我想念的...

原来我曾经那么迷恋一个人

我想念的是当时的我们

更想念的是可以放胆迷恋的自己

那种感觉真好 但其实我不稀罕

现在好自由 好自在 没负担 不需要给谁什么交代

我 得 习 惯

我 得 享 受

没有你握着我的手

慢性自杀

我回来了

18nov

If I can't find happiness in a place, why is leaving considered running away? 

Even if I find peace within myself, I don't see how this is a solution. 

Anyway, 

Today is the grand opening of Nanatang, my friend's baby, and my inspiration. 

Today is also the start of my 13-days Philippines trip, my final "run away" of 2017.

梦为努力浇了水

好好成长呗小努力！

Tgim, a super awesome day.

Woke up with an alarm but discipline went back to sleep. Nevertheless, I woke up earlier than usual, feeling like I slept in.

Brewed myself a cup of Gigesha it was the best so far, but I used up all my beans already. At least the last cup was a good cup. 

The caffeine kicked in, went for a poop and started making matcha craquelin for my puffs next week! I'm making matcha puffs next :)) 

Finished up the speculoos cheesecake, showered to get rid of my butter fingers (lol!) and went to work. 

Free laksa, friends came to visit, jy bought aeropress and porlex (good move!), good training session with Misha, super filling supper, and free pies to take home, comfortable bus ride home, touching songs from kkbox on the bus, short crow practice, and more good playlists from kkbox. My heart is full.

我今天真的真心的感到很开心 

这样的感觉 我要铭记

Monday. My first attempt at this nobake speculoos cheesecake.

Today's joke at work that made me laughed so hard. Thanks for taking the joke Mr Lee.

Closing feast.

Fahmi feeding me prawns and his beautiful face potentially his new dp.

Oh yes, how can I miss out red wine on such a good day? ;-)

Irony of life

Coffee has been really good these days. Morning calibration has never been easier. A cuppa is a masterpiece by many different artists, farmers to roasters to baristas. Should not just credit the front line barista or put them down from having that one cup of coffee. Joefel is an awesome roaster. That's why made my job easier keke. What I didn't know was that he reads up a lot, goes around interacting and learning from industry friends. He wants to make it work and the results are showing. Work is enjoyable despite operation hiccups. I find it amazing that some of us are prepared to flare up, yet welcome the slam to let this happen. Is it some kind of self-torture?

SGH is a short walk away and visiting Sebas after shift almost everyday made me think a lot about life. Especially recently that I finished reading Murakami's Norwegian Woods - covering a lot on the ugly side of life (mostly mental illness, suicide, death). True enough, death is not the end of life, but a part of life. Part and parcel, got to take it easy. How? When it comes to losing something FOREVER, I'm pretty sure all of us are reluctant.

I tried to take it easy, thinking that despite whatever shit/glamorous life one lived, once gone, nothing's left. It's a selfish thinking for one self. Memories stick to the people who move on in life, but not to the passing member.

Not sure if this is the triggering factor, but I have since made peace with myself. When I move on, I want to journey with a healthy soul, relaxed face and happy heart. For that, I will start feeding myself the right energy so that when the day comes, I have no regrets.

grab a hitch

Other than working my way through the slams at the cafe, I completed 3 hitch rides over the long weekend.

I get to park along Kampong Bahru for free on Sundays and PHs, so usually I would drive if I had the car to myself. 

Sent someone to the church on Sunday morning. Monday's session was more interesting. In the morning, I picked up a pretty girl from Bukit Panjang and sent her to National Library. She told me she's going there to study for her finals. I was the one who told her the library might be closed from what I remembered. True enough, it is really closed on PHs. But she was cool about it and completed the trip with me. 

Monday evening I picked up an ahmee boy from Bukit Merah, going to book in I reckon. Was already changing to PIE from AYE, he suddenly panicked and told me he forgot to bring an important document for his TP the following day. I wanted to drop him off the next exit, but guilt oh guilt. 

"you know what. let's make our way back."

He's lucky that I'm an angel. He got his stuffs and still managed to get to camp early. He gave me $10 as an appreciation and I was too tired to act so I just took it and said thanks. I hope he will pass his TP after so much effort. 

Interesting world out there don't you think?