Friday, November 13, 2009
i still miss Australia.
can you see the writing on the sky, in the clouds. it says, "marry me, Leel (sth sth)".
and i miss being able to have lunch on public transportation. here, we can't even eat sweets! :(
mountains in the far distance.
australians suntan anywhere.
the boys stuffed autumn leaves in my hood.
strike ahead.
my cousin's coming back this december, bet he would miss it lots too!
can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 4:27 PM.
Monday, November 09, 2009
feels really weird to have just woken up, when everyone else is going to sleep (1 am).
this whole sheng ling nu hai thing is really taking over the globe eh, seeing how everyone photowhores, and whores pretty photos found all over the net on their blogs..
i read two blogs, where both had been in a long term relationship, but broken up. (not 2 parts of a couple) and it scared me. imagining how it would feel without the boy in my life, to have that huge gaping hole in my life. what would i do, who would i hang out with? i should really have a healthier social life eh. (btw everything's going great though. :))
The PPF is not flitting around my Etsy shop at all, sigh. That's Etsy lingo for Paypal Fairy, who reportedly brings sales to your store haha. Etsy people are so cute.
Maybe I should find something on Etsy to feature here.
here you go. Picture from ohhellofriend, item at http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=29575937.
i feel like having breakfast. though it's 1am. :( i want french toast suddenly!
this whole sheng ling nu hai thing is really taking over the globe eh, seeing how everyone photowhores, and whores pretty photos found all over the net on their blogs..
i read two blogs, where both had been in a long term relationship, but broken up. (not 2 parts of a couple) and it scared me. imagining how it would feel without the boy in my life, to have that huge gaping hole in my life. what would i do, who would i hang out with? i should really have a healthier social life eh. (btw everything's going great though. :))
The PPF is not flitting around my Etsy shop at all, sigh. That's Etsy lingo for Paypal Fairy, who reportedly brings sales to your store haha. Etsy people are so cute.
Maybe I should find something on Etsy to feature here.
here you go. Picture from ohhellofriend, item at http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=29575937.
i feel like having breakfast. though it's 1am. :( i want french toast suddenly!
can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 1:11 AM.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
today on the way back, i suddenly thought of the mama-shop uncle.
not the one who's there at my void-deck now, but the uncle who owned and ran the mama-shop before this new one came along.
the mama-shop was a HUGE part of my childhood, i can remember myself buying some snack from him everytime i got down from the schoolbus, with my little brother in tow. There was this wafer ice cream, wrapped in a really old school paper. The wafer biscuit was often soft and not really fresh actually, but I don't know why i kept buying it. maybe it was just for that familiar taste, and knowing that there wasn't anywhere else that sold it. and the little packets of sweets i used to buy for 50cents, or 20cents for the smaller ones. It was the highlight of my brother's and my day, after having come home from school, to share our treasures when we got home.
also, i remember there was this particular day. and i was still in primary school, so we had to wake up really early for the morning school session to catch the school-bus. And the sky was really dark, it was about 6am or something. and it was pouring really heavily. And my mom didn't want us to get our school-socks drenched from stepping in the puddles. So when we passed by the mama-shop as we always do, she got 4 plastic bags from the uncle. and she tied them around me and my brother's school-shoes. It was quite a sight really haha.
and i can't remember the many times we used the toilet of the mama-shop, a really small one tucked away in the back of the shop, and i would sneak looks around his store-room stacked high and full with goodies of all sorts.
and his simple nasi lemak i always had for lunch, with just good chilli and egg and fragrant rice. none of that nasty fish filled with fish-bones.
The uncle worked with his wife, and both of them opened shop almost everyday without fail. I would greet them as I passed by everyday, on the way to the lift.
and then one day, the shop was closed. and my mom broke the new to me that noon that the uncle was severely sick.
and then, just a few days later, he had passed away. His wife never did return to open the shop again, and the shop was closed for a long while.
and now, the current shop owners are also a couple, and the shop has taken on a 'hippier' look. However, i almost never buy anything from the shop anymore. Nor do I even pass by them, with the new lift that has been installed right outside my flat.
