growing up

"you can't have everything you want in this world."

"why on earth you think it is always about you?"

These two lines are my mom's favorite lines whenever i ask money to shop. I've been taught to manage my own money since i was in high school. To  get a new pair of jeans, i had to let go fries,teh o ais, keropok lekor or mee goreng during recess time in high school. I had to save my duit poket just to get a pair of jeans. I had to choose between my physical sensation towards food or my physical sensation of desiring a nice pair of jeans. Not easy, you know. That time,Bank Abah and Bank Mama were willing to help provided that i give them 100 reasonable reasons why i need the money . 'I need a pair of new jeans' were not accepted, though.

Things are getting real when i started to study in Dublin. I mean my life is getting real. Even though I've been fully managing my own money since i was 19 ( with monthly allowance from my sponsor. RM100 per month. Man, that was hard!) , I still find it is hard to handle...life. When my mom told me to act and think like an adult , i said, don't worry i am more than prepared for adulthood. Managing money? Duh, so easy la mama.

but boooo me! house rent, electric bill, internet bill, gas bill, groceries, this bill, that bill and etc. So many bills and apparently, life is expensive. Oh, wow! This is adulthood huh? Now, no Bank Abah or Bank Mama. Everything is on my own. Growing up is the key. It is not only important financially but everything else like how you make your decision, your perception towards people, your friendship, you future plan, your career and a lot more.

Growing up. It is not easy  and some people actually refuse to grow up. i have problem with 'growing up' too. Like seriously, who wants to pay bills? heeeee.

By growing up, you learn that hatred, attention,ego,  handbags(?), dresses(?) can't bring you anywhere. So, let's grow up! (what the...)

Growing up also means pay you own dry cleaning bills or stop buying chiffon and silk tops. aiyoyo..

Meanwhile,

I just got a wedding invitation card from my babe.

and Pak Abu is the wedding planner. Must go!!

ok, packing now. I hate early morning flight but anything for Pak Abu you,babe!

p.s : "Sometimes, you have to smile and pretend like it never happened. It is not giving up, it is called growing up." 

crossing things out of the list

i love making lists. I have what-to-do list, where-to-go list, what-to-wear list, what-to-read list and so on. Some of my friends think i have OCD but i'm pretty sure i'm not. My fiance said i'm a hardcore planner.

"We are just going to eat. we don't need a plan."

"dude, if we fail to plan, we plan to fail."

i don't want to fail eating. err.. right?

 So.. yeah, i have my own what-to do or i rather call it what-to-eat list for my summer break this year. 

French toast and honeydew smoothies. They were not in my list, though.

and guess who has the list in his iPhone? A man who called me a hardcore planner.

Eat your own words, dude!

in order to cross 'nasi ulam' out of the list, we went to Kampung Kraf  and suddenly we became tourists in our own place. I mean my place.

"have you been here before?"

"err...who cares? i just want to eat the famous nasi ulam here."

"So, you have never been here before la? At least i'm not from here, you know..you have been to many countries around Europe but ...blaa..bla...bla..."

"ok, whatever. i'm hungry."

Then, he paid 2 ringgit to enter Muzium Kraf so that i know my roots. 

Yeah... i really 'appreciate' your effort. Thanks, honey. 

mesin pengisar tebu pada zaman dahulu kala. 

So jakun la this mamat.aiyoo...

"this is like a field trip or something. i just want to eat!"

and oh, we didn't eat the famous nasi ulam because the restaurant's owner decided to extend his raya holiday.  -_____-' Thanks la uncle!

"hari ni angin mati la dik. layang-layang tak terbang." 

so sad.

We found this at a fruit stall while waiting for our rojak buah. Irony.

we proudly crossed 3 things in the list. muahahahha!

p.s: Selamat Berpuasa 6!

Thank you!

NOTE: a special entry for my Pak Su, my brother and sister-in-law, Laila , Yuni and mr.planner .  I don't want to upload any of these pictures on FB for some reasons and i rather post them here since not so many people will read my blog. this post will be removed soon. don't get me wrong. oh, Mak Su, thanks a lot. :)

Alhamdulillah, it went smoothly. doakan. thank you.

Me as Aunty Billa.

"I want tutti frutti!!!!"

and she got tutti frutti.

meanwhile in New Zealand,

Finally, they managed to make him look at the camera. Fuh..

door gift!

i'm kinda nervous now.

Ya Allah, permudahkan segala urusan kami. Amin. 

Rifqi and atuk

"atuk's hair is white," my dad said.

"meow," rifqi said.

p.s: semua benda yang berbulu dan berwarna putih adalah kucing bagi rifqi. 

lucky them. Winter in New Zealand is not as bad as in Ireland.

"err.. what are you doing?"

"Gardening?"

"Since when?"

"Since i have a wife and backyard." 

T__T

Rifqi  said, "Celamat Hari Aya.Maap Hir dan Tin"