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Monday, 13 August 2018

Adulting

بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمنِ الرَّحِيمِ
Assalamualaikum people!
When did you realise that you are an adult? I have known for quite some time that I am an adult and I hold full responsibility on my actions. It is nerve-wrecking knowing that your parents cannot answer for you anymore but it is what life is. You are on your own except for The Almighty. Anyway, yesterday I was once more slapped by the reality of being an adult. I bought my first telekung, ever.
Growing up, my mother basically sewed everything for us, the whole family. Baju kurung, school uniform, the white tudung you wear to school, baju raya, short pants and of course, telekung for prayers or as my family always calls it, baju sembahyang. I love her style of sewing in the face part where the telekung fitted my face nicely and all the white fluffy pretty lace. I remember the makcik cleaners in my primary school asking about my telekung because they said it is so pretty and look very neat in the face area. Anyway, I always love white telekung because it symbolises purity and calmness. My mother thought so too. I never bought any telekung because I love the ones that my mother sewed for us. 
However, as my mother grew older, she picked up new hobby - trying out new telekung from various brands. I don't understand this because she already has a hobby which is just as money consuming which is collecting Tupperware. My mother is really like lot of Malay mothers in Malaysia. Telekung and Tupperware. They can never be separated. But what my mother said also make me see the light -  if you are willing to spend more than RM100 on your daily outfit, why not buy some pretty, expensive and comfortable telekung to see your God? Okay mi madre, you win. 
With her new hobby, she slowed down on sewing telekung and finally stopped. I used whatever telekung she bought for me because she knew the best. Most of my mother's choice of telekung are usually of cotton. Both of us are suckers for cotton fabric because cotton is always the best for everything, except for swimming suit. Wait, what? Whatever. I missed wearing cotton telekung sewed by my mother but I know she won't sew it anymore. T__T
Now I am 23 years old and I have finally bought my first telekung using my own money! LOL like that's a big deal. Well, big enough for me since I have been wearing telekung made by mother or bought by my mother. Hehe. My first telekung is of course made from cotton and white in colour. Like I would opt for any other colours, lewls. I got mine from here! Lemme share some pictures of it.
I don't know that it will come in such hard, magnetic box given the cheap price for a cotton telekung. I like it anyway. And oh, very suitable as a gift.

I think for every purchase, they will give mini notebook and tasbih digital. Again, such generosity for such affordable and cheap price. *insert doge meme*

The face area of the telekung. For the chin area, they use lycra so it stretches and more comfortable for the wearer. The sewing quality is very neat for me. No loose thread can be found. It is very comfortable when you wear and the best part is, the telekung has thicker layer from the head to the chest. I loooooove it! Not sheer at all and you don't have to worry about your hair or ears could be seen by others. Yeayy! 

They have few other designs, but of course, being a boring and plain person, I opted for this basic telekung. I like the think simple lace adorning this telekung because this is all I need for a telekung hehe. Sewed very neat onto the telekung body too. Of course, I love the telekung with sulam tebuk design but well, I can't afford such thing now.
I am very happy with my purchase but I was also a bit melancholic and nostalgic because telekung is something that I always relate to my mother. Realising that I will become an adult with bought telekung, not sewed by her made me feel like I lost something. But, I will always cherish the memories. But if buying telekung means I can experiment with different materials and designs, hehe I am happy to do that too (This is wrong by the way. Don't waste your money!)
 That's it for now. I will surely write more if I have more stories. Cheers!
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Friday, 3 August 2018