The uncle was always friendly and kindly, and always there to look out for everyone in the flat.
i miss him. :( sighh, getting really teary now.
not the one who's there at my void-deck now, but the uncle who owned and ran the mama-shop before this new one came along.
the mama-shop was a HUGE part of my childhood, i can remember myself buying some snack from him everytime i got down from the schoolbus, with my little brother in tow. There was this wafer ice cream, wrapped in a really old school paper. The wafer biscuit was often soft and not really fresh actually, but I don't know why i kept buying it. maybe it was just for that familiar taste, and knowing that there wasn't anywhere else that sold it. and the little packets of sweets i used to buy for 50cents, or 20cents for the smaller ones. It was the highlight of my brother's and my day, after having come home from school, to share our treasures when we got home.
also, i remember there was this particular day. and i was still in primary school, so we had to wake up really early for the morning school session to catch the school-bus. And the sky was really dark, it was about 6am or something. and it was pouring really heavily. And my mom didn't want us to get our school-socks drenched from stepping in the puddles. So when we passed by the mama-shop as we always do, she got 4 plastic bags from the uncle. and she tied them around me and my brother's school-shoes. It was quite a sight really haha.
and i can't remember the many times we used the toilet of the mama-shop, a really small one tucked away in the back of the shop, and i would sneak looks around his store-room stacked high and full with goodies of all sorts.
and his simple nasi lemak i always had for lunch, with just good chilli and egg and fragrant rice. none of that nasty fish filled with fish-bones.
The uncle worked with his wife, and both of them opened shop almost everyday without fail. I would greet them as I passed by everyday, on the way to the lift.
and then one day, the shop was closed. and my mom broke the new to me that noon that the uncle was severely sick.
and then, just a few days later, he had passed away. His wife never did return to open the shop again, and the shop was closed for a long while.
and now, the current shop owners are also a couple, and the shop has taken on a 'hippier' look. However, i almost never buy anything from the shop anymore. Nor do I even pass by them, with the new lift that has been installed right outside my flat.
The uncle was always friendly and kindly, and always there to look out for everyone in the flat.
i miss him. :( sighh, getting really teary now.
can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 1:05 AM.
Monday, October 26, 2009
4 generous spoonfuls of vanilla yoghurt, and a handful of crunchy grapes.
YUM! try it, they are a surprisingly good combination!
my mum's new house slippers. a little too cute, don't you think! hahaha!
orh ba kak (meaning punched in the eye) bunnies.
please give my Flickr some love! :)
can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 5:00 PM.
Friday, October 02, 2009
a tweet-worthy incident, but my twitter is so inactive that I'd rather blog. heh.
me and the boy (is anyone getting irritated with this reference? haha) were in ikea, and we had this trolley thing, loaded with our bags cause they were weighing us down. So we were pushing it around, and had a constant tickling battle (god we're irritating, hahha. but its vicious okay. Quoted from the boy "OMG, u're damn violent!", or something along that line.). and at the end of the day as the announcements chimed that the store was closing, we rolled the trolley to the checkout lines. at that time i was pushing it, but before that the boy was the one doing the pushing for quite some time.
and then, he suddenly pointed at the trolley, stricken and burst into laughter at the same time.
i was pushing a trolley that was fully filled with maybe 50 photoframes and 2 rags, and some other crap, and our bags were gone. and the STUPIDEST THING, was that the trolley was an entirely different kind from the one we were pushing before! It was a MUCH bigger one, and the design was totally different.
we had been pushing around the WRONG trolley for goodness knows how long, must have happened during one of the highlights of the tickling battle. hahaha.
