Thursday, June 29, 2017

To Go with the Flo-w or Not?

Excuse me for the punny title, just had the inspiration to write on this platform.

It's been awhile since I've had the time to sit down and write, even on Dayre I haven't been writing as much. Most of my days start with work, workout, sleep, repeat, and on the weekends it would be sleep as much as I want and make time for the people I wanted to see and make time for.

Currently I'm on my annual 1 month break.

As you can see from my previous post, I just got back from Sydney. I will write about it more in the next few posts while I have the time.

I'm here to write about myself again. Sorry, you must be thinking what a 'self-entitled' person I am, most of the blog posts are about myself. But yeah, this is a place to document about my own personal experiences, and besides there is nothing much interesting going on in my life anyways.... Or that's what I think.

I have always wondered, why are we so afraid of doing what we want to do? Why are we so afraid of what others think of what we do? Do other people care if we were doing what we love or if we were happy? Am I doing life at 24 years old right? What more can I do at where I am today?

This has been going on and on in my head a lot.

There are a lot of onlookers who gave their opinion on how I'm living my life. I am trying very hard to psyche myself that their opinions don't matter, unless 10 of them tell you the same shit, then something may be wrong with you. Believe me I am trying to be less condescending about others too, and most importantly minding my own business, and keeping the comments about others to myself in my head wtf.

In their eyes, or what I have chosen to show to them, I look like someone who only works and works and works and complains. I guess I only use Twitter as a platform to vent out my upset feelings, and not write about the things that I am grateful, or feeling happy about. One thing to understand is when it comes to work, there is stress that comes with it and you have to express it somewhere. I have chosen an outlet where I do not complain as much in person, unless you are in the same line as me, then we would be complaining to each other about each other's work. Otherwise, no, I will not rant to you because you would find my complaints annoying. So I have turned to Twitter to vent my frustration. To an extent where a high school friend who, I am not close with, ringed me up to check if I was okay and that my life was miserable. Wow. Thank you very much for your kind words and concern. 

Not sure if it is right to talk about my career in such an open platform, I have always been generalizing it because well, it is not nice if your bosses happen to stumble upon your little blog and watch you bitch about work. But let us be fair, I haven't written anything bad about anyone and anything bad directly related to my work. Let's keep it professional wtf. (LOL)

Anyway, I have been in this line for 2 years and 4 months, and counting.

At the start of my career, I was probably questioning myself like why am I in this line? What am I doing with my life? I still question myself occasionally but I have come to a conclusion that I am still doing okay at where I am lately.

As per my previous posts, I have met all kinds of people in my workplace, ones who take advantage of you, ones who help you learn and grow, and ones who motivate you to be a better person. So I shall not talk about it from the people aspect.

In terms of work, I have to say that along the way, it is not very routine, you learn something new everyday as you progress. You are constantly given opportunities and also doing things you have never done before.

It may be more challenging on some days, and when you overcome it, there is a sense of satisfaction, or at least for me, there is. You will be like, "Oh, shit I complained damn a lot, but looking back at it, I see the bigger picture and it wasn't so hard after all, I did it, and I learnt something new!"

And the cycle repeats. Life.

Work becomes much much more easier if you question yourself, "Why am I doing this? Where are we trying to go from here? What do we intend to achieve at the end of the day?"

Or if you are stuck somewhere, you know you can always seek for help, guidance, or for comfort, from people around you, whether it's your colleagues or your bosses.

And then there is people who question like, why are you working so hard for when you can be your own boss, when are you going to resign?

Erm. Hello, why do you think I am still in the same job even after 2 years and 4 months. I still see a reason to stay. I am still learning and growing and I still see that sense of satisfaction in my job. I mean, its not too bad, steep learning curve for the first few months of the year, and other times of the year, you work, but not as hard. Which other job gives you the opportunity of letting you take a month off and still pays you? Well, mine does.

Just because you do not want to go on this career path, doesn't mean that I feel the same way about it. Maybe you didn't stay long enough to reap the benefits of this career, maybe I have seen the bigger picture of it. I still wake up each day and still see a reason to look forward to going to work.

A lot of my colleagues have been moving to Singapore.

Should I go to Singapore just because everyone is going to Singapore?

