Tuesday, 30 May 2017


First there was the heatwave that swept across London and gave its inhabitants that characteristic udang bakar look, raising my suspicion if everyone indeed has mitral stenosis.


The weather app told me that it was 24 degrees the other day. I took a screenshot of it, adorned it with a fire emoji, and posted it on my Instagram story to share my woes with the rest of my followers. A reply came from a friend in Malaysia, insinuating that my use of the fire emoji was not justified because it was just 24 degrees.


I can see where he was coming from. Put that 24 degrees in juxtaposition to Malaysia's 30-something degrees, London may seem like mehhh. Fair enough. But here's the thing, 24 degrees... without an aircond or a fan!!! (Being a hardcore EXO fan doesn't count)

Do you know that feeling that you get when you hop into a car right after you've parked it out in the sun for a few hours and you turn the aircond on full blast only to have your face roasted by a jet stream of warm air? Yeah it's a bit like that. 

Good God, I was livid.

Not at the heat per se, but the fact that the heat was in London.

I mean, if this was Malaysia, I'd complain and whine like a baby but at the end of the day I would simply come to terms with it because it is Malaysia. I know it's hot and humid all year round. Wet armpits? Congratulations, welcome to Malaysia!

But this sort of sweltering heat here?? In London??? EXCUSE ME?

I'm sorry it's just not something I associate London with. London to me is always a gloomy city with bundles of layers and freezing winds. Like, being hot is something for Malaysia to do, not London. So when London decided to raise its temperature up a notch, I felt... Betrayed, if that makes sense. Like bumping into an old friend in a completely new, unfamiliar place. Not a nice feeling.

Maybe it's not you, London. Maybe it's me. Maybe the problem is my habit of over-stratification - putting things into boxes and labels - because it's my own systematic heuristic. It's easy. It's simplified. It allows quick recognition. The downside to that is, of course, a lot of things in this world don't belong to just one label.

Not only did the heat get on my nerves, it also made my face really oily.

Like really oily you can almost deep fry a chicken drumstick on my face.

It was further exacerbated by this physical/mineral sunscreen that I was trying out, because my trusty Biore sunscreen has run out. I don't know if the problem is physical sunscreens in general, or just this sunscreen in particular, but my skin hates it. It just sits on top of my skin without properly sinking in, giving me this tacky shiny look and this heavy feel, as though I've got a sheetmask on at all times. No amount of waiting time can push the stubborn sunscreen to sink in properly. And it makes my face feel really hot too for some weird reason. I won't toss it into the bin just yet, I suspect it'll come in handy come winter time.

But for now, I'm a damsel in distress waiting for my knight in shiny armour to come to the rescue the Amazon guy to ring my doorbell with a Biore sunscreen parcel in hand.

Apart from the heatwave, I also had to wave goodbye to Ulfah who's gone back to celebrate Eid in Malaysia.

Brb crying an ocean because I have no one to annoy and no one to annoy me now. I'm like T.T. Just like T.T Neomuhae, neomuhae.

Aaaaaand Ramadan waves hello, heralding its long anticipated arrival once again!! :D

Ramadan this year is vastly different because I'm not spending it with my family and relatives and best friends. There's also no bazaar Ramadan here so no otak-otak for me this year. And it's 18 hours of fasting so.....


I was pretty much K.O. on the first day, but on the second day it wasn't so bad. Sure I felt sluggish and my stomach grumbled a bit, but I was not on the verge of passing out or anything like that. I aim to khatam the Quran during this holy month inshaAllah, but I know my period is looming around the corner so I'm trying to read as much as I can before it comes haha. And given the convenience of long daylight hours + the lack of options of good food, I really hope to shed some weight this Ramadan.

But then I also went ahead and cooked this with Iqin for buka puasa yesterday :

I've been jamming to the Despacito song for days now, not to the original lyrics but to this modified Malay version hahaha

And I had 2 servings. TWO.

Mari sama-sama sedekahkan Al Fatihah kepada azam Sheera untuk turunkan berat badan. Arwah dulu baik orangnya.

Hope it's not too late to wish everyone Ramadan Kareem! :)  Whether you're fasting at home with the lovely company of your family or in a foreign land with friends who've become family, I hope you treasure every moment of the experience and maximise your deeds during this holy month. Whatever your aims are for this Ramadan, I hope God grants you the strength & perseverance to achieve them.

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