Wryda

Friends or  what?

Sometimes I just feel that the matter of heart or feelings in this case is so hard to justify or comprehend. I doubt even the geekiest or smartest person in the whole universe are not able to solve this matter with any known formula or scientific experiments. So what's the point of me bringing it up? Welllll no idea to be frank just recent discoveries made me wonder...

How do you even start liking someone? Attractive, interesting, cute, and the list goes on. But how sure are you the person you like is 'the real him/her'? Imagine if you meet through uni and only know her for a year, okay a year might be long but then again, we are in a different environment with new people so obviously we are not going to show people our bad sides. I mean who does! And back to the point, so you sure you will still like him/her once you know their true self? What would you do if you don't, then what or who have you been liking? Isn't it the same person just you have not known the other side but of the same person?!

Sounds so pessimistic but believe me when I say I am not pessimistic in love. This is just my response to something I found out recently sooooo yea...that's it XD

So in the midst of all the stress and headache to complete never-ending pile of assignments, it is surprising that I can even manage to enjoy myself in between; something I am not capable of last time >.<

The constant trip to Chowrasta Market to get the best photos for assignment is super fun in the beginning but the number of times we frequent in the end is to the point of boredom. Please do not bring me there again maybe till another year or two from now? Hence, the trip which we swore was the last ended in what everyone call 'Happy Ending' XD

A hunt for desperately needed desserts and caffeine is the perfect ending for me. Thank God for Moustache Cafe being nearby and not needing us to go into the heart of Georgetown. However, it is right at the end of Campbell Street and when I mean end, it really is the end of a really long street :/

So here are few photos to describe the cafe better since I am not good with adjectives hehehe

The ever-so classic (to me) signboard that is easily spotted from far

Even the entrance look so pretty O.O

The classic counter (yes,to me) with its menu written on blackboards

Too old for swings? Not here, here it is alright to sit back, relax XD

A bicycle ride, perhaps? Haha... (no idea how to caption this actually >.<)

One of the many paintings found here

And not forgetting their speciality ice cubes drink(?) and cakes XD

The ambience and atmosphere here is so surreal. With music constantly being played and them not caring if hooligans with camera (like me, oops) keep roaming around clicking non-stop. It is indeed a nice spot to just relax and forget everything for the moment.

Books, books, books O.O

So, my first question is 'Are you a bookworm?'. If the answer is yes, you have found THE perfect spot for a book hunt.

The ever-so-kind uncle trying to find a book of my liking :)

Even if you are not interested in books, you will be amazed by the amount of books as well as the hospitality of the owners here. No harm to start being a bookworm now ;)

More books XD

Last but not least, a picture of myself in the middle of books ^^

Soooo it has been almost a month since the start of second semester and life ahead seems hectic and stressful but then again what is life without those bits of obstacles.

I realised recently that the term "Ignorance is a bliss" cannot be defined definitely. I mean recent events showed me the real meaning behind this term.

The main question here is whether to know the truth now or later in life...

I suppose both has their own pros and cons but which is for the better?

Truth hurts but what truth does not,
Truth now or later remains the same,
Truth now hurts but prepares us for the worst,
Truth later lets us live in deceit,
A blissful life of deceit,
But this life is short-lived,
The truth will reveal itself,
As it always does.

But this is just my opinion, you are free to voice out your own thoughts on this matter ;)

In my whole 20 years, the only time I ever spend time away from home is during National Service. Yes, when I am at the age of 17! Seventeen years of being sheltered! But that was for only three months, two and a half month to be exact and I had my parents visiting me every single weekend.

And now, I am in another state 8 hours drive away for four years! It is not easy for them to visit me and vice versa.

All this while, I am always available to celebrate any occasions and religious based event with my family and friends. I always thought it was normal. After all, I have been doing it for 19 years so no biggie. Well, that was what I thought but now, it hit me. The presence of family and friends during those special occasions are what make those moments meaningful and memorable. Missing out all of those moments when I am in Penang not being able to go due to tight schedule and assignments makes me feel slightly sad and homesick.