Should I go for the sake of the currency? Should I follow for the sake of my friends? Should I go for the comfort of wanting to live alone, uninterrupted, a space for myself? This has been going on in my mind for quite some time and it still is. Probably annoyed the crap out of the people I poured my thoughts to by talking about this numerous times. It isn't as easy as I thought it would be.

But what many people don't talk about often is, what comes with the three times currency. You may not be able to take as much leave as how easy it is in my current department, you may not be able to get promoted even you performed, because there will always be a quota for Malaysians, you get so lonely during weekends because well there is no where to go, no one to talk to, with three times the money, it means three times the workload. You are the senior and the junior in the team.

And also the thought of staying in Singapore, are you in it for short term or long term, do you really want to settle down in Singapore?

I am sure of there are the pros too, like how Singapore is an international hub and you probably will get a wider exposure dealing with international clients and multinational companies.

But I have come to put my foot down that it is okay to stay where I am now. My life in my current company is okay and I have a nice boss who takes care of his staff and still grows his staff. (If he leaves then maybe I shall reconsider my options wtf)

Also what is stopping me is do I really want to do audit in the next few years?

What do I want to do next?

Indeed, I have been talking about that a lot too, hopefully, I would find the courage to sign up for what I want to do next once I have settled getting my chartered accountancy. At least if I screw up in my future intended plans, I would have at least still have my chartered accountant status to fall back to.

If you have been a follower of my instagram or my blog, you would have known that I have loved visiting cafes. I have always envisioned myself to come up with one myself in the future, but I definitely know that it isn't an easy journey.

What makes a person want to revisit the cafe again and again and not just a one time consumer? Is it the food, the coffee, the service, or all three of it?

First of all there is the rental to think about, how are you going to earn enough to cover the rental cost? How to sustain the business to keep it running long term? Also what kind of concept do you want to do? How should you style your cafe. How much will renovation cost. Where to get all that money from? Do you want to specialize in desserts, or serve hot food? What type of food then? How are you going to come up with the menu and how much will it cost? What is your margin? Who is going to cook? Am I going to take a barista course so I know what beans to serve? What about the staff? Who is going to train the staff and how can you keep the quality in line?

Through a platform like instagram, I got in touch with an instagrammer with quite a reputable number of followers and met up to 'cafe hop'. I was really disappointed in how there is so much work behind an instagram photo, taking up to half an hour and by the time we could eat, the food was cold. I hated it. If you must know, I still eat my food warm, despite me taking shots for my instagram feed. I just take like less than 5 minutes to snap, then I eat my food. I am not too fussy with my photos I guess, I thought I was, but I discovered that there were more fussy people than me. Also in these day and age, such minimal shots are not actually minimal shots, some details in the photos are actually edited out to give it that clean vibe.

Sort of a reminder to tell me, I don't wanna be like them. Now I know why certain restaurants come up with a no photo policy in their restaurants wtf, because when the food gets cold, it isn't as yummy anymore.

However when out with this instagrammer, he talked so much about coffee, how 'balanced' it is, or what type of beans are used, what method of brewing the coffee, I totally felt like a retard. How to pursue this dream and how I call myself a person who loved visiting cafes when I didn't know any shit like that about coffee?

I have still so much to learn I guess, and I question myself, how passionate am I in this? Do I really want to pursue this cafe interest? Hmm.

Other than that, there are a few friends who told me that I could 'be my own boss'. Start a business. What harm is it to try when you are still young? I mean sure, hey, being your own boss sounds fun and looks nice, but it takes more hard work, time, effort and passion to start up something. Also you need to at least have some savings to start up something, which is what I am currently doing, as I don't have a convenient, big fat ATM called my parents. Don't get me wrong, my parents are still around, but I definitely do not want to start a business with their hard earned money.

Do you know how tough the journey is when you start up a business? You definitely can't call yourself a 'start-up' or an 'entrepreneur' if you never experienced the hardships of starting your own business. Hopefully the day comes soon when I find the courage to step out to start my own business, until then, wait and see.

Adulting is tough, it definitely is when you are trying hard to adapt to the adult world.

Life is no longer as carefree as you thought it was.

People around you talk about buying cars, houses, insurance, stocks, unit trust and all that shit you call financial planning. You wish to push it away, delay it as far as possible so that you won't have to put a chunk of your salary paying for all these things. Unfortunately for me and for you, I've learnt that the longer you delay these things, the more expensive it gets, and touch wood, you may not have enough money for your future if you do not invest in such things.

