Monday, 29 February 2016


How do I say this without coming off as desperate..... Okay, look, I'm not very good at persuading people into doing things, but if you're still on the fence about going to my uni's MNight or not, I hope this helps your ultimate decision making :)

Sunday, 28 February 2016


is a nickname we give to Malaysian Night, an annual event that most Malaysian societies in UK universities host to showcase and promote Malaysian culture through acting, singing, dancing, etc. All good fun, basically. Last year I went to 4 MNights,

Cardiff University's,



and my own uni's,

and they were all very, very entertaining! I was blown away by the collective talent of Malaysian students to produce such high quality shows! I know some societies started practising monthssss prior to the event, and to juggle practices and studies? Mad respect. I enjoyed every single one of the MNights that I went to, but if I have to pick just one favourite, I have to say it's Imperial's MNight. It was singular, funny, and it even moved me to tears. I also just found out that their MNight was recorded and uploaded on YouTube so if you have 3 hours of your life to spare, you might be interested to watch it here

If you have a vigilant eye, you might have noticed from my photos that MNight is my excuse to wear my baju kurung kedah, baju batik, baju kebaya, and dress that I brought from Malaysia. When and where else can I go clad in those clothes without getting scrutinising stares by onlookers rightttt. Takkan nak pegi Sainsbury's beli doughnuts pakai baju kurung hewhew.

But MNight carries yet another agenda.

It's also codename for KY reunion arena hehe :B I think that's the best bit about MNight.

This year, I missed out on Cardiff's MNight because I had a lot on my plate that squeezing a weekend trip to Cardiff was out of question.

But I got to go to UCL's last week, it was soooo much better than last year's one, but that's probably because I got there early this year so I had a good seat. By early I mean I (and the rest of KHouse) was among the first 600 who were entitled for free bubble tea or free kuih and being the typical out and out Malay Malaysian that I am, of course I went for the kuih!! Haha.

There were soooo many KY people in the hall that it felt like another Monday assembly in KY, and that our headmaster was going to go up the stage to give his speech haha dejavu siot.

While I'm at this MNight topic, my uni's MNight is coming up soon! I'm not good at persuading people into doing things but to those in London the UK, please come? I said please already!! You can buy tickets from me :) Be there or be square.

Or triangle. Freedom of choice man go ahead choose whatever shape your heart desires.

Guess Who's Back

My previous post was so emo right? The past week was really rough because for some inexplicable reason, I was thrown into turmoil and I was drowning in the current of my own emotions. It was so bad that I started channelling my frustration to Twitter, something that I don't usually do. One of my friends even pointed out that it was so unlike me. Here are some excerpts of my rants :

The past week was, in summary, a series of unfortunate events for me. I lost ALL of my notes for the Human Development module, 2 days before I had to sit an exam for it. Stupid Word document decided to crash and claimed the file was corrupted two days before my exam. The disrespect!!

Needless to say I cried in the library (again), before I set out on a quest to recover my notes. After much struggle going through the Google results for 'Word crash sudden file corrupted what to do help', I finally managed to recover my notes, only partially, but alhamdulillah.

Moral of the story : listen to Monica.

But you know what Allah said, verily, with hardship comes ease. Not after hardship, but with hardship.

  • I received some concerned & lovely WhatsApp/messages/comments which I appreciate from the bottom of my heart! Thank you so much. 
  • After MNight practice the other day, I was about to leave so naturally, I said "나 갈게, 안녕히계세요" to the rest of the cast. Their reply was a bouquet of random Korean-related words "Annyeong sayur Sheera! SNSD! Kimchi!!" Bengong hahaha.
  • My lecturer showed a photo of an aborted foetus, then asked "Can anyone point out any physical malformations of this baby, other than it being ugly". 
  • The GP for my EPC placement told me, "I asked a patient to stop smoking but he said he'll cut down, but not stop altogether, because he said he's not a quitter." and I still cannot decide if that's uplifting or funny hahaha.

Anyway, guess who's back, back again? That's right yeoreobun Sheera Yang Ceria is back!! :D I'm feeling a lot better now because I got to talk to Aqil & Fahim on Facetime yesterday. Amie's back at home and we both know home is where the wifi is. I also got to talk to Atuk & Nenek and they were so excited telling me about buah tin at our kampung. I finally watched Dilwale with KHouse after my exam!!

Still not convinced that I'm back?

I gave Emma a teka teki today, the outcome of which was her stern "Sheera, diam sekarang".

Dalam banyak-banyak karipap, karipap apa yang islamik?

Karipap intifada.

Hehehehe told you I'm back.

Monday, 22 February 2016

Being a girl

I think I've come to terms with the fact that being a girl means I have the propensity to simply burst out crying for no obvious reasons.

