Saturday, April 23, 2016

Room Tour.

I have been meaning to do a room tour ever since last semester when I moved to a new room (which was in fact just a room beside my old one before I went to internship). But yeah, procrastination is a pain in the neck.

My room is the most important thing I have in Kampar. It is my very own space where I spend most of my time in, all day, everyday. I decided to decorate it to the way it is when I came back here last semester. At that time, I was missing internship badly, and I was going through a tough time, so I spent a lot, A LOT of time hiding in my room. So I thought, I should make it pretty, neat and clean. So no matter what, this space is going to give me the solitude and comfort I need. I am glad to say that it did, and even until now, I love it loads. I love it so much that I am kinda obsessed with cleaning it, because it gives me so much satisfaction to see it gleaming and sparkly. I love it so much I get pissy at anyone or anything that makes things in it out of order. Even when the weather right now is so hot, it makes it almost impossible to stay home in the afternoons, I still look forward to coming back to it in the evening. Oh and every morning when I wake up to it, it still makes me feel so at home and comfortable.

I think my room is the number 1 thing I will miss about Kampar. I certainly wish I can pack it up in a box and bring it around wherever I choose to go. It is spacious, and I have spent a lot of effort to add in little details to make it MINE.

Well, enough talk. I shall show you a few favorite parts of my room.


Naturally, the most time I spend, other than on my bed sleeping, is at my desk. I do my work here, I write, I study, I watch movies, I eat my meals etc, all at this lil nook I call my workspace. I love how it is tuck in the corner of the room, making me feel like it is an office separated from the rest of my room. 


 A little close up of my desk with my laptop, the space where productive work is done. (as well as the not so productive browsing the internet and watching sitcoms)





On the left side of my desk, is what I like to call my "get shit done" wall. I have put up a mahjong paper which I change each time it is filled up, called the "Non-judgemental thought board". This is where I jot down any random quotes I think of, or any random ideas I have about basically anything and everything. I love this concept and I shared it with Ming Han who also implemented it. Right beside, is my super duper productive section with my monthly and weekly planners, as well as the calendar, and also post-it notes to remind me to complete certain tasks that day or week. 



This is the close up of the wall right in front of me as I get my work done. I like to call it my "be inspired" section. I printed out some motivational quotes, (the twin tower reminds me of my internship period) together with my timetable for easy reference, as well as long term goals and priorities. I also have notes to myself from myself as reminders and self-motivation, as well as notes from loved ones to remind me of how loved I am. It keeps me on track with my work, it keeps me motivated and it reminds me of why I need to be working so hard. 



This are the little ornaments I collected since I came to Kampar. My favorite one is the Hulk, because it looks so grumpy and yet cute at the same time. I always say it reminds me to not be so grumpy or hot-tempered (does not really work though). Funny story on how I got it. It is a toy where you need to collect points to get from Tesco. The sucky part is you are not allowed to choose which one you get, it is given by chance, even after you collect the points and all that. The only one I actually really wanted was the Hulk. So when I first got it, it was in a box with a black plastic wrapper. I was feeling around it, and I felt the abs, and I started yelling because I knew, me and the Hulk, were meant to be. Okay, okay. Enough bimbotic stories.


A little close up on some other things I love on my desk. The candle is finished, but I love how when I used to light it up and it would instantly put me in a better mood. The money plant is the only plant left from 3 mini plants given to me by a friend of my mum. (Sorry, I am really bad at taking care of plants!) The stone is a very special and meaningful stone given to me by someone very special. It has a long sand cute story behind it, but I am not going to go into details. I just love it very much. 


My bed area. With the dreamcatcher that has been with me since a few years back. My mum bought it for me all the way from Bangkok after searching it high and low. She knew I loved them and when she gave to me, she told me "this is for you to catch your dreams". So much love. When I first unpacked and moved into my new room, the first thing I put up to signify it was MINE, was this. Oh and I like to call this section of my room the "dreamy" section because of the dreamcatcher as well as pastel colored deco on my headboard. Oh and or course, it is where I sleep. 


The main reason I put up posters in this section was because there were a lot of ugly double sided tape marks on this wall when I moved in. But I end up loving it and it is my "vintage" section. The reason for the posters : Guitars because I love them (and my parents always buy me awesome vintage posters), Audrey Hepburn just because she is so classy and pretty and stylish, Elvis because he is freaking bae and I have loved him since I was young. I can rock and dance to all of his songs. (You can do anything, but don't step on my blue suede shoes!).



Lastly, this is my "get ready" section where I blow dry and style my hair, put on my face products, put on my makeup, get dressed etc. Oh and that is Edward the guitar who has been passed down to me by my mum. He keeps me entertained when I need a break from work.

Ahhhhh.... This post is really making me so sentimental. I am really, REALLY going to miss this room. But I am telling myself, wherever I go, I can bring this spirit with me, to make whatever space I have, no matter how temporary, my very own.

I think it is really important to make a space you own your personal hideout. It makes you feel belonged and of course, puts you in a better mood. I dare say, a space can just be a space, but if you put in effort and details to it, it becomes a home of your own.

As usual, thank you for reading and lots of love,


Sunday, April 17, 2016

The beauty of dark days.

Hey you beautiful people out there!

I have been away from this little space for quite awhile again. But this time, it is for a good cause. Well, for  my own good anyway. Because guess what, I have been busy, very busy, enjoying every moment of my life right now.

It's crazy, how sometimes when you are stuck in a series of unfortunate events (the love for Lemony Snickets subtlety included here, High 5 if you know the books), you tend to feel like you will never ever be able to come out of that place. Or perhaps, you keep wondering when does all of that go away and you can feel even "normal" again.

But the most beautiful thing of bad days? No matter how much time it takes, how many conversations with your best friends, how many emo poems, how many depressed songs, how many sessions of staring into space......................................................................................................................................................



IT WILL PASS.


And that feeling when everything is better, well I guess it is worth all the negative feelings you have to endure to get there. 

It feels like after a very bad nose block, and countless days of breathing through your mouth, you suddenly realize your nose is clear again.

It feels like after a power cut off, sitting in the crazy heat, sweating like a pig and being bitten by mosquitoes all over, and the lights and fan come back to life again.

It feels like after continuous sleep deprived nights of rushing an assignment, and the moment you pass it to your lecturer and you know a good sleep is waiting for you.

It feels like going underwater for a whole 3 minutes holding your breath, with a throbbing chest threatening to explode, and you finally come up for air.

And with that, you start to feel alright again.

Sure, there are no completely sunny days. The sun has to set each day anyway. But that's the beauty of it all. Because after the dark, haunting night passes, what comes next is another beautiful sunrise.And it is a new day full of new chances to do it all over again. This is one of the reasons God gave us a limited 24 hours a day I guess? So we can start over, time after time.

And life is always going to be like that. With it highest highs, lowest lows, and everything else in between.




But think about it, how blessed are we, to be able to embark on our own stormy, rocky adventures, and proudly look back at how far we have each come.


If you are in the midst of dark days, I know telling you time will make everything better is not going to help, but I am telling you,  it is okay to feel helpless, it is okay to crawl into bed under your covers and wishing you can just sleep your days away.. But loves, hang in there just a lil bit more, you are in the progress of building a warrior inside of you.

If you are in the midst of your good days, stop fearing how things are too perfect, stop worrying what happens when you lose it all.. But rather, enjoy every moment of it, take it all in, and most importantly, acknowledge that this is all you, your own battles fought and won, and you deserve every second of it.

Love always from the bottom of my heart,