Birthday Strudle

Birthday Strudle

It is November 9th, 2004! What is so significant of this date? Well, it is Jessica, one of my bestest best friends' 18th birthday. Since it's her birthday, i am gonna dedicate this blog to her.

It's 3.15pm, Jessica walks towards Ali Maju (the hang out mamak at college), stops and turns and gives me that "oh you shouldn't have planned!" stare. Inside sits all her friends filling three tables, and on the table a foot long blueberry strudle with a candle. Yummy! That was our cake for Jessica, as there weren't any good bakerys around, so we thought of a rather messy idea of getting a foot long strudle from Strudles. Well its the thought that counts.

Take a look at the delicious foot long strudle waiting to be eaten.



This is a shot of Ashvina trying to cut the strudle neatly for a nice share



This is a picture of Jess and her friends at the strudle cutting. Jess is the third from the left.



Well thats Jessica's strudle cutting ceremony!
Happy Birthday Jess! Enjoy 18!

Laksa

Laksa

There are some food experiences in this world that should only really be enjoyed in their place of origin. If they were to be prepared for you anywhere else they would lose that marvellous sense of place that they evoke so well. They belong in that place, they taste best in that place, and they should be eaten only in that place.

For a Malaysian, laksa must be dished- up piping hot in a crowded, noisy coffee shop in your neighbourhood area (also known as tasty 'mamaking')

I start my blog today with a thought i had while eating laksa at the 'Laksa Shack'. I must admit, it is my favourite Malaysian dish. So what is the big deal with Laksa? After doing some research, i find it so amazing how laksa is used to represent Malaysia, united by its 3 major races.

Now Laksa is a typical Malaysian dish as its ingredients are contributed from its 3 major races, which are the Malays, the Chinese, and the Indians. If you take a good look into your bowl of laksa waiting to be eaten, you would notice that it has large quantity of ingredients in it. Let us first start with the noodles. Noodles is originated from the chinese as the curry is an Indian thing. To top this dish with the large quantity of spices, we have different types of malay spices which was a big favourite among the Nyonyas. There you have it, how a delicious simple dish of laksa can represent the citizens of Malaysia.

Today we have loads of different types of laksas. Some of which are Curry Laksa, Assam Laksa, Sarawak Laksa, Bali Laksa, Johor Laksa, Kelantan Laksa, Laksa Kedah, Laksa Patani, Penang Laksa and lots more!

Has anyone ever thought of creating your own type of laksa, garnished with all your favourite ingredients? It would be quite fun to here all your crazy ideas, so do post them! As for now, im going to have some laksa fun in the kitchen.

Laters

Kissing Facts

Kissing Facts

I found this article on 'kissing' in "The Malaysian Women's Weekly" which i find particularly interesting as its published in a Malaysian magazine. This is simply because I find Malaysia a country who cannot accept the general view of its people.

As a student of law, I have studied a little on the Malaysian Constitution, and can clearly see that this is not a very open-minded country. Yes, we are allowed to follow are own religious law, but if you look closely you see that we still are grounded by lots of the Islamic laws.

As for today, i want to highlight this article that was published in the august issue of the women's weekly simple because i feel that the more they publish, the more they encourage! You and I, both have heard lots of stories of people getting caught by the cops for making out in a public area. Well its Malaysia, and although its constitution has no such rule for non-muslims, we would still be considered breaking the law as it is said to be breaking an obligatory law of behaving immorally in a public place. I have not heard of such cases in any other countries, but if you have please tell us your story.

As for the article, here is the few kissing facts i adapted to woo your taste buds:

A Kiss a day keeps the dentist away!
Kissing encourages saliva to wash away food from the teeth and lowers the level of the acid that causes decay, prevents plaque build up.

Burn Baby, Burn
Good, rich passionate kissing can help you burn up to 600 calories per hour. From the kissing cure by Dr. Ruth McConnell, graphic management press.

The Science of Kissing
The scientific term of kissing is philematology and our brains have special neurons that help us locate each other’s lips in the dark.

Sweet Relief
Kissing can relieve headaches. With relaxation, the tension restricts blood vessels in the brain are released. Quality is the key

First Movie kiss
John C Rice kissed May Irwin in a film called ‘the kiss’ 1896

Butterfly kiss
With your face less than a breath away, open and close your eyelids against your partners. If done correctly, the fluttering sensation will match the one in your heart.

The longest Kiss
An American couple kissed non stop for a record 30 hours, 50 minutes and 27 seconds on December 5, 2001, at the TV studios of Riki Lake, New York City, USA

This is a very controversial issue and I am pretty sure, you have got lots to say. So start the comment ball rolling. Would love to here your comments on this one!

Code Breaker

Code Breaker

13 - 8 - 1 - 3 - 2 - 5 - 1 - 21

This sequence of numbers were given to me a month go in a question asking, " What do these numbers mean?" This question was part of a "KoKo Crunch" crossword puzzle i simply took part in. Now if you would like to attempt this question do not read the following paragraphs of this post till you give up or break the code. Some clues: there are 9 letters to the answer, moving the numbers around might make it easier to solve.