HOW DUMB ARE WE.
we then spent like 10minutes laughing like crazy hyenas and combing the place for the trolley we deserted. (we found it in the end) hahah. the things we do.
me and the boy (is anyone getting irritated with this reference? haha) were in ikea, and we had this trolley thing, loaded with our bags cause they were weighing us down. So we were pushing it around, and had a constant tickling battle (god we're irritating, hahha. but its vicious okay. Quoted from the boy "OMG, u're damn violent!", or something along that line.). and at the end of the day as the announcements chimed that the store was closing, we rolled the trolley to the checkout lines. at that time i was pushing it, but before that the boy was the one doing the pushing for quite some time.
and then, he suddenly pointed at the trolley, stricken and burst into laughter at the same time.
i was pushing a trolley that was fully filled with maybe 50 photoframes and 2 rags, and some other crap, and our bags were gone. and the STUPIDEST THING, was that the trolley was an entirely different kind from the one we were pushing before! It was a MUCH bigger one, and the design was totally different.
we had been pushing around the WRONG trolley for goodness knows how long, must have happened during one of the highlights of the tickling battle. hahaha.
HOW DUMB ARE WE.
we then spent like 10minutes laughing like crazy hyenas and combing the place for the trolley we deserted. (we found it in the end) hahah. the things we do.
can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 12:45 AM.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
my lovely girlfriends.
you know how it is after you get attached. you get so very caught up in the honeymoon phase that you want to meet up with the other half every single minute and before you know it, you find that your girlfriends have been pushed out of your schedule and your life.
i've been victim to this zhong se qin you (which translates to placing more importance on the opposite sex, usually the boyfriend, over your friends) occasionally, so i never wanted to be that sort of girl. hopefully i still was a good friend during that whole honeymoon phase (probably the whole first few months of last year).
okay i'm deviating from what i wanted to write about. sometimes i write here because i'm so psyched about something i can't wait to ramble on, or when i have tons of photos that i want to share, or when there's some event/moment i really want to remember (and don't trust my lousy memory to). in this case, it's the latter.
and so, we went over to di's place (ok i mean mansion HAHHAH!) on sunday afternoon. Honestly, i was really excited about seeing the babuseng again (after a good few months of not!), and just really happy with the thought of us four girls catching up again. we do have such fun together.
and so armed with homebaked cheesecake (yes the one featured in the post before this) and presents from Aust and Bangkok and feeling a little Santa-ish, I headed over.
i think in the two days we met, i've laughed more and talked more than i have in months! every single moment was just filled with catching up with each other's lives, making each other answer hypothetical questions that only we would know, sharing the latest gossips, our joys and downs. and of course, laughing ourselves silly.
the pool room would always echo with our mad guffaws (mostly ros, HAHHA. okay la i admit i do emit shrill yells sometimes) and i wish someone would videocam us when we're doing the 'distract-opposition' dance with our cue sticks.
that night, we talked into the early morning (5AM!!) with sleepy eyes and empty stomachs, but all still unwilling to turn in for the night. because we knew that such moments weren't going to come about that easily again.
i'm so blessed to have you girls. :))))
P.S can't wait to crash njc together!! hahhaha!
you know how it is after you get attached. you get so very caught up in the honeymoon phase that you want to meet up with the other half every single minute and before you know it, you find that your girlfriends have been pushed out of your schedule and your life.
i've been victim to this zhong se qin you (which translates to placing more importance on the opposite sex, usually the boyfriend, over your friends) occasionally, so i never wanted to be that sort of girl. hopefully i still was a good friend during that whole honeymoon phase (probably the whole first few months of last year).
okay i'm deviating from what i wanted to write about. sometimes i write here because i'm so psyched about something i can't wait to ramble on, or when i have tons of photos that i want to share, or when there's some event/moment i really want to remember (and don't trust my lousy memory to). in this case, it's the latter.
and so, we went over to di's place (ok i mean mansion HAHHAH!) on sunday afternoon. Honestly, i was really excited about seeing the babuseng again (after a good few months of not!), and just really happy with the thought of us four girls catching up again. we do have such fun together.
and so armed with homebaked cheesecake (yes the one featured in the post before this) and presents from Aust and Bangkok and feeling a little Santa-ish, I headed over.
