what? 50 what?

My honest mistake! Yet, it's really too funny, and stupid at the same time haha. So this is a story of my clumsy mistake.

This happened before my pregnancy. I've taken folic acid tablets regularly since months before the pregnancy to prepare my body for conception and afterwards, and continues of course during the pregnancy as well. You can look up the indications, side effects and other drug profiles online for more info.

So what happened was I was running out of my folic acid tabs supply, so I texted my friend who worked at the retail pharmacy to buy that for me, since she's already there. Plus she lives nearby not even close to 2 kilometers from my house, I can go to her house when she got back. Got staff's price some more hahaha.

When she arrived home, she said, "I already bought you 50 strips, it's all RM40".

What?! So expensive. 50 tablets already RM40? I almost started to curse that expensive premise. It's only folic acid, gosh, why mark up so much? It's only that tiny little tablet!

Wait, what? 50 strips? Did I just read strips? STRIPS?

My brain started counting on the imaginary calculator, 50 x 10 = 500 tablets!

You mean I just ordered 500 tablets of folic acid and why the heck would I need that much of folic acid? Even during pregnancy, you won't need that much of a supply!

Hahaha phewww. Thank god, it's only folic acid, not some bloody expensive insulin or whatnot. But 500 tablets? *puke*

"Omg Kiena, I think I just typo the order! I meant tablet. Tablet okayy. Not strips. I need 5 strips only!"

"Hahahaha. No wonder. It was weird why would you need that much. I forgot to ask back. Even my boss wondered why I bought 5 boxes of these".

"Hahahaha. Okay, it's okay. I'm coming over to your house in a few minutes. See you!".

But... The bigger problem is, how to tell my husband because I hate hearing lectures from him about my clumsiness. Okay, how to tell... *taps fingers to fingers*

Seeing him tired from work, there's some blood started to rush to my head, I felt cold on my hands already. I looked at Ameerul, he played with his phone, looking so calm. Alright, he shouldn't know what's going on. I've had enough lectures from him about my clumsiness and carelessness, so I think I don't need more at the moment.

So I casually muttered to myself, aware that he listened to me, "Omg, this can't be. I'm so dead". Drama a little bit.

Then he responded, "Why? What happened?"

"Umm, I typo-ed folic acid order. We got extras hundreds of tablets".

He looked calm, "Okay, it's okay. Let's collect them all tonight at Kiena's".

Disbelief. Okay, one problem solved. Another problem, how would I finish all these? Hahahaha.

I really have a lot of them, plus with the additional supply from hospital. So, every other night before sleeping, I shove one into my husband's mouth and starts advertising about how good folic acid is. Sure he buys me, because I said I learned this at school and "I'm your personal pharmacist, baby. Now open your mouth" sure melts him. Hahaha.

Still, I have a lot. Of course I can't just throw them off. So sayang even though it's cheap. Because I know how hard to make such tablets, plus I would feel so disgust to do that. I'm an integrated pharmacist, you know hahahaha!

Thank god, they expire on 2020. I have 2 years to finish them. Should I get pregnant again?

first trimester

Since I'm still waiting for my housemanship, like forever waiting, so I really have plenty of time at home, just reading and researching more about pregnancy, preparing and just focus on this pregnancy, my first pregnancy ever! That I realize there's so many new things that I've actually learned! What to eat, what not to eat, what to do, what can't I do, etc..

Lucky for me,  now I have all time for me and the baby.

Unlucky for me, I have quite bad sickness.

Let me tell you about the continuous headache, days and nights! My head really feels like exploding. Stabbing feels right on my both eyes. The stiff neck. Especially when I try to change my position. The only time I don't suffer from headache is during my sleep time. Moments after I wake up, danggg.. another round of headache begins. Usually my headache will lasts for about 3 to 4 days before it stops temporarily. And continues the day after. Whatt?!

Ask my husband, ask my best friends. How many times I whine in a day, how clingy I am to them. I try with a safe dose of Panadol, but it still won't go away. My husband has been so patient that he will massage me until I throw up. He wipes my vomits. He pats me to vomit more. Sigh.. will you still be doing that for the next pregnancy? Hahaha.

And also I lost my appetite during the first trimester. I didn't really eat anything. I was so nauseous with rice. I would just say no to anything. But I really liked McDonald's so much. Dinner with double cheese burger every nights was okay. Then, instant noodles. Basically I craved for junk food. Sorry baby. Hope you're doing good. But I never missed my vitamins, don't worry!

So currently on my second trimester. And it has been great so far! I'm enjoying more now.

I've got my appetite back. I can eat anything now. Less headache so far. But just throwing up on the floor a few days ago hehe sorry. But I can feel that the bump is bigger now. I feel fat!

preggy qissy

So, when I still owe my blog posts about my weddings, which I think I'm still gonna postpone them too, Because I'm more excited now to write about my pregnancy! Hehe.

Yeaa. I'm 5 months pregnant now. Already 5 months that the baby bump starts to appear. But actually my body weight hasn't increase much, like only 2 kg. So if you look at me now, probably you just gonna see a kid with a bloated stomach (read: kwashiorkor kid) hahaha.