Bukit Merah

بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمنِ الرَّحِيمِ
Assalamualaikum people!
I don't know how many times we have been planning, dreaming and talking about visiting our dear Bibso in Bukit Merah before we finally did it. If it was a free scale marathon, we could have been walking up to Hungary by now given the length of our discussion about our visit to Bukit Merah. Now, our Bibso is a lecturer at a college in Bukit Merah, so she rented a house and we are purposely visiting her to wreck her house (which we did very excellently). Three of us (Na, Anum and me) decided to visit her some time in July. Sadly, Na was back in Cambodia for teaching and that left me with Anum the melancholic girl.
We dreamed of riding the train all the way to Kamunting but the ticket actually costed us an almost return trip to our dear hometown. So, we took the bus. Anum had a series of mishaps to reach TBS but honestly, that story deserves one whole different post. XD. We boarded the bus to Kamunting at 2.45 pm. The driver was very careful, maybe a bit too  careful that he became slow -.-. The traffic was fine and we took a bit longer than 4 hours to reach Kamunting. Bibso was late and we had our light dinner by the burger stand. By light I mean that I had a double special burger. Hihi.
Bibi finally came and picked us up. Guess where we went first? Yup that's right, Aeon Taiping! LOL like we had never been in Aeon, right? But it was special because we were with Bibi. We actually went there to withdraw some money and ended up spending our money in Watson and MR DIY. Anum actually bought a pack of hooks in MR DIY. Imagine going to Bukit Merah to shop for some hooks. Anum, you are actually living a luxurious lifestyle. Not even Rihanna goes to different region to buy some bloody hooks. *throw pom-poms*
Then we went to Kamiria for late dinner and chatted about Bibs' new guy. We decided to call it a night and went home. The night was not really over. We reached Bibs' house to continue chatting and taking turn for showers. I was excited with all the chats but also nervous for my result. It was way too long but we continued until our voices were hoarse. The next two days were packed with activities so lemme share with you some pictures of us.

Our first picture together by the abandoned pool in Bibi's apartment. 

This is Bibi whose house we wrecked and trashed. She drove us around and treated us for lunch. Be like Bibi.
This is Anum. She had some mishaps on her way to TBS but she still smiled. Be like Anum. She slept during (almost the whole) journey to Ipoh. I have changed my mind, don't be like Anum. Haha.
We all wanted to eat the famous Nasi Ganja at the Yong Suan restaurant but by the time we reached Ipoh, it was almost 12 pm and the queue in front of the shop was quite long. Ini boleh menimbulkan amarah dan ketidakadilan kepada organ perut. So we decided to eat at the M.Salim shop and it was goooooood! I picked some squids and chicken with some gravy. No regret at all.

Bibso and me in Family Bundle, Ipoh. We bought two matching hats for RM3 each. We don't know when and where we will be using these hats but we did know that we have to buy them. 

There are like half of my purchase at the bundle. I got two flannel shirts, one chiffon cardigan, one sleeveless cotton top, one pair of jeans, two long sleeves t-shirts, one track bottom, one short sleeve t-shirt, one boxer (too big for my brother but it was so cute with onions, capsicum and aubergines on it so I just have to buy it lol) and of course the black hat. All for RM 53.00. I LOVE THRIFT SHOPS! Thank you Bibso, I will forever enjoy this. 
On our way back to Bukit Merah from Ipoh, we went to eat Mee Udang! So delicious. Anum recommended it to us and we are grateful for such awesome taste. A plate of goodness for RM 7.00. Wait, lemme share the close-up of this goddess.

LOOK. AT. THAT. *telan air liur* I literally finished the plate of mee udang under 10 minutes. The udangs were fat, like me. Heheh.
On the way home, we sang our hearts out to jiwang songs. Anum surprisingly knows lot of jiwang songs. We agreed that she has been dumped so many times that she spent her time looking for jiwang songs that sing her feelings best. Miahaha. We went back to Bibs' house and played few rounds of Charades. Again, Anum surprised us both with her skills. She SUCK at Charades. I'll give you few situations.

Category: Animals
Word: Parrot
*Bibi and I mimic each other, act like bird, sing Kakak Tua song*
Anum: Hawk!
Bibi and I: -,-
*continue acting*
Anum: Bird!
Bibi and I: (excitedly) Ya! Kakak Tuaaaaaa!
Anum: I don't know the word in English.

Category: Animals
Word: Seahorse
Bibi: *shaped her finger to mimic seahorse shape*
Me: Kuda tapi tinggal dalam laut.
Anum: Worm!

