Farewell - Perpisahan

I'm a very sensitive person. I get sentimental easily. Easily feel bad for people. BUT I never really show it to avoid being dramatic. Trust me, I am a crybaby. 

Maybe it's because I only have lived for over 20 years in this world and I'm still learning to let go and accepting fate. I used to get attached easily but learned to overcome that after uni. If it's meant to be, then it'll mean to be. Semuanya atas kehendakNya. 

I had gone through a few farewells and it's still sad each time. Remembering how close we can get to a used-to-be-stranger and share all stories but then have to part ways while keeping all the memories with us. Farewell is good, it taught us growth, treasure the present moments-appreciate while they are still here and all. 

Trust me, I hate farewells but I also appreciate the concept of parting ways - we don't belong anywhere yet people make us feel belonged while it lasts and I tend to appreciate the people more when we part ways. We can't stay in one phase forever, it's either people change or you change. 

I recently have ended my apprenticeship and had to be the first to say goodbye to everyone. It was very very sad. I cried 2 weeks earlier in my bedroom, thinking that I'll be leaving such great colleagues and good people there. Was preparing my farewell speech but didn't get to say it out loud because I was too 'sebak' but no worries, I managed to text everyone on how thankful I am for them. Alhamdulillah, this apprenticeship had taught me a lot - even helped me in developing my personality. 

Will forever be grateful, dan terhutang budi dengan orang-orang di situ. I'll pray for the best for every single one of them in that department. Terima kasih sebab jadi orang-orang yang baik, yang sabar, yang banyak membantu. 

I know this is not a goodbye. We'll meet again one day inshaAllah. 

OVERCONSUMPTION. OVERCONSUMPTION. OVERCONSUMPTION.

 The influences in consumerism is insane nowadays! 

Was scrolling on a 'clock' app yesterday, found a video of person using a nokia button phone, attached beg kuning on it too. At that moment, I realized that enough is enough. 

I can't enjoy this app like back then. It's full of affiliate content these days. 

People keep buying things they don't need. And for what reason? Because everyone else have it? Because it's trending? 

I understand if it's a necessity but-

buying an extra stuff just because it's cute while u just bought the same thing last month but in different color is just insane. 

Trust me, it's a waste of money and a waste of space. 

(The intention of this post is purely as a reminder to me. A victim of consumerism as well. I can't look at any cute items anymore...I must stand on what I posted. I must learn to buy less. I must use things until it breaks. Unless.......if it's really cute..........but again, I must be strong!!)

rastu rasty

My English is getting worse now. It's so bad compared to my 17 year old English essay. Hence, the comeback post for this blog. 

Not much update I can give to you but I'm currently doing an apprenticeship program at this one organization in KL. Perhaps i'll get in but in different department, lol. Oh, I'm a fresh (not so fresh) graduated now. Ended my degree last year and currently have 4 months left for my apprenticeship. 

Honestly, there's not much interesting story to tell but maybe it's due to my bad memory. Well, maybe I have many fun stories if I'm showing a bit more enthusiasm in life. Kidding (not really. help. I wish i'm enthusiast enough and yes, I need to work on my boring life) 

Hm.

Let me think. Do I have any good stories to tell? 

Haa! 

There was this one time, during peak hour in the morning. You know how packed the train is, I was literally glued to the door on my left side (nearly squashed but not squashed yet) and I was facing this guy and he was facing me too. I couldn't even pretend to look at my phone cause I couldn't move (it was packed, yes, that kind of packed that I can't even move my arms) so I looked at the window. Watching the scenery in the morning. PJ in the morning is so pretty (from the LRT's pov). 

"Next station is Universiti" and my side of the train was facing the highway not the station. All of sudden, the door made a weird sound almost like it was about to fall and yes, I was right. The door  opened and I fell  the guy in front of me fell. He smelled good though. No worries, someone else caught him, a bigger guy. You thought I can catch him? Oh no, if I do, I'll fall with him too. Fall in love takpe, fall on the highway? Nope. I still want to live. We then stopped at Universiti for an hour. Ambulance came, the guy asked me to follow as well in case of any injuries since he grabbed me before he fell. Not gonna lie, the grabbed was harsh, my shoulder bruised. 

On the way to the hospital which our nearest was PPUM, this guy has been whining too much. Talked about how he supposed to present a proposal by today and had to go for outstation to Sabah by next week for a project he supposed to proposed that day. I keep listening while thinking in my head how his injuries were not that bad and he surely can go to work afterwards but okay, keep talking though because I definitely have nothing to contribute to the conversation. So, i guess listening is the only kind thing I can do for him.  

Arrived in PPUM, I was getting the treatment for my shoulder. It strained and had bit of internal injuries. Wow kuat gak dia tarik. I was set for another appointment by the next week. 

Dah lah, malas nak sambung. Cerita ni rekaan je. Part betul hanyalah perenggan pertama.