On Monday, the 26th of July 2015, about a day after a holiday in Bali, I had decided to start changing my habits. Exercise and good sleeping habits were to be implemented. It started with waking up at 7:30AM every day.

It's now been seven days and I'm slowly getting into the habit, albeit becoming a morning person after 28 years of being a late night owl is ridiculous. I wish I was a cat.

"Look at yourselves. Some of you teenagers, students. How do you think I feel and I belong to a generation ahead of you - how do you think I feel to have to tell you, 'We, my generation, sat around like a knot on a wall while the whole world was fighting for its human rights - and you've got to be born into a society where you still have that same fight.' What did we do, who preceded you? I'll tell you what we did. Nothing. And don't you make the same mistake we made..."

-Malcolm X

I like this quote very much. It reminds me to fight. To move. To be brave. To want change. To make change.

Nobody has solutions but everyone's a critic. If I don't start then who will?

I do believe my post on how to retort to people who throw religion upon you is... gone. I don't know how. So here's a re-cap!

Verses in the Quran that you can spurt to shut up holier-than-thou comments:

Numberrrrrrrr 3:

Surah Ghafir, Ayat 20 (40:20)

وَاللَّهُ يَقْضِي بِالْحَقِّ ۖ وَالَّذِينَ يَدْعُونَ مِنْ دُونِهِ لَا يَقْضُونَ بِشَيْءٍ ۗ إِنَّ اللَّهَ هُوَ السَّمِيعُ الْبَصِيرُ

And Allah judges with truth, while those they invoke besides Him judge not with anything. Indeed, Allah - He is the Hearing, the Seeing.

Numero 2:

Surah Al-Hujurat, Ayat 11 (49:11)

يَا أَيُّهَا الَّذِينَ آمَنُوا لَا يَسْخَرْ قَوْمٌ مِنْ قَوْمٍ عَسَىٰ أَنْ يَكُونُوا خَيْرًا مِنْهُمْ وَلَا نِسَاءٌ مِنْ نِسَاءٍ عَسَىٰ أَنْ يَكُنَّ خَيْرًا مِنْهُنَّ ۖ وَلَا تَلْمِزُوا أَنْفُسَكُمْ وَلَا تَنَابَزُوا بِالْأَلْقَابِ ۖ بِئْسَ الِاسْمُ الْفُسُوقُ بَعْدَ الْإِيمَانِ ۚ وَمَنْ لَمْ يَتُبْ فَأُولَٰئِكَ هُمُ الظَّالِمُونَ

O you who have believed, let not a people ridicule [another] people; perhaps they may be better than them; nor let women ridicule [other] women; perhaps they may be better than them. And do not insult one another and do not call each other by [offensive] nicknames. Wretched is the name of disobedience after [one's] faith. And whoever does not repent - then it is those who are the wrongdoers.

NUUMBER OOOOOONE:

Surah At-Tin, Ayat 8 (95:8)

أَلَيْسَ اللَّهُ بِأَحْكَمِ الْحَاكِمِينَ

Is not Allah the best of all Judges?

Aaaaaaanyway,

Hello, internetizens, for another dose of... me. Haha.

Apparently an hour of reading your chosen field a day will make you some kind of expert within a few years. I could try it out but what I really need to do is start my investing shtick. Need my monays because monetary/financial freedom means you get a choice. It's really all I ask for.

I guess I should get to reading.

Also,

Evidently, if I am super grumpy and disagreeable, one of three things can be done to rectify this:
1. Feed me food for I am hangry.
2. Let me sleep because I will cut you.
3. I need alone time. Me time. Pyjama time. Leave me be to my own devices until I see fit to resume socialisation.

Hello, hello, hello, internetizens!

I know it's been x amount of time since I wrote but things have moved along quite nicely.

I've turned 28 mid last April, did some jobs, rested a bit (Wished I could rest a bit more) and now I have a job! YEAY TO NO LONGER BEING UNEMPLOYED!

Also, Aubergé, Meersy and my company is now open for freelance business of various types! Predominantly Events and Interior Design.

Now, random facts time. Today is International Towel Day! It's a shame I was having a day in though.

...

A towel, it says, is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitchhiker can have. Partly it has great practical value. You can wrap it around you for warmth as you bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; you can lie on it on the brilliant marble-sanded beaches of Santraginus V, inhaling the heady sea vapours; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world of Kakrafoon; use it to sail a miniraft down the slow heavy River Moth; wet it for use in hand-to-hand-combat; wrap it round your head to ward off noxious fumes or avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (such a mind-bogglingly stupid animal, it assumes that if you can't see it, it can't see you — daft as a brush, but very very ravenous); you can wave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of course dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean enough.

