Reminiscing Old Times

Hi hi~

I know, I know. I promised that the next post will be about my sleep over with Pavi, but things are hectic and yeah. I’ll just write about it, next time.

So, I was scrolling down my old blog because I want to convert them to PDF; for the sake of memories. I cried, I laughed, I cringed, yes, mostly cringed.

OMG! I remember that day!

Gosh, the hell was I thinking?!

I can’t believe they did that?!

Whaaaat?!!!

Wuaaaaaa!!! I miss those dorks! TT^TT

Those are some of the scenarios. One thing for sure though, I was so immature back then. Especially when it comes to my love life. Pfftt.

Like I always said, I’m screwed when Allya-the-love-struck-idiot is back. The 24/7 tomato-red Allya, submissive Allya, I-can-not-see-him-without-blushing-even-though-he-is-1-km-away Allya, the ever-so-stuttering Allya, the my-self-esteem-is-all-over-the-floor Allya. Dear God, it is so not me!

My writings, don’t get me started about my grammar.

I SUCK! BIG TIME!

My grammar is way better now, comparing to before. The qualities of those posts are terrible as well. Not to mention those photos! UGLY was tattooed all over my forehead! I want to delete them all, but knowing that my school friends like to read it sometimes (and bloody cried); I’ll just keep it for old times’ sake.

Eeeergh, I’m still cringing. How did I manage to wake up at 4 a.m. to make some packed lunch for me, hoping that Syamiel will praise my cooking?! Stupid Allya! The present Allya will even skip her exam for some sleep! What is wrong with you, young lady?! You’ll forget him in a few years time, and ended up being best buddies (more like insulting buddy).

There are those stupid school dramas. Why Allya? Why?!

Hahahahaha xD

Nevertheless, it made me who I am today. My past may not be filled with rainbows and golds, but they’re a part of me. Something that I will not trade for anything in the world. I’m thankful for those who are still with me now, but those who left; you’re still in my mind.

Tata~

 

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IMPROMPTU TO A.M.P.A.N.G.

Soooooooooooooooooooo… I am the queen of surprises after all……………….. Stupidly that is.

If you read my last post, you’ll know that I went to Seremban to meet Pavi and her family. Not only that, I was attacked by her dog. Actually, I was attacked (being loudly barked by) by two dogs. Teddy was a darling compare to the other one. The first dog that attacked me was big, black and scary. Its bark gave me the chills and it was not chained! Like wth?! Who in the world leave that dog chainless?! I was freaking scared that it’ll jumped over the fence or something.

The dog’s name is Duke, or you can just call it ‘Daryl 2.0’

Why would you call it Daryl 2.0? Well, because I was freaking attacked by Pres’s dog! (My President’s name is Daryl)

Here’s the time line.


22 July 2017 – Midnight

I finished making his present! My Pres’s b’day is on the 24th of July and since he hates celebrating his birthday, I’m going to give his present earlier! Scheisse! I don’t have an outfit! What should I wear tomorrow?! I’m meeting two of my close friends’ families for the first time! First impression matters! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!

Then, Aqila came to the rescue~


22 July 2017 – 8:00 a.m.

Scheisse! I woke up late! Now I have to ride the ERL! Expensive!!!


22 July 2017 – 12:00 p.m.

Arrived at Serembaaaan!!! One hand holding Pres’s gift while the other was holding boxes of donuts for the two families.


22 July 2017 – 12:30 p.m.

Krik krik krik

…………………

Why am I here again? Freaking hot! Where the hell is the Grab driver?! Wait, how can a driver come when I haven’t book a trip yet. Oh yeah, because Pres’s house is not in the freaking Grab system! Or so I thought. I misspelled them xD


22 July 2017 – 12:45 p.m.

On transit to Pres’s house~


22 July 2017 – 1:00 p.m.

Arrived~ How did I know which is his house? INSTINCT. Hahahaha xD Just kidding, NOT. Hahahahaha xD I didn’t even look at the house number to actually know which house was his. Strong instinct, remember. More like a stalker-ish friends with a creepy possessive attitude. (Sorry to all of my friends out there, you guys do know that I love you right. That’s why I’m a creep 😀 )

DING DONG!

Krik krik krik…

DING DONG!

Krik krik krik…

Oh how I wish it was like that! This was the scenario back then.

I got off the car, not bringing anything because I have a feeling that the house was empty. I asked the driver to wait, just in case. Because Duke was barking like no one else, even when I was still inside the car. DUKE CAN FREAKING SMELL NERVOUSNESS.

Duke: WOOF! WOOF! WOOF! RAAAAWR! WOOF! (a never-ending bark)

Me: Nice doggy, good doggy, pretty doggy, handsome doggy. Where are your owners?