I guess it is time to take the initiative to learn about all these things and be responsible for it. Take your time to find a suitable person selling those kind of things because the person really wants the best for you, not because they just want to earn your commission. Talk to people about all these. Ask many questions until you are certain and comfortable of where you are putting your money and what are they doing with your money.

Also about savings, I have been talking about this with my group of friends a lot. How much of your salary goes to your savings? And it scares me that I have not been saving enough. I am very ashamed to tell the world that from my first month of work and today, after 2 years and 4 months, the savings each month is the same. You have to realize that your spending power increases when your salary increases, but you must also make sure that your savings increases too, which I am trying really hard to practice.

I recently have gotten my first credit card. It is definitely nothing to be proud of, just something to use if any emergency needs comes up.

I have certainly heard about a lot of credit card horror stories, in my circle of friends and also in my line of work. It is fun to swipe card and you thought that you have extra money to spend, but actually it is not extra money, it is just having money to roll around for the current month, but you still need to keep the aside that money to pay your credit card bills at the end of the month anyway. And many people forget that bit and continue to spend it off, and end up not being able to pay off their credit card bills.

I have gone through personal loan application forms and the reason for taking the personal loan was 'to pay off credit card bills'. A loan to pay off another loan.

That is scary.

And what is more scary is that the loan applicant was around my age. I start to question, how aware is our generation regarding financials?

Other than that I have been working on myself, going to the gym, watching Youtube videos, catching up on movies, listening to music, reading e-books, going to cafes and savouring the cup of coffee and thinking about where I am in life lately and walking around the mall aimlessly. I am definitely trying to pick up on where I have lost myself in this whole work routine (and get back to work feeling more motivated).

Anyway, this is all that I wish to share with you guys lately, to the ones who are still reading, thanks for sticking with me. Much love.

Wednesday, April 26, 2017

Kopenhagen Coffee @ Vista Kiara, Mont Kiara

Hope everyone is having a cozy Wednesday afternoon, at least I know I am.

As I'm having time off now for a week, got a chance to explore another cafe on my to visit list. It has been awhile since having a write up just like this, and hopefully there are people still reading this. If you are, do let me know if you like it, and I should do more, and also let me know how I can improve.

I've heard a lot and also seen a lot about Kopenhagen Coffee on social media. This place seems very instaworthy as seen from the pictures tagged and no doubt, it is indeed instaworthy.

Though reading Foursquare and the reviews on the Facebook page may seem a little not convincing, I would suggest you guys to head there on a weekday afternoon. Perhaps then, you would not need to face any parking issues, service issues or any problem getting a table there.

Kopenhagen Coffee brands themselves as a minimalist Scandinavian cafe which serves coffee, tea, and Scandinavian confectionery.  

It is located on the first floor and you would have to climb up the stairs on the right side of the building to get there. Once you get in, you are greeted by the friendly barista at the barista counter. You would have to place an order at the counter and they will send the food and coffee to you after that.

As I was here on a weekday afternoon, it was not crowded at all which was nice to get some work done and also freely take my pictures without any other human in the background. I had no trouble in getting any parking as well and the staff were friendly. Another plus point of this place is there are multiple plug points and there is good wifi, which makes this cafe work-friendly. (Psst, now you know where to go to curi ayam

Flat White (RM11) - the cup is bigger than it looks, haha. Love the tableware so much and I think they pretty much use cups like this for all their coffee. It's very.... English. My cup of coffee was decent and I have no complaints about it.

Scrambled Eggs, Fresh Tomatoes, Spring Onions with Sourdough Bread (RM14) - Well, the staff told me that they ran out of sourdough bread so they gave me the choice of replacing it with croissant or bagel, and if you know how much I love croissant, I went with the croissant. The scrambled eggs were fluffly and some how the combination of onions and tomatoes went really well. Would say that the portion was pretty decent as well. Would come back to try this the next time with sourdough instead!

The barista area. Behind the barista area was the famed couch instagram spot but I couldn't get a picture as some other people were seated in that area.

To be honest, from the photos seen on the internet, I expected the cafe to be a little bigger though. Would not recommend you to head to this place on weekends as seats are pretty limited. (Maybe about 10 tables?)

Perhaps, the service charge and the GST is already included in the food and drinks amount but the bill came up to RM25 nett, which I feel that it is quite standard and affordable. Would definitely come back here again to try other things on their menu.

