That makes us a family

By that, I mean vanity.
I have 'face problem' according to my family members. Hence I'm not showing my face.
(the fact is that I have put on some weight thus I have double chin [which resembles prosperity and happiness. Happy CNY~] which makes me look ugly in the pictures)

And my sister can be really photogenic.
(Chung Shang Leng if you see this you pretend that you did not okay?)


Holy mama how can a candid shot be so artistic?

Taken by papa
I want a speedlite....

Anyway. Taking pictures is not our only pastime in the kampung.
During this trip, I learnt something new - the skipping stone~

Mine could repeatedly bounced for a maximum of 4 times.
Don't laugh. That was my first time of throwing the stones anyway.
I'm pretty proud of myself alright?

This was how my sister reacted when her stone was able to bounce off across the lake for... twice~

And last but not least, the sepia series.
I have been pronouncing sepia as 'sepia' (bahasa baku) for years until my dad told me that it should be pronounced as 'se-fai-ah'.
Anyway, people thought that I purposely pronounce it as so so they never bothered to correct me.I think the result would be much better if I have a speedlite.
What to do...? I cannot afford one now =(


See, I would be very emotional if I write this post alone.
I learnt the lesson. I hate being emotional.
Hence, I'm writing it now with their companion~ =D
(he is watching knowing. while he is reading comic online. she is facebooking.
we communicate by msn even if we are next to each other.
bunch of weirdos)

They will be going back to KK on this Sunday anyway.
And I will be left alone again.

Well, maybe not.
I still have Greenie the iguana which often pees on me when resting on my shoulder.

New Year's Resolution!!!

Who said a resolution can't be made during Chinese New Year??
Yeap, when everyone is writing about CNY and the V's day,
I opted for this thing which have long written by the others.

2 months later than the others,
no wonder I'm slow in everything.

(Fact: I was too lazy to make it during new year)

It's almost the same as last year's though (I think. I don't have good memory)

I will really stick to them I swear. (I always contradict myself though)

1. Less cyber loitering
2. Lose weight (Cook less. Bake less. Eat less)

Update: (may have more updates)
3. Less vulgarities (whether in verbal form or in written form)

(shall I put start studying in?)
No. I will study anyway.
It shan't be made a resolution.

I think that's all.

Man I'm so ambitious.
Chung Shang Hui make sure you keep it

Life can be simple, yet good

It all depends on how you see it.

I was waken by Greenie - nay he doesn't cock nor meow nor bark - it just walked around the leaves - leaving the shee-shee-sha-sha sound.

I then stared at the ceiling, and thought: hey... things have finally come to an end.

Really, never had I feel so relief before.
(just a figure of speech.
I felt much relief upon the ending of my exam)

All of the sudden, the surroundings have become so beautiful.

I didn't know drinking warm 3-in-1 Spirulina oat can be so satisfying for breaking the fast.

I didn't know the combination between my fake music notes and the view from my window can be so harmonically matched.

I didn't know reading some bimbo magazines on my bed early in the morning can be so relaxing.

I didn't know flipping through my organiser and reading the little secrets from it can be so heartwarming.
(yes if you able to steal my organiser you will get to know most of my secrets.)

Seriously, life is good - if you think that it is.

Good day ahead =)

*nods head*

Just received a forwarded mail from my dad's colleague.

I usually do not repost or reforward mails but I find this suits my mood to bits.

What is hard to break?

HABIT.

If you break the H,
you still have A BIT.

If you break the H and A,
you still have BIT.

If you break the H, A and B,
you still have IT.

After you break the T in IT,
you still have 'I'...

The person,
in the end of the day,
is the root of all problems.

Eeeee?
SML lor.
(that stands for suck my life.
I'm trying to cut down on vulgarities)

Don't tell me that I have form a habit of thinking of him?
*punch self. slap self way too light for a punishment*

Just to neutralise my tainted image...

A lot of people have put forward a question after browsing through the pictures taken at Mist:

You stripped a guy??

Or some of them made it a statement:

You stripped a guy.

Yes people, it is evidential.
Need to ask more? Unless I made some statement like... it looked like me it sounded like me but it wasn't me.

Nevermind if you didn't get the joke.

Well, I did not start it.
I merely abetted.

Anyway, in order to neutralise my tainted image,
I have decided to bake.

*is that even relevant?
a bad girl does bake right?*

Alright that is not the main reason of baking.
I had extracted a failproof recipe from Len Ngar my 30-step-neighbour and I wanted to try it on.
Plus, CNY is around the corner,
I wanted to do something for my employers because they have been treating me very well.

