Hi, my name is Aisyah Rozi. This is my personal blog where I share my life experience, thoughts, ideas and occasionally, my projects. Recently, however, I share a lot about being a young mother. I'm also a YouTuber, so do checkout my channel! <3

crossroad

So, I’ve been really bad to my own blog. So bad, I’ve forgotten about it. Well, no fret. One of the list in my 2013 resolution is to blog more. And, that’s my first resolution ..which I just made 2 seconds ago as I’m typing this.

One of the reason why I’ve been avoiding to blog is that I always hated whatever I’ve written in the past. Depending on the mood I’m in. And right now I’m in a pretty good mood, since it’s half past midnight. The blogsphere has changed, and very few still blog the way blogs were written.  And I’ve decided not to care whether I, you or anyone else hates it or not, because at the end of the day, I’m writing for myself.

So, what the hell am I up to right now? Absolutely nothing.

I just finished an e-commerce design job, and currently, I’m at a crossroads. I’m not sure whether I should a) Find architectural-rel job, b) set up my own bussiness or c) sit home, get a freaking hobby and nothing else.

Surely, the last one seems more ideal to me, but I can’t bear the idea of not having money (other than the weekly allowance my husband gives me).  If I’m lucky, I could be one of the very few that earns through hobbies (yeah, dream on!).

The second option seems inviting, but it requires a lot of energy, and it is the one that I would prefer most. But, I should at least put my Degree to a good use, first, before I try anything else. Which brings us to the next option; getting a job.

I could get a job, and a steady payroll, but the problem is I don’t own a car. My car is currently being used by my sister. I have my husband’s car but it’s a stick, and uh.. well, I suck at it. I don’t even know why they make stick shift anymore! Oh no no, I might get into an accident! Of course, I am an optimist, and that is just an excuse. Most importantly, is it worth it to spend 8 hours a day, 5 days a week to earn RM1,500 – RM2000? Surely, it’s a shit amount of money if you think about the hours to put in. Not to mention the stresses.

So, after having a shitty day, and having a wonderful husband who’s super encouraging, he made me realize why I even bother to consider about getting a job. It seems I’ve forgotten that life is not about the money. I wanted the experience. Or atleast, I wanted to know whether this is the industry I really want to be in. If it is, then I’ll pursue master next year. If it’s not, there’s always other opportunities.

…like being a housewife. haha, Just kidding.

 

 

Selamat Hari Raya!!

So, this year’s raya. Where do I begin?

Firstly, it’s my first Eid without my family, ever. Kinda pathetic to finally being independent at 21. I mean, 22. (Syhh)

Secondly, it’s also my first Eid as a married woman. and my husband is not here.

Anyway, I’ve decided to ditch my assignments to celebrate Raya so that I won’t hate myself later by being so pathetic when I log in to social sites and see all these people celebrating raya with their family, in their fancy baju raya eating fancy raya dishes. *insert envious face here*

On the eave of Eidulfitri, only Farah and I was at home. So we started cooking lamb rendang, popiah, onde-onde, cupcakes and.. nasi ketupat. Farah had her boyfriend over to come help us with it. We had some good time cooking while listening to Eid songs and takbir (which we never intentionally do in Malaysia) and seeing all these posts about raya do helped me feel the all these raya vibes. 

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Currently: Tues, at 0932 hrs

1. Studio work on butter paper with torn edges for a rough effect to ooze the aura of creativity. (yeah right! haha)

2. Last night’s coffee as decoration.

3. Laptop with sketchup on screen, to keep myself from tweeting.

4. Timetable, to avoid unpleasant surprises of suddenly remembering a class to attend.

5. All submissions & dues this semester compiled, to keep reality in check (hopefully).

6. Thermometer, to hmm… monitor temperature.

 

Ok, so that’s my life here. Confirm raya pun macam ni because I have bloody submissions! *sigh* Oh well what to do bro

just a little bit more.

So, it’s been like forever since I last posted which was prior to my winter break. Now, it all over, and it’s nearing spring in just a couple of weeks. I’m already in my third week of semester, and damn, time flies! Seriously, things have been pretty busy for me. I guess this is what final semester is all about *insert sigh here*.

Winter break was well spent in Malaysia. I realized nothing could replace the time I can spend with my family and my husband. They are the bestest people I could spend my time with. My husband and I, we spent so much time together, and I it made me realize how happy and special he makes me feel. Seriously, there hasn’t been a day where he didn’t make me laugh when we’re together.

Ok, enough about my husband before I get all TMI*. hahah. Melbourne is just as perfect as it was. I love it here, and I’m coping much better than I did last time. It feels like the norm to see my husband through the screen again. Yeah, weird, I know. I’m surprised myself.

This semester is gonna be crazy. Starting next week, I’ll have submissions every week, and the studio workload may be overwhelming, if I slack a little. I’m doing a showroom for race cars, especially used and/or won cars with a minigolf on top (it’s part of the brief). It’s an exciting project where they allow us to sort of let loose, and have fun with it, which is great!

I sketched this car, hoping to learn and be inspired for my project. It’s a very rough and possibly amateur sketch, but whatever, it’s my first time sketching a car, and for some reason I thought I made the right choice to use ink.

 

Fortunately, my tutor loved my ideas, and I hope I can continue to make him excited about it. hoho. Thanks to my husband for suggesting race cars, I think it’s a brilliant idea and it fits the rough ideas I have in my head.

Man, I can’t believe I’m in my last semester. Just a little bit more.

…until Master.

p.s, it feels awkward to write again after so long

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