Last but not least, the parking area outside Kopenhagen Coffee. Parking is free. Apparently you are supposed to register with the guards but I guess during my visit it was raining quite heavily so there were no guards around to make a fuss.

To make your directions easier, Kopenhagen Coffee is located opposite Garden International School.

Kopenhagen Coffee
Vista Kiara, Jalan Kiara 3,
Mont Kiara, Kuala Lumpur,

Opening Hours:
Monday to Friday - 7:00am - 7:00pm
Weekends - 9:00am - 7:00pm

Instagram: @kopenhagencoffee
Phone Number: 03-62116363

Tuesday, April 11, 2017

Probably a weekend of self reflection where I re-read my Dayre posts from the start of my Dayre to this very day. I’ve updated a lot lesser these days compared to before this. I can’t really tell if I’m:
a) Contented with my everyday life right now.
b) Nothing interesting going on in my daily life.
c) More aware of my surroundings and not sharing too much over the internet.

 Maybe its d) all of the above.

I read back my past posts and I didn’t know that I could feel so much about a significant other. Back then was this whole puppy love thing where I spent every other day with this person to the extent where it was unhealthy. At that time, you can say I would drop everything I was doing for this person. I spent my time in college with this person, out of college with this person, and when we went to a separate university. It was really hard on me.

 The world revolved around this person and when he left, I didn’t know who I was anymore. I didn’t know what to do every day and I kind of did not have any friends because well, I did not focus on my friends at all when I was in this relationship. There were many nights which I couldn’t fall asleep. I spent those nights questioning my worth. What went wrong? Why are things falling apart? Where I constantly told myself, “It’s okay” even when it is not. I drove myself crazy telling myself, maybe it’s me.

 When he went away for studies, well, I guess we both have had more time for ourselves. I don’t know much about him because we don’t even text as often, or we only talked on the phone once every few days, for about 10 minutes? And the call would always end in the library, “I have to continue studying.”

I was sort of forced to move on with life, but I’m glad I have the company, particularly at that point in time, the tam jiaks I spent most of my days in university, and also the college bunch, both who never questioned much about the whole situation. It was always good to hang out with them and I felt like I was slowly doing better. I slowly realized, I was done waiting for that 1 phone call every week because it will always end up the same old, “I’m busy.” and in disappointment. There are more other things to look forward to in my everyday life.

I realized, there was more to life than just being obsessed with this one person. So much to see, so much to do, and there were many other people around me who cared more about me at that point in time.

What confirmed my feelings? Probably one of it was when he was back for spring break and I realized, I didn’t feel excited to see him. It felt just…. Meh….

But I did not have the guts to end things, so I decided to just screw it. Cut all connections.

Until the day when I was finally ready to face this problem. But when he came back to Malaysia when he was done with his studies, we met up. But we did not even talk about how things ended. We probably understood that it ended. Or at least he did. I was always hoping for that closure.

It took me awhile to come to a realization to what went wrong. I was probably so obsessed with the person that it was suffocating. This was what went wrong. I wouldn’t say that it was only this that went wrong, but there were other things that went wrong too and both parties were at fault. I got my own closure after all.

In a way I am thankful for everything that has happened. Things could have turned out so different today, but nevertheless, no regrets. It wouldn’t make me the person I am today. Years on later, I can say that, well I genuinely wish that this person is well.

 Wow, I didn’t know I could write so long about that. Been reading my posts and realizing on a lot of things, I guess. One of it is, I couldn’t seem to care less anymore. Not too sure whether this is a good thing or not, but I think it is. In the past, whenever someone makes plans, I would think to myself:

“If I don’t go, then would he/she think of me in a bad way? Will he/she be unhappy with me?”

“If I don’t go, will they have more fun without me?”

All these kind of negative thoughts. Right now, I just couldn’t care less any more. If I felt like showing up, I would. And if I didn’t, well I would just not show up. Probably explains why my social circle now is so small wtf.

Also with this, i realize that now, i have more say over myself. I take charge and decide what i want for myself nowadays, rather than just following the flow. I tend to voice up and stand up for myself if i don't agree on something. I don't try to please others anymore.

And well, I'm more of myself. I'm not a girly girl. There are people telling me like "oh girls should not drink. Girls should not curse. Girls should not club."