Our last morning, we had a small picnic! We had sandwiches, orange juice and drummets. I got pooped on by the bird too bu thank god, the poop did not get into any food. We ate and played some more rounds of Charades. We did kind of well in different categories and went back because it was getting hotter and we could feel the sun on our backs.
Just as quickly, it was time for us to go home. We packed our stuff after the picnic, showered and tidied up a bit. We decided to eat at the same restaurant where we had our first dinner because it was sooo gooooood. We had another laughs in the car on the journey to the restaurant.

These all plus five drinks and three plates of rice, amounted to RM 35++. The portion were all generous. We ordered the tomyam for two pax but it was a lot that we were left with plenty of leftovers and we ratah all the dishes lavishly. We all vowed to eat at the restaurant if we ever come to Kamunting again.

Our last picture together. ;'(
Then we went to Kamunting bus station with heavy hearts. It was sad to part ways but we all have different life we can't simply follow our hearts anymore. But we promised to make time for another visit and try more food. I actually have left my toothbrush in Bib's place in advance. Mihmihmih.
I have no more stuff to be rambled about so I will just make my stop here.
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p/s: Cherish your friends!
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Tuesday, 8 May 2018

Grumpy Grunt

بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمنِ الرَّحِيمِ
Assalamualaikum people!
It's been so long since I have written anything for pleasure. Life is just so hectic at the moment and I have realised that all the stuff my lecturers said are nothing but truth. Cold, hard truth. 
"You are not a human if you do your postgrad study and you don't even cry once about it" - Prof Juliana.
I always thought that I am very good at calming myself down, working under stress and also balancing all the responsibilities in my life. These all were before I decided to continue Master anyway. I have been told by many people that I am living an easy life, I am never sad or stressed and how little of problems I have. These are all true. Were. Now that I am in my second semester (Thank you Allah for granting my prayers to pass the first semester!), I now know that I am a messy depressed lump of fat walking the earth. Life. Is. So. Hard. 
Next semester will be the long-awaited-moment (NOT) for me to complete the thesis. Freaking uni lied about coursework mode! Urghhh. So this semester, all the second semester students got to prepare the research proposal. My title and all the ROs and RQs were approved in the first presentation. Alhamdulillah. So I went ahead for Chapter 2 and currently working on my Chapter 3.
Now, last week I went to see my tutor and out of nowhere he said my title is not approved. Why. Are. You. Like. This. Dr. I was praised for coming out with a research idea that no one has ever looked into. After two months (and two drafts that I literally sweat my ass off to complete), my darling handsome gentle wise lecturer decided that it is not approved and not worth to be researched. This means that I have to think again about the objectives, the questions, the problems I want to address and all the related theories.
Seriously Dr?
Sooo, like it or not. I have to amend lot of things in my drafts. More like redoing it actually. And it is troublesome because I have other mini researches to be completed too. I have not analyse the data for other mini researches and not to mention study for three upcoming tests. And I have less than three weeks to have all these tied together. For the first time in my life, I am stressed out. I have constant headaches, my hair fall like it's freaking autumn up there, I got anxious for no reasons and I don't eat like how I used to which is bad because I want to lose weight and now I mostly eat whatever consume the least time which lead to me chomping on biscuits or sweet buns which are unhealthy, I know.
Now, with all the works I have, the stupidity in me decide to come out. 
*the stupid in me crawling out*
I downloaded three new games - Harry Potter: Hogwarts Mystery, Fight List and Fun Run 3. I am already occupied with Toy Blast and Home Design. I got addicted easily and very determined to score the best. Fight List especially, is my kind of games. I spent hours everyday on it, challenging any available opponents. I am so stupid. I should have known myself better and download all that games after this semester ends.
I really can't wait to end this semester but at the same time I am really afraid if I could not make it through. Whatever it is, life is a gamble and I already feel better by ranting about the hustle I am having now. And I always remind myself that lot of people have it harder. My friends who are doing engineering or medical study will be ten times more stressful than I am. All the best y'all!
Since I feel happier and more at ease now, I will go back to reading and writing for my research proposal and also my other mini researches. I gotta finish that shit up and reward myself with lot of good books later. Stay happy and healthy, everyone!
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