Acan’t Forget

It’s the little things

You know how they always say the best moments happen when unplanned? I was just reminded by Timehop one of those awesome times.

Rewind to 1 year ago…

As we were starting to build our home together, one of the things that excite us is furniture shopping. We had just invested in a new set of sofa and our living room was slowly but surely coming to life and was just missing a centre table to match.

We didn’t want to spend a fortune over a new one so we went to Facebook marketplace for some secondhand items. I then found the Ikea table I was looking for for only 10 quid (versus the brand new price of 60); checked the map which wasn’t too far off, messaged the seller and immediately closed the deal. That same day, we scheduled to pick up the item and as it turns out, the actual address was not where we expected. It was far off and the roads felt like it was leading us to nowhere. I was starting to regret driving (well technically I wasn’t driving lol) all the way to their place but we then found the house and got the item; the family were just so nice and the table was like brand new so I guess it was a good deal after all. Before heading back, we also noticed that it was unusually sandy around plus there were loads of caravan around so we thought of checking where we actually were on the map which looked like a shore line. Went to drive nearer to what looked like water and lo and behold, we found this beaut.

St. Lawrence Bay

Cool winds. Relaxing sound of the rippling water. Sunset. Orange hues. Talking and laughing about random things. Everything was just perfect. The moment was just perfect. It’s moments like these that makes you just appreciate the little things that makes life worthwhile you know? And it’s these little things that make my heart so happy. :)

Blabbermouth, Random Snippets

Random Snippets: #3

Hey!

I am in a quiet mood today. I started having this nasty cough earlier this week and after 6 days of work (5 days regular, 1 day bank), I could feel my body giving up on me. I just wanted to curl up and be lazy in bed. But that’s not happening. Not today at least.

My day started at 10. Went to buy some stash for the coming week then went home, sat on the sofa and started playing pubg, watched random videos on youtube which went on for x amount of hours until I ended up watching 4 sisters and a wedding. Next thing I know, it was already 6pm and it was time to get ready to go to the party. Inner me was moaning, but since I promised, I just needed to show up.

Which brings me to now: it’s 1130pm, and still at the party. I am blogging because A. I am not in a very sociable mood B. I want to appear busy so I won’t feel the need to converse. My game plan is working so far.

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I no longer remember the exact time but I’m pretty sure it has been more than a month since I quit facebook. I’m planning to cut down on other social media sites soon namely Instagram and maybe do a whole month social cleanse? I just feel more at peace with life lately. I actually have more time to do things! Imagine all those time spent just scrolling endlessly and converting it to something more productive. This is just me anyway. Feel free to try it though :)

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I am missing travelling. We had to cut down our pace because of the wedding last year and now, we’re thinking if we should pick up where we left off but we have our (too expensive) permanent residency to think of as well. Living abroad, this has been one of the pa-consuelo we can give ourselves from all those gruelling hours of work. Fortunately, flying across Europe from where I am is fairly cheap so I just have to take advantage of it. Hoping to get back to Lamyeda Diaries soon!

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I forgot to mention, 2 of our batchmates just gave birth, 2 are on the way! Imagine the transition! From single to married to family! I’m glad our UK family is growing. ❤️

Blabbermouth

Inner Battles: To stay home or head out?

It’s my day off again and here I am contemplating on yet another big decision:

should I go out and should I just stay cozy at home?

Exactly 2 months after my 2-week journey outside UK, I found myself lurking into the 4 halls of my bedroom most of days and I am beginning to question myself what is happening to me? Ever get the feeling where you badly want to go on and do some more exploring but something just keeps pulling you back? And that some thing meant my body, or maybe it’s just pure laziness. Sigh. I’m blabbering nonsense again. I should head out now… or not… we’ll see