Did you attempt the question? If yes, scroll down. If No, then how about giving it a go? You never know you could be a great code breaker. But if you still insist that you do not want to, then scroll down anyways...

Here is the funny bit, i won this competition not by knowing the answer, but by simply guessing the answer. Now that i won, i was asked how i had answered all the questions. Now i have an answer for every other question except this one because like i said before i simply made a guess.

So here i am today, a 'simply guess code breaker', blogging about this sequence of numbers. I was pretty shocked when i saw the results as i never expected to make such an intelligent guess.

Well, to answer this question, it would be wise to re-arrange the numbers in increasing order. By doing so the sequence of numbers you can now see is the world's most famous mathematical progression, the FIBONACCI progression. Yes that is indeed the answer, FIBONACCI. A Fibonacci progression is a progression in which each term is equal to the sum of two preceding terms. Apparently flower petals follow the fibonacci numbers as well.

Now how many of you figured this one out? Well to those who did, congratulations! and those who did not, don't worry it is not the end of the world. Just think of it as a bit of trivia. After all i myself did not figure it out. I simply guessed the remaining letters.

Respect

Respect

According to the little oxford dictionary, the word "respect" means:

• 1 a feeling of admiration for someone because of their qualities or achievements
• 2 consideration for feelings or rights of others
• 3 (respects) polite greetings and right behaviour.
• 4 a particular aspect, point, or detail

VERB:

• 1 have respect for
• 2 avoid harming or interfering with
• 3 agree to observe a law, principle

Some people tend to misuse this word, and a whole misunderstanding would then take place. When this particular word is used at people like these in telling them that they are so disrespectful, the defence always heard would be," what makes you think you are not disrespectful?" Only a handful of people would except this critical comment and move into silence accepting it.

Now I am not trying to insult those who misuse this word, but I blog today on this topic to show you my opinion that respect is a strong word with a very strong meaning. In the situation above, the defence was not relevant as no evidence was shown that he/she (who commented) had shown disrespect. A Greek Mythologist once said that in order to the use a word, you must first have respect for that word, only then use the word without violating its true meaning.

I choose a clear and disturbing example of disrespect, where a guy goes around touching a girl all over jokingly without her consent, this in law is defined as assault. Here the guy has clearly no respect for the girl. Yes he may be assaulting her, but the only reason for doing so here was simply due to disrespect.

No offence to men, but looking at the actual meaning of this word (the bold ones), it looks like very few men know how to respect a woman. Yes, it takes alot, but the effort you put in is what we girls notice. Every woman would love to be treated with some respect.

This blog is just my opinion to the word "respect" and how it should be used. Therefore i hope I have not offended anyone in anyway. So the next time you use the word "respect", think about my opinion or open the dictionary.

Confidence got me through!

Confidence got me through!

International Students Night

8th October 2004

7pm-11.30pm

Bukit Kiara Equatrian Club

I joined a group of international friends to dance at this Night. Our dance was called "Indian Fusion" . It was a mix of 4 dances. The first one of which was a indian dance by Real(from India) and Audrey(from Indonesia). A serene performance with indian style. The second dance was a Bengoli dance by Fahim(from Bangladesh) and I. Now this dance was a jumpy banghra like dance with a little drama in it. The third dance was a mixture of indian and western culture. This was done by Audrey and I. Now this dance is a very seductive indian dance that revealhow indian dancers wiggles their hips and shake their ass. The song we danced to is a hindi song with a mix of english to it. For the final dance, we had Real doing a solo dance and joined by the rest of us for the finale. With the above description of the dance, it sounds like everything went on smoothly. But little is said. Yesterday turned out to be one of the worst days for me. That day is when i got sick just before the performance. Now it was 12 pm, just before lunch, and i get this painful stomach ache (not menstrual syndrome) and after a little while of discomfort i start throwing up (ewww). This got worse. I could not even focus. I felt like a smashed car. I was so dizzy, a migrain had to hit me. I had vomitted at least 5 times before i left for the full dress rehersal at 5pm. At rehersal's i did my dance, but have you ever danced with a stomach ache? I felt as if i was carrying a 20kg child on my tummy. Now this aint a joke. What was i going to do now after making myself feel much worse. Its 6pm and all performers were to meet back at 7pm. Now i have to see a doctor. I call a friend, Matthew and he takes me to the clinic. This is so sweet of Matthew to do so. Anyways, at the clinic, the doctor tells me, my stomach is filled with gas and i was having gastric. Now this is so weird, because i have never had gastric before. Doc then gives me a jab, which makes me feel all dizzy, and immediately after that i spill again. Doc says, he doesn't know how im going to perform in this state. He told me to try my best and pull out. he sends me off with medicines. What am i to do now? Am i too pull out and leave the others to a complete waste of time practicing for the past week, or was i gonna dance in my state? Well i decided to go there, and make my decision there. Its 7.40, and my dance is about to start. All of the sudden i get this flashback of my dad telling me when i was 13 ," you should do your best and complete the task even if you did not feel well. Just focus, and put your mind in it, you can do wonders. Confidence is the only thing that will get you through." Funny part is, i felt like doing it, i felt like completing the dance. I might not be at the best of health, but i had to finish it. I did not feel like letting anyone down. My group was kind enough to tell me that if i did not feel like doing the dance i did not have to. But i wanted to, so i did. And that is how it took place. I remembered every step. As the audience you would be able to tell that i was not in the best of moods, but i did try my best in that situation. Thats all that counts. Confidence pulled me through. After the show, no matter how bad i was feeling, i felt good inside that i had completed the task of performing and i could not be any happier.