Another reason is that I have got nothing better to do at home.
I went to the college this morning, and been informed that the lecturer was sick and thus class canceled,
I didn't feel like shopping hence I went home.
When I have nothing to do,
my mind would start to wander.
Then I would conveniently think of him.

...

So I brilliantly tried to replace him with measurements and ingredients -
and tried to replace the smell of his fragrance which had been lingering in my mind with the smell of butter and chocolate.
It worked.. during the whole process of baking.

Anyway. The sweeties tasted good - the cookies itself are light and fluffy, while I used macadamia nuts instead of the conventional almonds - which rendered the whole cookies not too hard - more suitable for the elders.

Naked. Still good though.

The coat is beautiful too~ I did not have heavy cream in hand hence I substituted it with evaporated milk - it turned out to be okay, not too runny, but slightly sticky than usual.

Eh can you see me from the gloss?

A recipe which definitely to be kept. Thank you Lea Ngar!

If you care to try it:

London cookies

250g butter (I used Golden Churn woohoo~~~)
130g icing sugar (I blended the coarse sugar anyway)
450g cookies flour
2 egg yolks
1 tsp vanilla essence (didn't bother to measure)
Toasted whole shelled almonds (I used macadamia nuts)
Toasted nibbed almonds (I blended macadamia nuts)
Cooking Chocolate (I shall try white chocolate next time)

The recipe didn't call for heavy cream to liquify the ganache but it was difficult to coat the cookies with pure cooking chocolate.

1) Cream butter + sugar
2) Add in vanilla Essence + Egg yolks - Cream (1 min)
3) Add flour - mix
4) Take piece of nuts - cover with some dough - into oval shape
5) Bake at 180C - Till light brown
(I forgotten to take down the time - I baked for 18 minutes)
6) Coat cookies with melted chocolate
7) Place chocolate coated cookies into paper cup - topped with nibbed nuts

Yea I took it down in point form.

Now I have done with my baking.
Did it convince you that I am not a bad girl?

p/s: I am not a self-declared bad girl.
I have never thought that I am bad nor have I thought that I am wild.
There was once a close friend of mine asked me to change my image, so that I could attract different classes of men (read: good men. Better men) .
A net friend of mine even told me to be involved in more charities, instead of partying and hanging out.

Trust me. I am not wild at all.

Nice meeting up with you guys~

Eh... It's not a conventional saying.

I do mean that.

At least I had them to be acquainted with me when I was sad.
(just a coincidence I know...
but let me be vain alright?)

By them, I mean April's Twitter friends.
(currently mine too~ Yay + many friends) <--despo So my friend Jonathan informed me that Boys Like Girls and Khalil Fong would be performing in the Nokia X6 Launch Party.
Since the entrance is free, and I had got nothing better to do, I decided to drag April along.

Coincidentally, April's twitter friends would be going too.
Good. The more the merrier.

I wouldn't talk much about the party - since really, there were nothing much to talk about.
We reached there at about 8pm, 10 minutes before the party started.

exaggerated pose. As usual.

We heard that the place was terribly packed and according to my friend, it was pretty much like a battlefield.
So anyway, we escaped the war, and walked into the stadium nonchalantly.

It was not a boring night, but nothing really exciting happened.

Xiang Xi (he's my brother btw) and Bryan the piggy-back slave

Oh yea, towards the end of the party, some Malay boys made a circle, and started to push each others.
I used to be pushed into this kind of circle during a concert in Sunway Lagoon - tragic.

Anyway. That night was not really an important one.
So.. the end.

From left: Bryan, CK, April, XX, aku

Oh yea. Thank you Bryan for your promised lollipop.
i won't ask you to go die anymore.

(I'm bad in ending a post)

Oh. It's not the end yet.
The second night.

So Amelia, Bebee and Bryan were manage to win some passes for the access of Mist Club's VIP area.

Initially, I did not want to go.
There were actually not enough passes for all of us.
(And mind you, I am considered as the extras - I joined in the group after they have done with the distribution of the passes)

I know they were trying very hard to win the extra pass for me (thank you!) because they thought there were enough passes and had initially invited me to join them.
Plus, they realised that I am really fun to be with (let me be vain okay?) on the previous party.
Sadly, in the end, they did not manage to get it.

Anyway.
I did not want to put them into such a hard time - so I decided to pull out.
Haiya, they have no obligation to bring me along okay?
Why makes life so difficult???
It's just another party anyway...

