Let Go

These mountains you are carrying, you were only supposed to climb.

– Najwa Zebian


I’m not a queen, and I don’t expect to be treated like one. 

I don’t need roses, or a kiss on my hand 

I don’t need poems about how deep is your love

Because I’d only believe it when I see it in your eyes

All I crave for is to be pampered with your attention, and care

Counting Days

I’m counting days, to a day where a new phase of life will start, a big shift, a turning point,  – No I’m not becoming a mother, yet! It’s 76 days to my wedding day, a happily ever after (may God grant). Excited? Yes because I finally get to own the whole kitchen to myself! Haha! It’s a mixed feelings, honestly. Nervous, sad, happy, grateful, excited, hopeful and insecure at the same time. Nervous? It’s worse than a public speaking’s stage-fright. You are not human if you don’t feel at least a bit of nervous. Sad? Because I feel like I’m still a young girl for my parents, already I’m not seeing them as often now due to my working distance, what will happen if I can’t go home that frequent in the future? I’ll be having two homes to return to. What about my siblings, I’m gonna miss them so much, I even miss them now and always. Happy, very. I am happy because I found someone who loves me back, and I finally have someone to share my life with, in good and in bad. I am truly grateful for this gift from God.

I won’t lie about feeling insecure though. I mean, I have so many flaws. I’m fat, I’m no where close to what you call “pretty”, I have monolid eyes, I’m not fashionable,  I’m sensitive, I hate waiting, I’m overly attached, I’ll cry during my PMS, and so much more. Will he be able to have patience, will he accept me for who I am, will he understand when I get emotional? Will he look at other girls, who are prettier, nicer? And you know what, almost all married women I met whom I had conversation about marriage with, would give one same advice: “When you’re married, do not trust your husband one hundred percent, save some in your own pocket just in case anything happens”. It’s kinda daunting, to receive such an advice, I wonder where does that come from. Perhaps women with cheating husband cases came up with it, and it was being passed on to other women as a precaution to save your own little heart when you are betrayed by your own husband. True enough that we cannot foresee what is written for us, but I personally think it is unfair to have such negative thought to your own partner, when he can trust you wholeheartedly. Especially when you are about to build a home together, aren’t we supposed to have hopes, that it will last forever? I might be a little too positive, I don’t know, should I be negative then? These thoughts, are those which make me feel insecure and uncertain about starting a new life in the next two months time.

I have a book of “101 things I wish I Knew when I Got Married”. Let’s finish it before the big day. Hopefully everything will be just fine. May God ease, may He bless us.


The Power of Turmeric Mask 

It was 8 months ago when I posted about turmeric mask for acne skin. Indeed, one of my hardest moments in life where my confidence was at the lowest point was the time when I had sudden breakouts of acne. It was one month away from my engagement day, and I felt like I was the ugliest girl. I’m grateful for having a fiancé who is so positive and supportive, for staying with me during my hard times. I was in New Zealand that time, the cold weather did not even cool down the problem, in fact it gotten even worse when my skin became very dry. 

I consulted with the doctor, he suggested that my condition was due to hormonal imbalance. I have never had such bad acne problem, even during my teenage time, only a few would appear during my menses which I consider normal. Not until I went for a facial treatment in a facial saloon for a pore refining treatment. What I got in return was a full face of reddish and swollen face with acne. I felt so lost, and I don’t think people who have never experienced this would understand.

From the doctor, he prescribed antibiotics which I consumed for months. At the same time, I read about natural remedies and that was when I encountered the turmeric mask. I was quite concerned with the antibiotics that I needed to take once a day. So I tried the turmeric mask because it also has the antibacterial effect naturally. And since the doctor claimed that my case was because of the hormonal problem, I started to consume the evening primrose oil as a supplement to restore the hormones activity (Blackmores, 3 tablets per day). At the same time, I also took royal jelly capsules (1000mg per tablet per day) which I bought in NZ. 

I apply the turmeric mask every night, before sleep, and even during day time on weekends. You only need turmeric powder, pure honey and greek yogurt to make the mask. You can keep it refrigerated if you happen to make extra. 

Another mask which I tried recently too works wonders – the sandalwood mask. All you need is sandalwood powder and mix it with rose water. I found it very cooling but be careful it might cause your face to stain yellow.

And thank God, my condition gets better. I still have acne now, and the scars too, but I’m relieved that it is better than it used to be. 