The online priest

The online priest

Today we hear loads of weird and unique wedding stories how couples choose different wedding stlyes than the usual church event. Beaches have now become a popular spot for weddings. Some people prefer to go for an exotic style and choose the mountain tops as their spot. But what about doing something unique and different? What about getting married online? Its 2004, and everybody seems to be so hooked up with the internet, so why not go IT crazy, and get married online?

I surfed around, and found no such thing as a marriage taking place online. I then identified the problem to this. There was no such thing as an online priest. Now for two people to get married (christians), all they would need is a priest to marry them and each other. So since this it is 2004, why aint there any priest based online? I think that would be a fantastic wedding idea especially for those in a long distance relationship.

Well thats just a new idea. So wat exotic unique plans do you'll have for a great wedding experience?

Creative breakfast!

Creative breakfast!

Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. Many studies have found a relationship between eating breakfast and learning ability, attention span, and general well-being. The American Dietetic Association reports that adults who eat breakfast have an easier time losing weight. Children who regularly eat breakfast think faster, clearer, solve problems more easily, and are less likely to be irritable. Breakfast is important for all ages, not just children.

So why is it 63% of people today do not eat breakfast? Is it because they get up late and have no time to make breakfast? or is it just because they cant find something impressive to feel like eating. So why not make your breakfast impressive?

Change the old light bulb, and start thinking! How am i going to make my simple breakfast interesting? Statistics show that people are more more drawn to a meal to what it looks like. Looks can be decieving, but when it comes to food, 80% of people today are deceived. But thats not a bad sign. In fact some food taste really good. Would it not be better if the food looked good and tasted good.

I have always had the tendency to try to make the most impressive breakfast. If it did not look good, i would prefer to fast the morning meal. One simple idea i took from The Oprah Winfrey show was how to make pancakes looks delicious and yummy. Now this dish contains 2 regular home made pancakes topped with mapple syrup poured on top of the pancakes in a smiley face style. After which slice two pieces of strawberries into thin slices and place them around the pancakes. This will make the pancake look like a sunflower. Now that is what i call a cheerful, creative, makes me wanna eat breakfast. Now if we all made our breakfasts look the way we want them to, don't you think you have just started your day with a bright smile on your face simply because you have achieved making what you wanted your breakfast to look like.

There are loads of different approaches you can take when making your breakfast. I know someone who makes his breakfast look like frankenstein's home! Well as for me, i love cheerful breakfasts.

Anyone have an interesting breakfast idea?

Key to patience.

Key to patience.

I find it rather funny that people find it annoying to sit down and knit, but don't find it annoying sitting in front of a un-upgraded computer for hours. If i am not wrong, both of these task require a lot of patience. So why is it that most people prefer computers to knitting?

Yes, i agree that knitting may be an old trend, but i feel that the amount of patience needed to knit is no where close to one using a computer. "using a computer, requires long waits as two are communicating in two different languages."- John Mill. So why is it, we have so much patience with computers?

I use to say, i hate knitting, as i have a very short attention span, but yet i can sit in front of my old rugged un-upgraded computer for hours without even coming close to the sentence. "i hate computers!"

But recently, i have been getting very restless, and annoyed at having to use a computer that takes 5 minutes just to get into the next page. No, i thought this was rather slow, but many friends say that its nothing compared to 15 minutes of waiting for a page to load. Yet these friends, don't get irratated waiting. If a needle and thread were given to them to knit a simple cloth, most people like them would get so frustrated after only 5 minutes. So what is the logic here?

What is your key to patience?

Is alcohol so bad after all?

Is alcohol so bad after all?

"People who have a daily glass or two of wine or beer are in better health than those who abstain"

Too much drink is undoubtedly bad for the system, increasing the risk of heart disease, stroke, high blood pressure, liver damage and some cancers. But many experts now believe that consuming moderate amounts of alcohol can reduce the incidence of some health problems.

"Research has shown that there are modest health benefits from a moderate intake of alcohol," says Brigid McKevith, nutrician scientist with the British Nutrition Foundation (BNF). One of the benefits of alcohol comes from ethanol, which increases "good" HDL cholesterol and reduces blood clotting. A 12 year study of 38,000 American men showed that those who consumed small amounts of alcohol at least 3 to 4 days a week had a lower risk of heart attack. Neither the type of drink or whether it was taken with a meal or not affected the results.

