It is a band, it is an amazing band I ever heard of my entire life. It is Sada Borneo. I heard of this band few days back in Asia’s Got Talent television show. Something in this band attracts me much. Maybe because of the nature sound they created. Mixing together with the western instrument. All I can say is that they are so impressive! Their music arrangement is cool. I am still watching their show performed on plenty festivals around Malaysia. I support this kind of music so much cause it reminds me of how beautiful nature is, with sounds of bird chirping, water falling, and wind blowing. They perform using bamboo made instrument to create all this beautiful music. Lead by Sape’ as their main attraction, I believe they are Sarawakian. They are now having 11 members playing different music instrument to create the amazing Sada Borneo <3
When I was a kid, I had a chance to know a cat name Dicing, it was my dad’s cat. But my mum was the one who found this cat in ss15 subang and brought home to dad because of some reasons. The cat was actually a kitten at that time. Long story cut short, I remember this one moment when the cat was sitting on top of the pillar near our gate and I was trying to call it down. I stretch my hand and..
..Dicing open its claw and scratch deep into my flesh without mercy. OUCH😦
This causes me to experience a post traumatic stress and to be frank, the event of getting a claw gradually repeat itself when ever I see cats, I would not trust any kind of cat exist even the tamest cat on earth. Dicing made me think cat is dangerous and harmful. I never like cats after that. I can only see them from far, but not to touch them with my bare hands. That will never happen, again. What a mess the cat does..
I tried though, to build my love to cat again but it just does not work. Last few years I went to my aunt’s house and headed straight to her cage of kittens and cats because I wanted to give a try. I tried.. I carried this one kitten using my palm and.. Damn the kitten turn its body around and scratch hard on my skin till it bleeds. This kitten does not have mercy at all.. But using my logic, maybe the cat was afraid I am going to harm them, so they scratch as a warn😦
Slowly as I grow, I learnt that cat by its nature are really that way. They are good if they were thought to be good. They will get nasty sometimes when they are protecting themselves. Not every cat is good but not the entire cat nation is bad. So I need to be smart in handling cats. I can play with them, I will make them happy if I feed them. They will give a decent happy vibes if we are good to them, specially the stray ones.
Cat really made me happy now after I know how the “system” works. I will have the kind of moves to protect myself from getting hurt but I never want to miss a chance to hold and get to know them. Last time I had done a speech about my love to cats in Toastmasters but I would like to type it to words just because I would like to share a story about these cats again🙂 Feel free to watch my video on YouTube.
P/s : The picture above is just from a random cat round my block
Yesterday was the last day for all ACCA students around the world to enjoy their exams, and therefore we are all now having a BREAK. As clumsy as I can get, this semester break was the weirdest unplanned break I ever had. I am like a lost child. It is pretty sick to have this miserable feeling while deep in your heart, you know you have something that needs to be done but you just unsure what was it, sick!
It does not stop there though, the miserable thoughts that I have is actually being messed up with laziness. I was struggling so hard on the midst of exam till I had zero energy left during the exam hours itself. This semester was the worst study impact I ever felt. Maybe that is why I have no plan at all for this break except for sleeping and resting and doing nothing all the way without feeling guilty.
But then again, I do feel something needs to be done. My laziness is now competing with miserable feelings that it create bitter feeling in me. What should I do now? I do not want to read story books, I am tired with alphabetical matters after reading too much study text. I do not want to go out because I AM LAZY ! I do not know what to do *cringe*
Afraid & Speechless
24 days left & where am I now
Whoever reads this
Pray for my success
“Please make Aisya pass her June 2016 exam”
ease my study God
Today will be the day that needed you to leave again. Leaving a place to call HOME, leaving for another place you call STAY.
Not many of us know the difference between a home and a stay. But the one who often move around for say, travelling or working in different places, would understands the difference.
Today will be the day that needed you to leave again. You confessed to us, that you cry every time when you know you will be leaving soon. I understand the feeling dad. Long time ago when I was living in dorm, to leave the family after a long holiday is just a pain to forget.
Crying while I was on the bus to dorm in Shah Alam from hometown, it shreds my heart to pieces. Thinking of parents faces, missing them so much was a feeling that had stuck on replay. There is no turning back. Living in the dorm was a need to have a brighter future.
I guess it can be penetrated to your situation. Crying because of the thoughts were full of our love and remembrance. All I can say is just sorry for all my mistakes, your children mistakes. We would not want to hurt your feelings, increase our voices when argument caused. Using rude sentences when disagreement occurs.
Your children love you dad, your family loves you. Everyone here love you. Sorry for all the things that we have made to hurt you. Thank you for your support and thoughts. Thank you for all the effort you had made just make us feel contented. Till we meet again dad.
p/s : If you read this, know that I love you. Don’t cry🙂
and I love you too mum❤
This was the first try and the first try to remember. My chest was pounding before having it, thinking it will worsen my tummy. Hesitating and doubtful. What was bae!?
The first touch was cold. Bae was weak, something gooey in its flesh, watery as if bae was drowning. What was bae!? Should I finish bae? I have seen bae somewhere, now bae is right beside me.
Bae, I am sorry that I ate you. I know you are a very good bae. That is why I ate you and remember you as if you have been my forever bae. Your saltiness from seawater, your sourness from a squeeze of small cut lemon, your gooey texture. Umphh a taste of heaven!
Guess what is bae? #OYSTERLAH
It was RM25 for 3 medium size of oyster. I had bae during the food festival in Shah Alam. Bae, I want to see you again. You are so good you made my world complete.
I can share my bae with you. If you would like to see my bae, search #oysterlah on twitter and IG. This bae is ohsem if you like seafood. This bae is wonderful if you like something new to your tastebud.