I have been feeling out of place since yesterday, and it peeves the hell out of me when I'm unable to put a label on what I'm feeling. Like, what exactly am I feeling uneasy about?! Am I annoyed?! At what?! Am I angry?! WHAT FOR?!!!!! Am I disappointed? WHY!!!!!! What is this lump in my throat, is it anger or sadness or an inexplicable longing for something I'm not even sure what? The obscurity of my own emotions just feeds back into the crying response, thus driving this vicious cycle forward. It's like I'm crying because of the unknown. And the only way I know to deal with this is to run into familiarity, run into my comfort zone - my family and best friends, who are half the globe away from me. But my family didn't pick up my Facetime call last night. Keyla couldn't talk for long because she has an exam coming up. Amie's still in the land of no wifi. Almira's phone broken, she's Facetime-less for now. I've been trying to reach Atika by Facetime but to no avail.

So what was I supposed to do when I couldn't even run into my safest haven?

Of course, I cried in the toilet while washing my face before going to bed last night, and it was just ugly. Because my face was full on foamy with my facial cleanser and my tears were making me feel like my skin was not thoroughly cleansed. All the more reason to cry.

Maybe this isn't about being a girl.

Maybe this is just me.

Now I'm in the library and holding my tears back through gritted teeth, God forbids that this turns into a sobbing fest.

I just want my 70p chocolate doughnuts from Sainsbury's.

Sunday, 14 February 2016


Right now I am facing my laptop screen

sebab macam mana nak menaip kalau screen kat belakang hahaha pandai tak Sheera?

with twenty something tabs (a downright eyesore) as I'm trying to finish my PBL Write Up. A view I'd give up in a heartbeat, in exchange for these views :

These were taken when I travelled to Ireland last Easter break. Ireland's breathtaking, everywhere I turned looked like it came straight out of a postcard. Gorgeous, gorgeous place!! I have the greatest love for nature photography, and judging from my photos you can probably agree that Ireland's generous in that respect. And I travelled with the best travelling buddies - Sappy and Bazla. And we were honoured with top notch hospitality by our friends there. And Irish people are such friendly lot. Ugh, Ireland is my ipso facto most favourite travel experience.

So what has everyone else been up to? Anyone who's also fettered indoors and tethered to the computer and forced to do work and racing with a deadline? Sep.

What's that you say?

You want something new, recent, fresh out of the oven and not some basi stories? You ungrateful peasant. Ish. Go read my old posts and khatamkan my blog, and then go read other blogs which are 10 times the fun of mine, and then come back just to check if I post anything new.

Sunday, 7 February 2016

Wok, what is it good for? Absolutely nothing!

Please tell me that title rings a bell.

Please tell me you get the reference I was making in the title.

Please tell me you've watched Jackie Chan & Chris Tucker singing the War song in Rush Hour.

If you answered No to all of the above,

then I'm afraid I'll have to terminate this.. This.. This blogger-readership thingy we're having.

Okay blogger-readership resumes.

KHouse bought a new wok!!!

Look at this gorgeous, shiny, aluminium, non-stick, 36cm, with helper handle, magnificent work of art!!!

We've been complaining about having food splattered all over the stove whenever we cook something that requires constant aggressive stirring (e.g. nasi goreng, mi goreng, bihun goreng) in a normal pan. The kitchen gets messy and greasy, making it not just a downright eyesore, but an extra burden to clean up after cooking. It's also a waste of food; if I gather all the fallen soldiers & casualties of food (read : nasi yang tertumpah) from our stirring, I can probably feed our neighbours from this entire street. (Over) (Gila)

Anyway, our new wok is from Tefal. Actually, our cooking pans and pots are all Tefal. We're Tefalers through and through. Once, we wanted to make banoffee pie, which requires toffee. One way to make toffee is to simmer an unopened can of sweetened condensed milk in a pot of water for 3 hours (an alternative would be to just buy a can of toffee from the nearest convenience store and spend roughly 3 minutes opening the can, but here at KHouse, we live the thug life. Ceh hehe). The water level should be above the can, at all times. But that one time we made banoffee pie, none of us monitored the water level. We waited for the condensed milk to simmer while we were minding our own business in our respective bedrooms. Then suddenly we heard a loud explosive sound.

We said our obligatory Oh Mak Kau, and then rushed to see what the hell that sound was. We entered the kitchen to see that the water level in the pot no longer conformed to the SOP of the recipe, the can inside had opened, and there was condensed milk (by then it already became toffee) ALL OVER THE KITCHEN. Ceiling. Stove. Fridge. Everywhere.

