My Packing Tale

Packing is simply being organize and staying calm and deciding what exactly I need to take. And then fitting it all neatly into my suitcase. Just how hard can that be? 

I found an article about a woman who bring only one pair of jeans for her ten days vacation to Europe. 

Simple. Just mixed and match your tops. Work on one outfit and stick to that.

So there goes my list of things to bring: 

Jeans

 One pair of jeans is enough but what if someone pour a coffee over my only-one-pair-of-jeans? 

So No! I have to bring two pair. Anyway jeans hardly take off any space of my luggage. Do they?

T-shirts: 

So let's see. Plain white is a 'must' obviously. Grey, ditto! Pink sleeveless, black cropped. But, how am I going to predict which T-shirt I'm going to wear?  It depends on my mood. So I decide to bring all my T-shirts. 

Ok, what's next? 

I've already pack up my leggings and my denim jacket. I can't count on August weather. At the moment its hot and sunny but who knows if it's going to be snow? So I bring my knee high boots. 

This is remind me on my camping trip back in high school.

Sometimes I hope my clothes can organized  themselves. Easy to say Aisha. The truth is, I can't do it. I just can't pack my suitcase like a pro!

What I don't understand is how other people manage to pack so lightly. 

Jet Lag

Do you know I'm in the UK and try to keeping up as late as I can?

Do you know when you travel a long distance, you'll be powerless by this phenomenon?

Do you know you'll get fuzzy, tired and fatigued due to a time zone change?

Do you  will wake up at 2 a.m, and wasn't ready to wake up  but knew you couldn't fall asleep?

Do you know you will rolled over and ask "Is it morning?" to your family members?

Do you know there's no interesting program air on the TV at 5a.m in the morning and you'll feel like a zombie started typing a few thoughts about jet lag on your computer?

My Phuket Trip-Part 2

Before I blab on, just one advice for those who planning to go.

Always wearing a flat and long sleeves shirt because the sun here will angrily burn your skin. Unless if you wanna get tan. But I doubt many asians do.

I love being in Phuket but man.... the pollution. Aside from that, I really love this place. The city is quite exotic. 

I didn't come back from Phuket with loads of luggage.  I also bring extra fat I consumed in Phuket. I can't handle it. I just love eating in Phuket. The food is awesome and it is cholesterol heaven!! 

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I went to Sherphaluck Orchid. The place where they produce and selling Cashew. I can't be bother to enter because the line was too long. So I settled for picture outside. 

There are many shops in this area which mostly sales beach wear. 

Halal food is easy to find. There's a lot of Lebanese restaurant floating everywhere. Some Tom Yam restaurant has Halal signage. 

I'm almost drool by their Tom Yam. You had to taste the Tom yam before you leave. If you have been there, you'd agree with me. If you don't you have to go one day.

I'm leaving for London in a few days. So it will be more post to come. Be warned! 

Just for now, I need to get back to sleep baybeh!

What's Real in Phuket

 It's far from me to tell you what to do in Phuket but there are some gems that you really should not missed out while visiting this island. And I don't mean that kind of gems that sold as jewelers. 

Phuket main area has pretty much one road going up and one road going down so it is pretty hard to get lost. This place make me broody in a moment. The sales assistant here treat me like a movie star but the truth is, I'm just a super chronic shopaholics that say "Yessss, I'll take them" to everything they display in the shop without considering how much money left in my pocket. 

Be it just a tuk-tuk's driver, the tailors or a masseuse, they are really into business mantra. They gets me annoyed! 

Five things to do when you're out with your best friends

 First

Get your bff pick you up! You're worthy so let them  pick you up and drive you. Cam whoring while she's driving, make her tense when the traffic light goes green while she's still smiling to the camera you held. Result, she has this narrow smile. You'll look hotter!

 What a friend for? Sorry Yasmin for this.

Second

Before leaving, check if there's any important item left in your bff car. In my case, I didn't leave durians inside of Yasmin's car because it will explode. So we decide to finish them right at the moment, at the car park basement. 

Not a good idea but we have this motto "Do not left explosion chemical item in your car". It does make sense, doesn't it?

Third

Go for fashion show. Me, Cent, and Yasmin went to Morgan De Toi. Every girl should go to fashion show once. Who knows we can meet our future hot husband here. We keep oohing and aaahhing at the male models gasping to each other say "He is mine". 

The models are so tall. What a long leg they have! 

Forth

Never go out with your best friend with empty stomach. We should reward ourselves after roaming around the place from north to the south.

Fifth

If you have clueless idea on how to spend time with your buddy, try this. Its a gamble and it's certainly be a challenge!

Go and play kite with them!

It's really a "girlish" stuff you can do. Make sure one of your buddy bring along his boyfriend so in case you get bored flying the kite, you can leave the kite to him. 

Let him fly the kite. He'll be happy because he want to show off his masculine to his girlfriend. 

While Eddie is so tense having to fly the kite,

We camwhoring happily. 

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Airport Madness

You know, the time you spend sitting at the departure gate, staring at the runway, because your airline insisted you get there three hours before your flight.

You know it takes hours to go through all those security checks, to make sure you are not carrying a dangerous weapon like your nail-clipper. 

Or the time you kill between connection flights, or waiting out a delay, or praying for the weather to give you a break.

MAS Lounge

For now sitting at the airport and do the java jive is a bad idea. Coffee is probably the last thing I need in the airport and MAS Lounge provide boring books. 

As I sipping my coffee, my head swiveling from side to side, I feel giddy. How long has it been since I've seen shop? It's been months! 

 Shops after shops after shops. You know, the make-up booth are appearing more frequently at the airport and the air is becoming heavy with expensive scent?

Dior, Lancome, Chanel, and Vic's Secrets.  Who doesn't need a blusher?? Every girl needs it! 

Suddenly my sis put her handbag down and give me a long look.

" I know things are cheaper here but don't go crazy"

" Go crazy? What do you mean?" I say, a little offended

"I know you're going to shopping..."

How does she knows that? Honestly, my sis has such a nerve. How does she know I'm not going to go to the ladies or something? 

"I'm not going to shopping. Do you think I'm going to get excited by a few Dior booth?"

"Frankly, yes!"

Now, my liver turn upside down.

A tale of Public Toilet

I barely use public toilet in KL let alone in a country that weren't provide the hose thingy. In UK, they only provide disgusting tissue wipes.

Girlie Barbie Hamley's Cubicle

In Beijing, certain public toilet is in very poor condition. Not only they do not provide any tissue wipes, 

they don't even bother to provide the door for every cubicles to cover you up. 

You can watch the person on the opposite cubicle doing the "business" or hear the person next to you sing happily. It was very disgusting moment. Once I step in, I ran out of hell from the toilet. 

As I cursed myself not to use it, in some cases when I couldn't help it, I would drag my feet to one of the cubicles.

One day when 'it' call, I walk myself to Starbucks, in Picadilly Circus, London. 

I would be in Starbucks not only to grab a cup coffee but I will, oh well you know. It provides a convenient toilet. 

So since the toilet here didn't provide the hose, I asked the girl for extra cup to wash 'it' away. 

She gave me her confuse look and asked me mocha or latte? 

I explained, it is for the toilet purpose. 

Well, she didn't get me and asked me again "Mocha or Latte?"

Then I answer " I want extra cup for some hygienic purpose"

She hand me the cup (with her curious look) and I dashed in.  

Harrods's Cubicle

 I don't care what she thought of me. I'm in desperate need.

After that, I sit comfortably sipping my coffee when I saw a couple seat next to me eating each other's tongue.  

I feel my stomach make that nature call again.