i think in the two days we met, i've laughed more and talked more than i have in months! every single moment was just filled with catching up with each other's lives, making each other answer hypothetical questions that only we would know, sharing the latest gossips, our joys and downs. and of course, laughing ourselves silly.
the pool room would always echo with our mad guffaws (mostly ros, HAHHA. okay la i admit i do emit shrill yells sometimes) and i wish someone would videocam us when we're doing the 'distract-opposition' dance with our cue sticks.
that night, we talked into the early morning (5AM!!) with sleepy eyes and empty stomachs, but all still unwilling to turn in for the night. because we knew that such moments weren't going to come about that easily again.
i'm so blessed to have you girls. :))))
P.S can't wait to crash njc together!! hahhaha!
can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 1:24 PM.
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
I SUCK at time management. I chose the worst timing ever to bake a cake.
Hmm, here is what happened. It was a Thursday (i think) and a few days ago i had chanced upon a beautiful raspberry cheesecake recipe with gorgeous pictures that promised of a delicious cake. and so bright morning Thursday I trooped off to the supermarket and rounded up all my neccessities. Oh, and i had just picked up 2 baskets of VERY ripe strawberries from the boy's, that was one of the main reasons to make this cake.
OH and the fact that i've been keeping busy with my shop making such wonderful miniature cakes, and NONE were for eating. :(
and so i got to work, very psyched by the tantalising baking photos. SO, i had to make strawberry puree first. It was my first time ever, but it didn't turn out that bad. TEDIOUS though!
First I cut up and cored the strawberries, trashing some uberripe ones meanwhile.
and then you gotta slowly boil (with some water) and mash them at the same time, to coax all that juicy syrup out of the berries.
Because the berries' skins were so full of seeds, I had to strain the puree so that nobody eating the cake would bite onto a very disturbing hard seed.
voila, strawberry puree! oh and pardon the photos, when you're peppered in flour and have only one hand to take photos and horrid kitchen lighting, this is the best i can manage. haha.
whipping cream cheese (EXPENSIVE SHITSSS) and freshly-ground sugar together.
mixing in self-crushed graham crackers crumbs for the cake base.
YUMMM, all that's left is to pour the creamy cheesecake batter into the heavenly-smelling crust!
but bloody hell.
what is THIS SHITTTTTTTTT.
okay lar i did manage to salvage it in the end, by spooning some mixtures into muffin cups and baking them again. and i also whipped up a new graham crust and used some of the cheesecake batter for the new (albeit VERY much smaller) cake.
it is SO HARD to bake with microwave ovens! the many convection/microwave etc etc modes just bloody confuses me!! i just looked away for a while and the next minute my beautiful-looking cheesecake had melted into a greasy mess.
and my mommy made strawberry juice with the leftover puree.
now the cheesecake isn't half made, though the texture is very much more like a cheesecake mousse instead haha. But there's even a homemade rich chocolate ganache spread on top of it, say YUMMM. hahah.
there's so much of it left in my fridge, c'mon i wanna share! :)
Hmm, here is what happened. It was a Thursday (i think) and a few days ago i had chanced upon a beautiful raspberry cheesecake recipe with gorgeous pictures that promised of a delicious cake. and so bright morning Thursday I trooped off to the supermarket and rounded up all my neccessities. Oh, and i had just picked up 2 baskets of VERY ripe strawberries from the boy's, that was one of the main reasons to make this cake.
OH and the fact that i've been keeping busy with my shop making such wonderful miniature cakes, and NONE were for eating. :(
and so i got to work, very psyched by the tantalising baking photos. SO, i had to make strawberry puree first. It was my first time ever, but it didn't turn out that bad. TEDIOUS though!
First I cut up and cored the strawberries, trashing some uberripe ones meanwhile.
and then you gotta slowly boil (with some water) and mash them at the same time, to coax all that juicy syrup out of the berries.
