Apparently, she is not an opportunist.

How preoccupied I was these few weeks that I barely have the time to post a new entry. Pardon my delays. (a way of apologizing to my patient Ms.Nazreen..ehheheh. ;)) Anyway, back to our topic. So, this time around it’s “things I learned about myself this year” Well, actually I discovered quite a number of things about myself lately. However, to compress everything on this blank layout would take forever! So I am just going to highlight the obvious. Quite recently, I learned that I am not an opportunist. I stick to one thing that I’m satisfied with. From my love life, to my meals, up to my clothing! I tend to stick to that one particular thing for a long time until it finds its way to my disgust. Let’s take my meals for an example. Staying here in our college, we are left with no choice by the cafeteria when it comes to good meals. It has always been the same old meal over and over again. 24 hours a day, seven days a week. Since last year, the first time I had my lunch here, it was a plate of rice, with some curry gravy and a ‘ikan keli’(I wonder what they call it in UK?). It was the most satisfying meal for that one whole day. And I’m still having the same lunch ever since. Or at least a similar side dishes together with my precious ‘ikan keli’!!! My all time favourite. As far as I’m concerned, my loyal ‘ikan keli’ is still catering to the highest satisfaction of my appetite. So I decided to stay loyal to my ‘keli’ as well. And I’m definitely glad it is not swimming its way to my dislikes. Unlike my unfaithful ‘Roti boy’. I bet many of you are familiar with this brand. A famous bakery in Malaysia. The tagline reads, ‘buns to die for!”. They sure got that right. I, was once a passionate fan of ‘roti boy’ until I passed by one of its outlet in KLCC with my sister. I smelled the aroma in the air, and nonchalantly, I said to my sister, “somehow ‘roti boy smells like coffee huh??” she replied, “well, it should. Since it is made of coffee Wani..” (duhhhhh….) I was devastated as I’m not a fan of caffeine. I felt like dying learning the fact that my favourite bun is made of coffee! Again, they were right. ‘’buns to die for!” And guess what? That was the last time I even glance at ‘Roti boy”! I guess the same thing happen when it comes to romance. Probably it would not be wise to go into the details but I’m sure most of you get my point well. Right? Let’s just say I was happy with it until it successfully finds its way to my exasperation. Just like that aroma of ‘roti boy’. The difference is, I still have not managed to loathe it as much as I loathe ‘roti boy’. Eheheheh..;) yea.. a glimpse of my personals to share.