Duke: (another never-ending bark)

Me: Hiiiii, I’m a nice person. Daryl knows me, I stick around him like a parasite. I’m pretty sure that my scents are all over him sometimes. Nice big black dog. Where’s everyone? Doggy? Pretty please, let me press that freaking doorbell which probably is non-existent because your barks are wow!

(took a step to the front)

Duke: *GROOWWWLSSS LOUDLY!*

Me: KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!! HEEEEEEEEEEEEELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (imagine Pres’s neighbor shocked by a whose-voice-is-louder competition between a human and a dog. Just kidding Pres, your neighborhood was empty back then)

Duke: B*tch! Get away from here, you little twat! Goooooooooooooooo!!! (I’m pretty sure that’s what Duke barked)

Me: (ran back inside the car and then called Pres, explaining the whole situation. He was in KL, due to his rugby tournament. So I told him that I’ll just leave the food for his family  because I bought quite a lot of food for both families. Guess what, his family was in KL too -___-)

It was a disaster. Duke won’t stop barking, my phone died, I can’t book another Grab (uncle Grab, you were so kind! Lending me your phone and all, love you lots! ❤ ) and I can’t contact Pavi. Alhamdulillah, by some sort of miracle, I survived.

——- Read about what happened after that here ——-

Okay, that’s that. I thought it was over. Oklah, I gave up. I’ll just give the present to Pres on Monday; his birthday.

Nevertheless, I love surprises. I told Pres that I’ll wait for him at KL Sentral because earlier, he said that he’s going back to Seremban (he hurts his head during the rugby tournament). So automatically, I thought that he’s going back to Seremban via KTM, which station is in KL Sentral.

Aaaaah… He was at his aunt’s house, with his family, who he will go back to Seremban with later that night. Asked him for the full address, look it up via Grab. RM 5.

“Ouh, RM5. Expensive. What public transportation can I use to go there? Eh wait! RM 5?! Pres!!! Wait for meeeeeeeeeeeee!!!”

Above were me talking to myself when checking out the Grab apps. ‘Packed’ my cousins and Pavi, shove them inside the car and go go!

After what it feels like ages, I finally found his aunt’s house. I told Pres to go out, but he didn’t believe me. I was talking loudly outside the house; through the phone. I guess my voice was too loud, Pres went outside while his mother and his aunt peeked through the door.

‘Who the heck is that person wearing all white standing outside the door?’ I’m pretty sure this went through their minds xD

Pres was shocked, a tad mad though, because he thought I came alone, at night. Then he saw Pavi and I explained to him that I came with my cousins, with one of them having the same reproductive system as he is.

Told him the reason why I came, gave him the present, went to get my things and sent my cousins back home because his mom/aunt invited us in.

I actually looked away (sending my cousins home) because Pres cried. Okay, I wasn’t planning on telling the world that he cried, but… He said, “Ouh, trust me. You will write about it and I will read it.”

Well Pres, you get what you asked *insert Allya’s cutest, most angelic smile*

After I sent my cousins away, Pres’s tears were no more; he calmed down. I was glad. I mean, I don’t want to create a scene at 10 p.m. (Allya can’t see her friends’ tears remember. Or she’ll agonized by crying hysterically)

Shook his mother’s hands, went inside the house. His dad, sister and uncle stood up. I don’t know why, but I always have this ‘business mode’ on whenever I’m nervous. I shook his family’s hands like I’m in a business meeting or something. A tad tense xD

Shook hands with his aunty who was in the kitchen; making drinks for two crazy girls. Sat on the dining table. Pavi was sitting next to Pres, while I sat in front of him. Were too nervous to calm to actually snapped a photo xD

Before I went to the kitchen, there’s this adorable little girl, blocking my way. I conversed with her for a while, but I think she was too shy to say things clearly. According to Pres’s dad, she’s the sunshine of the family. I agree on that!

Jenna/ Jena is an angel! Okay, I don’t know how to spell her name and I hate spelling people’s name wrong, so let’s just call her Angel.

After we (Pres, Pavi and I) sat on the dining table, Angel came and sat next to me. Since I love children, she’s a good distraction to calm my almost-came-out-from-my-ribcage-due-to-my-fast-heartbeat heart. Angel was an angel sent by God, just for me. She is literally a daughter that I wish I have. Ya Allah, may my daughter be as adorable as her.

Ya Allah, may my daughter be as adorable as her. Aamiin.

She’s aaaargh! No words! Too cute! And smart! And cheerful!

Truthfully, I was attached to her due to our similarities. I used to be like her when I was her age. Twin tails, cheeky, eyes full of mischievous gleam. I mean, she’s way calmer than me, but other than her lack of my super hyperness, she reminds me of my old self.

The two of us talked and talked. She said something about Pres being a monster while me being a princess. Aaaah… Sorry Pres, children are honest creatures. Angel sure knows how to smitten someone. She’ll grow into a very pretty and intelligent lady.

