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. 

What Do You Want?

On weekdays I pretty much have a fixed schedule. I wake up, I go to work, I have lunch, I have more work, I go home, have dinner and then bug Mummy.

I would drag myself to her room - by drag I really do walk run to her room and plop myself on her bed, next to her. Most of the time she's either with one of her many gadgets - woman has a Kindle, a tablet and two phones. If she's holding a paper, I normally just close back her room door and go back to my room. - so that's when I begin yapping to her about my day(s).

I like to talk to my mother about anything really, sometimes we talk about her Instagram - woman has Instagram, which she uses to stalk people handbags, jubah and tudung.. Sometimes I tell her about things I saw on MY Instagram - normally a cute bag, or shoes or even nicely decorated room. Sometimes I tell her about my life - like what I did at work today, or if I am confused/torn about something and need advice that sort of things. Sometimes she'd have to listen to artist gossips brought to her by Yours Truly - be in Bollywood or Malaysian artists.

As you can tell, this daily conversation we have mostly revolves around me talking. My mum's reaction to this daily routine of ours?

Mummy: Why are you so chatty today?

Me: Mother, if I'm not chatty today, you should be very worried.

or

Mummy: I'm tired. Can I have my quiet time now?

Me: Foineeeeeeeeeeee.... Nobody wanna layan meeeeeeeeeeeee, *BIIIIIG dramatic sigh and walks out from her room while she laughs/chuckles in the background*

or

Mummy: Sorry, what were you talking about? I was reading something

Me: Nobody listens to meeeeeeeeeeeee, *plops my face on her pillow*

Today I was reading Proudduck, and you know what Vivy's mum told her? Talking to your mother, spending time with your mother, even just looking or thinking of your mother gives you pahala.. 

Well guess what's my new reason was when Mummy asked me what I want when I went to talk to her just now? Hehehehehe. She can't possibly say no when her daughter is trying to get on God's good side now can she..

Simpler Days

Me: I'm trying to find a picture of me in Sheffield as a student to signifies the simpler days - do you know how hard that is?! It's like we've never left the house...
Zayana: We never left the house.. Especially you

It is hard! All the pictures of me in Sheffield when I'm not at my then-house are pictures of me either about to go shopping or with shopping bags (even if its just a Boots bag) -.-'' Speaks a lot about my student days eh...

But I guess those do signifies the simpler days - you don't worry about anything other than getting your ass to class, finish your tutorials, submit your assignments and sit for your exams. Everything else is covered - your grocery, shopping allowance, travelling logistics etc. 

As much as I enjoy my financial freedom (from my parents) and the fact that I no longer burden them, that's basically the only thing that's nice about adulthood - your monthly salary. Other than that, well, there is no other than that. 

You no longer have the time to do anything else on weekdays - any social outings, if its not important, it can wait til the weekend comes. Even on weekends you need to split time between going out with your friends, spending quality time with your family and running your personal errands. 

Fuuhhh. 

Being a working professional requires a lot of sacrifice guys, and I truly respect working parents. It is not easy, juggling your professional duties and personal commitments. All those years when I used to complain about Daddy working late, coming home late, picking me up from school late... I understand why now - sometimes shit happens at the very last minute requiring your immediate attention and there's no way to avoid it. 

So kudos to all parents out there who are working their butts off just to provide us our necessities. 

And to kids who rush to their adulthood, I can only say one thing - DON'T. When it comes, you'll be begging to snooze the alarm, go back to bed and purposely miss your 8AM lecture. 

I don't always miss my 8AM lecture.. 

Independence

Can't believe it's already the last week of August!

In three more weeks it'll be about a year since I started working, and honestly that's the sole reason why this blog is hardly updated. Teeheee!

But to be fair, working life has its own perks - being financially independent from your parents mostly. It took almost a year for that fact (above) to sink in. And I didn't even realise it til someone mentioned it.

"You know, besides Sya, everybody else is technically spending our parents' money for this"

It is so liberating to hear that! It's nice to know whatever I choose to do (whether the harmless going out for brunch/lunch/dinner etc, or going on trips locally or overseas) at the very least has no financial burden on my parents.

In honour of the month of Malaysian Independence, here are some of the highlights of my financial independence from this year:

p/s: The Japan trip did not make this #throwback as I did not pay for that myself (I just got back from Paris/London!)

So blessed to be able to visit a number of countries this year, alhamdulillah! Guess that Lady Dior isn't coming anytime soon.. Next challenge: An apartment! 

Extraordinary

Do you guys tell your boyfriend to watch an episode of your favourite TV show so that he'll get a "hint"? :p

Well, unfortunately for me, 9/10 times of the time Zawir hardly listens to me. So instead of telling him to watch the TV show, I'll just say directly what I want him to pick up.. 

Me: Sayangggggggg, Derek just died! And before he died he was telling Mer how much he loves her and their family and how he's completely happy with his family life, and he doesn't need anything more and how he wants more kids.. And then he dieeeeeddddddd!

Zawir: Uhuh, yeah okay 

......

Me: My eyes are so puffy now.. Derek is so sweet... 

Zawir: Okay

... *Idiot guy happily typing away finishing his 1001 assignments and ignoring me*

Me: YOU HAVE TO LOVE ME LIKE HOW DEREK LOVES MER!

Zawir: That's a TV show sayang, it doesn't happen in real life

Pfft please, if my mother can say that to me and not burst my bubble, this guy doesn't stand a chance!

Me: I don't care, it's not an unrealistic thing to expect. If you'd watch the episode then you'd get what I mean! 

This happened like a month ago guys.. (I think Derek Shepherd died about a month ago?)

Now that Zawir is done with his Uni and just waiting for his graduation, he literally has nothing to do guess which TV show he decided to watch?!

Yeahp, you guessed it! 

But instead of watching the episode I told him to watch he chose to watch from Season 1.

He's like up to Season 4 now (seriously, too free this guy!) and suddenly at work I got a message: 

"S04E17, the last part. Okay?"

And I'm like "Wtf is season 4 episode 17....."

Awwww schucks! 

Me: I watched the scene! So sweet!

Zawir: Yeahp! You have to make me a candle house!

...... TOTALLY BACKFIRED GUYS! 

p/s: He's still has not watch the episode I was talking about! -.-