Time flies, surely. It's only yesterday I got my urine positive with pregnancy. And now I can feel the kicks already. 

Sure, we expected this pregnancy, it wasn't a surprise. Because we had stayed together for 5 months after I came back to Malaysia for good. Long distance marriage doesn't count guys! Haha.

 But the moments we saw that double lines, we were just stared at each other. Like, "Is this for real?". Okay, let's wait. Until next week, then we will see the gynae to confirm. I mean, by next week we can already see the baby sac. Means, it's 100% positive that we're pregnant. So we were agreed on that. But the impatient me, of course! I had my UPT checked many times by myself before we actually went to the gynae. All comes out positive. As the day goes by, the double lines became clearer and clearer.

I was really sure that I'm pregnant. Because I'd never miss my period. Even a day. Sometimes my period came faster than the actual due. But to be satisfied, let's see the doctor. Also to confirm that the sac is in the uterus, not in the fallopian tube (ectopic). 

Yaa, because I learned them at school, so everytime I got sick, I started to think about any possible things that may occur haha. That's why I need some people, old-experienced mothers, doctors to assure me that everything that occur is normal for a pregnant mom.Well, first time mom some more hehe.

Actually the sign of me getting pregnant had came early. A month before I was actually pregnant, I missed my period by 4 days. Never in my life since puberty my period came that late. So I thought I was already pregnant but the result came out negative. I already had headache for a week. I already feel discomfort in the body. And etc. But.. that's just an introduction. Hehe. So the next month, I was late for my period for a bout 4 days, and I checked again. This time, it's positive!

My mother in law already expected this. She said, the hormones just wanna play a little bit haha. The whole family was so happy. 

Meanwhile, the culprit behind this pregnancy, my husband, still couldn't believe that he's gonna be a dad! His eyes shone so bright, he grinned from ear to ear, but he still asked me, "Am I going to be a father?". He asked the doctor, "So, she's pregnant?". "Yes, we all see the sac just now right", the doctor replied. Hahaha.

It's a beginning of a new journey for us. I can't wait!

And let's start a new label; Preggy Qissy.

you sure you were loyal?

Just now Ameerul and I had a dinner together. We just talked and talked to each other like usual, by usual I mean I talk the most. He doesn't really talk much whilst eating. While me, of course talking during eating will increase the appetite and make you eat more without you realize. That explained why I choked the other day hahaha then he lectured me.

Anyway. We just talked about random things then he stared at me, "Is this really Qistina that I approached 7 years back? And now you're my wife", emphasizing that how long that we've known each other and he just couldn't believe that we actually did it!

Awwwhh, he always does that. And everytime, I just melt away.

"Yeah, it's me that you chased and followed all the way to my lecture hall". He did. Such a psycho, no? Hahaha how could you secretly followed me and my friends without any of us realized him, just to give me a flower. I still kept the picture of that white rose by the way.

So we just continue talking then I asked, "Are you sure that you WERE really loyal?". I meant before we got married that we had a very (utterly) long-distanced relationship. Like how can you be loyal to me for 6 years, are you sure you didn't and never had anyone else? Right, past is past but of course the curious me wanted to dig all the secrets. Past is never past with me, get it?

Well, I didn't really know. He might be loyal. But of course I had doubt (I always have doubt, well, every woman was born with that character - having doubt hahaha even though sometimes I felt like he's talking the truth, but the FBI me will ask a lot of twisted questions as if he commits such big crime. Bad me.)

"Trust me, you can ask any of my friends. Ask them. I was so loyal that even people would question me the same, how can I be that loyal?"

Then he continued, "Now it sound funny, but you know with this good look of mine, cute face of mine, I had a lot of juniors fancied me. I just pull my macho face and pretended to act cool". He showed me how he did the macho face. *shakes head 180 degree*

Omg, now where would this conversation going? Now he's boasting about having fans? Haha. Whatt theee?

I just sat there, speechless. A part of me wanted to just smash that mouth and be jealous that why wasn't I be that junior?! Haha. But a big part of me just enjoyed the conversation and played along - that made me realize, how fun our teenage years were. So much fun. Of course we all once (or always) pulled the control ayu face and pretended to be polite so the cute guy there would notice you.

But because I didn't wanna lose, I replied "Well, I also had people like me and kirim salam and all, I have a cute face too!" Haha!

Because we both know that we WERE and ARE so loyal to each other that no matter where we went/go, there will be always us that can only occupied our each other's heart. Ok now, that's disgusting hahaha.

That macho face guy gave me this 7 years back during a go green campaign at our campus.

clinical pharmacist

I'm officially a licensed clinical pharmacist. Unlicensed (need to go through 2-year housemanship period in order to be qualified as a pharmacist and get the license to practice pharmacy in Malaysia. Also, passing the pharmacy law exam as well. Sigh.)

Anyhow, that means I'm jobless now hahaha yeahh you know the queue for placement is long, so my turn would probably gonna take longer to arrive. It's okay but I'm so bored now, totally bored that I start to miss hospitals zzz nerd alert haha. 

Leave that for a while.

