Jacqkie | Travel and Lifestyle

The past couple of months flew by in a flash and I have been on complete overdrive. I can't pin point how it has made me feel, but I know I feel exhausted most of the time. Family thinks I'm depressed, and because I am not the best version of myself when I am tired and stressed, I ended up spending most of the time on my own. You know, as not to go jackshit on people. Between the times spent on my own, I made sure I go to all the weddings I'm invited to (favourite!), and host birthdays of people I love. I mean, what is life without these people. Jessy's Birthday @ Rooftop Pool Side Bar and Grill  I decided not to upload the family photo because the lighting was terrible, everyone looked like they were baked or something. Sorry, so I missed Ana in the picture. It was quite easy to organise in a venue where some of your friends are working. They made sure our arrangements were taken care of, and took a out a free cake for Jessy's birthday. Jessy had two cakes...

If I had not known my brother and wife Anastasia, I would think that their wedding was the most beautiful I've ever experienced 😍 But because I know them, it became 10x more beautiful 😌 Because I knew their stories, I danced carefree, I revel in their pursuit to start a family, I took part in the process, and because I know I will grow with them.   ^Screengrab of the actual day wedding day

There's nothing quite like the feeling of seeing your kindest and most beautiful friend having found her partner in life and wanting to tell everyone about it. I have a lot of amazing people in my life, and Ingrid is fortunately one of the very few that has never gave up on me, and that has showed me how to love and live your life in whatever circumstances.  She is also one of the strongest person I've ever known in my entire life. She has her fair share of toils and troubles, but never has her smile left her. If there is that one person who truly deserved this much happiness that she's in, it's her.  Last week we spent most of our days and nights with this beautiful lady.  We bullied and treated her like princess equally.  Some friends, no matter how far or near you go, the moment you see each other, nothing changes. It's not in the way you speak, it's not in the content of your story, nothing changes. And these high school friends of ...

So it's been 14 years now. It feels really long when I said it that way. Life after you has been, fun. I'm not joking. Of course the first few years were difficult, I remembered all those days of getting used to quite vividly. Jeremy, Jessy and I argued a lot, you weren't there to break us up anymore, sometimes, I remembered hating Jeremy so much I would scribble all kinds of angry words in my journal and hoped that one day something so terrible would happen to him just so that I can "laugh" at him hysterically (wtf yeah I know I was evil that way). He was like an evil dictator and we hated him for pushing us around. I even spat on his drinks, hid some of his money and cut some of his pants  :|  Old family portrait  Come to think about it, I'm glad he did all the pushing that he did. I didn't turned out spoilt and I learned to be independent from all the things that I had to learn to do with all the pushing. I even fought for things I believe...

"Plop"  "Ok done!!" We looked at the time in indifference. It was already 9pm, and the eggs were getting cold. That's possibly the seventh pot we cooked that night. Sister was really hungry, my brother and I looked at each other, trying to telepathically send a message that chances are for the rice to get burned this time again, is equally the same with the previous six times.  His head popped up from the door with the pot this time, and a huge grin. "Ok we can eat now!" He planted the pot down on the table, and we stood up, looked in and to our shock it really didn't get burned another time. It became porridge instead.  I looked at him. And he looked at us, trying not to look sorry, trying not to make it any more sombre. When he's in charged, we eat the strangest of things. Durian with rice. Dried pork with rice. Dried pork with Sprite.  Coffee with rice. Strangest of things. And each and everytime we had to try out these "old schoo...

I love talking to my brother. Especially about his life as a doctor. It makes everything I worry about seem SO PATHETIC compare to what he sees and experiences. Nothing like the eyes, the heart and the conscience of a doctor. I used to envy his intelligence, his courage to pick a road less traveled but now I just admire him. Why do you always wake up early in the morning at 5AM? Even during the holidays?! Why do you always sleep in?  I have a very relaxed personality. No. It's because your job doesn't equate to deaths. Well, what I do for living makes me a critical person. At times I'm wide awake throughout the night thinking about my patients. Our patients don't know that.   Even during the holidays? Most of the time if you make a mistake in your job no one literally dies. We lose lives as part of our mistakes. Our decisions, our conscience. I assisted a surgery for 10 hours before. I couldn't pee, I couldn't think of peeing, I couldn't even think ...

It's been a while since I've actually sat down, breeze through and embrace you. I've just spent at least 3 hours cleaning my old, and new home alone. And now, I'm seated comfortably at one of my favourite spot, right under my house's only air-conditioner where it's blowing shyly at me while massive TV infront playing Grey's Anatomy. I hate this show. It speaks so much of what you've been thinking that it leaves me bawling over a sentence at times. A damn sentence. So fortunately, the past few weeks have been nothing but a blessing of absolute detachment from everything else and more so a discovery of all kinds of newness, thanks to you "time". It isn't easy to start all over again, especially when it comes to companionship. I've been away from home for 5 years now, while high school friends are always here, most of my close friends are half way around the world. Or at least hours flight away from me. That means, for now (just now) m...

Everyone has their own "thing". Some people's thing is their music, some their dogs, some their business, some their friends, some their fashion sense. A thing that is so close to them. Mine, well, my thing is obviously my family. I put them first whenever I can. Today's my beautiful sister Jessica's birthday! My longest bestfriend, my longest partner in crime. And I'm cooking for her tonight! :) Love & peace, Jacqueline Rowena @ Jacqkie.

How do you compare? Credits to: Gedsman Love & peace, Jacqueline Rowena @ Jacqkie.

Bring 'em fattening food, cookies! I'll be home this weekend with my mummy, sisi and abang! Love! "Why didn't you take leave on Monday?!, got more holidays!" "3 days is more than enough if you spend it wisely." "Word." "It's not the duration, it's the quality time spent together" Love & peace, Jacqueline Rowena @ Jacqkie.

Remember the saying that a picture tells a thousand words and that no caption sometimes can bring justice to describe a moment? It brings joy to my heart when I see a tagged photo of me in this after a long day of work :) This exactly. I love all of you. My good friend once told me that my family will be the death of me. I paused, inhaled and exhaled. Told him... that I wholeheartedly agree so and refuse to find wrong in it. Credits to Kakak Milla & Abang Zain Love & peace, Jacqueline Rowena @ Jacqkie.