#timesup

This weekend, since you’re already here, whether you’re a male or female, I highly encourage you to watch Oprah’s inspirational speech.

Because in your fellow sisters, daughters, nieces, baby sister cousin, wife, aunt, mom and grandmomma, there’s a little girl in us that deserves to believe that with hardwork, dreams do come true.

Regardless of skin colour, ethnicity, religion, which country you were born in, whether you’re straight or lesbian and irregardless of your grades – whether you’re a straight ‘A’s’ student or not.

Afterall… not everyone is made up for ballet. Not everyone is (also) made up for maths.

‘Maybe life isn’t about avoiding the bruises. Maybe it’s about collecting the scars to prove we showed up for it. -unknown’

To those who rolled your eyes and say she’s a hypocrite and whatnot. You cannot deny the fact that her speech will help girls rise up to do things of their choice right and better and of course… It’s cynical people like you that will not make the world a better place.

🌻

Where there’s a will, there’s a way

I’ll start this post with a prequel.

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Posted this snippet on my instastory few days/weeks(?) ago… And this is what the person that I was having conversation with asked…

Helloooooo…. I have a life y’know. HAHAHAHAHAHA. #kidding #oknodontleaveme

So, since the one time that I posted a snippet about us was being questioned, I figured, I might as well upload a lengthy post. Makes the next answering the ‘why’ episode more worth it. Hahaha.

Yesterday this happened:

Few minutes later…

*pops confetti*

🎊🎉🎆

Then, of course, nothing will always go your way. So this happened,

My heart dropped a little, but, nothing a phone call couldn’t fix.

So now, let me tell you what happened.

*clears throat*

After deciding what we wanted, I stood in front of the cashier, ready to pay.

Naturally I dig my trash bag for my wallet/card and lo and behold…

I.DID.NOT.BRING.MY.WALLET.

IT.IS.AT.HOME.

LORD.HAAAALLLPPPPP.MEEEE.

😫😱😱😱😨

Ok no. Emojis can’t really express it.

This is more like it.

(image credit: my best friend)

I pleaded the woman if I could Paylah her cause ultimately, the bakery gets their money and I get my babies!

But noooooooooooooo……. She wouldn’t accept my request. 😢

Dig my bag and found some $15 cash.

Okay Aqilah, calm down. Whatchu gonna do now?

With $15 … I can only get 1 flavour each of the Semla Bun. While I don’t mind getting only 1, Filzah wanted 1 flavour each and forget about food! This is dessert!

One does not simply disappoint a person when it comes to dessert.

I tried pleading again, but her answer is still no. #whyyyyyyy

With a heavy heart, 1 ordered each and as I was taking out the $15, thinking how to break this sad news AND how to split the flavours – maybe we can cut them into 2 and exchange so that she gets one each – my hand touched this what seems like a ray of sunlight on winter solstice.

😍😍😍😍😍😍

The week before christmas, my team and I had team lunch and we exchanged gifts for our secret santa mission.

My wishlist is a book and because it’s cheaper in UK (missing England now *sobs*) I gave the link to where my secret santa can get the book at a good deal.

Because our lunch was wayy before christmas and the book couldn’t reach in time, he gave me cash in ang pao instead.

That ang pao has been in my bag since then. Every time I want to cave in and buy something else, I remind myself what that money is for.

But, sorry Lloyd! (my secret santa) I was at a crossroad of something that looks like a life and death situation, I had to use that money.

My face lit brighter than the christmas tree and the cashier lady laughed when I hugged the red packet.

 #noshamethere

So yahhhhhh! That, ladies and gents, is how I got home with a light heart and 2 Semla Bun’s, one flavour each for Filzah and I.

😍😍😍😍😍

The minute I told her, ‘I didn’t bring my wallet,’ she too, went

Hehehehehehe.

Lesson learn, bring your wallet and more shops need to start accepting Paylah.

You beautiful you.

😘

A line needs to be drawn. 

It rained today.

Which made me feel like having nice warm Vietnamese noodle with their spring roll.

Yummmmm…..

Be we detoured.

Ended up right back at Dim Sum Place.

Seriously Aqilah. It’s either you start buying shares in this company or get them to move to somewhere North, South or West of this country. Somewhere you’ll never go.

😒

Making me broke but VERY HAPPY EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. 😍

Ok no…. Don’t go.

Like Whitney Houston, I will always love you 😋😝😘😻😻😻😻😻