Because this entry is posted to celebrate my graduation! I'm finally graduated! For those who are close to me, or if you've been following my blog for so long (especially my long-term friends), you know how precious this means for me. 

So surreal. So overwhelmed.

I was so excited to end this. The moment I walked out of the exam hall right after Peadiatrics paper, which was the very final paper, my heart was filled with joy, unbelievable feeling. Relief. Excited. Happy. Nervous. Mixed feeling I could never be able to describe.

Yes waiting for the results was crazy. Never in my life I was this nervous. Because this is like the ultimate indicator ever, either you pass the whole program, or extend some more semester to complete the failed ones. I'd never failed any paper before, so this time half of me was quite sure I would passed as well, but you know anything could happen. What if this? What if that?

I couldn't keep calm. One minute, I'd be "omg I'm graduating lets celebrate", then another minutes, "Wait, did I answered right during drug information paper last time?".

Until they announced the result online, I checked immediately with the almost-exploded heart and sweaty palms. Running my eyes on all grades, pass, pass, therapeutics pass thank god, my heart kept beating so fast, kept checking, pass, oh cardio 80 marks so stingy, pass, yayy all 7 subjects I passed all. Can't believe it, that I am already a clinical pharmacist now. Just. Like. That.

Has it been 5 years already? Really?

Time surely flies. Faster than the bullets.

Yes, I've achieved one of my life goals. Surely I have many more plans in my head. It's okay, go slowly girl. After all, it teaches me that I shouldn't be afraid to do what I love. I'm not competing with others, because at the end what matters the most is me, myself.

Welcome home, clinical pharmacist Qistina.

back for good

Wasn't easy.

You've got to be stable to do this. Physically, mentally, and most importantly emotionally.

I guess getting old makes me more into an emotional freak, I get weak easily. Small things make me think hard. Having to face the big event/issues always make me feels emotional ahead of time.

So funny of me giving the landlord lady a blank stare because I was so gonna leave her and not gonna see her ever again. And another suspects in the neighborhood as well hahaha - sorry for the eye contacts.

Feels like leaving your own nest. I'd already attached to that place. It's so familiar to me that I felt so so comfortable living at my home. Well, although, this was the moment that I'd been waiting for years, now it's the time, but still.... it felt like some magnet had been embedded inside your heart that attracted another pole of magnet in that place.

Nway, I'm home now haha.

Well, as a reparation to go back to Malaysia, let me start with the cleaning. To be honest, I packed quite early - so not me but because I didn't want to be rush at the last minutes and missed my stuffs here and there, so I started by packing my books and notes. I cried here. Because I just couldn't see them as books/notes anymore, but this time as memories. Felt so surreal, like do I really memorize all these?

Oh you the microbiology black sheep subject, can't believe I passed you.

Gosh you organic chemistry, you gave me sweetest memories being Dr Nader's student. He likes me. 

And you oncology, can't believe I got 10 marks for oral exam. Why so stingy.

This drug interactions, *pukes* , not anymore.

You know, things like these.

And the memories with my lecturers kept coming one by one in my head. I'm so gonna miss them all. Especially Dr Hassan who always came out with any verses of Quran in the middle of lecture to relate with the topic of study. Yes, because he's handsome too. And of course Dr Mona my girl crush that I adoreeee.

And after all, that's what I treasure the most; knowledge. I can't take all my books back to Malaysia (oh btw I ordered 3 big boxes to put all my stuffs and delivered them by ship - supposed to arrive next month. I thought 3 boxes were just nice to put all items, but naaah, I had headaches packing), anyway, I selected books/notes to bring back and the rest (the unwanted ones), I left them in a box in my room - didn't throw them away. So sayang but I can't keep all.

Packing clothes wasn't as hard as that because I simple bring back all my clothes hahaha YOU THINK I WOULD LEAVE MY LIVES NEVER GUYS haha. I left/donated some that weren't really my 'lives'. They are arriving in months time - I'm already ready to hear some lectures from Ameerul about this. But I don't care *stubborn*.

Anyhow, it's not that he disapproves, but you know, every time I said "I don't have anything to wear", he would glance at me hinting about those clothes whatsoever but really, none of those clothes fit me for that specific occasion. You get it right? He never understands. But, whatever.

I know I'm gonna miss Egypt soon. Everything used to be so different there, so foreign that it totally didn't feel like a home. I felt like I was in a Maze Runner movie trying my best to survive, everything by myself. But I made it. I made it to the extend that it feels so familiar to me. Feels like I'm already an Egyptian hahaha (the dwarf version).

5 years may seems short, yes it's short to teach me everything about being a foreigner. But I can't list down everything that happened within that precious years, because it can't be expressed by words. IT IS TOO PRECIOUS. The memories I would keep them all in my heart. Those lovely faces there. Those travel trips. Those ups and downs.

Thanks Egypt for making me feels like home, see you again.

Bahariya Oasis, winter break 2016.

Awwhhh. Emotional freak detected here. Need help.

Ramadan & Eid El-Fitr 2017

When we are about to celebrate Eid El-Adha. Haha sorry for the late post. I knowww, I should've tried to find a time, now that I procrastinate like this, I literally have so many things to update.