There might be mental as well as physical benefits to moderate alcohol consumption. Research carried out by a team at University College London suggests that alcohol can enhance brain function. Of 6,000 civil servants studied, those who drank the equivalent of one glass of wine a week did better in a range of cognitive tests than teetotallers, while people who downed the equivalent of half a bottle of wine or two pints of beer a day scored highest of all. The effect is thought to be due to increased blood flow to the brain and the results were most striking among women drinkers- Copyright of Telegraph Group Ltd, London

The above is an extract from a Star newspaper article dated 15th September 2004, an article written by Barbara Lantin as she reports on new research. The reason i raised this article on my blog today, is simply because i found it to be a very controversial topic of discussion among youngsters today.

If this research makes any sense, then why is it today parents make a big deal when their child consumes alcohol? I was and still am not allowed to go out to clubs or pubs at night, because my parents fear that i would come home drunk. On occassions that they do allow me to go to a club or a pub, i would receive a large amount of phone calls, telling me to get back. It is only 10.30, and the phone starts ringing. Now, i don't understand why parents make such a big fuss when it comes to drinking. If this research makes sense, then parents should encourage their children to have a glass or two a day. It will only keep them at better health.

I noticed most parents, including my own, tend to worry a lot and abstain their children from alcohol. Pschycologist say that if a parent would give their children more freedom, they would pick up on responsibilty. My parents seem to say i am very rebellious, that i do things behind their back. Well, to be honest i only do them to take revenge. If i was allowed to do them, i would stop and think and then make a desicion. But because they dont, i am taken in by peer pressure. If my parent were to allow me to go out clubbing without making an issue that its a club, and there is alcohol, i would then go, but this time i will go in with responsibility.

I am not the only 18 year old out there, who has a view like this. Many of you do. More freedom should still be given, and then responsibilty will be seen. Parents should try and understand their children, instead of always abstaining them from the real world. A child can feel so lost and lonely out in the real world.

I tried to show my mother this article above and she just pushed it away refusing to read such nonesense. Now why is it, that she is so narrow minded to something like this, that continues to question her own children. She keeps saying "no", but not "why no".

For those of you reading the article above, open your mind to it. You do not have to follow it, but know that its just some proven research. So don't always believe what people say, as research can show different views.

Never have i fallen

Never have i fallen

Your lips speak soft sweetness
Your touch a cool caress
I am lost in your magic
my heart beats within your chest

I think of you each morning
And dream of you each night
I think of your arms being around me
And cannot express my delight

Never have i fallen
But i am quickly on my way
You hold a heart in your hands
that has never before been given away.

~Rex A. William~

This is a poem that expresses how truly i feel today.
Thanks Rafiki, for your inspiration.

Good Night!

Living me?

Living me?

Lately i feel like i am living a life in the presence of someone else. I sit in class, and i switch into dream mode. Now this is a really weird dream because i am aware of whats going on, but im dreaming. I am not myself in this dream. I am more silent, and all i do is listen. When i am questioned, i answer, but my answers do not come from me. It comes from someone who is living in me, someone who knows me for who i really am, someone who knows my deepest darkest secrets, someone who just aint me.

I look at this someone in the mirror, and realise she looks just like me. "Not bad for an impastor!" But something is wrong, she is hiding something. She wants to tell me something, i know it! I can feel it! Am i really living a life in the presence of someone else?

I have not been able to answer that question, thats why i have been so quite lately.

Toothbrush mania!!!

Toothbrush mania!!!

Do you remember how it feels to first brush your teeth after buying a new toothbrush? Spiltery, splatery, splat! The amount of noise a new tooth brush makes is amazing.

I just bought a new purple colour(who would have not known) colgate tooth brush yesterday. Its so pretty on the outside but when i used it to brush the inside of my teeth, i figured it makes a whole lot of noise, louder than the two of my brothers put together. Now i wonder why? I did a quick research on the web today, and found no such thing as a tooth brush being noisy unless it was an electronic one. hmmmm. So why did mine make noise? Its hard bristles stared at me as i opened my big mouth. And then "chomp" it had dissappeared into my mouth. As i start brushing, the noise gets louder and louder. Now was my tooth brush trying to talk to me? or was it the tooth brush boogie man after the candy i ate last night?

After a few seconds of brushing i realised that the noise was the knocking of the hard bristles against my teeth. What can i say? Its a new tooth brush, so its gotta have hard bristles. =)

Well, good morning everyone! That was my lil tooth brush mania!

Korean Barbeque with Steam Boat Delight

Korean Barbeque with Steam Boat Delight

Its late, im tired and im full. I had an exciting dinner with my cousins as we had korean bbq with steam boat delights. I must say its alot of work we have to do cooking our food before we get to eat them.

Korean bbq is a unique barbeque that is similar to what we eat in a steam boat, only its not steamed its grilled! So in the middle of the table there is a steam boat, and around it a grill made out of foil. So you either grill or steam. The choice is yours. So tonight, we had loads of fishballs, too fo balls, corn, wantons, crabmeat, beef, lamb chop, prawns, chicken, lettuce, kangkung, and lots more at a a place called RESTORAN HOT POT in Taman Megah. We arrived there at 6.30pm, and then we got messy cooking on the grill, steaming stuff in the middle. Was just a matter of cooking what you want to eat. Its so funny that the whole table is cooking, when usually one cook cooks for the rest of the table. So whatever happened to "too many cooks will spoil the soup"?

