Lucy Rose in KL

I have been procrastinating here a lot til it came to a point where I realized that Lucy Rose concert happened 3 months ago but I still want to write about it because it was such an amazing experience to finally be able to watch her perform because if you read my previous post, I missed her show in Singapore because it was raining heavily and I fell asleep.

The ticket was dirt cheap, considering how intimate the show was but I definitely loved all the shows that I attended at The Bee!

Her show included a special screening about her Latin America tour and it was nice because The Bee is a small venue, so all of us sat on the floor and watched the screening.

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Her show was super laid back and she sang quite a  number of songs which you can find the setlist here. She explained to us that she arrived in the morning and will be flying straight to Singapore (I think) right after the show but she still squeezed in some time for meet and greet.

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But clearly Munirah & I hit the jackpot when we saw her walking around Publika with her husband right before her show. She even noticed us during the meet and greet!

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We settled for this because her husband was rushing us but hey, it was really nice of her to stop and entertained her fans!

 

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Red bank to Blue bank

I took a huge leap, well at least for me; I quit HPE and joined CIMB. It was the hardest decision I had ever have to make considering how much I loved working there. I wasn’t planning on moving for at least another two years but shit happened, you just have to move on. I was frantically looking for a new job and CIMB offer came at the most perfect timing. I loved my time there. Yes, past tense because I left CIMB only three months after I joined the company. I got an offer from the company of my dream. The offer was too good to decline albeit being almost content in the red bank. My decision to move to this new place was not a walk in the park thing.. I had a really good project manager and the managing director was planning to move me into a new technology. Still not entirely sure if I made the right decision but I’ll find out soon enough I guess.

This post is so short. I don’t deserve anything. Lol

Sad boys/girls club

I have been listening to my husband’s playlist; little did I know, we are both sad people. When I first started dating him, I knew his music taste was different than mine but it took three years (and our marriage, lol) to finally find out that my husband is a mirror image of me. We are equally love sad songs but his sad songs are much more intense than mine which led to our late night conversation few nights ago.

We were both ready for bed but since I wasn’t that sleepy, I asked him to stay up for a bit.

“Babe, you know we are both equally sad people?”

He smiled, he didn’t hesitate this time around, there was no point of denying.

We decided to talk about a lot of things that happened in our past because as weird as this sounds, we rarely talk about it. Suff is the kind of person who wants to focus on his future, while I sometimes dwell on my past too much.

He told me about the first girl that broke his heart, the girl he thought he’d never get over, the stupidest thing he’d done for a girl which contributed to his sad playlist. He told me almost everything about his past, the thing I never thought he had experience. I didn’t know such pain was inside this wonderful guy.

It was also his first time asking me about my past but surprisingly, he took it well. He laughed at some of my stories, he consoled at the sad ones. I told him the things I never thought I could tell him and he accepted it. It made sense to him why I’m sensitive over certain things. It’s not that I haven’t gotten over it but it wasn’t a pleasant memory for me to let go and he, gracefully, understood.

At the end of the conversation, he said he now understands why things didn’t work out with his exes. Those experiences and heartaches led him to me.

Over my head

Last weekend reminded me that having a good support system is extremely important for your health. I am trying to write here as often as possible but who are we kidding, at this age, blog comes last and one thing that I noticed is, I easily forget what I feel since I rarely write things.

Here it goes; last Friday, we celebrated August, September & October babies in one go because gathering everyone in one place is not an easy thing but bless Whatsapp for making it easier for people to keep in touch. Initially, it was supposed to be a small group thing but the crowd went from 8 to 17 real quick and it was nice to see everyone.

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Our celebration ended around 10.30PM but some of us decided to continue our little party at Arope’s. Since we had a long table, we separated our conversations into three groups. I think the thing that really got me was my conversation with Hakim & Arope. I always thought I was alone in a lot of things, especially back then. I thought I had no one when I went through it all alone but he reminded me of the time when both of us hit rock bottom, we were there for each other. Like literally there, both of us would check on each other to see if we were fine.

We talked about regrets, too.

Which I strongly believe that everyone has their own regrets; I don’t believe there’s not a single person in this world that doesn’t have any regrets and I still hope to god sometimes that I could take it back because it is not fun when you can’t make peace with your past. It’s something I should’ve let go a long time ago but sometimes when you can’t, you just can’t.

But all in all, I am grateful to have such a strong support system throughout my whole life. I have always been lucky when it comes to this because my issues tend to be overrun but I have loved ones that are so patient and caring. I tend to overlook these things sometimes because I get too caught up with my own problems and I only realize it when it’s too late.

To the friends that were there for me during my hard times, thank you.

To those who I have not kept in touch for quite some time, I am truly sorry.

To those who are still trying to power through, we are going to get through this together.

Tuesday

I did not get a good start today. I woke up with back ache, not sure if my tossing and turning contributed to my morning grieve or because of the air cupping that I did yesterday is causing it. We got up early, hoping that I’d be in extra early but luck wasn’t really on my side.. Before I hopped off train from Glenmarie to Jamek, my backpack strap got stuck in between of the train door. It was embarrassing, the train was leaving and my bag was dangling. Everyone looked me, I just looked down after that, hoping someone could help me but no one did, they only looked (talk about selfish?). One of the guards came to me and tried to pull the straps. This caused almost 2-3 minutes delay (it’s a huge thing). I thanked the guard and left the station.

I was walking to another station, still feeling shook of what happened previously. I just walked, I thought I knew the route to my train but after 10 minutes of waiting for my train, I finally realized it was the wrong path. I was supposed to go to the opposite side.

I rushed to the opposite side, only to find the train that I was waiting for just left. So I had to wait for another 5 minutes.

I ended up arriving 10 minutes late.