Right. So I spent the whole Ramadan in Egypt. It wasn't my first time, but it was my last time there. It was still good as it usual did. Ramadan in Egypt was never ever disappointing. Like I used to post before about how merry they would celebrate this holy month. So alive. With decoration and so. I didn't manage to buy the fanoos to bring it back home - cause I was on a tight budget but I bought a carpet and few more Egypt-y stuffs instead. Hahaha can't wait for them to arrive to Malaysia! Since I sent them via sea shipping from Egypt - gonna take months to arrive.

Anyhow, Ramadan goals checked. Even though in the middle of my final exam (yes, gonna make a special post about that weee I can't wait). But still, I managed to juggle both and even more! In term of ibadah and all. I am so gonna miss Ramadan in Egypt guysss, like so much! Not to mention the free ifhar that we, Malaysian students got haha. Definitely one of the sweetest moments abroad.

Then Eid was quite nice. Lonely a little bit. Not my first time away from my family, but my first time as a wife but my husband was working on 1st Syawal. We're both just raya through whatsapp haha but it was okay. 

My friends and I decided to make a match kurung for this raya. We took pictures around Zagazig, and that made me realized how much I was going to miss that foreign land. Sigh. 

Raya as a foreigner is sure different. A lot. 

The foreign feeling and all. But still, that's going to be my sweetest memories. *sheds tears*

winter break 2017

So, when I haven't done any winter break post since years ago (seriously, I've had the plans to blog about all of my winter break trips - which were awesome), I've just decided to blog about my current winter break. I am just so unorganized, sometimes haha.

Funny when I just posted about my so-called last departure to Egypt, now I go back to Malaysia again! I knowwwww, it's a very short break, but I insist making it longer by my own. Cause I'm the super senior there now that I only have one semester to go. *blows nails* hahahah.

I missed winter break in Egypt where I usually traveled around Egypt, playing tourist there with my not-so-fluent Arabic and the very cold weather there. My friends are having so much fun now discovering South Egypt part with the annoying hashtags ever haha. Guys, I wanted to join them! So bad!

But half of me wanted to come back to my husband's warm arms. Literally warm, since it's a year-long summer here hahaha. Plus, I have so much foods in my wishlist to eat. McDonald's prosperity burger is one of them cause I haven't eat it for 4 years now.

And there's so many things more to do this time too. My brother just got his first baby - my first niece. Which is of course, one of my exciting things ever happened in my life. Promise to blog about her.

Really, this time I'm so serious. Hahaha.

Ttyl.

last autumn semester

Seems like I'm gonna post more on my 'last' things I do in Egypt now since I already have a few months left before I graduate.

Time really marches. Was it just yesterday I passed my 4th year final exam? Haha and now I only have one final paper left to end this semester. And my winter break starts (which I'm gonna spend it in Malaysia, Ameerul misses me so much guys hahaha). And there goes my very final spring semester afterward.

I was quite busy this semester. Really busy cause I started this sem quite late due to my long holiday in Malaysia haha I didn't start my classes on time, I cut a few classes at the first few weeks haha but don't worry I managed to catch up the syllabus. Plus it was a short semester, they crammed the midterm exams all at once. I barely able to breath! And of course, it gets tougher in final year!

Finished 7 papers now, only have 1 left.

Going back to Malaysia in 3 days! Someone's already excited hehehe.

Last departure to Egypt

.... as a student, I wish. Will probably come again as a tourist, perhaps haha.

So this time was totally different. Different vibes, different feeling. As much as I got excited to go back to my temporary home, I'd feel rather sad to be apart from my husband. Of course, I was ready for this. He was too. But, to go through it was just.. hard!

To be honest, we weren't really that sad, until.. when I needed to pass the international departure gate, we hugged for goodbye then he looked me in the eyes. "No, please no. I can't start this or else this won't stop haha" - my brain said so. But my heart said the opposite, "Oh, no. He cried. Can he please not. I'm weak". I cried too.

Must. Be. Strong.

I am so weak when it comes to people crying for me. I can't do this.

When Ameerul hold my entire head (small head haha), he looked at me right into my eyes, I could see his teary eyes and no, he cried. And his brother took our pictures hahaha and the entire family actually was there witnessed us saying goodbye and encouraging us to hug and kiss longer since we were going to be apart like very funny okay cause I feel like I was going for a war battle leaving my loved one here as if I wasn't coming back haha.

But true, one year is really long (especially for newlyweds lol).

I salam-ed everyone. I cried a lot when I hugged my mother in law cause why was she so nice, why was I so blessed, god this reminded me of my mom who was in Kelantan, god I was so weak.

My footsteps felt heavier as I walked alone after that. I looked back many times until I couldn't see them anymore. The funny sad part was whenever I looked back to see them, Ameerul was always there waving at me. Then I looked back again after a few steps, Ameerul was still there just staring and waving. I looked back again while pulling my luggage, Ameerul was still there while the other family members were starting to disperse. God, was he that loyal? Hahaha.

I cried, guys. Forget coolness. I missed my husband already just after I sat on the plane.