Writing this makes me teary somehow. Hiks, even though it was short, you left a deep impression on me, young lady. Hope we can meet again, but this time, Monster cannot come! Only princesses are allowed ❤ ❤ ❤ (poor Angel fell TT^TT she was jumping and slip on something, she hits her chin, my heart ache)

Back to my dear Pres, he was kept in the dark. We were all planning his surprise party that night (I’ll write about this later), hoping that he’ll he surprised on Monday. That’s why I was so busy typing, rather than ‘melayan’ his conversation with Pavi about their school friends.

It was late, Pavi and I had a train to catch. We bid our goodbyes, but this time I was not as tense; when I shook hands with his family members. Took photos, obviously.

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Arrived at KL Sentral right on time and voila~ Eeeeeeeeenddddddd~

The next post will be about Pavi, sleeping over at my house~

Tata~


P.S. Pres’s sister impressed me. I rarely find a woman, whose handshakes are as firm as her. I grew up in a family whose handshakes have to be firm, all the time; since young. So finding a woman, my age whose handshakes are as firm as mine; it makes me happy. At least it makes me feel less like a weirdo.

P.P.S. Note to self, always tell someone when you’re going to their house. You’re lucky that you didn’t ended up being a guard dog’s chew toy.

Yeay to Seremban!

Hi hi~

It’s been a while. I’m currently ‘menjalankan’ a faithful duty as a WAU FACTOR. Wau Factor is the name for SEA GAMES, KUALA LUMPUR 2017 volunteers. Am the head for the volunteers in Sunway Putra Hotel and it’s hectic xD

Okay, back to the topic. Weeks ago, to be exact, on the 22nd of July, I went to Seremban to meet Pavi and her family. It was a bit nerve-wrecking for me, as it was my first time meeting her family. I feel like her boyfriend, fidgeting and all. Truthfully, there’s another reason why I’m nervous, but let’s keep that for later.

Arrived at KTM Seremban, went somewhere else; keeping it a secret from Pavi. After the trip to that ‘place’, I told Pavi to pick me up at CIMB behind AEON which is near her house. I kinda lied to her, about where I was going for several reasons. Although in the end, I told her about it xD

Pavi and her dad picked me up. Her dad kept speaking in Malayalam, which I don’t mind but it shocked me; the fact that I understand her dad xD We went to eat at this Chinese restaurant and wow! Dang it tasted so gooooood!!! Not sure about the ‘halal-ness’ but oh well xD Then, Pavi the ever so amazing driver (glad-that-I-did-not-die-because-I-will-haunt-her-if-I-did) drove us to her house and meet her kind family~

Only one word can describe that trip, FOOOOOOOOD!!!

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That’s S 2.0 that Pavi’s dad is holding. He barked like I’m a murderer since second 1 until the end. -_-

After being attacked by her dog (whom I called S2.0) and talked to her family, Pavi and her dad brought me to this infamous cendol and ABC stall. Too bad the rojak was finished.

The taste tho! Wow! The price? Triple wow!

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The infamous Haji Shariff ‘Green’ Cendol! ❤
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The line may seem long, but the service was fast
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LOOK AT THE PRICE!
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The most delicious ABC evaaaa!!! Not to mention that it’s only RM3! That’s less than $1!

Le cendol pulutzzz~ I don’t like cendol, so yeah xD Pavi’s dad almost killed me by stuffing me with lots and lots of foood! Am soooo coming to Seremban again!

 

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Of course, after all of those junks, fruits are a must!

We went back after Pavi’s dad bought those fruits and yeah, it was tiring.

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When we were inside the KTM, on our way back to KL Sentral to meet my cousins dear. We thought that we can rest, but…

 

Literally a trip for me, though I was still crazy after that. Why? Because I stupidly went to Ampang. A story which will be disclosed in my next blog post.

 

Tata~


P.S. Pavi’s currently-pregnant-security dog loves me thoo~

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This dog is adorable! She’s preggy but calm ❤

BAD WEEK GONE?

This post was written after that BB and Lya incident, but I forgot to post it -_-“


Deep shit trouble, that’s what we’re in. Hoping that everything is over, but who knew that it’ll be the end of us as well.

A bump. I hope that is all. What this is all about. If it’s really ruined, I’ll ruin those two.

Laughter, anger, tears. Getting scolded, being lied to, embarrassed.

It’s been less than five months, but these people, I love them lots. Maybe not up to the point where I’ll die for them yet, but it was fast; less than a year and I am lonely without them.

Is it a sign? Maybe Allah didn’t want me to get hurt much, when I have to leave them. Or maybe, we’ll be closer than ever after this. Who knows. Life is a mystery after all.

That is all, tata.


