Assalamualaikum and hello, I am back with a new post! Wow, I don't think I've posted this much in so long, and by this much I mean 3 posts in a month haha. Before you read any further, just a warning that I'll be spamming you guys with pictures and a traumatizing story ~

So a few months back, I think it was in November last year, a friend of mine suggested to go hiking while we were having lunch at KFC, and so we planned it right there and then, to go hiking on the next weekend. We actually didn't mind going on that day itself, but we weren't dressed up for it, and I'm so glad we didn't cause there is no way I'm climbing up flight of steep stairs and running away from sandwich-thirsty animals in a dress. We moved out around noon, if I'm not mistaken it was on a Friday, it was just 4 of us girls, all packed with water, sandwiches and some mee sedap noodles. We planned to hike a bit when we arrive and then find a place to settle to have our lunch. Things didn't actually go according to plan.... We parked the car and paid the entry fees, I don't remember how much it was but it was less than RM 20 for all 4 of us including the car. The place was called Air Terjun Kanching a.k.a Kanching Waterfalls, and the first thing we saw were monkeys. They were everywhere, up on the trees, on the pavements, down on the grass by the side, just everywhere. It's been a long time since I saw actual monkeys, especially them being all free and not behind bars. It was interesting, to be honest, I was a tiny bit scared but I shook off the feeling and was like "meh, they're harmless". And so we head on paths that were already made, it was pretty simple, just follow the path and we'll get to the first waterfall eventually, you could say there were 7 levels of waterfall and we were set to get at least to the 4th level (or more). On the way to the 1st level, after climbing up some flight of stairs, we couldn't take it anymore and decided to find a place to sit and eat and basically regain back our energy. We also realized we were all not fit enough and that we lack exercise, why am I not surprised haha. But we were definitely not giving up. Right, so this is the traumatizing part, after taking some pictures at a miniature waterfall, we found a small gazebo nearby, so that was to be our picnic spot. We casually took out containers packed with our food out of our backpacks, and just then we noticed around 3-4 monkeys looking right at us from afar, they were slowly making their way towards us, yupe. They could smell the food. And before we could even think of anything we saw a whole group of monkeys coming towards us, they were running. I definitely got the zombie apocalypse vibe, I panicked and we all tried to squeeze back the containers into our backpacks as fast as we could before we got circled by them. We managed to get all of the containers in the bags, except for one... My friend couldn't get it inside fast enough so she hid it under her long scarf, I reckon the monkeys could smell that container filled with eggs & sausages sandwiches. I was right beside her, opening her backpack as wide as possible, the plan was to slowly get the container in without them noticing. BUT as soon as she take out the thing from underneath her scarf, a monkey jumped and slapped her hand, the container fell and that's when all the screaming started, me and my friend (the one that got her hand slapped) were wailing non-stop while the other 2 just held hands and watched, horrified at a group of monkeys that cleverly opened the container cover and ate all the sandwiches in one gulp while endless screaming were playing on the background. One even licked the container. Devastated at the death of our sandwiches, we headed back to the car with empty stomachs and made sure no monkeys were following. We decided to just have our lunch inside the car, which was what we should've done in the first place. So that's the end to my traumatizing story, I don't think I can ever look at a monkey in the eye anymore, nor can I find them cute. I don't actually hate them, but I am certainly terrified to see one now. After that, we headed up again, full of energy and determination, hmph as if bunch of monkeys can make us quit. We came all the way and there's no way we're going back without seeing a waterfall. We made sure to sanitized our hands and cover ourselves with perfume so that we don't smell like food, don't want any monkeys following us thinking we have any... Even after all the effort, a monkey screamed at me (well that's what I thought, turns out it was fighting with another monkey and I just so happen to be in the middle of them both), I ended up running to my friends who were all ahead of me, screaming and almost tripping... haha. Alhamdulillah, we got to the 3rd level and camped there, while I guarded the bags on the side, the rest took a dip in the waterfall pool. MashaAllah it was beautiful and the water was so clear and shallow. Other than the monkeys, the place was amazing and breathtaking, the green trees, rock benches and bridges, and clear waterfall. We took really nice pictures, but I still think it's not enough to describe the place, you'd have to go and see it for yourself... Although I don't recommend the place for those who are not a fan monkeys and are weak at heart haha, (by the way, not only did my friend got her hand slapped, but a monkey also took her beloved water bottle).

Assalamualaikum, 

In this post I would like to touch upon a question that I always hear while growing up, "What do you want to be?". It used to affect me a lot when I was younger, because I was one of those who had no idea what I want to be and what I want to do. Seeing all my friends knowing what they want was amazing, they were amazing. They know what they want and they're moving forward towards it, they were always one step-ahead of me... That's what I thought, it's not like that anymore though. Alhamdulilah those kind of feelings have decreased immensely as I grow up, part of it was thanks to my parents, they were the type to support everything that I do. Even when I had no idea what kind of career path I want to go for, they didn't panic nor did they blame me.