I do have friends here in Penang but somehow the presence of your loved ones and being at home is more comforting? Penang is home but not as homey as Melaka is to me.  Maybe in the few months or years ahead, Penang will be home to me just like Melaka <3

Somehow time flies really fast and so many things happened in just two weeks. And next week is the LAST week of the semester already. After the finals, it is the end of my first year and I am going to enter the next semester as a SECOND YEAR STUDENT!!!! Still having difficulty to digest this fact >.<

#Fact 1: You have to meet many new people in life. 

So aside from falling sick, another major incident that occurred  was my recent trip to Kelantan. It was the WORST bus trip ever. I think I might be banned for life from taking a long distance bus trip once I let my parents know about the full details. And yea I have yet to tell them. My bad but I have yet to figure out how to tell them >.<

So, 10.30pm bus. Perfectly fine right? No problem but wait....first few hours was alright right up to the moment where the bus stopped and we, the passengers had to change bus??? Ever heard of that??? WTH right? And next few hours, it happened AGAIN!!! So twice, no problem. And it had to happen the third time. THIRD!!! And right after the third time, I totally lost my mood to sleep. Maybe because I was in the second last row or due to the driver reckless driving especially around curvy roads. The bus driver were speeding like mad as if we are scarecrows that are of no importance if a tragedy was to occur. And finally reached around 8am which according to my friend is not the usual time one arrive. The normal time is 5am. And not to mention the bus made frequent stops for god-knows-what-reason.

That's the going part. The coming back part was too terrifying to even think about since our journey go was already terrible. Change of plans here and there ended up with me having to take the bus back alone. Was super scared of the same thing repeating itself. Never in my life have I prayed that hard just to reach safely in Penang. Everything single time the bus made some useless stops for few minutes, my heart felt like it stopped beating for fear of needing to change bus. Thank God it did not happen and aside from the useless stops they stopped twice at Kulim and Butterworth before Penang Island.

I think all that might have been the cause of my falling sick? Haha just excuses for not accepting the fact I am sick is due to me being a cactus; not enough water >.<

So, what is the stupidest thing a girl can do? For me, it is giving my phone number to a total stranger who is a Pakistani guy. Why in the world can't I bring myself to say no??? We are not close enough to be called friends or acquaintance. I talked to him like 15 minutes and that is just out of courtesy to a foreign student. Big mistake in life. Now, I have successfully blocked him from contacting me but the problem is bumping into him. Considering he has class two doors away from me every Tuesday before my German class. *knocks myself on the wall* My solution is to leave as late as possible from my hostel but not late enough to be killed by my lecturer. Or another not so likeable solution is to hide in the toilet till lecture time >.<

What to think about? To feel? To ponder on? I just have no clue, not anymore. The feeling where everything is no longer the same is just lingering somewhere. Do I wish for it to remain or shall I just let nature runs it course? Somehow both seems to be the most reasonable solutions but we can never have both solutions, right? However, I do know that both has its own pros and cons.

Technically I have not been having the most out of the festive seasons like Christmas and New Year due to Mr. Finals. The only fun I had was meeting with my best friend, SY!!!! Hehe!!!! Miss her so much and felt like ages since I last saw her <3<3<3

Surprisingly, even Comic Fiesta did not lift my mood. I think I might need a break for awhile or my mind is just preoccupied with finals. No idea which is it but moving on....

My festive season technically flew by pretty fast at the rate I locked myself in the room and studied like crazy. Well not that crazy considering some distraction here and there ;p and I came back to USM on New Year's Day just to continue studying for my first paper the next day *faints* As time passed, it is the last week and then the day for my last paper which was this morning!!!! Overall, I do not even know how to rate the exam whether it was okay or not because technically I am clueless. I might say I did well but then again I do not know what my lecturer will think so whatever....

Just so glad it is over and wondering  what the hell am I supposed to be doing for the additional one week I am here I actually bought my ticket way earlier hence me not getting the earliest ticket back home T.T