A 6.5 to 7

I am not going to say I have quite high level of spiciness but I love spicy food!

At one point in UK I was just making plain tomyam soup (literally just water and tom yam paste) with cili padi just because I felt like I need that "kick" for my taste bud/throat and stomach. 

Back in Sheffield, our favourite Asian restaurant would rate their spiciness on a scale of 1 to 10 with 10 being I-think-your-head-can-actually-explode kind of spicy and 1 being you-coward! My level was always 5.5 or 6 and any beyond that is literally just as good as eating cili paste. 

In Malaysia, I've failed to find any fried rice that can match the yummy-ness of Yummy's fried rice, but I recently discovered World's 3rd Spiciest Instant Noodles and boy, do I love it! I remember when I was actually sick and was put under house arrest for a week, I asked Zawir to bring me like 5 bowls of those noodles. 

It is so sedap to eat it with nuggets zomgggg. This would've been so perfect on those cold winter nights!

Last weekend I got a care package from Zayana and it contained a pack of Maggi's Kari Cili Api instant noodles with a note: "I couldn't find the Korean noodles"

Me: I'm so tempted to try the noodles, but maybe I shouldn't (considering I spent the wee hours of the morning before puking my guts out -.-).. What level of spiciness are we talking here?

Zayana: Well... If I'm using Yummy's level, it'll be 6.5-7..

That would mean I'd be curling up into a ball after every 2-3 spoons of the food guys.. Should I?

**edit**

I tried the Maggi Kari Cili Api.. There was nothing Cili or Api about it -___- 

Sunday Night/Early Monday Morning

Last Sunday night I joined one of the firm's CSR events - it was in collaboration with a local soup kitchen. The event finished about 11.30PM/12.00AM and since majority of us were hangry, we decided to stop by the nearest McDonald's for supper.  - I swear the waitress probably thought I was desperate when I asked her, "Kak, that like few bits of curly fries letak dalam saya punya normal fries sekali boleh?" :D (they were out of curly fries). 

After that the initial plan was to drop me and a couple of work friends back to my car at the first distribution point. There were 4 (Arinah, Dee, Roy and me) of us in the car, Arinah and Roy actually remembered the initial plan whereas Dee and I completely forgot about it. Funny thing is, we were the two people showing the way back to Dee's place because that's where Roy parked his car too.

Once we reached Dee's housing area, I began searching for my car...

....

Hrmm.. That's Roy's car.. Where did I park my car?

....

Me: DUDEEE! Where's my car?!

The rest: ....... Wait, what?!

All of us: OH. MY. GOD! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

I swear I had a moment thinking my car got stolen..

Saturday Evening

So continuing my happening Friday night story (seriously guys - all my managers were out partying at Zouk, and somehow all the associates ended up home/ not joining.. #23goingon32), this was how my Saturday evening was spent..

Mummy said we should go to Naelofar cause I told her they have new tudung style and I asked "Now?". This was her reply..

#igotitfrommymama

So I thought I'd share it with Zayana, because as you can tell from her picture, she's Sadness..

I like how she knows which picture I was talking about #clingyforlaife #tilJannah

To understand why I am so tired, let me tell you about my daily life in a working week - On Monday I am pretty chilled, just cleaning up some stuff that came in over the weekend and planning for the end of the week (workwise, I wish I was planning for the weekend!), by Tuesday before lunch things would normally start gaining momentum and by Thursday morning I'd basically have heart palpitations because of high adrenaline and by midday Friday I let out a huge sigh (normally in my head, but last Friday I sighed-out-loud and one of my colleague heard and laughed, "So done with work too eh?") and by 3PM on Friday I'm ready to knock myself out in bed. 

I can't remember what was the conversation about, but basically I replied in a defeated tone and my manager laughed, "Ahahaha why you sound so sad?!".

So yeahhhh. But for the time being, let's just say it's all Zayana's fault..

#Fridaynightfeels

My last 4 tweets have been: 

At 7PM on a Friday night.. 

This was me on Friday morning at 7.50AM

This was me before Friday..

This is me on Tuesday.. (because Monday was a public holiday)

Surely you can get the idea of how my week went no? 

Kids, stay in school. 

Forever

My family was doing some throwbacks the other day in the chat group, and it involved a lot of my cute childhood pictures along with some nostalgic photos of my family members (like my aunt's/uncle's wedding, the Euro trip my family took together, my mum's graduation ceremony where daddy's parents attended, daddy sending mummy off at the airport and yadaa3). 

However what struck me most was the Euro trip my family (including with my cousins/uncles/aunts) took.

As you can tell, I was no more than 5 years old during this trip but I realised it was during this trip that the idea of studying abroad was instilled in my head. 

I distinctly remember that I was so amazed with like the Disneyland castle (it was my first time seeing the castle in real life, kalau tak it was always from the movies' opening sequence), the snow, and the weather. I told my parents that I wanna live here (Europe) or at least come here a lot more. Of course 5 years old me had no idea about currency exchange and what not back then, all I cared about was having Disneyland nearby, hehe. 

During this trip was when Mummy and Daddy told me that in order for me to come here more often, I had to study really hard and get good grades. Then I can study abroad and get good jobs, and bring my own family to Europe. 

Something so simple yet it stuck with me forever. 

My parents has given me the good basics in life and I just hope when the time comes I will be able to raise my kids with all the values they've instilled in me and take them and my parents to Europe with my own money.

Dear God, have mercy on my parents as how they did in looking after me when I was small.