Hi. apa khabar?

Welcome to my blog. I hope you'll find something that you can relate to. Who knows, there could be other souls out there who think a little too much and feel a little too deeply, just like me. 

Snow happy :)

One of the perks of migrating from a tropical country to a country like England, is that you get to see and experience things that you can't possibly get back home near the equator.

It's been three years in England for me and still; snow never gets old. What I've learnt from living here is to not trust weather forecasts. They lie ALL the time. They say it'll rain, it doesn't. They say there'll be sun, the skies remain grey. They say there'll be tons of snow, all you get is icky sleet.

After a few weeks of rather inaccurate weather predictions, I stopped expecting snow. There I was stressed out of my mind due to uni, and on my instagram and twitter feed I see my friends post pictures of them frolicking in snow.

Wha-at?? Everyone else gets snow - what about Kent?! Could you believe how disappointed I was?? But for some reason, I woke up really early this morning despite falling asleep around 4am. I instinctively looked through the blinds and voila - this is what I saw!
SNOWWW! Trust me, it really is as beautiful as you imagine it to be. Where I live got its dose of snow about a week later than the rest of England but hey, I forgive you mother nature!
Snow masks every possible flaw of the place you're at. 
Plus, the colour white has such a calming effect. Imagine if it was yellow or something!
The gym I go to is near the marina so I get to see boats and yachts whenever I head there. 
And yes, I still dragged my butt to the gym despite the heavy snow. I just enjoy working out! Plus, I've made a vow to maintain a body that I'd be proud of throughout my 20s. I'm determined to achieve this goal. 
My gym buddy and housemate, Hafsa. I love her to bits. 
I spent two hours at the gym today and believe me, I pushed HARDDD. I'm not surprised if I wake up tomorrow with strained limbs. But oddly enough, I actually 'like' waking up with a slightly achy body after a good gym session because it makes me feel that I've pushed myself to the limits. Crazy gym junkie? In the making, I think. 

Until next time, bye guys.

Tired, but smiling.

Innocence