the secret life of a bohemian princess who writes for nothing

holly coffee

posh looking -holly coffee..

i said this numerous time before,i want to reduce my coffee binging, which in the end failed because the numerous attempt will always lead me into trying new flavour in store.

somehow the crave for coffee was almost like addicted to ciggies, but a milder version of it.

so last thursday after a kampung style breakfast with mr swank at some ghetto looking kedai makan - mind you kedai kak ram tu sedap..where we had nasi berlauk and teh tarik, I rang hariah up for a stroll at the curve, thinking that it was a good day to take a walk and do some girlie stuff together.

and we found this shop, Holly Coffee situated in Cineleisure Damansara.

It was hot and sunny day.Once we're done with spa,manicure and pedicure parlour hunting,we figure coffee would be the best highlight of the day to chit chat and re lay out our endless inspired plans.

put the plan aside, coffee is the topic for today.

the setting reminds me of the typical coffeeshops in London, where they had classy chairs and deep dark brown coloured furniture.the lighthing were quite minimal, as I can imagine the place turns out pretty cute at night and excellent for quite low key conversations.

they have wide selection of coffee and tea. holly's coffee comes from korea.it was funny how hariah commented that how koreans are moving forward, even the shops looked pretty modern unlike typical asian restaurants.

 

i opted for rhumba hollychino, the iceblended latte with crush biscuits and choc chips. slightly bitter, very creamy and thick. it taste ok, but since i prefer black, i'll probably do another round with mocha or espresso next time.

the writer, smiling happily before the caffeine fix!

the travelling month

in less than a month, I've spent my weekdays and weekends in different parts of Semenanjung. Although I'm used to working on weekends and getting up on sunday to work and work again continuosly on mondays onwards, it does get on my nerves sometimes. Penat!

but the fun part of it, is the traveling.it somehow refreshes the soul and when you come back to the office, it feels brand new.though you will find it hard to catch the normal momentum when you had the feeling of trying to settle down and pick up the pace.

like last week, I spent my weekend in the east coast. the best part of working during weekend to me was, when you're able to catch a glimpse of your loved one and working together with him.me and mr swank can't be the best combination when it comes to work, i guess. but I think i can still manage to cooperate and bring the best out in each other.

and by the end of the day, the road trip cruising through the beach of Terengganu is breathtaking and romantic.and enjoy the simplest thing could be something that you remember and cherish and get you excited about when you think about it again and again.

looks like i'm beginning to love my job even more.

currently reading.

i am a fan of books.but I never see myself as a bookworm.i guess i've inherited this from my dad, who had the biggest collection of books which he religiously collected and treasured while he was in school.

he always said to me that he wanted to have a small library at home, and he wishes someone share the same interest like him, in history, arts and non fictions. my interest was a bit different, since he always said that I am way too modern and fancy too much liberal thoughts. we did discuss weighing principles of how much we believe in, in certain things like religion and the Malay identity, but he figured I was too headstrong and too incapable of obeying.although I never once objected but silently do things the way I wanted.

recently I purchased Dina Zaman's I am Muslim. A good, entertaining non fiction which tells a couple of things of the modern Muslim issues. It was the first non fiction book published by Dina, which was once my lecturer who actually inspired me to write.I remember we have numerous discussions related to Islam back in the university, and how Malay and Islam is actually was not exactly hand in hand, contrary to the perception that if you were born a malay you're a muslim. True, by nama. but by faith, is another question.

the quest for the book is actually, an interesting one. You can only get in online at silverfishbooks, or drop by at the cute little bookshop in bangsar. recently the author actually had a session at MPH, Coffee with Dina and the book is now available in selected MPH bookstores.

I went to Alamanda, and I failed. so during last week's friday prayer last week I drag Mas up to One Utama and finally obtain the last copy of the book while Mas is smiling ear to ear over the victory of earning her new pair of strappy sandals.

and this week, I am Muslim become my favorite bedtime stories, the whole week in Kedah was spent in the room reading one topic after another, and it amuses me how she views the Muslim community and the people she met while she was writing the book.True, her experience was not pelik, unreal and it happens , but not many people had the courage to write about certain issues the way she wrote.

maybe I should write to her again, once I finish the last chapter, and tell her how my passion for writing has grown so far.

excuse me for now, I have a few more pages to go!

welcoming the new roomies!

the other day I rang Yoe up while I was in Kedah handling scholarships interview. She sounded histerical while she was talking, I was worried that something happen to her. But naturally, it was Yoe that we're talking about.My friends and I could be such drama queens when sharing our stories. and when we sat down and chat, we prefer to just make room for us, regardless of the happening crowd.

she's moving out from her apartment and I offered her to just stay with me for a couple of months, before she finds a better place to stay soon.which means, its going to be far more interesting stay for the next few months, before I officially move out and maybe find a nice house to settle down soon.

Yoe and I were never roomates during campus years, but we frequently hang out together in each others room.And we could have endless conversations that revolves around everything, right from the girlie talk, the heart to heart, men-are-freaks session( yeah, I was a feminist back then,haha), and the out of this world shakespeare related topics.so we've been friends forever since we met during usrah session in matriculation.

it became natural for us to bond instantly.maybe because i can be crazy sometimes, and knowing her, always make people laugh.

apparently she's moving in with Jan, another good friend, who always seemed to be so cool and confident all the time. there are among the friends who seem to give me some sort of comfort and fun that I need during the most boring days in the university.

yeah, welcome to Yoe and Jan, cheers!