I gave this person a piece of my mind. But why do people have to jump to conclusions? Someone may go to a club or a bar to hook up, but someone may just go clubbing just to have fun with her bunch or friends or catch up at the bar. Why do people jump to conclusions that it is the first option? And besides, you shouldn't be telling me what i should or shouldnt do.

When I first came out to work, I told myself, I had to be optimistic, go and make more friends.

The first year of work was fun with the constant outings, but that also led to constant drama. Where were these people when shit happened? And then you question yourself, for all those nights you’ve spent hanging out with them, wasn’t there sort of a bond where well, these ‘friends’, actually care about you? Erm, unfortunately, not the case. Some people just want to know what’s going on in your life not because they care about you, I guess they just want to know because they want something to talk about.

There were good times, which I do, at times, wish to relive, but well… Shit happens. This is the cold hard real world. And I told myself, I had enough. I should draw a line. Work is work. People from work stays at work. (Except few who make the cut)

Or at least I have to be skeptical of everyone, because well, despite how much I hate to say this, everyone has intentions, and not everyone wants the best for you. Everything that happened has made me a very pessimistic and careful person.

Well, in terms of work, it is really hard when well, the effort you put in in work may not be the same as others. Some people may put in more effort, which makes you question yourself. “If he can do it, why can’t I?”

And these sort of people that put effort are the ones that you look up to at work.

But there are also people who don’t bother to put any effort to at work. What is your purpose at a job? Are you hired just to just to do nothing, or to just be a corporate slave and have a fat pay check in your bank account? I mean at the very least, you have to be in this job for a reason right? It would be meaningless to work just for the money, wasting away your hours doing something you hate, or doing nothing at all. And besides, there is no such thing as free lunch in this world, when your employer hires you, of course you have to give it back in some form, which is your work, and it is your responsibility to shoulder it. (Probably because of this sense of responsibility that’s why I work so late everyday wtf)

But ugh. Why can’t people put in more effort in their jobs?!?!

Other than the usual updates, I have been having the travel bug lately. I have been wanting to travel but cannot make an effort to plan because I have yet to get my passport done yet because my current one is expiring. Which I do not have the time to. Government offices should be open even on weekends wtf. What about the working people who have no time to go make passport during office hours?!!??!

Also. Money! I have been worrying alot about this lately. The transition to an adult is definitely a huge one. There is so much more bills to settle, allowance for parents, insurance. And to save up for car, house, and investing.

Besides that, i guess i have been spending time bettering myself. Being able to visit the gym on a more often basis again makes me  really happy! Happier than having to go to work wtf. One thing i hate about going to the gym though is removing my make up... Which probably explains why i don't really wear make up nowadays because lazy. LOL. Most of the time i will rush to the gym after work for classes and i would like to book a proper spot because once you are late, you don't have a proper spot in the class because of other after work crowd who are even more kiasu wtf.

I am getting lazier at dressing up. Should probably put more effort in doing so cause well.... Sort of a way to feel better about myself i guess. But i don't see any new nice clothes lately or either they are ridiculously priced. Actually I'm rather annoyed. Like you see a nice dress and then when you turn it around it has some ugly detailing at the back. It happens rather often nowadays.

Ok enough of ranting here, toodles for now, till the next time I feel like writing as much again.

Monday, January 30, 2017

I'm finding it hard to sleep at this hour.

It's the 2nd day of CNY and so much has happened so far, particularly today. Which left me wide awake on my bed at this hour replaying today's event again and again in my head.

Today I witnessed a death of a stranger, right in front of my eyes. It was definitely not about the CNY taboo, I don't really give a damn about that.

We were out for dinner with my paternal side of the family. We had 7 tables and only 5 tables were seated as at that time. We were waiting for 2 other tables when suddenly the ruckus started. Some woman at the next table started screaming her lungs out and my mom was like, "Doctor doctor!"as she remembered that my cousin's husband was a doctor. A man has collapsed on the floor, probably due to a heart attack.

He performed CPR on the guy and he did managed to wake up again, but the ambulance came a little too late..

It was agonizing to watch his wife and son by his side. Screaming at him, "Wake up, don't sleep anymore! Dad! Dad! WHERE IS THE AMBULANCE? WHY ARE THEY NOT HERE YET?"

I swear it was scarier to watch in real life and his son looks really young.