More importantly, a towel has immense psychological value. For some reason, if a strag (strag: non-hitch hiker) discovers that a hitchhiker has his towel with him, he will automatically assume that he is also in possession of a toothbrush, face flannel, soap, tin of biscuits, flask, compass, map, ball of string, gnat spray, wet weather gear, space suit etc., etc. Furthermore, the strag will then happily lend the hitch hiker any of these or a dozen other items that the hitch hiker might accidentally have "lost." What the strag will think is that any man who can hitch the length and breadth of the galaxy, rough it, slum it, struggle against terrible odds, win through, and still knows where his towel is, is clearly a man to be reckoned with.

Hence a phrase that has passed into hitchhiking slang, as in "Hey, you sass that hoopy Ford Prefect? There's a frood who really knows where his towel is." (Sass: know, be aware of, meet, have sex with; hoopy: really together guy; frood: really amazingly together guy.)

—Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy

I know I haven't been posting much but life happens. Life being going out and seeing people and... eating.

Aside from that.... I read. A LOT. Not just books but self-helpy type articles on the interwebs and I keep the good ones for future references.

Here's one that I find absolutely golden.

Take backs:
- A list of 10 things I'm absolutely afraid of.
- MUSTS are non negotiable, but they are very easy to lose sight of so you always have to reel yourself back in and reassess your life.
- Don't be an entitled lazy prick.

All of these I want to do with Meersy and Ash, a sort of "Sit down and let's talk about life," kind of thing. It's great bonding tools, truly.

On a more pressing note, RAMPS, MALAYSIA (specifically, Kuala Lumpur)!!! Not a difficult thing to have and it also means people with physical disabilities can get into places! Inclusivity, yo.

Portfolio!

Hello, hello, hello!!!

It's the 1st of April, I turn 28 in 15 days. Excited and... Well, really just excited.

Also finally finished a portfolio I'm kind of proud of. I could tweak some stuff but really, it's pretty good so I'm just going to embed it here...

And on this blog for anyone to have a look see... Because it's so pretty...

Kayelle.

Guess who's probably back home taking a breather from a really long flight, kids?

This girl! *points enthusiastically at self*

DAY 30 OF THE 30 DAY SONG CHALLENGE! (a.k.a T-1D)

My favourite song at this time last year?

It might be, I'm not quite sure but, Vildhjarta's Dagger.
Tho Metal.

Create my own challenge question I wish were on this list:

Ummmmmm...... Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh... What song do I want to end this with?
One Republic's Everybody Loves Me.

Because they do.
:3

Y'all know it's true.

Adieu, Adieu, Auf Wiedersehen

Last catch ups with my peoples over dinner and away I go on a plane.

In the immortal words of Arnold... AHL BE BAHK!

DAY 29 OF THE 30 DAY SONG CHALLENGE! (a.k.a T-2D)

A song from my childhood?

Bob Marley I Shot The Sheriff my dad used to play Bob Marley albums when he sent me to school when I was 6. I went to classes singing this song... While everyone else was running around being a bunch of idiots. Good times.

The most impressive piece of music I've ever heard?

Naturally, Thus Spake Zarathustra.

Kidding. I actually think it's the Imperial March but since it's been linked to already I'm going to have to go with Pink Floyd's Wish You Were Here.

It's Gonna Be Hot

Last day of February. Too fast, four years came and went and now I start a March to the land I call home. The city that has my heart.

A city that refuses to sleep.

A city that... is going to be hot as hell for a while because we're on the equator and fuck you, that's why!

I sit here at Streat for the last time in a long time (unless and until someone decides to franchise it in KL) eating some muesli. I feel like a cow as I continuously grind the bits of oat and nuts between my teeth. Waiting for the next bite. I'm awake early which is a bit unfortunate given I'd rather be rolling in bed, with my blanket, dead asleep. I'm waiting for the cleaners to be done with the work so I can get to the rest of the to-do list which is... not extensive, just tedious.

I can't wait to go home and do nothing.

DAY 28 OF THE 30 DAY SONG CHALLENGE! (a.k.a T-3D)

A song that makes me feel guilty?

Guilt inducing songs... guiiiiiiiiilt... ummm... I don't have one.

The last song I want to hear before I die?

This is a very good question and it assumes I would know to play it on my last breath...
If I had a choice in this matter... And there was someone to A) sing the piece or B) have a stereo system ready because apparently my death needs a backtrack...

In the right context... At the very end as I close my eyes... Killer Queen.

Cat On A Plane

Mr. Kitty has gone to the boarding place to wait for his flight. :( I hope the poor widdle puddytat is doing okay. He's gonna be touching down in KL a day after me.

In other news, moved in to the flat with my parents while waiting to go home, 1/20 is no longer. It's cool. Galhalla: Part Deux will manifest itself in due time. Or maybe I'll come up with a better name.

DAY 27 OF THE 30 DAY SONG CHALLENGE! (a.k.a T-4D)

A song that I wish I could play?

Buckethead Pepper's Ghost. Fast and slow and fast and slow... C'epst complicate!

My favourite song by someone who isn't alive?

There's so many pieces of music I love from people who are dead but this one popped into my head first so here it is

Jimi Hendrix's Little Wing..