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I as always, the youngest of the family wake up late in the morning.

8am to 9am is a suitable time for me to wake up.

One day, one Sunday morning.

It was informed that church service for that day will start early than usual.

So I woke up early around 6am and went to kitchen to have my morning coffee.

While having my coffee, Abby, my niece came over.

'Oh, what a suprise!! You wake up early today! Usually at this exact time you're still in bed!'. She said in sarcasm.

Me, rolled my eyes.

Still, I love her so much.

Home

Just got home.

Realized there's no electricity in the house. 

So I light my candles.

It's raining outside.

Perfect.

Just sitting and drinking coffee.

While scrolling on my phone.

Nonsense Weekend Rant

A few days had been hard for me.

The thought of can't going home till probably next and the next month killing me.

Living in the city is quite rough. 

I'm actually going to say something more rough but I'm afraid it's not quite nice to do so.

I miss hiking. I miss walking senseless around the mall. I miss going home and just hang out with my family. My cousins. My homies. I miss attending church. Have fellowship with others. I miss everything that's not 2020.

I need laugh right now. I need to laugh like there's no tomorrow. I need to roll on the floor laughing. But so far, I've been so in bad mood. I can't even bring myself to smile to my collegue or even my closest cousin. I guess I'm tired of them already..haha

But really. I need to get out from my house. From my office. From this cold city ASAP. My heart is getting cold. Everything of me is getting cold. 

My happiness these days

Life has been too hard.

Its really to hard to deal with it.

But then that's life.

It can be hard.

And it can be a good life too.

Recently, these things always bring smile to my face.

1) Watching any new content of my favourite KPop (I'm into Monsta X these days)

2) Looking for the smiley happy photo of my favourite people.

3) Waking up in the morning looking out my window.

I got a lot of rest these days.

Work been less so I'm bit in peace.

Just I hate this Covid things.

Everything is a mess.

I wonder when it will be gone. 

I mean it will not entirely will be gone but just slow down Covid..

For the past weeks, been busy with works.

Bosses were more grumpy than ever.

I was restless.

I hate office.

I just wanted to get away out of it.

Get away from everything.

I missed my family.

I missed my hometown.

The thing is, this things will go on forever till I have wrinkled in my face.

Hiking Stuff

Madness.

That's what I called it.

Madness.

Hiking.

It started as easy outdoor activity.

And then, boom, it started to be more tough hard outdoor activity.

Last year, I challenged myself to hike Gunung Kinabalu/Mount Kinabalu.

The experiences were on another level.

I was in point of crying but being hard headed girl, I managed to overcome it.

Then, early this year I went to Batu Punggul.

Batu Punggul. I'm speechless.

Its not too far like Mount Kinabalu but 75% of it involved of rock climbing and I never got a proper rock climbing training.

It was insane.

I nearly cried too.

Maybe I'm just soft girl and should quit this whole fun outdoor hiking and stay at home knitting, reading or cooking..

And next month, I'll go for another hike to Mount Kinabalu.

Crazy. I who once swear that I never come there again, will be going there and its not even a year since my last.

Crazy.

Insane.

Madness.

Friend : (going home every weekend)

Me : (jealous)well, its a good thing when you have no commitment at all.

When I mean 'commitment', I mean the loans that you took so that you can have a nice house. Car to get you around places. Emergency savings. I dont if its a good investment at all.

And I have to restraint myself to not go home every weekend and satisfy myself with once per month visit.

Also, the months of lockdown was a real torture. Was stressed with loads of works and need some home time to relieve all that stresses but couldnt get home. Literally was dying inside. But then I found my 1st love again after forget it so many years. Yes, I'm talking about reading.

2020

The year of 2020.

A year that we will never forget.

Somehow we anticipated 2020.

Highly than we used to.

And it excess our expectation.