I sat next to a friendly medical student who also studies in Egypt, we made friends and still keeping in touch till now. It was a smooth journey and it's so nice that we got along so well, it's funny cause it really felt like we already knew each other for so long. We shared our stories and many more issues especially our crazy experiences in Egypt and of course our first selfie ever. Lol.

Reached Egypt around 2 am local time, I felt empty cause Egypt was quite and chilly. I missed him. Was it just yesterday he helped me packing my luggage? Was it just yesterday we ate together?

I was such a drama queen. Haha.

Everything got back to normal again after all. It is my final year, though.

So, next time, we will come here together right? Hehehe.

When in Bali

Still owe a wedding blog post.

But never mind. Still in the honeymoon story.

One of the highlights of our trip to Bali was a-day trip to Uluwatu and Tanah Lot. Cause we stayed in Kuta and hired a tourist guide to there.

Well, I heard they were beautiful. And they really were! Yes of course the nature lover (who else?) loved it so much, he said, "Alright, give me some me time to just enjoy this view". Duhh, "You can just Youtube this, no need to be so focus". I was right, right? Hahaha.

Okay, so Tanah Lot first. Yes, so nice. Calm. No wonder people would come here to pray and meditate. But I simply can't do that - cause there were a lot of tourist. Hahaha. It was really nice, I lost my words to describe this. Our tourist guide was a kind man, he knew what we needed. What I wanted. He kept telling the whole stories about Bali to us (sometimes I snored away, Ameerul listened to him with a full concentration) but it was interesting.

We stopped by Pandawa Beach and Nusa Dua to pray. And to eat ayam betutuk (not again, thanks) at the famous restaurant there. And what's interesting for me was that mosque in Nusa Dua which was located next to 4 other places of worship (Catholics church, Protestants church, Hindu temple and Buddhist temple).

Anddd to see how the locals processed the Luwak coffee. Nay Nescafe, you shouldn't feel threatened. I'm still gonna choose you over the bitter Luwak coffee. Hahaha. But everyone should see Ameerul's face when he tried ginger coffee cause they also served another 12 cups of variety of coffee. Funnayyy. Not a big problem for me - hot ginger drink is my monthly drink routine.

Oh yes, Uluwatu finally! Much less like Tanah Lot. Cause it's a temple. But the scenery there was totally breathtaking. Couldn't stop taking Boomerang shots and amazed by the beauty of the waves. Awhh. Major love!

And then we moved to see a romantic sunset in New Kuta.

Uluwatu Temple and the head of...some boy.

Hahahaha.

beach boy

Just thought that Ameerul needs his own post on how much he loved nature while we were in Bali. Not just Bali! Well, I deserve a blog post of myself too, since I needed to be with him all the time and sitting next to him accompanying him enjoying the beach breeze. Like what?! Hahaha.

(I'm not a travel blogger, so don't expect anything haha).

So, Kuta Beach. It was nice, but too crowded. Maybe because it was near to Kuta town that it became the easiest access to everyone. It was 10 minutes away by foot from our first hotel. It was nearbyto a mall - Beachwalk Mall I think, Hard Rock too and many more. So it was much less like the hot spot for the tourists. I personally didn't like the idea of staying here for a long time, cause it's too crowded. Literally crowded. Yeah, maybe it was on weekend, but still weekdays also the same. But someone loved it here, so we (I) needed to stay hahaha.

Next, Segara Beach. Niceeee. Much better than Kuta Beach. Actually all beaches look the same to me. With the waves, sand and all. But this one's better because it was a lot less calmer than the previous one. Still, a lot of people came here too, but this one's overlooking a shopping mall. Hahaha so no wonder I gave it a credit lol. I mean, it was a win-win situation right, for both of us. 

And then, my favvvvv beach of all! Pandawa Beach! Wohooo. The best ever. I wish I could swim in here. It was a clean, crystal clear beach. But we can't because we were on our way to Uluwatu, so we just stopped here for a while. I really loved it here. Nice, clean, calm and not crowded. And of course the beach boy loved it so so so much. He told me so many times that he just wanted to stay there for a day. No, we can't dude. Gather your sense. Haha. So he decided to play by the seaside, immersing his both feet for the first time in Bali, guys. Cause it was so tempting and it's just so rude not to do that to the perfect beach. Awhh, even the hate-the-hot-places girl woman like me also wanted one. Hehehe. 

And Dreamland Beach in New Kuta. Not in Kuta but somewhere in a new developing town called New Kuta. Also nice but we were already in love with Pandawa Beach so we felt like nothing left we wanted to see hahaha so useless both of us. We were just here for sunset by the way. 

To be honest, I didn't really like the idea of the beach. Cause it's too sandy hahaha oh my god I'm so spoiled. Yesss, the sand will follow you to the hotel room and you'll just get itchy by that. It sticks to your shawls and clothes. Even your hotel bathroom showers salty water. Hahaha. But yes, you got someone opposite to you. I got Ameerul, the beach lover.

 What. A. Luck.

Hahaha. So, wish me luck.

eat, pray, love

Hahahaha.