Anyways it was a fun evening, i must say i have never returned so gay and full after being splatterd by the little bits of hot water from the steam boat, and being sticky, sweaty and oily. Hah! the amount of crazy things we Malaysians do! So that is a complete korean bbq with steam boat delight.

So bloggers when we going out malaysian-style for a korean bbq with steam boat? Im just craving for more wicked fun we can have cooking!

You are my doctor!

You are my doctor!

Its thursday, and i feel so happy that my computer has finally been fixed! For all my dedicated blog readers, no i havent forgot you guys, and no, i havent been going through writers block. As i mentioned above, my computer was having a little problem, so i wasnt able to update my blog. College computers are just to slow to be used. To sit an update my blog, i would take at least 3 hours, which is really long just to write a blog post. So i decided, now that im back, i will dedicate this first post to how i felt without being able to blog for 3 whole days!

I must say, i am really happy and thankful that my computer is fixed, simply because i have lots to say, and its starting to crowd that little mind of mine. I felt really burdened and lost, just by not being able to post my thoughts on my blog. My blog was and still is essentially like my own psychiatrist. What better way, then to express how i feel and get a response from my dear doctors out there who happens to be my fellow bloggers. Now dont take me wrong here, your not forced into dealing with a psychotic patient, but you are on this site to enjoy reading my thoughts and crazy ideas. Do feel free to comment as you guys are my "doctors". But always remember this, "right patient, but wrong medicine could kill the patient."- Economist. Lol... Just playing around. Yeah sometimes i do think that i am a psychotic patient, and you'll are having a bad time trying to understand me. muahahahahaha!!!!!! Well Let me just say, thank you so much to all of you who have taken time to read my blog. You'll make excellent doctors!

So doctor, when's my next appointment?

Making a dream come true!

Making a dream come true!

I always dreamt of performing live in front of huge crowd of screaming fans, whether it was singing, acting, or even dancing. My dream is coming true!

How? Well i will be dancing at Stadium Bukit Jalil (the biggest stadium in malaysia) for Anugerah Era( which is one of Malaysia's grammy's for Malaysian Artists) on the 25th of september. Best part, i will be dancing as a back up dancer for Dayang Nurfaziah (one Malaysian singers). Imagine the thrill of dancing hip hop with Dayang on one of her big performances at the grammys. We are also dancing to a track that is not even out yet. So we are likethe first few to hear it. Now thats so cool.

Now i just like to call it making a dream come true! Its not everyday that you get a chance to dance with an artist. Im on a hip hop crazy fever. Hope to see you'll there!

Laters~

Chocolate Chocolate Chip Ice Cream

Chocolate Chocolate Chip Ice Cream

For the moment we have all been waiting for, the most wanted ice cream on my blog award goes to CHOCOLATE CHIP ICE CREAM!!!! And to treat those craving chocolate chip ice cream lovers out there, i roamed the web, and found a great recipe from nestle on how to make homemade chocolate chocolate chip ice cream. Maybe one day we should all go out and have a chocolate chip ice cream party. What you'll say?
Anyways this is the recipe

There's no better treat than homemade ice cream. This one has double chocolate with chocolate chips mixed in the dark, rich chocolate ice cream.

1 (12-ounce) package NESTLÉ TOLL HOUSE Semi-Sweet Chocolate Morsels,
divided 1 (14-ounce) can NESTLÉ® CARNATION® Sweetened Condensed Milk 4 cups half-and-half
1 tablespoon vanilla extract

HEAT 1 cup morsels and sweetened condensed milk in large, heavy-duty saucepan over medium heat, stirring constantly for 2 to 3 minutes until morsels are melted. Remove from heat. Gradually stir in half-and-half and vanilla extract. POUR into ice cream maker. Freeze according to manufacturer's directions. Coarsely chop remaining morsels and add halfway through freezing. Makes 2 quarts.

FREEZER METHOD:POUR prepared ice cream mixture into 13 x 9-inch baking pan. Freeze for 2 hours or until almost firm. Spoon into large mixer bowl; beat until smooth but still frozen. Stir in chopped morsels. Return to pan; cover tightly. Freeze for 6 hours or overnight until firm.

Well happy making ice cream!!!!

Chocolate Pimples

Chocolate Pimples

Chocolate pimples! hah! No such thing! I got into a small discussion today on whether the myth that chocolate actually causes pimples is true. I have been avoiding chocolate for some time, simply because of i always assumed that chocolates will ruin my face filling it with nasty pimples. Well got an article of the net on "The Chocolate and Acne Myth" which proves me wrong. For those of you who thought the same way i did, read on.

The allegation that consuming chocolate causes acne is a myth that has been going around for years. Doctors and scientists have refuted the old myth that chocolate causes acne after considerable research. A chocolate candy bar is innocent, but is blamed regularly. Other foods that are blamed include pizza, potato chips and dairy products. No foods have been proven to cause acne. If a person maintains a healthy diet and consumes healthy vegetables and fruits, acne can be prevented.

Overactive oil glands, heredity, dead skin cells that lodge in skin pores and hormonal changes cause acne. Androgen hormone production is at its highest during the teenage years. Outbreaks of pimples and blackheads can become a traumatic event for young boys and girls.
In recent studies, scientists have demonstrated the possibility of regulating hormones as a significant reduction element of acne.

