Emergency! Not-in-knowledge-question.

I sat on my first examination paper for this degree life yesterday.

Like everyone know how was I preparing for examination, I admit year after year my last minute study skill doesn't change. I called it skill. Haha. Like Bill Gates says, last minutes study teach you on how to manage time and tackle emergencies.

So trueeee.

But. There no other way to tackle 'emergency!-not-in-knowledge' question when you are already inside the examination hall rather them staring at the question coldly. Everything was like, ah-ha I know this, the answer was in chapter bla bla, page bla bla, but I skipped reading it. Or, yes the answer was the diagram in the note bla bla bla, I saw this earlier but the printed note was too small, I just read the tittle. 

Pathetic.
TT.TT

Live with no regret.

Who say, I said. Bahaha.

What else can wash away all your stress rather than having a cup of Mamee Chef Maggie while watching Running Man. (No offense, I watch this after Asr prayer ok. Hahaha)

Stress make you drive yourself over your limitation.

Even, wellness coach cheat babe. Face it.

Let's start studying the next paper!

What do I called this? It's rise after fall. Haha

I'll better take 5 capsules of Omega-3 after this.

*Sigh, throw the empty maggie cup onto the dustbin.

Oh-oh tee dee.

First official outfit of the day for Cholestopia!
I present you, my daily-class-outfit.
<taraaa!!>

 I'm wearing half-moon shawl from Al-Humaira Contemporary, bubble dress from Harajuku,  denim from Voir Exchange and nude shoes from Charles & Keith.

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20 minutes later....

*sigh. I admit I usually wear slippers to the class.

Because it was too painful, I just walk home with bare foot. Okay I know it sounds ridiculous. But it hurtttsssssss mannn!!! I had left with no option.

And now, just imagine me nursing my heel, both heels at the edge of my bed.

Being beauty is painful.

My love for Green.

Everyone know I love green.
Even if people just meet me, they can even realize green is my favorite color.
Phone casing, pen, notebook, water bottle, scissors, cutter, hole puncher, paper clip, laptop, cursor color.
-- everything is GREEN.
If you realize, my weighing scale color is green too!

All greeny stuff that I always prepared when balik kampung.

Oh-uh this is #throwback picture and I am using my mom's phone casing.

Green room, green bed sheets, green curtains.
Also green attire from head to toe.
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I've found that, having a favorite color really assists me in lot of situation. A row of different brand of detergents in front of you and everything looks so-can-make-my-clothes-clean. Because I like green, I go for Attacks. A racks of abstracts and funky design of note book inside the bookstore -we sure took a long time to choose right? But at least I can shorten down my list of interest when I just decide to buy green color of note book.

And perhaps did I choose Herbalife out of other company is because it was green too?

#throwback. My first Zero2Hero picture somewhere in 2012. Ignore my chubby cheek. Haha.

Well, what I can say is, it's a great co-incidence.
I was working under a green flag, and I was so proud of it.
Go green!

#throwback This picture was taken during June'13 Extravaganza Bangkok.

Homework.

Home wasn't a working place for me. During school time, I just can't accept the term - homework. Almost all the time I barely able to finish my homework at home. I believe you could understand the moment when you had setting up all your stationary on the table, neatly arrange your reference materials, picking your best pen, taking a deep breath to find a mood to start.

 Bismillah..
Then you start to write a word on the paper - which when your idea spilling from the brain onto the paper and suddenly...

"Could you help me to wash the dishes please," mom yelling.

"I was just started to do my homework"

I replied and another voice come from house compound.

"Can you get me my hoe in the store room," dad's voice.

Then..

 You will hear the sound of  books being closed and chair being pushed. 

Well at certain time, when my parents noticed that I am busy with my assignment or during school time we called it kerja kursus, they won't bother me of course. Parents understanding was overwhelming you know. But this child also can understand well. I mean how could you pretend not to hear the sound of chopping knife from the kitchen and the sound of shoveling from the outside compound, right? 

This is how I spend my holiday. 

Sorry sir, I didn't finished your homework because I had to settled down my homework.

Breakfast tower.

Even though there was only one class to attend each day but the class were all started at 8:30 am! 

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For me it was early enough. 

That means you can't have any nap after Subh which is......... elok la, murah rezeki, kan?

I wasn't an earlyyyyyyy morning person but I am a breakfast person - monster who seek for fooooooood after waking up. 

In my childhood day, my mom never serve me simple dishes like roti, cereals, milo and biscuits, jammed or kaya. This caring mother, who concern about her daughter stomach always feed she with nasi goreng kampung, mee hailam, char kueh tiaw, chicken porridge with telur masin (wuuuuu droooling) - this is my breakfast menu on my past days before I went to school.  

Koko krunch koko krunch ni x main la...

Thank you Allah for mommies!

And finally, problems sure comes up when you enter boarding school. No mother, but makcik. The problem wasn't the food, makcik dewan makan masak sedap je.. <cough> <cough> 

but.. it was ME who doesn't have enough time to had my breakfast! Then, skipping breakfast become a habit and gastritis (gastric pain) started to develop.

eleh, kau pun sama an an?

I have an experience having severe gastric, which i can even stand straight and the most pelik things is when I feel like vomiting I was able to run with full speed to the toilet. And did you know skipping breakfast also can degrade your performance and increase laziness? Of course heavy breakfast also make you feel tired and sluggish. And actually skipping breakfast make you gain weight so do eat too much for breakfast! 

Makan salah, tak makan salah, habis tu macam mana?

Complicated problem with simple solutions - Practice balance nutrition!

My nutritious breakfast tower. 

I've found my solution. Easy, fast and simple breakfast. Even when you wake up at 8.00 am you still can have nutritious breakfast with one simple step - dare to change.