Naah! Just because we were in Bali. But I swear, we weren't really "eat, pray, love" there. Yeahh, probably putting on "love" element a little bit. But most of the time, we were just... be us. Haha. We fought. We argued. Then only we loved. And the cycle repeated. Hahaha I swear I felt like going on a trip with my best friend. We can just relax, be ourselves, teased each other, wrestled each other (read: tickled my bone cause I'm so skinny I have no fat hahaha). And that's how I dreamed it to be. Not necessary to be in love all the time.

So how was Bali? Bali was sooooo nice. I mean, Bali itself. Minus the people. I don't really prefer crowded (and hot) places (read: Egypt hahaha) but yeah Bali was so beautiful. The beaches, the waterfall, the greens and all. Ameerul loved the beaches so much, I just knew, that he could be there for a long period of time just staring at the waves with a total dont-talk-to-me kind of concentration. Oh god. I thought he must be in a deep thought about something then later he said, "That waves used to be strong a while ago". W.E.I.R.D. I married a weird nature lover. Hehehe. While I am more to a history lover.

We'd been there for 6 days and 5 nights. Not too long but not too short, just nice that we were able to have some good times for ourselves after those tired phase of wedding. Just chilling by the beaches - almost everyday zzz and strolling around Kuta town, by foot that we insisted we were a total tourist we should explored everything by our own hahahaha not funny. Kuta town was near to our hotel by the way. We didn't take any tour to anywhere except to Uluwatu and Tanah Lot.

We learnt a lot about each other throughout this trip. He may not be the same person you've ever knew for 6 years until you live with him. He's normal by the way haha don't worry. It's just that I was able to learn a new side of him that made me fell in love with him even deeper. And also a new side of him that sometimes you just wanted to strangle him hahaha, I did that by the way, literally. And that's when he tickled my rib bone zzz.

And also this would be a very meaningful trip for both of us too. It's our first trip together by the way. We felt rather sad as well because we both knew we didn't have much time left before I flew back to Egypt for another 1 year, so we tried our best to just spend our time wisely together. That's sad. He said this to me when he stared at the waves at the beach then he held my hand while saying, "I'm gonna miss you". God, just thank God. He's normal after all, thinking about me, not only about that freaking waves pattern hahaha.

But anyway, it was just perfect there. With him. And everything.

 Our first hotel.

The truth was; we still felt awkward to hug each other in a photo, publicly hahaha.

Can someone move the woman? Hahaha

In front of our second hotel. 

Short people problem. When you're just as tall as his chest. But my face matters more. Lol.

just married

 17 September 2016.

Still feel like a dream. I finally got married to my fiance (he's been my boyfriend for 6 years by the way - too long that too many things that we've been through together). Definitely one of my accurate decisions in my life, marrying this boy.

Still can't believe that we're both now a husband and a wife. I have a huge hope that he will be able to lead me to the Allah's path. Also, may we both are able to protect our marriage and live happily in dunya and in Jannah as well.

I'm just married, guys! :) *feeling emotional*

More wedding stories coming up! *warning*

dean's list

Ameerul just graduated (not yet having convocation) his Engineering school around last month. I must say, what a perfect ending for him. Cause I know how much he struggled for his degree. And just how many sleepless nights he'd been through. Of course, I'm proud.

Because he got a Dean's List for his final semesterrr! Yayy! How can I not proud?!

I called him one morning, he said, "I'm at the post office right now. I have some good news, I'll call you back".

Oh, okay. I couldn't guess any. I'd genuinely thought it was all about our wedding plan, so I patiently waited. He came home and texted me his result. I stared for a quite some time, switching my eyes between his GPA and his name. Again to his GPA and his name. Okay, this is really his, I said.

Not that I didn't believe him, but yeah couldn't believe my eyes!

My fiance managed to raise his CGPA, as he wished! Wohoo. I was extra happy for him, cause I remember he said he really wanted to do better for his final year. He had a constant aim to raise his CGPA and to get himself a Dean's List (He didn't say it directly, but I understand his target).

All of his efforts are paid off now. He made his dream came true.

I congratulated him the whole day hahaha cause I knew exactly how much he wanted this, I simply just wanna make him feel appreciated, then he said, "Okay, you may stop now". Hahaha.

Then, I asked, "What do you want for a present?"

He said, "Nothing. Just you."

Me, "Okay, we'll be getting married anyway".

Alright. Easy, right? I didn't have to reward him with anything. Haha.

darah manis

How sweet is my blood right now?

Malay people regards anyone who will get married as darah manis. I've been receiving this a lot lately especially a month before my wedding. And they say, the darah manis people are so fragile; they tend to get sick easily, they will get hurt physically easily, cannot meet the partner too often (I skip this one) and they need to be extra extra extra careful of what they do.

Not sure if Malay people are overthinking hahaha or is it something that we just need to be careful of.

My aunts won't let me do any heavy chores, they worry if I scratch myself. Mak was so worried letting me go on board the plane the other day, she kept saying I was darah manis. Ameerul's mom too said, "Take care, darah manis now".

 Now I feel like I own a new position in society hahaha.

Shushy is cooler about this, she too keeps saying I need to take care of myself but she's pretty cool handling anything that happened to me. I got sick the other day and all that she said was, "It's normal for darah manis people to be sick. You just relax and take Fisherman's Friends".