Then...
Something happened.
(which is not worth mentioning at all. It is childish to be unhappy over this incident)

I was upset - even Green Tea Frappucino tasted terrible at that moment.
I did not feel like going home anymore.
I needed companions, I needed to dance and worse, I felt that I needed alcohol.
I am not an alcoholic per se - I can't even drink.

But you see - allow me to say it again - there are not enough passes for everyone!

So...
in the end,
Eklern brought in the VIP wristband - without sticking it around his wrist,
and asked Wilson to bring it out again for me.
It was all Bebee's idea.
Thank you guys.
I was such a trouble-maker I know.

from left: aku, Amelia, Bryan, April, Donno, Bebee, Eklern, CK
(bebee's bf Wilson was holding the camera)

So...
I managed to have companions.

*stolen from flyfm blog*

From left: Nicole, April, Amelia, Bebee, Aku

I managed to dance.

I managed to intoxicate myself.

...

I thought I could sleep better after that.

Hell no.

In CK's car, I could feel the world spinning already.
I had to lie on April's lap because whenever I laid my sight on the windscreen, I felt like vomiting.
(and there was when I dropped your IC April....)

You see, both me and April were partially drunk.
Bryan and CK could just easily take sexual advantage on us but thankfully, these two gentlemen did not do so.
Mind you, it was the second meet up with them.

I maybe a turn-off for them la because yea, I am fat but April worrrr.... she is so irresistible and yet the guys did what they ought to do - to send us home.

Good guys.

Anyway.

When I was home,
I still managed to talk and walk.
Xiang Xi was there waiting for me (yea right - he was gaming at the same time),
and I even told him that I wanted to vomit and asked him to lock the gates.

I went into my room, turned on the light and somehow, I felt strange.
It was brighter than usual - it didn't look like my room.
Anyway I didn't enter the wrong room - it memang IS my room.
I didn't get into the fridge or whatsoever as the lame joke suggested.

Then, the first thing I looked for was the toilet bowl.
(thank you Dad for the personal toilet so that grandma wouldn't know that I vomited)
There is a sink in the toilet - but I have no idea why I prefer vomiting into the bowl.

Lesson of the day - clean the toilet bowl regularly (which I do!) - you wouldn't know when you will have to face it (which I do... too)

I didn't like the nauseation - hence I dug my throat.
Yeap. I then thrown up - as expected.

I still able to remove my make up, wash my face, brush my teeth and shower before throwing myself onto the bed.
I even texted my brother - just to remind him to lock the gates.

On and off, I felt nauseous again and had to drag myself to the toilet bowl again and dug my throat again and threw up again.

4 times - for merely 4 glasses of vodka lime and a glass of whisky cola.
Such a lousy drinker.
I think it's the mixture that causes the problem.
I would not have been that terribly drunk if I didn't take the whisky cola.
They were run out of Vodka so we were served whisky instead.

Okay. Back to myself.
Contrary to my own belief, I did not manage to sleep well.
My heard beat rapidly, each ending with very hard 'thump'.
I then started to cry for no reason - it was not something I could control though.

My mind wandered down to the memory lane - all my drinking experience were projected.

My ex took very good care of me during my first time of getting drunk - he did not even take any sexual advantage of me leh because he knew that if I were sober, I would not have consented to it.. Respect paid. Good guy. Mind you, we were 18 by then - perfectly legal to have sex. Maybe he was too tired after taking care the intoxicated me.

There was once, my dad waited for me outside the club after erm.. I couldn't remember how many calls I have missed. While we were on our way home, I stopped by the road 3 times and vomited. I even scratched my car while entering.

Last year, I went backpacking (to Johor... funny or not?) and stayed at a pair of young couple's home. They are someone whom I have never met before but nevertheless treated me like their own sister. So their French neighbour treated us dinner at a local French restaurant. I drank some red wine - and drunk. The young couple were so kind that they gave me a pill to release the effect caused by the alcohols.
Yes, come to think of it, it was really dangerous.
What if it wasn't that kind of pill as they have claimed it to be?

I was such a lucky idiot.
It's good to be taken care of when you are drunk.

While wandering.. I fell asleep.. for 3 hours.
I even went jogging in the next morning - terror leh.
Sunday jog is my weekly routine which shall not be missed ~

I am truly blessed. What else do I want to ask for??

Credits to Amelialing and Nicolecheang for the pictures.
For more pictures, click here.
Crazy pictures are not to be posted here because my students are following my blog (you know who you are... -.-)