Change your nutritional habit, change your daily performance, change the future you!

Bored to death.

Well today is such a carefree day. No classes, no assignment, not even any work or task queuing on list. Even so, since Subuh till now - its Zuhr already, I was lying prone sometimes supine in my bed watching Sherlock Holmes movies; 5 in a rows! 

Mr. Holmes is on the move!!

Well, I only got 5 episodes so yeah you are right, its ended. 

WHY DON'T THE MOON SHOWN UP YET????!!!!

Please Friday, come faster I'm desperately waiting for you.

Ouhh Mr. House Contractor, if only you were here so we can fight together using bottle and sting.

Bee story Part II.

Because of the sesat case yesterday, I planned to groom earlier so I wouldn't come late for today's class at 8:30am. I left home at 8:05am and rushed to the class hoping that I will be in before the lecturer's coming.

8:15 am

*chirp *chirp *chirp

Motivated enough to come early to class after this? Hehe.

The introductory class ended 1 hour before the scheduled time and make me think hard on what to do next on my way back home.

"Basuh kain... urmm esok lah.."

"Running Man minggu ni dah tengok, re-watch, re-watch.."

"Isi borang kolej dengan pengecualian kredit.... urmmm lepas tu tengok movie Sherlock Holmes.."

"Baca One Piece or Detective Conan.."

"Pergi pasar malam beli clorox untuk bersihkan tandas.. Erk."

Okay let's enjoy this leisure time! I put on my bag on the chair and books on my desk then getting the laptop ready to enslave himself for my joyful moment

BUT..

suddenly I saw this friend of yours clinging on my roommate desk.

Hi buddy! Watcha doin?

Ouhh so you are making a house? Are we going to stay together?

Don't tell me that you had decided to become my neighbor! 

NO WAYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!! Get the he** out of here!

 Let's get rid of all your skill of art Mr. House Contractor.

Poor condoned roommate have to sleep outside.

 Please Mr. House Contractor.. I'm not going to write on your story everyday. 

And you had ruined my mood and make me postponed my scheduled. <alasan>

Bee story.

I was thinking so hard on what should i shared with all of you guys today. Maybe my morning story about how I was lost and can't find the classroom even I spend 3 years completing my diploma courses in the same campus. Holiday was so long I guess. 

Or perhaps a story of me - climbing the 'dead-stairs' (we called it dead stairs because it has the same amount of steps as Batu Caves). When you climb it to the top, it felt like your leg was left downstairs. 

Nehhh~ not interesting enough although the story sure will be full of motivation. 

Kekeke..

Or.. Should i giving up? No post for today.

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Better spend time checking order for customers

Suddenly..
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Ngeeeeeeengggg Ngeeeeeeeeengggg <bee sound>

Ngeeng Ngeng Ngeeengggg <bunyi penyengat tersepit>

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!! <Where do you think the sound come from>

Ngeeeng Ngeeng <bubbye>

TT.TT 

Bye-bye bee..

Don't you dare to come again!

Perfection is a disease.

It was just so amazing when the registration flow is running fast and smooth. It takes about 10-15 minutes for me to complete my college registration.

check your name - take the form - go to the key counter - then can head to your room!

Simple right? Bravo JPK!*

*Jawatankuasa Perwakilan Kolej

 The bad thing is my room was way to far from the class. I repeat. Way-to-farrrrrrrrrrrr~ Means I need an additional time added to my wake-up time considering the time I walked to class. Yeah guys, I am a typical student with neither car nor bike, even bicycle. I may took 15 minutes walking from my room to class! 

Alaaaaa bukan jauh pun. 15 min je jalan.... 

Masalahnya sebelum ni aku bangun pukul 7:50 pagi pun sempat lagi sampai kelas on time! 
(adegan ini dilakukan oleh profesional, jangan tiru aksi ini) 

Okay let's get back to the topic. I was checking in to the room at 12.00 pm. Here come the cleaning job! First, get the kain buruk, lap locker, alas dengan pembalut hadiah yang cantik-cantik, susun baju and any other stuff, sapu sampah, pasang cadar, susun buku. Ok done! <smile bright>

Then..

Looking back at the locker, feel unsatisfied, maybe baju patut letak kat center, then maggie and makanan have to be kat bawah sekali, hanger, box tudung, urmmmmm...

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Susun balik. 

Then done. 

Again unsatisfied.

 Susun balik.

urmmmmm.. (again)

Susun balik lah. 

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Tik tok tik tok, its 6.30pm already.

Ouhh.. cepatnya masa berlalu.. <sigh>

Final piece. This is bujang style. Don't you dare leave a comment.

See cantik tak pembalut hadiah tu. Feeling grately satisfied, I head to the bathroom, nak siap-siap kejap lagi Maghrib. Suddenly..

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 oh-my-lord.

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Almost 8pm. Solat then collapse.

Perfection was really a disease.

The origin.

The idea of CHOLES was originally come from a promise I made to myself.

"Bila aku dapat Degree in Occupational Therapy, aku mesti buat blog sebagai alternatif untuk orang lebih faham apa yang aku tengah buat." 

Pfftttt. Lame reason. Lame.

But my intention is to share to people on how i am doing through out my day as I consider myself walking through a path less taken by others. (You readers better think of any other good ways when making up promise like taking yourself to vacation or asking your dad to increase pocket money. As long as it can menguntungkan your own self lah.)

Blogging is somehow a platform for me to improve my writing skill but I have my very own premium-intention:  I wish to spread love and motivation, to share laughter and to make people realize the important things in life.

In short....

CHOLES is a story of joy and tears, dreams and passions and its personally created for women who are searching for inspiration.

and today.. at this moment, I am writing on my very first day of myself so called a bachelor's student.