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Meanwhile my parents are just so cool. They don't have any problem letting me go anywhere. Cause I live with my parents right now, and the only thing that they've concerned so much is my eating pattern. They just want me to eat well so I won't get sick. That's all. (All parents are like that).

Ameerul on the other hand is so gelabah. Hahaha. He keeps worrying about me. I can't move! When I was out, he's just so worried and said, "Take care darah manis". When I coughed, he said, "When will you be fine? We just have 2 weeks to go. Take care darah manis". When I ate, "Eat a lot darah manis".

Zzzz hahaha.Chill okay? You don't have to include darah manis in every sentences!

And speaking about him, he's still sick. And he doesn't like medicine. While I am here already finished my second strips of Panadol because of my I-don't-know-where's-coming-from headache. Sigh. I am too dependent on Panadol everytime I get headache. Ameerul's so worried about my kidney, he said, "You know exactly the side effects of Panadol, right? Remember you are darah manis now". Hahaha now he's all over that again!

solemnization dress

What's so hard to decide about is the colour. All colours are pretty.

I wanted it to be soft yellow, then I thought off white would be nice as well. Then, why not beige?

Ameerul was simple, "I don't really mind, as long as it's not pink". Must be easy being a man.

One morning in last November, his mom sent me a few pictures of a beautiful lacey fabric, she said, "Cantik tak?"

Yes, so cantik. I fell in love with them, I thought to myself that it would have been really nice if I could get that. But I was in Egypt and it's so far away from me, how could I asked her to help me buy that.

But she said, "I already bought them for you two. It's peach."

OH MY GOD. So happpyyyyy!

Hahaha. I instantly imagined how Ameerul would act. Cause I knew he wouldn't agree with this colour. But one thing for sure, he would agree with anything that his parents has decided. Anything.

I asked, "Did Ashraf know about this?"

Her mom said, "No, you tell him".

Hahaha yes. I can't wait. I forwarded him the pictures and asked, "Cantik tak?"

He said, "Cantik sangat sayang".

The climax, "Kan? Your mom already bought them for us. It's in peach".

Silence. 

Hahahaha. 

Then he started to speak, "Why? Why it's peach? I don't want peach."

Me, "I thought u said you are fine with anything except pink."

Him, "Yaaa, pink. And peach".

Lol. So fun seeing him suffer like this.

I said, "So maybe the moral value here is, always get yourself involve with the preparation. Don't just say, I'm fine with anything. Hehehe".

He replied, " Ahhhhh, how now?".

Hahahaha.

Can't stop laughing for 2 days. 

We'll still go with peach. And he started to accept the fact that we would be in peach. So jambu, right? I can't wait.

But now, another headache, what design should I choose? All are pretty, I'm confused.

Bridesmaid

I don’t really have enough time to travel to all places to deliver my wedding invitation cards, cause you know firstly, I come back home quite late, so I really have to spend my time wisely and secondly, my friends are utterly scattered all over Malaysia! It’s impossible to just go to Penang to hand the card to Irfan then go further to Perlis to see Iffa. I mean, you think I own a private jet or what? Hahaha.

And yes thank god we have Facebook now (Mark Zuckerberg really helps in all way!) that I can just send them the invitation online. How easy the life is! But since they’ve limited the number of guests, now up to 500 guests only zzz, so I need to go through all my friends properly and select the suitable ones.

Mark needs to understand, we Malay people just need to invite all the friends as a sign of a common courtesy. Of course, not everyone could come. They may have their own priority, but dear Mark, we just gotta invite them okay.

So I thought I made a perfect decision, until…

Two goons appeared.

Shushy commented on the invitation page wall saying she couldn’t come. While inserting her ‘emotion’ as sad, she said she’s too getting married on the same day as mine.

Guys, she’s totally single and not interested in marriage, until now. She’s really bored and tried being playful here. I played along, of course.

I said, “Yeah, feel sad too. It’s okay, we can exchange the door gifts later”.

Then another goon, Syad came. She added, “Me too. Not sure if I could come. We’ll see”.

Hahaha.

Ladies and gentlemen, those goons are happened to be my bridesmaids. And they always think they’re funny – which I don’t get them sometimes.

But for sure, these people surely had so much time.

Oh yes, I had some leisure time too, so I said, “ Don’t come you people, not gonna be enough rice”.

So now, I am their goon.

 Hahaha.

braces update

When I told my dentist that I’m getting married this summer break, he paused for a few minutes, pouting his lips, his hand on chin while staring deeply into his clinic wall, he continued “I don’t think we can get your teeth done before that”.

I know it! “Told ya already but you still procrastinating!” – I said in my heart.

Okay, keep calm Qissy. You are just a patient, not a dentist! Hahaha.

Anyway, it wasn’t a surprise. I’ve expected it to be like this and I’m ready to just carry these metals along with me on the pelamin.

All that he did was fixing my braces tightly, because I will be away from him for 2 months. And of course, the colour of my rubber!

That was tough. But thank god Dr Ahmed wasn’t like any other typical man who would just simply give up with the women being all fussy about the colours.