"It's okay, you're still young" 

"Don't worry, Allah swt has plans for you" 

"You'll find something soon, why are you so worried", 

these were the things they used to tell me (and they still do), and they were right. What was I so worried about, so what if I didn't know what I want to be, because to me that's something I have no control over. Yes, there are some people who know exactly what they want and they either have achieved it or are on their way to achieving it. But that's their path, that's their journey. Why was I so badly wanting to be where they're at? Why was I struggling to fit a square into a circle hole? It was probably because I had only looked at others and what they had achieved, it's true that if you have a goal you achieve lots of things along the way, I thought I had no goal at all, but I was wrong. I realized I was the type to have not just one goal, but tens and hundreds. After I achieve a goal, I would make a new one and head towards it. By the end of the day, I am moving forward, but just differently and that's okay. I've been trying to stop myself from looking at others and start looking at what I have achieved, it's good to look at others for inspiration but hey! you need to give yourself some credit too. Honestly my advice is, keep doing whatever it is that you do, be open-minded and don't be afraid to try out new things. Don't be afraid of failing and most importantly don't dwell on your failures, learn from it and move forward. By the will of Allah swt you'll get where you're supposed to be eventually.

So if you were to ask me this question now, my answer would still be the same, "I don't know". But what I know for now is that I want to be strong and happy, I want to be a person who's grateful no matter the situation and even though I don't have a clear view of where I'm heading I know for sure that I am on my way somewhere and with each step, my path gets clearer and clearer, and most importantly I ask Allah swt that whichever path we are on, it is the right path, a path that leads us nowhere other than Jannah, Ameen.

That's all for this post! Thanks for your time and I do hope this motivates you in any way :)

Assalamualaikum,

Goodness gracious, it feels so weird writing again after a long period of time. How long has it been? Around 5 months maybe? Been so occupied with life and what not that I just got lazy in keeping up with my blog. Anyways a lot, A LOT has changed, I've started my studies and it's a whole new journey all together. Been experiencing all sorts of  things (hope I get to share most of them in the blog soon, gee I'm excited), basically I'm a foreigner living in my own country. Even though it's where I'm from, everything's all new and different, so much to explore and it's definitely a whole new different environment. Alhamdulillah I'm enjoying all the new adventures and forever grateful that I have a friend by my side this whole time (plus all the new friends I've met along the way, shoutouts to all of you haha).

During my 1 week break, I got the chance to visit my grandma over in Kuching, Sarawak. Aside from babysitting my lovely baby cousins (may I remind you how lovely they are) I had the chance to spend some time with my relatives, like going to a tumblr-looking place for dinner with my aunt and my uncle in-law (along with my older brother). The place, called MK Classico was a really reallyyyy neat place. It was my first time eating there and boyyy was I not disappointed. The portions were hugeee and of course the food were delicious. The pricing are around RM 11-20, in my opinion the prices are worth it since you're paying for a plate (or a wooden tray) full of yummy goodness.

I really love the interior of the place, it was filled with vintage furniture, pictures and the things were perfectly placed at odd spots. It was a two-floored cafe and the first thing you need to do when you enter is to have a look at the menu, order what you want and pay. Next, either find a spot to sit or head upstairs (like we did) where you have more places to sit.

The first thing that arrived were our drinks, which was iced white chocolate, watermelon juice, raspberry soda and (if I'm not mistaken) iced mocha. Next were some of our food, which were Fettuccine Carbonara, MK Special Burger and Mushroom Burger.

A close up of the mouth-watering MK Special Burger... Aside from the juicy beef patty, there's a piece of lettuce, beef bacon, cheese and sunny side egg stacked between 2 butter-toasted buns. Plus a side of onion rings, fries and sweet potato fries.

Next came the Red Velvet Pancake covered in blueberry sauce and the Shawarma, which also had fries on the side.

My brother had a hard time eating his burger, even after cutting it in half he still couldn't fit it into his mouth haha. My burger, the Mushroom Burger on the other hand, although it was delicious, there was nothing special about it. My aunt had looked forward to the waffle & ice cream, but unfortunately it was not available, she has had them before and recommends them. I do hope I get to try them the next time I visit In Sha Allah. Overall it was a stomach-filling experience and even though it was raining outside the cafe was very warm and comfy.

Alright, that's all for this post! Since I'm currently on my 1 month break, I'm planning on using most of my free time to get some posts up... till then, Assalamualaikum!