#recommendationwednesday Blame – Bastille

One of my favourite bands finally went on BBC Radio 1’s Piano Sessions to perform one of my favourite songs. I feel like this song is so old but also new. I first heard it when they played it as part of their set during their gig here – and that was back in early 2015? When I first heard the song, surrounded by the crowd pulsating to the beat, I immediately fell in love with it.

The thing about me is that when I hear English songs, it’s not the lyrics that matter to me. It’s the melody and the beat and the bass. (Interesting note: the reverse is true for when I listen to Japanese or Korean songs. The lyrics matter the most for those songs. I don’t know why.) So I was hooked line and sinker when I heard how gothic this song was. It reminds me so much of my emo days during secondary school but in a more sophisticated way haha.

Also, I teared a bit when I watched this video. I think it has something to do with how intimate it all felt…? But it also brings back memories of me in band and how everyone worked together to create a piece of beautiful music. The little glances they all shared with one another in the video and how clearly happy they are to be in a band just gets to me :’)


Turning 23.

Before I start things proper, I have to say there’s a thunderstorm going on right now and my heart is singing~ I do love it when it rains.

This post is a week late oops. I turned 23 over a week ago. I’ve been trying to up my blogging game and post more regularly but I guess it’s off to a bad start haha. Anyway, yes my birthday was last week. If you know me in real life, you know I’m #1 fan of birthdays. It’s not just my birthday. I feel so happy whenever I know someone has a birthday coming around – and I don’t know why. It’s just amazing that we are able to survive another year on this piece of rock that is spinning around the universe.

My mom bought a red velvet cake for the occasion from her FB friend and erm it wasn’t the tastiest cake. It was way too sweet, even for my taste. But it’s okay. The best part of any cake is getting to cut it.

I also went to the Avengers exhibition with Jacq, Val and Sya over the weekend! Looking back it would have probably been good if we went earlier but circumstances didn’t allow for it and I’m grateful anyway to spend some time in one of the best places on Earth with some of my closest friends. I am a hugeeeeee Avengers and Marvel fan so it was guaranteed to be a pretty good day. I love how the exhibition has an official app and it adds more interaction to the whole thing. The premise is that you’re a new recruit to SHIELD and you have to prove you have what it takes to be an agent by learning about the different Avengers and SHIELD’s history. The app will ask you some trivia questions about it – and some of them are way too easy haha.

I’ll put in some pictures from that day to round out this post 🙂


My main main, Cap *heart eyes*


I look like a 5 year old in Disneyland – and honestly I felt that way too hehe.


Trying to act cool holding the shield but internally fangirling.


Thank you friends for giving up part of your Saturday for me! I am truly blessed to be in your company ❤

Amira’s wedding!

Still can’t believe my secondary school best friend, Amira, is a married woman now. Like wow. I think it’s just me and my child-like mentality, but I can’t picture myself getting married. At least not right now and not in the foreseeable future. Maybe it’s my fear of commitment but yeah.

But having a special event where it’s all about you and your SO is nice though. I might rethink my whole ‘having a small wedding when the time is right’ concept haha.

Anyway, I somehow became Amira’s shadow of the day, helping the Mak Andam, and carrying her kain everywhere she go. Her bajus are all really pretty and suits her!


This is my favourite shot of the day (excluding her wedding couple photos with H). I feel like it encapsulates our friendship so well hehe both of us just getting along really well and amusing each other.

Happy wedding, Amira. Have a great time in New Zealand. I pray that your marriage lasts till Jannah and am blessed with a happy family that you can call your own. It’s not even my wedding, but I feel so joyful and proud of you my friend ❤

Let me tell you about the time I was super awkward.

This happened today at work.

I was attached to the ARC branch today cos they have manpower issues and it was fine, everyone was super lovely and the assistant manager was really nice (which is more than what can be said of my own AM sigh).

Anyway, this Part-timer – let’s call her I – suddenly came up to me and said “You’re really pretty.” with this big smile on her face. And I was the epitome of awkwardness. I stared at her for 3 seconds, disbelieving what she said, even thinking oh maybe she’s talking to someone behind me even though it was just me and her at the counter and then finally realising oh she’s talking to me and I just went “Okay.” OH MY GOD SO AWKWARD.

Thankfully my wits came about me then and I cleared up that I didn’t know how to respond to that and quickly mentioned a thank you in her general direction before busying myself somewhere else. She just laughed seeing how awkward and uncomfortable I was hahaha.

I’m sure she just meant it as a sincere comment but I honestly didn’t know how to respond to that compliment cos as far as I could recall, nobody ever said to me that I was pretty? Excluding my parents and even then my mom only said I was cute haha. Yeah, I think ‘cute’ is a more accurate description of me than ‘pretty’.

Gah, why was I so awkward. The only thing that I can glean and learn from this incident is that I’m not used to getting compliments – to the point that I am uncomfortable with them. I should learn to accept compliments and thank the person more naturally. This could be a sign of my low self-esteem (it’s definitely higher than previous years but still) and something to be worked on.


My babies did it again T.T

Second daesang in a month oh my goodness my boys have really made it big now. And it’s for Artist of the Year, no less, which in my opinion, is the Daesang of Daesangs. I am so proud of them and what they’ve accomplished. I completely lost it when Yoongi couldn’t take it anymore and just openly sobbed. (Also Yoonseok moment when Hobi comforted him – the feels).

I watched this live last night on tvN (thank you Mio) and it was fun texting Sya back and forth while she also watched on her end! I would have done it with Syu too but sadly she was working.

I’m going to also link their 12-minute performance (a really great upgrade from last year’s) here too cos it’s too amazing. That dance battle between Hobi and Jiminie. Fire’s new dance break. TAEJIN TAEJIN TAEJIN.

Let’s fly with our beautiful wings in 2017 as well.