When he put the wire over my teeth, I noticed he tried to take a pink rubber to seal the wire. I was freak out! Cause it wasn’t a normal pink guys, it was a bright pink. Very bright. I hate to admit, my teeth are slightly yellowish now since I’m wearing braces for almost a year already. So, naah. Bright pink rubber and off white teeth = contraindicated!

When he tried to put the pink rubber, I was kinda afraid to say no. I wasn’t that friendly with Dr Ahmed. He’s my new orthodontist by the way. My former one was Dr Mahmoud – wonder where he went. But this is my future, I said in my heart. This pink colour will stay forever in my wedding pictures.

I tried to be brave, with my mouth wide open since I still had a long wire lining on my upper teeth waiting to be sealed with that rubbers, I raised my hand and waved it, “La’a”. It means no in Arabic.

He looked confused. I added, “I don’t want pink. Can I have a dark colour?”

Now he understand. He replied, “Uh oh. You want this?”, showing me bright blue.

“No”, I replied. Oh my god, I didn’t want to be so fussy. But I said, “Maybe maroon?”

“Hahahaha”, he laughed. Oh god, thank god he laughed. It meant we weren’t really in a tense. He’s friendly anyway, he’s not like what I thought about him. Now I liked him, my new orthodontist. How could I ever think of him as a no-fun dentist? Bad me! And now I could be fussy, perhaps? Hahaha.

Then he said, “Alright. I will put all different colours on you and then you can choose”.

See? Isn’t his wife so lucky? Must be so cool having him as a shopping companion. Oh by the way, my old dentist also was so cool too. Dr Mahmoud gave me a box of full of different colour of rubbers for me to choose while he fixed my teeth. Yes on that bloody chair. So u can imagine me lying down on the dental chair, opening my mouth while holding the box up in the air thinking what colour to choose. Lol. Totally understand how to deal with female patients.

So anyway, Dr Ahmed put a black rubber, next to that bright pink and then an orange rubber.  He added, "You don't like pink? I think this pink's nice". Nayy, bad taste you Doctor. Just stay cool there and don't try to choose that pink again - you're gonna lose your coolness. Then he asked his assistant to bring me a mirror for me to see my teeth on that.

Hmmm. So hard, I know. This couldn’t be done in minutes. The image of my wedding dress appeared. Then the pelamin. Oh god. Give me the whole day please? Hahaha #overacting

Alright. “I want this”, showing the emerald green rubbers in the box.

“Hahahaha. This?”. God! He laughed again. Now we’re friends! Hahaha. “Okay”.

So yes, emerald green for my 2-months braces rubber. I like it, it isn’t that obvious but it won’t get stained easily. Plus I couldn’t find any dental clinic here that can fix my braces. So, let’s just play it safe.

Teeth update: My teeth moved. Slightly. Only.

Sigh.

Bridal shower

I sensed something strange was happening around when my cousin, Ina kept texting me even before I touched down to Malaysia from Egypt. She needed the exact date on when I would be free and she said she really needed to see me. Guys, Ina is someone who always has something going on on her mind, she’s like the natural event planner. I knowwww. She did the same during my other cousin’s wedding. And now, it’s my turn.

She would gather all of my friends, I didn’t know since when. But one time, when she called me to ask me about tonight’s dinner, she said, “Can you pass the phone to Ameerul?”. They talked for quite some time then I asked Ameerul, “Are you planning a bridal shower for me?”

Ameerul be like, “Errr.. what’s that? No lah”.

Guys, it meant yes. I know my man.

He never succeeds on making any surprise on me. I always got to know everything ahead.

(He forgot my middle name, FBI)

But I needed to know what’s going to happen tonight. I said to him “I’m not going there tonight.” He said, “But we promised them”.

Okay. I told my Mak again, “Don’t feel like going there tonight”. Mak really had no choice so she spilled all the secrets. Mak and Ameerul warned me to not tell Ina about this hahaha. It was so funny seeing how hard they tried to persuade me to join them. It was so funny. Okay guys, I actually really wanted to go to the dinner. I just teased them okay, but I’d never knew Mak and Ameerul were so afraid until they spilled all the secrets hahaha.

So we promised to meet at 8 pm. I knew Shushy would be there as well. And it was the first time Shushy and the other Dolls met my cousins (Ina and Baby), so you can see now how diligent Ina was haha. Ameerul picked me up at 8.30 pm and he said, “Please don’t let them know that I’ve told you everything”. Babe, he can’t be a special force agent, failed! Haha.

When I reached there, I sneaked through the door for quite some time. And those people just didn’t realize. Oh god, look at them playing with my balloons. Taking my crown and wore it. Posing some selfies with my crown some more. So rude, no self control these people! Hahaha.

I entered the café silently and went straight to the table. Yes, they were all so surprised hahaha. They really had no choice but to just laugh! Failed, you guys. Now you know why I am the real FBI agent hahaha.

I made the entrance again and now we were all seated just to find another surprise for me and Ameerul. Cakes, balloons and all.

We just laughed and laughed until midnight. Shushy slept over at my Mak’s house with me, it was so long since we both catch up with each other’s stories.

That night, it means a lot to me. I'm blessed. :)