Black Cards

Last weekend I was cleared from my house arrest and I need to go to Sephora considering my Argan Oil was victimised.. So eventhough Zawir offered to take me to Sephora (people just seriously become nicer to you when you're sick man.. Especially Zayana coming to see me, Zayana never comes to see me :p) I know I have to go to Sephora with non-other than Yasmin. I mean honestly, Zawir would have rushed me like crazy, I might just get another asthma attack out of stress, hehe I kid. 

Anyways, Min took us to Mid Valley as the last Sephora trip we took (with Zoe) to Bukit Bintang was less than fruitful for me. We went there with a specific list of things in mind; for me I need to get my Argan Oil (I swear this thing is amazing! I can't use Argan Oil for my hair as it dries it out, somehow, but it works wonder for my skin!), a mascara (I just love how it looks so natural whilst enhancing your lashes!), a lipbalm that doubles as a lipstick and an eyebrow gel, and as for Yasmin she wanted to get a blusher. 

Fast forward 5 hours (you read that right.. FIVE!) we came back with more than we planned for. Oops! Thank God for the exclusive 20% of for Black Card holders though.. 

p/s: I managed to find the lipstick at the Dior boutique in Pavilion. 

Also I think I am so outdated guys in the beauty world (not that I was ever advanced in it pun..). How did I not know there's a Jo Malone in Malaysia?! I love Jo Malone's perfumes and used it every day while in UK. I remember Farmie saying even my sweater smells like "me" (the perfume) when she borrowed it. 

But damn, the struggle is real when you're paying 200+ for a perfume whereas in UK you pay like GBP40. #firstworldproblems

Definitely need to make a trip back to Mid Valley one day when I'm done with my current and next perfume that my mum passed to me. Please Malaysian economy, be better so the exchange rate will decrease. Aminnnnn

Moments

While cleaning up my study table, I realise the two Disneyland albums I bought with the intention to fill them in with memories created during the separate trips were pretty much empty.

One was so empty, the plastic cover was still wrapping it.. Hehehe.

So obviously, the tak-reti-duduk-diam in me quickly browsed through all the photos I took during the trip and made a quick order to get them printed. The next day, I got them back and well, the rest is history.



p/s: If you're wondering, the photo frames also were bought months ago for the same reason, and still empty because of the same reason. Hehe.

I think all in all the "unplanned holiday" was definitely a way for God to tell me to slow down child and work on other things that is well, not work.

Now that I've started on this project I realise, I have way more photos to print (Japan & Bali trip)! Hopefully it doesn't take me another year to get that one done, hehe.

On that note - why don't people print photos anymore? I was ecstatic when I got the freshly printed photos, to a point where I even ignored Zawir for like a good few hours, trust me, it's not easy for me to ignore someone when I was that bored. I just love going through the photos again, reliving the moments. And now when people come over, they have things to "read"!

7 Years

Here's the thing - every time I sign in my Blogger, I'll be greeted with not one, but several blogs on my dashboards, and they are all mine. Hehheh *insert sweat-face-smiling emoji*. That's what happens ladies and gentlemen when you have been blogging for years and jump platform (Xanga, Blogpost, Tumblr, Wordpress) every few years. Out of all my years of blogging, Blogspot has been the frequently used one, given the number of times I've returned to it and started a new blog, hehheh *insert sweat-face-smiling emoji again*

So as I was about to update my blog recently, I thought about why I have so many blogs and how I don't have the heart to delete them as they're basically my diary (I think my last personal diary entry was like Form 1, at the latest). Did you know one of my favourite past time is to actually read the old posts?

Suddenly I had a light bulb moment - why do I need to keep them in separate blogs when I can actually just import them into this blog!?!

*ding ding ding, Aisya has finally got the point ladies and gentlemen, few years too late..*

I thought, 

Hesitant-Aisya: Maybe you didn't keep it in one place because you didn't want anybody else to read it

YOLO-Aisya: If you didn't want anybody to know (read it) you wouldn't post it online

Hesitant-Aisya: Do you really want people to know about your past?

YOLO-Aisya: The blogs were public at some point of your life, so there are already people who already know your past.. Plus, what "past" - you were basically a nerd (I know guys, I re-read my posts..)

Hesitant-Aisya: But your writing style is different.. It'll totally clash with how your writing style is now

YOLO-Aisya: But my personality is about the same.. Plus, people change as they grow. 

And thus YOLO-Aisya won and I began exporting from the old and importing to the current. Immediately after I began texting people - mostly my friends that were frequently mentioned in my old blogs. 

"I feel obligated to tell you guys this - my old blogs are being transferred to my current one. So old pictures will resurface. DO NOT SAY I DIDN'T WARN YOU!"