The purpose of this post is to share with people who are just like me, having face acne which eventually makes you feel like it’s the end of the world. I feel you, and I couldn’t understand more. If you ever feel bad for having face acne or breakouts, you are not alone. 


I’m so used to being alone, making my own decision even though I suck at making decisions, doing my grocery shopping alone. I used to be someone who was afraid of being alone and feeling lonely. When I was younger, I couldn’t go anywhere without someone I know accompanying me. Eating alone was the worst kind of event, it felt like the whole world would conspire to stare at you all at once. I hated the feeling of having no one to talk to, no one that I know who could save me when I needed help. I still do. But I realized, people can’t stay forever, they come and go. I need to stop being so dependent on others. I have friends, of course, but they have their own life and business too. I have families, but what can I do when they’re so far away? So I braved up, I started to involve myself in events full of strangers. I walked alone, I drove alone. It was very hard, for someone who always needed company to feel so lost, so isolated, so scared.

That courage that I took  changed me time after time. It shaped me into someone who couldn’t careless about strangers or their stares. I bet it’s true, that when you don’t give a damn, everything becomes easier. I can drive alone now, I’m in a team of people who are not my close friends, I’d eat alone if I want to, I’d go anywhere alone if I feel like to, I can talk to strangers too.  I get comfortable in my own loneliness. Maybe when we’re mature enough, being alone isn’t that bad anymore. Sometimes we need our own time to discover who we really are, to clear off our minds, to dream and think. But it doesn’t mean that I want to spend my whole life in my own solitude, because part of me still yearns for having someone to always be by my side, without me worrying that he might leave. Maybe that’s what we call love when we found that someone and we know we don’t want to be alone anymore. And when you’re apart, that same lost and soulless feeling returns.

“Sometimes life is too hard to be alone, and sometimes life is too good to be alone.”




The best feeling in the world, is when you look at the happy face of someone you love, knowing that the reason behind it is – hope.

To me hope is like a precious drop of water, in a dessert, dry and hot. It’s like waiting for a shooting star, crossing a dark night sky. You know it’s there, whether in your atmosphere, or at the other side of the world, and deep down you still believe if it’s meant to be, it will be. Whatever has been written for you, will be yours. That’s hope.

I’m not the most positive person on earth, I must admit. I don’t like my job, i feel useless in my own field of work. But I’m not being ungrateful. I know there are tonnes of people out there searching for a job, whether it’s really their passion or not. And I know damn well how hard it is to hear from an HR after you hit the “Send Email” button for job application. But dear, it isn’t as bad as you sometimes think it is. Even though times are hard, it all works out someday. Put your trust in God, and move forward with faith and confidence in the future. If we will put our trust in Him, if we will pray to Him, if we will live worthy of His blessings, He will hear our prayers.

“You do not need to know precisely what is happening, or exactly where it is all going. What you need is to recognize the possibilities and challenges offered by the present moment, and to embrace them with courage, faith and hope.”




Mount Cook – Hooker Valley



hooker valley

It was a chilly morning when I stepped out from Mount Cook Youth Hostel Association. fresh mountain air made me felt I could stay here forever. My mission on that day was to hike the Hooker Valley. It was more to sightseeing than hiking, since there’s no real steep inclination along the trail, but it’s a real achievement for a non-hiker like me.

The ultimate goal was to get to Mount Cook as close as possible. With it standing bravely in the distance, I just couldn’t get my eyes off it. It was like you putting all of your energy to reach for something so great. Along the walk, I thought of it as me going after my life goal, enjoy the view even though you’re tired and eventually, all of the effort would worth millions.

But of course, I was not climbing to the top of Mount Cook. Hooker Valley track is a 11 km round trip track, and it ends at the Hooker Lake. I crossed three swing bridges, where you can see the fast flowing river underneath. The sound of nature really calmed me. And the non-stop mountain view was just magnificent. I bet it’d look better during the winter, where the mountain would be covered with soft white snow. It didn’t matter, the tallest mountain in the Southern Alps has its magic that mesmerized us, despite the season.

When I finally reached the Hooker Lake, where Mount Cook stood in front of my eyes, I felt so relieved, speechless. It was as if you had reached the final destination in your life. Since it was during summer, no ice glaciers were in sight. Just a few traces of them left, waiting to sink. Personal achievement unlocked!

“I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery – air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, “This is what it is to be happy”