Teenagers are not the only ones with acne. Women who are pregnant or in their 40s can have outbreaks, but by the time a person is 50 it usually has run its course. During the teenage years, boys are more susceptible to stronger breakouts than girls, but when they reach around 40, the women take the lead in numbers of flare-ups. Chocolate has been faulted by many arguments between teens and adults as the cause of acne, tooth decay, being overweight and lacking any food value. It has also been known as an anti-depressant, a cause of hypertension and even an aphrodisiac.

We know that chocolate is basically harmless unless, like everything else, it is over-consumed. Chocolate has been found not to cause nor aggravate outbreaks of acne. These results are backed up by further research that shows acne in no way is affected by chocolate.
Recent scientific studies have suggested chocolate boosts the serotonin in the brain that produces a calming effect and stability. Stress has been identified as a cause of acne. If chocolate stimulates the serotonin and calms the nerves, then chocolate could be found to assist in acne restraint.

Chocolate lovers will be pleased to know that nutritionists believe chocolate plays a nutritional role in a balanced diet. The facts are that chocolate carries about one-third of an adult’s daily requirement of antioxidants. Food of any kind is not responsible for acne. There are, however, other elements for acne such as hereditary, hormones, skin type, cosmetics and the environment. If eating something in particular causes an outbreak of zits the next day, it is advisable to stay away from that food for a while. If eating the same food again after a few days the result is an outbreak, the chances are it is an allergic reaction rather than an outbreak of acne.

So you see, im proven wrong. Chocolate is not the cause for pimples!

Hash Clothes Modelling...

Hash Clothes Modelling...

Apologise for the late posts! I lost my mind in the past two days, and was on writers block. Anyways, updates!

Monday a pretty busy day, as i, yes me modelled hash clothes. Another one of those stunning dinner and dance nights where they have the traditional fashion shows. This time in hash clothes (very casual attire, hashers usually wear eg. Shorts, bandana, and t-shirts). I must say this is a very different type of fashion show as its very much more casual than the usual.

The first round i was styling a spaggetti strap, and hash shorts. Yes, i know i look awfully thin in a spaggetti strap, but it wasnt so exposed anyways, as i had a palm leaf in front of my face. This round was to show us running the hash. Quite different, but nice. Ths music we walked to was Dragostea Din Tei by Ozone. Its a very different unique techno track which you will get attracted to if you listen to it that you will want to hear it over and over again. Trust me, im stuck on it.

Round two, got me out styling a rugged jeans, with a large t-shirt, bandana, and shades. Now this gives in a cool chick look as they tied my t-shirt exposing my tummy. The truth, i have no tummy(thanks to jogging everyday).

Third outfit, hmmm...this is interesting as it was merely just a piece of cloth wrapped around my body, more commonly known as sarong. Now they tied in a very different way, something very beach like. Now girls, this makes you feel very sexy, as your basically in a towel llike thing.

Round four, where we had to escort the grand masters, and the chairmans up the stage to make their final bow. Here we styled an evening gown. Mine was a green gown, with little black beads. Very lovely. All the pictures below are of me with the other models after the show.



This is Ashvina, me and Ameet in our evening gowns and suit.



This is me, Ashvina, Matthew, and Aunty Kate(the lady who helped us with the changing)



Me and Ash, the two female models out of the other four guys.



This is the design the boys had on thier heads. This model is Samreet.

All the others who modelled with me are Ashvina, Ameet, Matthew, Samreet and Rajey. Nice working with you guys!

Trust hurts when its broken

Trust hurts when its broken

Who can i trust? The word trust on its own has a literal meaning to allow someone to look after something with full confidence that it will be kept confidential. I still feel that, trusting someone is a burdened task unless you are used to the pain it brings when that trust is accidently broken. I placed alot of secrets to a single person, and behind my back she broke it. Now i wonder why it hurts, if i can say the secret was not such a big deal. The thought of that person breaking that promise not to tell a soul, is the sharpest knife that can pierce into your heart.
It hurts, it hurts so bad. Now i needed this person to keep that secret, but after going behind my back, i do not know who to trust anymore, for trust itself is a burdened task. Trust hurts when its broken. It hurts so much. Who is left to trust? I can trust no one but myself....

Onam, a harvest festival

Onam, a harvest festival

Today is the 28th of August 2004. It is Onam, the malayalee's harvest festival. On Onam, malayalee's celebrate the freshly collected harvest by having a banana leaf meal with a large amount of differently cooked vegetables on it. The meal is a vegetarian meal. The amount of dishes on the banana leaf varies on the individual hosting the house for the meal. There can be either 9,11, 15, 17 or 19 different types of dishes. Last night i attended an onam family dinner at my grandaunts place who was the host this year. We had 17 different dishes on the leaf!