But there on the floor lied the lid of the pot in all its glory, completely unscathed despite having been blown away due to the rising pressure of the condensed milk can. The flying lid was the source of explosive sound. We were fascinated at how the lid survived the incident without being broken to shards. Not even a crack!! The lid was still as smooth as a baby's butt. How?! It's just illogical. I mean, that lid was blown up and then went for a free fall, I mean, it had to at least have a tiny scratch kan? Like a scar. Scars are stories of survival anyway, right?! After awhile, the epiphany dawned on us - guys, it's Tefal.

All hail Tefal! Glory glory Tefal. You'll never walk alone, Tefal. Come on you Tefal.

So that's the story of KHouse's little dapur meletup incident and how we became sworn Tefal supporters. That's why we bought the Tefal wok. Now that we have a high quality wok, you best bet we'll be cooking wearing the widest smiles on our faces like non-messy professional domestic goddesses that we ought to be, with a spotless stove, while doing this

P/S : Tefal for life, guys.

Friday, 5 February 2016


No time to dedicate a post for each thing so allow me to dump everything that happened in the past 1 week+ in a single post.

1. I saw a sunburst yesterday!! What is the deal with sunbursts and me, seriously? It's not even a natural phenomenon I think, it's just the brilliance of sharp sun beams coming out of clouds?? But I love sunbursts! I find them tantalising, like magic, and I'm always drawn to take photos of them. Too bad my camera's dead now haih.

2. Amie has started her month-long clinical posting in Kelantan where she won't have the privilege of constant wifi, which means we won't be able to WhatsApp & Facetime as frequent as we used to. This is going to be a teeeeeeny bit hard, but I know it's imperative. It's only for a month and considering that time flies like a G6, one month will pass by in a blink of an eye.

3. The other day KHouse went to do some grocery shopping together, yes all three of us. Our schedules clash most of the time, so we hardly ever do grocery shoppings together. This was probably our third time? Anyway, while carrying our stuff, we walked past KFC and then this conversation took place

Ulfah : I wonder if KFC sini ada Zinger burger.
Sheera : Taktau, but I tahu yg KFC sini takde cheesy wedges. Ugh.
Ulfah : And they call themselves KFC?!

before we broke into a paroxysm of guffaws because so dramatic so over la kitorang hahaha. But hey, we're just highly opinionated Malaysian KFC advocates hewhew.

4. Sometime last week Syaf came down to London from Bath, so Valerie invited me over for dinner. There were Livern, Valerie, Syaf, Shobna, and myself. We used to be neighbours back in KY, so half of my time there was spent with these people. Other than Syaf, all of us are actually studying in London but we see VERY little of each other it's crazy!!

But it was nice to finally be able to sit down and talk to them and laugh over stupid things, just like old times. Valerie cooked nasi goreng kampung and some salmon (idk what was the name of the dish but I liked it, we reached a consensus to call it Salmon Masak Valerie hahaha). To be honest, I've grown fond of going through the ebb & flow of conversation over home cooked meals instead of eating out. Is this a sign of ageing?!

Anyhoo, Livern amused me, yet again, with the Malay words that she said. You know how when someone says/does something idiotically funny you'd go all "Bodoh lahhhh!"? Livern says "Kebodohan!!" instead hahahahahah. Her choice of words is.. How should I say this, interesting? And then she said "Ya Allah ya tuhanku" when Valerie was being obtuse hahahahah. Back in KY, I used to say "Ya Allah" a lot, she tried to impersonate me but it came out as "Ya Alaaa" hahahaha. But that night she pronounced Allah properly so I'm very proud of her, my girl has reached a milestone :')

And then out of nowhere, she took out some bubble wraps from under her bed and passed them on to everyone, telling us we should de-stress ourselves. So... Our post-dinner activity was popping bubble wraps... Wild night. Ballin' London life. Totally livin' the life.

5. I've started on Human Development module in uni! In Year 1, this was my favourite module, even though the lectures gave me pain and made me swear not to get pregnant & give birth EVER because that thing is called labour FOR A REASON!!! But I still reserved the greatest liking for the module, compared to other modules, so I'm all agog for Year 2's Human Development module! I'm 100% positive that as this module goes along I will be questioning why I was born a female and therefore be subjected to great torment, but still thrilled nevertheless.

6. KHouse's current favourite pastime is this card game called 7 Diamond. Ever since Ulfah introduced this wondrous game to us, our friendship has been severed one too many time because a) Emma keeps losing, b) Sometimes she gets good cards, but she doesn't deal well so she still loses, c) Ulfah is good at chong-ing the cards, she does that thinggg perfectly every single time that both Emma & I are curious if she's had experience working at a casino before, d) Emma tried googling how to win, e) Emma still keeps losing.