Pffffft… Such a dramatic post. We’re okay now, btw. True, it may not be the same as before, but it’s fine. We’re fine. I don’t know whether we’re closer or not, but the bond will forever be there, insyaallah. If any of you break this bond or leave me, I’ll drag each one of you by the hair and lock you up somewhere. Ceh, said the person who’s leaving soon. Hypocrite.

Impromptu to Malacca

This happened last week, the day aunty (Mazlin’s mother) passed away. I don’t want people to misunderstand that we played and enjoyed around when our friend’s mother just passed away. We went there because aunty was buried there. After that, we went out to sight-see and eat. And no, Mazlin wasn’t there because she didn’t know that her mother passed away. That’s why we went sight-seeing and all.


Malacca, we went there at 12ish in the afternoon. There were two cars, AHA’s and Apiqy’s. I was in AHA’s car, with Zan while Aiza and Didiy are in Apiqy’s car. The drive there was fun, not much drama. I sat in the front seat, as usual, acting like a co-pilot to AHA. At first, I thought that it’ll be awkward. AHA and I………….. That’s an awkward combo, I mean, after what happened. Eehem. It was great tho, no awkwardness or so. I told them about how my life was, the drama that happened, bla bla bla.

In merely one hour-ish, we arrived at Mazlin’s hometown. We were greeted by her family, but then were informed that she’ll be back later that night. It was Sunday, so we can’t stay for long. We sent our condolences and visit the grave, before going back home.

Our plan was to go straight home, but Aiza’s grandmother asked us to have dinner with her. We were okay with the idea, free dinner. Aiza’s grandma asked us to go around Malacca first because she had to cook.

After a few place-deciding meetings, we decided to go to Jonker Walk. Pffft… AHA was supposed to lead the pack, but the girl got lost XD Alhamdulillah, in the end, we (AHA, Zan and I) arrived safely at Jonker Walk.

Above were before Jonker Walk. From our parking spot to Jonker walk. Lots and lots of amazing places to take photos at! ❤

It was a fun day out, stupid people acting here and there. It’s like high school all over again. It’s been a while since we met each other, but I guess a decade long bond is not easy to break. We took photos, shopped and discover around Jonker Street until 5ish. By then, we got a call from Aiza’s dad who is of course, mad. We weren’t allowed to go to her grandma’s house and so on. So we decided to have a dinner somewhere around there.

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Sent this to Aiza’s dad, as a proof that she went out with girls as well. The car was packed because of several reasons xD

 

Many agreed on eating ikan bakar, so we went to the nearest one. It’s called “Ikan Bakar Muara Sungai Duyung.” We passed by a lot of unique places. A place reminds me of Pres, “Kampung Portugis.” Hehehehehe

I took a photo to actually show you the traffic light countdown. Freaking long! Then I realize where I was, and took the second photo. Hahahaha xD

Again, we got lost even with the help of Waze and again, AHA was the lead xD

We arrived, chose our ‘makanan laut’ and voila~ the food was served. We ate like it was no one else business, but almost peed in our pants when we had to pay. It’s actually cheap, we got one huge ‘ikan bakar’ (I forgot the name), two huge ‘sotong’ which were cooked with two types of sauces, two jugs of fresh fruits juice, six plates of rice and a ‘sayur campur’ thingy; all of that for RM 120ish only. I mean, for that amount of food and also the view, it was worth it. Although, when you’re short on money; we’re screwed. Thankfully Zan, our hero for the day, brought his duit raya angpao. He paid them all first. Hahahahahahahaha xD

Look at the views (minus AHA, JK! Hahahaha)!!! ❤ ❤ ❤

The night was still young, but I have an early morning class the next day, which of course, was canceled (I thanked you a lot Sir Im and Sir Amar! If the both of you didn’t cancel your class, I would’ve skipped it xD). Thank God, there’s a Bluetooth feature in AHA’s car. Zan and I took it over; thankfully the three of us have the same taste in music. Well, I’m not sure about AHA, but Zan and I, we’re soulmates (dua2 jiwang nak mati). If people hear it, they’ll think that the three of us were just dumped or something, macam orang putus cinta! Over gila! Hahahahahaha xD

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The reunion of the Props Team! The ever so dramatic team xD Can’t believe it was five years ago tho TT^TT

We stopped at Seremban’s R&R to pray and pee. Especially peeing, because AHA, Zan, Apiqy and I had to finish those two jugs of juice thanks to Aiza and Didiy. -_____-

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Tricked my friends with that xD

 

Bla bla bla, we went back home and voila~ the best trip ever! More like the only trip ever with my friends which is over 100 kilometers in distance… Saaad…

Nevertheless, it was sad and gloomy day, but like what Mazlin said, “Don’t be too sad, life must go on.”

That is all~ Tata~


P.S. We went to see Mazlin again on Tuesday, alhamdulillah she was okay

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