The typical onam menu:
Aviyal (mixture of vegetable dish)
Thoran (any vegetable with grated coconut)
Elessery (pumpkin with red beans)
Olen (Ashgod- White pumpkin with long beans cooked in coconut milk)
Kalin (Banana in yoghurt and coconut milk)
Pachedi (mango with ripe banana blended)
Inchi Puli (ginger with tamarin)
Luichia (some kinda red berry with yoghurt)
Kondatam (green chili dried in yoghurt)
Pavaka (fried bittergod)
Green Peas Dahl with gee
Sambar
Papadam
Lime Pickle
Moru (Yoghurt with water, ginger and curry leaves)- not usually put in
White Paiyasam (made with milk)
Brown Paiyasam (made with coconut milk)
Banana

Tradition goes, that the the youth will serve the elders first. I learnt alot about indian culture last night while serving these dishes because the elders will sit and tell the tale of what vegetable it is, how it is best made. Only after the elders are done, the youth get to eat.



This is a picture of me after finishing the complete meal. Oh mann, its so filling, I can hardly walk!

To all my fellow bloggers,
Happy Onam!

Is a "Purple Finch" purple?

Is a "Purple Finch" purple?

I watched a documentary on birds while i was at the saloon today and came across a bird that attracted my utmost attention as it was called the "Purple Finch". Yes it may be called a purple finch, but no it is not a purple bird.

The name "Purple Finch" tends to be misleading. The bird is no more purple than it is yellow or blue. Crimson finch would be a more appropriate name. (However, the "purple" of the Bible and of classical writers was not very different from the red of the male purple finch.) The species has also been called "linnet" and even "purple grosbeak." Purple Finches are named for the raspberry-red color of the males. The raspberry color is deepest on the head, nape, face, throat, breast, flanks, and rump. The hindneck, back, and scapular feathers are deep red streaked with brown. Wings and tail are brown and the belly and undertail coverts are white. Now why is it called purple again? The female does not even have a shade near purple. Females are quite different, lacking any red color. The head is pale brown, with fine dark streaks, and a dark ear patch separating a broad white suprecilium and a white moustache stripe. The white moustache stripe is separated from the white of the throat by a brown malar stripe. Back and scapulars are brown and streaked; the rump, tail, and wings are also brown, but unstreaked. Throat, breast, and flanks are white with heavy brown streaks. The belly and undertail coverts are unstreaked white.

The state bird of New Hampshire, the Purple Finch is a bird of coniferous and mixed forests, as well as park-like areas, breeding in the northeastern United States, across southern Canada, and in the Cascades and western Sierra Nevada ranges of the West Coast.

Well this is a little about the Purple Finch for you. Doesn't it still leave you wondering why it's called "Purple Finch" when it has not a single shade of purple?

I just love the taste of ice cream!

I just love the taste of ice cream!

Imagine standing in front of the box, filled with loads of different delicious melting ecstasy in which we call ice cream. I just love that feeling, gazing at all the different colours of ice cream, trying to pick out a favourite. It just makes your mouth water, watching them scoop up a spoon of the chosen cream for the day, and letting you taste what your money was spent for. Yummy.....I just love the taste of ice cream!

Ice Cream is sort of like my best friend. It cheers me up when im down, its always there for me in its icy coolself, it doesn't get bored of me, and it always comes up with sweeter flavours. Yum.... I could live eating only ice cream. Its funny, how ice cream, not being able to speak can cheer me up. I guess its icy cold self just numbs up my brain and leaves me without thinking about what had just happened. I love that numb feeling ice cream can give you when you eat it too fast, the ultimate brain freezer. Ice Cream, oh ice cream how i love thee in my company.

Many people have the mentality that ice cream being cold can give you a flu. I for one had that mentality, but i read this article in the "Australian's womens weekly" and came across the fact that ice cream keeps you away from nasty flus. Now how is this possible? isnt ice cream bad for health? Nope. It isn't. Today we have such thing as a healthy ice cream. Most well known parlours have already added probiotic microbes to their ice cream which could aid in digestion, boost the immune system, and fight bad bacteria. You see, ice cream isn't all that bad, its like taking more antibiotics which is good as it boost the immune system.

Dont you just love ice cream now?

Who are my real friends?

Who are my real friends?

Before i start todays blog, just want to say that all my posts is about my life, my discoveries, and my opinions. As a blogger of my site, please have the respect to not push pure insults, or condemn my posts. Yes you have the right to comment, but comment wisely and nicely. Discussions are beautiful, but proving a point that my own opinion which is on my blog is wrong is not beautiful, not even near nice. Thank you all for reading my blog and participating in it, i really appriciate it, but do bare in mind that some times its alright to be mean, but you have no right to be bad. So if you have a point to prove, take it out onto your own blog. Other than that its so nice to have loads of you involved in my blog. Thank you for all your time. So to not waste anymore time...here is todays topic: Who are my real friends?

I realised today, that all my life i spent trying to please people, trying to be accepted, trying to be cool. But little did i know that inside i was cool. This means i was cool being me, and i tried so many many things just to be someone i am not. All those people i called my best friends, i do not know who they are anymore. I dont know what they are doing, where they are, how they are feeling, i dont know anything a best friend should know. A best friend would keep in touch even after you depart into two different ways leaving high school and moving on.
But nope, i havent done any of that. So what kind of friend am i? or what type of friends did i make my best friend? After years of trying my best to be accepted, i still do not have a best friend. What is a best friend now? Im so confused. I wish i had a friend whom i can call a best friend, who knows me for who i am, and appriciates me for who i am. So now i sit and ponder, who are my real friends?