7. I haven't watched the latest episode of Suits! Come to think of it, I haven't watched any American series for months now, all thanks to Korean dramas, but I really miss Suits in particular. I'll try to find some time to catch up with Suits, but until then, anyone who so much as whispers what may or may not be a spoiler will be murdered. Brutally. And gruesomely. My hands have cut enough veges & fruits & onions so these hands are pretty adept with knife. Should anything happen to you, I can just find someone to handle me as a (racks my brain for all the law terms that I learnt from Suits) pro bono case. But, umm, I've forgotten what website to go to to watch series online without having to register (goes to show how long it has been, are you happy with what you've turned me into, Korean dramas? Are you happy?!) so if anyone could please be a sweetheart and kindly tell me, I'd repay your kindness by making lots of du'a tig'a for you hehehe.

8. Remember I mentioned that Baekhyun - Beautiful is the OST of my life and that I sing it on a daily basis? It still is and I still do. On top of that, I've been singing this song throughout this week :

It's from the OSTs of It's Okay That's Love, which you should listen to if you haven't already. (While I'm at the topic, the drama itself is worth watching as well!! Please watch it!) Whenever & wherever the chance to sing rears its head, I seize it to sing this song. It's catchy and cute and probably embedded in my housemates' heads already due to the endless loop of my singing it haha sorry! Radio rosak : (noun) Sheera.

9. It's February already, can you believe it? Wasn't New Year just yesterday?? I hope everyone is holding up well and still keeping true to their new year's resolutions hewhew. My resolution was to not finish a Korean drama in 2 days, and so far so good, I'm still adhering to it. I finished Reply 1988 in 4 days, not bad right? After giving it much thought, I've finally decided on another resolution, and that is to stop blowing my food when it's hot. Wish me luck!

Thursday, 4 February 2016


We've had enough guests coming over to stay at our place for the past 2 weeks to entitle KHouse for a special feature on TripAdvisor hahaha. It's become our inside joke now, before any of our guests left we reminded them to put a good word as reviews and 5 star ratings to help us build some sort of reputation. Weh, we should change from KHouse to KHomestay now hahaha.

When I was younger, I never relished the prospect of receiving guests. Whenever my parents' acquaintances or distant relatives came to visit, I'd carry out the obligatory duty of salam-ing everyone, and then almost immediately I'd disappear into my room. No one noticed, I think. Making small talks is not my forte anyway, so my staying around would just shift the ambiance to be awkward so... Yeah. Hahah. But Mama has always put a great emphasis on the notion that tetamu datang membawa berkat, and that Islam's idea of treating guests is to honour them by supplying great hospitality. Mama said I should never see guests as troublesome. Whenever someone announces he/she is coming over, Mama's reflex would be to go to the kitchen and whip up something edible from whatever ingredients are available. If there's not enough time to cook, she makes one of us (me & my brother) go out to buy food. She lives her life by the principle that God forbids anyone leaves our house without having his/her tummy filled, be it with cekodok or teh o or bihun goreng or whatever. Same thing applies when we become guests; time and again she'd remind me to never go visit someone's house empty handed, because this whole guest-host thingy is a two-way street. In fact, I observe this host-guest quality not just in Mama, but Nenek is a living testament to it as well so I'm guessing Nenek has successfully passed down this trait in Mama (and my other aunts & uncles).

And Mama might have passed it down to me.

Indeed tetamu datang membawa berkat - if there's one thing studying abroad teaches me, it's this. I've come to learn that berkat comes in various forms. In KHomestay's case, our guests came bearing bountiful of fun!! Dinner time became a little louder with laughs and jokes, we cooked a little bit more to feed the extra mouths (hope they liked our mi bandung and ayam black pepper and butter chicken and nasi lemak!), we waited for turns to take shower (#throwback #MRSM #memories hahaha), university anecdotes got exchanged as we tried to catch up with old friends & get to know new ones. Where we couldn't keep them company to visit the touristy spots in London, we made up by packing food for them to eat on the go & cooking dinner. The sweetest thing, to me, is that they never failed to leave without giving us something in return of our hospitality. Fruits, raw chicken, veges (SPINACH!! The latest addition to the list of veges that I eat hehe), little 'thank you' notes, cookies, keychains, postcards, chocolates, etc. So thoughtful of them (you have no idea how meaningful it is to give raw cooking ingredients to students overseas hahaha)!!

Here are photos of us with some of our guests! Sayang tak sempat ambik gambar with others. Next time, insyaAllah. We hope their short stay with us was memorable, because we're like, the best hosts ever?? K over hehe.

KHouse (minus Ulfah because she had to go somewhere else on that day) ft my primary school friends!

KHouse ft our new friends from Egypt!