Because the berries' skins were so full of seeds, I had to strain the puree so that nobody eating the cake would bite onto a very disturbing hard seed.
voila, strawberry puree! oh and pardon the photos, when you're peppered in flour and have only one hand to take photos and horrid kitchen lighting, this is the best i can manage. haha.
whipping cream cheese (EXPENSIVE SHITSSS) and freshly-ground sugar together.
mixing in self-crushed graham crackers crumbs for the cake base.
YUMMM, all that's left is to pour the creamy cheesecake batter into the heavenly-smelling crust!
but bloody hell.
what is THIS SHITTTTTTTTT.
okay lar i did manage to salvage it in the end, by spooning some mixtures into muffin cups and baking them again. and i also whipped up a new graham crust and used some of the cheesecake batter for the new (albeit VERY much smaller) cake.
it is SO HARD to bake with microwave ovens! the many convection/microwave etc etc modes just bloody confuses me!! i just looked away for a while and the next minute my beautiful-looking cheesecake had melted into a greasy mess.
and my mommy made strawberry juice with the leftover puree.
now the cheesecake isn't half made, though the texture is very much more like a cheesecake mousse instead haha. But there's even a homemade rich chocolate ganache spread on top of it, say YUMMM. hahah.
there's so much of it left in my fridge, c'mon i wanna share! :)
can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 12:07 AM.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
yesterday over a silly quarrel, i cried to sleep. it was a long time since i have cried over him, and it only reminded me of how much this relationship meant to me.
this is a tacky-looking plastic ring. the silver's actually plastic and little slivers of it are flaking off, and the picture is just a glittery pop-up sticker of Pooh stuck onto the cap. but it's still one of my treasures. cause the boy exchanged it for me using arcade points in Brisbane (although i know i paid for the credits hahaha, but STILL).
ilu!
can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 8:07 PM.
Sunday, July 05, 2009
I'm back from Brissy in Aussie! hahha, okay i meant Brisbane in Australia.
Not going to put up many photos here cause that'd be a uploading nightmare (and i'm still supposed to be suffering from jetlag, 2 hours difference is STILL a difference! hehhh). but you can view them at facebook! (i'm talking to my invisible stalkers don't mind me)
EDIT: i meant i'm going to put up lots of photos.
haha i don't know what i was thinking when i wrote the above paragraph.
alright, i'm writing this post in various chunks because i keep getting distracted (television, unpacking, getting familiarised with my house etc).
it's 7pm now and i'm shocked that the day hasn't ended yet. In Australia, we'll probably be washing up and getting ready to sleep by now.
Okay, so for that little wrap up of my Aussie vacation.
it was AWESOME (to quote one of the favourite words of the Australians). Like i had expected, there were plenty of gorgeous landscapes to camwhore and just gawk at, especially for us visually-deprived city kids. The theme park rides were still as scary as i thought, and i squirmed my way out of two rides but still pretty fun on the whole. :) I didn't even think I would muster up the courage to sit for one of them.
the moments to remember..
when the radio continually blared MJ's hits in our rented car, and then suddenly i shrieked and twisted the volume knob way up. and the dj declared that MJ had just passed away. and there were loads of OMG, idontbelieve!, and the frantic googling of how it happened as soon as we reached Toowong.
chancing upon the steal of a lifetime - $10+ AUD to drive our own boat, and fish for 3 hours in the vast lake of Noosa. and reeling in my very first fish catch ever! :)
stealing some private time with the boy when we sneaked out of the house for a walk around Toowong, only to brisk-walk home very soon after to the sounds of nature calls. hahaha.
breathing in the fresh chilly air as we stood atop the hilly vineyard, with jacket-clad horses grazing beside us. this is definitely one of my favourite places in the world. photos can't bring across the sea of calm that washed over me as i stood there, listening to the music of the winds breezing across the valleys.
the crowded kitchen where we all gathered to whip up dishes for the housemates whose space we've invaded for almost two weeks. that night we had an international dinner of kimchi soup, chinese prawn-omelette and blackpepper chicken.