We didn't really had the mood to eat after that but decided to just go ahead with the dinner since we have 7 tables and it would be tough to make an impromptu decision to switch places. I can tell you though, I'm really affected. I sat there in a daze and Ah Di had to told me to snap out of it.

There are just too many things running in my head. What the family expected to be a normal CNY reunion dinner filled with happiness and warmth, became one where it was the last time they saw their son, husband or dad. Can you imagine how much pain the family must have felt? It really broke my heart there and then.

I guess you can say I'm affected by these kind of stuff, because well... One day you and I may lose our own parents too and I'm not sure how would I feel at that exact moment. It really scares me. But I certainly know that shrieking like a mad woman does not help with anything when we witnessed it earlier on.

My uncle told me, where new babies are created everyday, there is definitely going to be death everyday too. It is indeed up to fate.

Yes, there is. But I believe we can live much longer if we take precautions, especially those deaths linked to medical related conditions. Most of it is due to ignorance by the person themselves when they already have obvious day to day symptoms. The chance of surviving is definitely higher if you managed to find out why you feel so uncomfortable and get the necessary treatment.

Also at your deathbed, I guess you can really see who are the ones that are true to you. It is damn true. In the total span of the whole drama. The affected family came in two tables. But only the immediate family was there to cry and get worried about what is happening next. The rest of the people at the table left quite fast when this guy passed away. Perhaps they thought it was a taboo during CNY but really??????

Friday, December 16, 2016


It has been a while. (Probably like the 100th time you are seeing this starting phrase on my blogpost)

Hi Tze if you are reading this, thanks for letting me know that someone actually appreciates my blogposts. Well, if you still stuck around from my blogspot/blogdrive/xanga days, all the way to this very blogpost, thank you for watching me grow all these years and reading about my life in my point of view. Although, I admit, I have been documenting down way way lesser here for the sake of my privacy and for the fear of being judged.

It's the month of December again. The year is ending yet again.

Instead of pulling myself down and drowning myself in self pity, let me tell you about what are the things I have achieved in 2016.

I ran my first half marathon in my life.

Impromptu-ly decided to sign up for a half marathon. At first I signed up for it alone, then my colleague, Diana decided to join me. I took about 3.5 hours, so much more to improve and I hope to participate in another half marathon next year. By the end of next year, I wish I am able to complete a full marathon.

I went to Korea in September with a bunch of my colleagues. Well it is my first visit to Korea and definitely there will be a next time. Of course, there were many eye candy, cosmetics and clothes shopping, beautiful scenery, good food, but what captivated me is the people.

Wish to pen it down here so I won't forget but we met a really nice guy on the subway in Seoul.

It was getting late and we were lost on one of the 6 subway lines. We didn't know how to get back to our hotel at all. So what my friend did was to ask some random dude who was dressed to the nines in his coat and tie on the directions on how to get back to our hotel. He did not speak a word of English at all.

So we were like duck and chicken, us communicating with English and him in Korean. He took out his phone to allow us to type in where our hotel was and called the hotel to talk to the receptionist. Then he led us up the subway station and flagged two cabs for the 5 of us. We then realized its probably because he knew that the subway was about to close and the best possible way to get us back safely is through cab.

He told the cab driver that he would foot the bill for both cabs and followed us all the way to our hotel although it was not on the way for him to go home. Mind you, it was a weekday and it was quite late already, around 11pm. We insisted on paying the cab fare but he didn't allow us to pay him any sort of money at all. This guy even gave us some chestnuts and mandarin tangerines and told us to enjoy beautiful Korea.

Unfortunately, I can't help but to think if the same situation were to happen to any tourists who happen to come to Malaysia, the situation will be completely different.

Our shopping modus operandi in Korea, to maximize our opportunity of getting the best deals, we will combine our purchases and someone will pay for it first. At the end of the day, we will sit down in our hotel rooms and settle the bills one by one. On one of those nights, we realized we wasn't able to settle one of those bills because the sales girl at an innisfree store overcharged us.

I was freaking out because it was about RM50 extra?

The next day we went back to the store with all our stuff and the receipt and the store got it sorted out without much hesitation. We were all so thankful and impressed!

Even when my colleague left her phone in a public toilet at the subway station and realized it about a station later, when we went back to the subway station, the phone was still there in the toilet.

