I never liked booking flight tickets. For some reason it terrifies me, as I know how clumsy I am, and I might end up booking the wrong ticket or key in the wrong passport number. Something like that. Anyway, my beloved dad let me come home for winter! SWEET!  *insert dance moves here*

Unfortunately my dad didn’t bother to book the tickets for me, I had to do it myself *cries* but it was all good, thankfully.  So once I got the tickets, I wanted to surprise Eddie. So I texted him, “You HAVE to skype with me tonight. It will be our best, yet. I promise!”. He went home early that night, and of course, my dad had to spoil it for me.Way to go dad! My mum gets it and she didn’t say a thing, but my dad… Man, he has no clue. hahah! I love my daddy. 😀

Anyhow, I wanted to have one full day in Melbourne after my exam which ends on  June 15th, so I booked June 16th flight. So, all good. Until I realized the departure time is 00:45 and then it hit me. I don’t get a day after my exam, it’s the night after my exam! yeah, I just want to slap my own face. Felt the ultimate bimbo moment at that time. HAhah! So, I may or may not be able to get some gifts for my family and friends because I have a lot of studying to do. =/

Anyway, here’s a list, of the things I want to eat, and I don’t want to miss out on any of it! The list is endless, but here’s the top 10.

1. Mum’s nasi lemak

2. Mum’s nasi arab

3. Mum’s kambing kuzi & roti jala. Yumms

4. Mum’s lamb chop

5. Mum’s nasi kerabu

6. Burger King

7. Paper Tosai (Am I spelling it right?)

8. Quesadillas

9. Nasi briyani

10. My youngest sister

I’m fasting now, and I’m salivating as I typed the list. I’m so excited to go home, I’ve packed halfway, and I have the image of home in my head everytime I go to bed, and the things I’d do  as soon as I land. That is to hug my sister, my parents and of course my husband without intention to let go. hahah! Beware, my dear  family. Beware.

p.s, I can foresee myself gaining 5kg in 3 weeks, but it will all be worth it.

p.p.s, I should pack my jogging shoes as well. :s

These past few days, I’ve been feeling so weak, mentally. I haven’t been able to work hard on making clothes, partially because I’m bored of drafting and I need a sewing mannequin so badly so that I can drape the clothes instead. Also, I am so frustrated with myself because I feel like I have lost my skills, and I feel like I can’t do anything. I feel like I don’t want to do anything. I don’t want to go to Melbourne. I don’t want to work. I just, want to do what I love to do. Like, painting and making clothes. and then, there’s self conflicts. But no point going there, I don’t want to be judged or anything.

I thought about deferring my degree to Sept intake but my husband said I should just go for March intake and then I’ll be done by December. But.. I don’t know. I feel like I should be ready for it.

Gosh. I’m so complicated I can’t even make sense out of this. Maybe it’s just one of those days. I hope it’ll pass very soon.

I was digging through the piles of boxes, looking for a box to put my studio materials. The store area under the stairs where dark and full of spider webs. Small ones big ones, ugly ones, naah.  Then I saw just the perfect box. I tried to reach it with my hands but I couldnt. So I stretched my left leg and tried to take it out using my feet.

Then I felt a tiny mass crawling on my ankle and down to my foot. It’s a spider, I can feel it. A pretty big one. I was so stunned I was afraid to even move. And then, the spider slowly, injected its venom into my foot. I panicked but still couldn’t dare to move my left foot. I was raging, my right leg already kicking. I wanted to get out of here.

“B, there’s a spider! There’s a spider!” I screamed and cried while tapping the floor with my hands and kicking my right leg. My left foot remained still. I could still feel the spider. Eddie came to me and asked what wrong. “There’s a spider, there! My foot! spider, foot!” I pointed. I was crying out of panic. I thought the spider was going to kill me. and then, he said, “Honey, there’s no spider under the blanket,”

I couldn’t believe what he said and started crying louder. He got up to my legs, and swept everything off my legs. “It’s my foot! Left foot!” I screamed.

“Honey, there’s no spider. See, it’s nothing. No spider. Don’t cry, okay?” I opened my eyes and saw that he pushed the blanket to the floor and no spider. I moved my left leg and I felt nothing. Immediately, I stopped crying as I realized it was just a dream. He then pulled the blanket back up, hugged me and we both went back to sleep.

The one on the left, [crying] is Arina.

The one on the right is her older sister.

Arina  was crying her heart out, obviously duhh.

Notice her sister’s smile.

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and yes, the sister is ME.

he he he…

We used to fight a lot, my sister and I, ever since she was born. We fought over everything. and I mean, EVERYLITTLETHINGYOUCOULDPOSSIBLYTHINKOF. But when we reached mid teenager, we fought gradually less and became really close.

Oh, I guess I’m missing her right now. Haven’t had quality time with her for quite a while. We’re both been busy. Well, especially her.

Miss you lah daketokna. Later I belanja you something k? If I have extra money laa hahaha