wintry nights where we dug our hands deep in our coat pockets and hung our heads low as we trudged against the sharp chilling winds.
that horrid competition of daidee and indian poker where the suay me kept picking the gross jellybellies. they come in assorted flavours of baby wipes, boogers, pencil shavings etc. G R O S S. I almost puked at one point.
my not-needed alone time with a bucketfull of expensive technological gadgets as I waited an hour for the boys to emerge from that superman ride. i was too chicken to try that. 0-100km/hr in 2 seconds, NO THANKS. :)
me and the boy being quick strawberry-pickers in the strawberry fields, while the rest were still searching for the most perfect ones to bring home, and popping the rest into their mouths. TSK TSK. i think they ate a whole kg of them juicy red gems.
i think my boy is very the cute. :P
so are angmoh kids. AIYOH I WANNA PINCH THEIR CHEEKS!
in aussie, their street bird variety are of a colourful and exotic kind. They even have swarms of wild parrots with colorfully streaked stomachs around!
the many fish and chips meals we had. They have ginomous chips there! my cousin longlong truly belongs there hahaa. (he's a lover of fries, old joke about his tallness too. :P)
my xiaoyi's treat all the way from singapore, with a budget of S$500 to splurge on a good meal. Of course we couldn't totally use that entire amount, but we did have a lavish meal of S$200. :)
alright i should STOP for now. i totally over-uploaded. hahaha.
g'day to you folks! :)
can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 4:29 PM.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
a few things that's on my mind.
today was the birthday of my bestie! :) had an AWESOME doubledate dinner. :)
I'm smiling inwardly cause I'm thinking about how I'm going to be meeting my boy in a few hours, and we've got an entire list on to-dos for tomorrow.
first, visit the dog and bring it out for a long-awaited walk! that reminds me, ill have to go get treats at westmall first.
then watch that ancient movie 'night at the museum ONE' at the boy's house. hahah. yes ONE. so that i'll be ready to watch NATM 2! :)
and then i'll probably have to rush off for the last train.
sighh, so many times i wished (especially on the last train back!) we didn't live on opposite sides of the country. :(
OHWELL. anyway, all's good on the career route! I've been very active in a polymerclay miniatures forum lately, and been learning some new tips along the way while meeting new people (though they're mostly 30years older!). And although number of real life case studies of those who've ventured into sculpting as full time careers is rather dismal, I'm more determined than ever now.
Especially since my mom supported my decision to embark on this path, at least for a few months. :)
PLUS, i'm leaving for australia in less than 3 weeks! never mind that i have no idea what we're going to do once we're there, and no idea how to pack for the chilly weather. It's Aust damnit! :)
Now, i've got to go snuggle in bed with a good Picoult book. Oh, my life is good.
today was the birthday of my bestie! :) had an AWESOME doubledate dinner. :)
I'm smiling inwardly cause I'm thinking about how I'm going to be meeting my boy in a few hours, and we've got an entire list on to-dos for tomorrow.
first, visit the dog and bring it out for a long-awaited walk! that reminds me, ill have to go get treats at westmall first.
then watch that ancient movie 'night at the museum ONE' at the boy's house. hahah. yes ONE. so that i'll be ready to watch NATM 2! :)
and then i'll probably have to rush off for the last train.
sighh, so many times i wished (especially on the last train back!) we didn't live on opposite sides of the country. :(
OHWELL. anyway, all's good on the career route! I've been very active in a polymerclay miniatures forum lately, and been learning some new tips along the way while meeting new people (though they're mostly 30years older!). And although number of real life case studies of those who've ventured into sculpting as full time careers is rather dismal, I'm more determined than ever now.
Especially since my mom supported my decision to embark on this path, at least for a few months. :)
PLUS, i'm leaving for australia in less than 3 weeks! never mind that i have no idea what we're going to do once we're there, and no idea how to pack for the chilly weather. It's Aust damnit! :)
Now, i've got to go snuggle in bed with a good Picoult book. Oh, my life is good.
can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 1:33 AM.