I went to Singapore to visit my 2nd sister. As usual, I took First Coach to Singapore. My journey there was alright and I had a great time exploring new parts of Singapore and new cafes.

When the trip came to an end, I boarded the bus as usual. My routine would be grabbing some popcorn chicken at the KFC in Novena then board the bus. Bunny passed me a very important present to be passed to my mom.

When we reached the Singaporean customs it was packed! All the times I have sat bus to Singapore, although there may be a queue, we got pass the queue pretty much quickly, except this very day.

When I came down from the bus, all the Singaporeans on our bus definitely went to the Singaporean lane and I had to queue at the foreigners lane. I thought it would be safer to follow this guy who was also on the same bus to queue together. To our horror, we were sandwiched in between Chinese tourists, front and back, and they were really very uncivilized. Cutting queue as they like, talking to each other by shouting to each other at the top of their lungs.

I was getting very annoyed and impatient so I told those Chinese tourist off and called the customs officer over. He said there was nothing much they could do because the tourists were stubborn as fuck.

He screamed at them in Mandarin," Do you all know how to queue up? Do you all know how to behave? I know you understand what I'm saying. By acting this way, do you feel like you are a disgrace?"

But to no avail.

The nice guy from my bus who was queuing with me let me go in front of him so that he can block other Chinese tourists from cutting queue. We were in the queue for about 1.5 hours when he turned to me and said, "What if we miss the bus?"

"Won't lah, my cousin was stuck here for 2 hours before and the bus waited for her."

So when we finally reached the front of the Customs counter after two hours of queuing, the guy from my bus told me to go ahead first. When I got passed the Customs, I walked out and true enough, there were green First Coach buses, but not the same bus that picked us up wtf. All my belongings, except my handbag, were in the bus, including the paper bag containing the expensive present that was in the paper bag hanging in the bus.

I stood there in the middle of the walkway, stunned. Then the other guy who was from the same bus as I am came beside me and said, "We missed the bus, didn't we?"

Note that the bus has a responsibility towards the passengers that they are ferrying at the customs terminal. On a common practice, they have to ensure that every single passenger they picked up from the start of the journey is on the bus before they depart to where ever they are heading.

I was dumbfounded, but thankfully the other guy on the bus, lets give him a name, "Lost Bus Dude" (I saved his name as that on my phone LOL), he was more calm than I was. We walked towards the other First Coach buses around. 1 just drove off like that, but the other driver was kind enough to make effort to try and contact the driver on the other bus that we were originally on and told him to keep our baggage safe.

The bus driver told us that he was going to Bangsar, but he only had one more seat on his bus. The Lost Bus Dude was a gentleman. He told he to take that sit while he sat on the staircase where you board the bus for the whole journey back to KL wtf. In my defense, I actually told him that we could take turns but he insisted that I sat comfortably at the seat. I could only lend him my power bank for him to charge his phone wtf.

I probably just slept my whole journey home because I was damn tired! And I didn't even read my messages or picked up any calls because I was that dead.

When we reached Bangsar, the Lost Bus Dude woke me up and told me to get down from the bus because the bus wasn't going to drop us at the depot. He was like, " I saw you asleep so soundly so I didn't wake you up. Didn't you read your messages?"

Clearly no bro. So I had to call my parents and told them about the change in plans from the originally planned arrival at the bus depot. They gave me shit for not informing them earlier. To make matters worst, my sister whatsapped me to check on where am I and she wasn't really concerned that I arrived safely in KL, she was more concerned about the gift wtf.

So it was 12am and dark at the Bangsar LRT station area. I got to know the Lost Bus Dude better. He was a Malaysian who was looking for a place to stay in Singapore. He told me not to worry so much about the gift and comforted me that my family was probably just worried about me and did not mean what they said.

When his mom reached to pick him up, he actually waited for my parents to reach the LRT station first before leaving.

I was supposed to collect my luggage in the morning but I was so tired I couldn't wake up.

When I woke up, there was a text on my phone. It was the Lost Bus Dude saying that he have already collected his luggage and he saw my luggage and that the gift paperbag was still there. When I went to collect my things, I realized that there was a note in my bag.

We got to know why the bus left us. I hope the woman on the bus gets her karma.

It's good to know that there are still nice people around in this world. :')

Won't take the bus to Singapore in a while now LOL.

