for ice skating cuz it was free but we sucked at it. Still no regrets.

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Last Joyah’s group photo taken before Lins & Mun and Dee and Tasha left

Anywaaays, if you got a super fast wifi and a lot of data to waste, click the videos to watch the fun trip 😉

What’s up Jubail? Pt.1

For the past 8 years, I grew up and lived in a small town named Yanbu’ and right after graduating high school, my family and I moved to the eastern region of Saudi Arabia. Currently we are staying in Jubail, another Royal Commission city just like Yanbu except, it is much more fun in Jubail !

I may have no friends here and my friends may be my mom and her friends but I can’t lie the fact that Jubail is a fun and beautiful city! Not trying to get anybody so worked up but Yanbu is really nothing compare to Jubail. HAHAHA I seriously can’t believe that I lived there for nearly 10 years! Good lord. But what’s there in Jubail ? Come and check out the pictures below and you won’t missed out!

Fresh market where you can mostly find men only

But, it is not packed at all ! You’ve got a lot of space! No need to worry about getting bumped into others 😉

What else though? Fish market is not that special anyway. Okay, so in Jubail we always have different activities every month. Those events are usually organized by KRMJ (Kelab Rakyat Malaysia Jubail). Yes, in Yanbu you can literally invite everyone to your party but in Jubail, nope. Interestingly, they have Jumanisa’ (mommies group), and kelab remaja (WOW! You can find jodoh too if you want) So one of the events that I’ve attend was the desert camp.

Nobody wants to go during summer to a desert but if it’s during winter, it is so much fun!

You get up and play the ATV without having to worry about wearing your abaya

And of course, BBQ session at night

So obviously I can’t hide the fun good times I had

 

Welcome 2016

Happy New Year guise!!! I hope you guys all enjoyed your New Year’s celebration…

How was my celebration? Uhm, let’s see. I didn’t celebrate it haha. Honestly, I wasn’t even waiting for the clock to hit 1200 o’clock for 2016. I thought well, it’s just going to be another year. “New year, new me” hahah really? I mean obviously every year people change. People are not gonna stay the same each year… Including me. Thoughts, personality, looks,.. everything. You name it. They all changed.

For me? I don’t know. 2015 did quite a lot of damaged on me and I’ve noticed myself changing each year. I’m not the same as I was 2 or 3 years ago. I was happier, enjoying things, fewer problem I think. The way I think, and look at things,… they are all different now. My defense mechanism also changed. How different though?

Well back then, I was more optimistic, cheerful, do things that actually make me happy and most of the time, I feel at ease. I never cared of how I look, the way I dressed or what I think about how people look at me. But I think as I grow older, I feel myself changing,… more mature (?) and surprisingly, I started taking people’s nasty comments seriously. I’m still optimistic but it wasn’t the same as I was few years ago. I’m still happy but happy in a different way… Actually now, I’d say I feel more blessed instead of happy.

Seriously, I hate the fact that these nasty comments started creeping in my soul… Like “you are so fat. You need to lose some weight.”, “ I think you should take care of your face because look at those pimples.” , “ you’re so stupid.” , “be a little bit more feminine. You’re a girl, not a tomboy.”… etc etc etc. People have been telling me these stuffs since few years ago… Family, friends (new/old), everyone… you name it. But I didn’t care. I gave zero fucks. I just laughed it off… But like now, whoa… I can’t believe that I’m letting those comments affect me. At some point, I take these comments as a challenge to change. But then, why should I change? For people? Hell no. I don’t live to satisfy people. But since it’s been bothering me a lot for a while now, and it’s 2016, so it’s game time! I’m going to change for myself and just to make your jaw drop, eyes poppin’, heart melt (lol joke)

Hahah but for real though, if you guys set goals to change, change for yourself and change to be better. Don’t do it for other people cuz they don’t worth your time. If you haven’t live a happy life, take this chance to live happily. If you get hurt a lot because of others, lower your expectations. But that doesn’t mean that you should stop loving people. Love first, then you’ll be loved.