Friday, August 26, 2016

THE MOUNTAIN SCARS


SUNRISE VIEW FROM FACULTY OF MEDICINE AND HEALTH SCIENCE, UMS, KOTA KINABALU . 
AUG 26, 2016. 6.42 AM. 

The sun has never stop shining. Not even a second. Scorching proudly in the afternoon, not listening to some human who cursed its way of showing beauty. The mountain too seen deeply in love with the sun, ignoring the tremors it just felt. Still, proudly standing with its magnificent body. Full of scars though.

Today's news | Meteorological Dept. of Malaysia: Another tremors felt in Ranau, a 4.0 magnitude of earthquake. 9.39AM, 26th August 2016.









Monday, August 22, 2016

WHATEVER YOU WANT TO BE, BE BEAUTIFUL


Someone can define you in their own perspectives,  but the most powerful definition of yourself comes from what you think you are. So whether you are 20 or 30 or 50, you can be whatever you want but the best way to be beautiful is to be yourself. Go for whatever you want in life, fall hard, cry so much, laugh out, visit places, stay at home, break your heart,  live, grow. Just feel it. Whatever emotions you are going through. Just embrace them. Life begins when you stop letting others telling you to be who you are. Stay beautiful people!


LEGS DAY! THE LOOK BETTER NAKED PROJECT :)


Friday, August 19, 2016

RELIVING THE BLOG: THE NASI GORENG STORY


NASI GORENG (FRIED RICE). Mom's cook is still the best in the world :') 


Hello everyone! Its been years since I last posted here. I have completely forgotten the existence of my own blog and weeheee, here I am. I'm back :) Things have been in chaos lately. I was trying to figure out my life but still, I failed miserably. Lucky that I am highly self motivated person, no matter how much I cry or how much I fall down, I still believe someday I will stand tall once again. 

I've been missing mom and I haven't been home for months now with so many things going on in my life that I have to go through alone. So one day, mom dabao (packed) my favorite nasi goreng which she cook herself and ask my sister to give it to me. The first spoonful of it to my mouth was filled with so much emotional turmoil that was about to burst. I held them in. It was my best dinner that day. It was filled with love and hope and warmth. Its like I suddenly remember how it feels to finally tasted food. Its like I haven't been eating for months and finally realizes it. 



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