I am a considerate friend aren't I? Hehe. And to my surprise they all actually loved the idea and were looking forward to walk down memory lane - "Thank God you blogged like crazy last time! I barely have any pictures from the past!".. Urr, you're welcome!(?) 

So now you have it, 2007 - 2015. 7, almost 8, years of my life (sans 2011-2012 though, stupid me got way too emo and deleted that blog... grrr)!! I can't remember my Xanga password, or I could've included 2006 too - the year I started blogging. 

Now everybody will know when I say I was very, very dark in high school (under high-school drama label).. I don't mean like I was a gothic/emo-punk-rock kid, I meant like my skin was actually darker, think 3 shades darker.

p/s: While writing this post, I just had another revelation - Did I really have the same email address since 2007? O.O I thought I had it while I was in college, hahaha. Because I remember using the other email with the word "glam" and "barbie" throughout highschool.... *insert blush emoji*

Treasure

When I first got admitted to the hospital, I was so bored!

We came in the morning thinking I only need a nebuliser dose and then off I go my merry way.. No one thought I was going to be hospitalised, so clearly I did not bring back up entertainment.

While waiting for reinforcement (read: someone to get me my laptop and Hindi movies DVD from home), I had very little to survive on (read: my phone). 

That's when I discovered iMovie for iPhone! I knew about the app that came with the iOS update eons ago, but I never actually tried it. And when I did, boy I was so impressed! 

I was able to create a vlog easily AND not to mention the quality is just as good as produced on the laptop (if not better!). I no longer have to spend time transferring the videos between my phone and laptop, and I do not have to sit and endure neck/shoulder pains while editing due to the heavy weight of my laptop. 

So yeah, you can expect a few vlogs update coming your way after this, as I had a really long resting time.. :p

Starting with the vlog of the day Zoe, Min & I spent before Zoe left for UK, again.. :"(

This depicts how we normally spend our time together. 

Unplanned Vacation

Hi guys! 

So if you've been following me on my Instagram, you'd know that about a week ago I was admitted to a hospital. Basically what happened was, I had a severe bronchial asthma due to a chest infection that was probably from the dirty polluted air Malaysian is experiencing. As such, I (read: My doctor and mother) strongly advise you guys to wear a mask, even if it's just from your front door to your car.. 

Tbh though, I did have an asthma attack about a month back. It was so scary waking up in the middle of the night with breathing difficulties, however lucky for me, during the first attack I was able to control my asthma after excessively pumping steroids into my body through my inhaler.. The second time however, even after 20 minutes of trying, my body was simply not responding to the medication anymore. So off we went to the hospital's emergency room it was at 4.30AM. 

Doctors decided to detain me as even after multiple nebulisers and an injection, my air passage still isn't fully cleared. After God 5 nebulisers in a day and three terrible peak flow readings, my doctor decided to detain me for another two days! 

& Here I thought the only holiday I'd have in October would be that one day of public holiday... 

During my entire stay at the hospital I had a few lovely visitors (you people who I consider as my close friends who did not even text me after liking my Instagram are so getting it from me fyi, do not say I did not warn you! I wouldn't hold a fork against you for not asking about me if you did not like that photo cause that'd mean you didn't know, but liking it and then not even a comment?!... Who does that -__-) as my "holiday companion", moderate quality hospital food as "local cuisine", and pushed around in a wheelchair as my "transportation".

When life give you lemons.. Teehehe

It was also my first time being admitted ever! So coooooooooool. 

Anyways due to the seriousness of the attack (my heart was beating at a rate >160bpm and I turned into a Smurf for awhile as my body was not getting enough oxygen. Mother cooly said "You would've died" when I asked her what happens if my heart rate reaches its max, i.e approximately 190bpm.... Tengs), the doctors extended my "vacation" over the next week (SCORE!) but I was basically under house arrest.. (When I was in the ER, mother won't even let me talk...... BUT SHE KEPT ASKING ME QUESTIONS zzzzzzzz!)

So basically, I had a lot of freetime. 

If you've ever been creepy enough and stalked me, you'd know that I am not one who can just sit still, heck, I even have to shake my leg before I sleep.. That's how much I literally cannot stay still.. So the whole cannot-go-out-cannot-go-up-and-down-the-stairs-just-rest thing is a very foreign concept to me. Plus, one can only sleep so much in a day and it's not like you can just sleep through the day cause you actually have to wake up every few hours and eat your meds... *pulls on hair, grrr!*

Let's just say, after a week of resting, I now have a super organised room and a clean (almost shiny I'd say) bathroom. Oh and I'm also updated on ALL my TV shows, including YouTube channels that I follow. 

I should seriously start reading again. But Shah Rukh Khan is calling.

p/s: Regarding the friend thing, not that I actually crossed check who liked it and who didn't ask, but you know, just in case there is such a person.. you should feel very guilty.