All First Coach did was just apologize and nonchalantly told me that I should have queued at the most right lane at the Customs because it is faster. Bitch please, if you have seen the situation of swarming China tourists that day, any lane was equally slow. There was no reimbursement or an apology that they should have waited for us at the Customs.

Was telling my father about the Lost Bus Dude and his Singapore room seeking quest and he went like, "Didn't you say Wun (my sister) is looking for a tenant for her empty room in Singapore?"

So I gave the Lost Bus Dude her number. Not sure whether he did rent the room or not.

Experiencing both the good and the bad side of travelling, is what makes it memorable. Hoping to cross off more of my places to visit in the near future.

In the current year, also went and got my diving license, something which I have been wanting to do for a while.

I am a certified Open Water Diver!

My first advice to you is pick an instructor that you are very very comfortable with, and also, an overseas dive experience doesn't always mean that it is better.

We went and got our license in Phuket, Thailand and our instructor was a Hagrid look a like with a bad temper. Got scolded and felt nervous during some parts of the dive, that part of it wasn't very enjoyable. At one point I made an emergency ascent because I panicked. Spoke to many other fellow divers about this and they said that, picking a good instructor who makes you feel comfortable at sea, is a very important aspect.

The bad things aside, diving underwater, is really a whole new world. There is so much to see underwater. Colourful fishes, corals, stuff that people throw underwater.

I can't wait to get my advanced license next, definitely want to see more beautiful sea creatures and explore shipwrecks.

I am still working in the same place, and I am entering the 3rd year of working here soon.

My unimates who have became senior along with me. There are just too many blood, sweat and tears to step on this milestone, and even more blood, sweat and tears to be shed to step on to the next milestone!

I feel that I am still getting something out of this job. As in I am still learning something new every day and not doing the same old boring stuff. There is still a lot to improve on my end. I do though, hope to build a team that made working here as enjoyable and as fulfilling as the rest of the teams I have been in. I mean, its better to be able to look forward to going to work despite the long hours, because of a fun team, and yet work is all done. Rather than just a dull day of work work work and work.

From this job, am also glad to have met colleagues that motivate me, and also each other to the finish line, no matter how tough the job is. Am able to survive in my current job because of such colleagues where we complain together, learn together, fall together and party together. Oh ya, this year there is another milestone, not something to be proud of, but I can say I never had so much alcohol and partying like that in my life LOLOL. During my college/uni days, I was the restricted child. Actually am still am now but I guess you could say I found ways to bypass it.

I also picked up going to the gym this year. After so much comtemplation on spending RM140 a month, I finally did it! I started going to the gym in February and have never ever looked back ever since. I have been to yoga, core classes, TRX, Zumba, Combat and Body Pump classes. I also learnt how to use the machines and simple weight exercises through Youtube and tried it out myself in the gym wtf. (Who needs to spend dollar bills on personal trainers LOLOL ok just kidding)

Anyway, my current favourite is Body Combat! A mixed martial art class with a lot of punching and kicking. Kinda makes me wanna go learn kick boxing which I always wanted to as well.

My old and forgetful brain kinda forbids me to write on more reflections but to summarize it, I'll just write a few short paragraphs below. :P

They say learning never stops just at graduation, but learning occurs in the span of your whole life.

It's true. There is a reason for everything that happens in your life. The good things that happen, and the bad things that happen. Sometimes, you have to fall first because that is where you learn and improve on what you did wrong, or you tread carefully the next time you come across a similar situation.

My sister told me that, each and every person is growing, at a different pace. Some people move on faster in life, some people want to take their time, and it is not necessary that everyone is doing life at the same pace that you are at. Like how some people may not understand why you are acting this way today, but in the future, when they go through the same situation, they may then understand later on. Likewise on why you don't get why the others are acting that way.

Because of the above, I also learnt that sometimes, you just couldn't care too much about certain things that are out of your control. I used to care alot. About what people think if I do this. What people think if I say this. What people think if I dress like this. And now here I am being like "no fucks given" or "fucks can be given to things which have more importance" or maybe just "owh well. these sort of things just happens".

Regardless of whatever that has happened during the year, I am thankful for being able to get through another year safely and alive.

I did many new things this year, some of it I might be too forgetful to list it down above, but I truly did enjoy the year.

2016, you have been great.

2017, looking forward to smiling a little wider this year, to crying harder, to newer adventures and experiences out there.

Until the next update.