Why are we so unorganised?

Why are we so unorganised?

I have honestly have yet to discover a government system that is efficient. I mean i am in Malaysia, and Malaysia being a developing country in Information Technology, I still have not found a single efficient government system here. Take a look at the JPJ office(where you register your car), Registration office, Immigration office, Driving license exam unit, etc. None of them are efficient.

Today i spent my entire morning at the registration office just to switch my identity card into the new card which is called the "My Kad". Yes, the card is supposed to be a result of efficient work but the making itself can tell you how much effientcy we have to undergo. Just doing so, i had to spend 5 hours of pure waiting at the office.

Now let me tell you a little about how things work at the registration office. You come as early as you want, queue up in this really long queue and pick a number. Today i got number 461. Now comes the worst part, the waiting part. It all starts with number 001 at 8AM sharp. Thats 460 people before me. Now how many counters do they have? hmmm a fare deal of 12. but are they all open? No. there were only 6 counters open today. Now this is annoying. Not just the point that the numbers move so slowly but the fact that you have to sit in an environment where you gotta listen to this guy, who i think unmistakenly has a soar throat, shouting calling numbers to go to their respective counters. What a heavenly site? (not*) People fill the place, its crowded, and its noisy. It almost reminds me of a market. After that, once we have waited hours, our number is called, and we go and give in our forms, where here they check our names and addresses to complete their task and make our thumb print into the computer. Now after 5 minutes of this, round 2 of waiting starts till they call your number again to take a picture of you. Now i must say, ive never thought that these officers working could be so carefree. Instead of speeding up the process of taking the picture, they actually tell you to tidy up your hair, stand straight and then they snap.(i dont have a thing against looking good, its just bare n mind there are people waiting) After that they tell me to see if the picture is ok, if im happy with it, if not they will take it again. Now is this not a bit too much. Since when did the government care how we looked like?

Why do we have to keep a carefree attitude when it comes to work? Isn't a country thats diciplined more efficient? Its a sad thought, but the thought still haunts me. Yet, why are we so unorganised?

Purple Cauliflower

Purple Cauliflower



Hey bloggers! Have you ever eaten purple cauliflower? I came across this vegetable last week when my mum returned from Cameron's Higland with tones of fresh vegetables. Of course the one that caught my attention most was the purple cauliflower. Its purple! Can you believe it? So looks like now i can have a vegetable moto (lol). Well you never know.

What does it taste like? hmmm...i must say once you cook it, it taste much more cruchier than the usual white cauliflower. I went crazy over the vegetable, that i used a whole role of film snapping pictures of the cauliflower. So this is one of the pictures.

So is the purple colouring a result of genetical engineering? Nope! “Purple Cauliflower” resulted from the discovery of a purpled coloured spontaneous mutant plant in a cauliflower field in the late eighties, and years of dedicated classical breeding at the research station "Danefeld" in Denmark.

Purple Cauliflower thus has the potential to produce a curd of good quality without the usual cauliflower defects. Colour gets darker at high light levels, but is attractive even under low light conditions and is completely independent of temperature. The purple head can be used in various ways to add colour and taste to various cauliflower dishes. The taste is very mild in the raw product. In the UK market it is recognized as one of the best tasting cauliflowers on the market. Purple Cauliflower is also well suited to different methods of cooking and Dæhnfeldt has had some special recipes developed together with a Danish chef.

So is the purple colour a result of bruising? Nope! The purple colour is due to formation of anthocyanins also found in red cabbage and in red wine. The Danish Institute of Agricultural Sciences has carried out analyses showing that Purple Cauliflower contains approximately 200 times more anthocyanin than a white cauliflower exhibiting "pinking" but with exactly the same substances. (gee...i sound smart!)

So you see, your not exactlly eating a coloured vegetable coloured with artificial colouring. Purple Cauliflower is healthy! Its good for you!!! hmmm. Maybe i should try making purple cauliflower juice... yummy (*yucky)... Lol....we will never know till we try it.

What would i do with my estate?

What would i do with my estate?

This post is the question i answered in "moral studies" LAN exam i had today. An interesting question, i would say that seeked alot of attention to those who were not so well read (lol). The question: What would you do to your estate, following by your death to greatly benefit humanity, even if it would mean leaving your family with not a single penny? Would you do it? Why?

Before i start, nope this is not a will. It is something i want to do, which i feel i should do, but not sure yet if i can do, because if i do, it might hurt my loved ones.

I would give my entire estate for the use of legal aid, following by my death. I am well aware of the many issues relating with minorities who here i refer to as the poor. Every day we open the newspapers, only to find cases on minorities being wrongly accused by the law. As a law student myself, i know the great difficulty the government under goes to preserve justice among its citizens. Then why is it that so many cases stop half way with the minority owing a great debt. Simply because of their financial situation! Yes the goverment, is supposed to offer legal aid to those in need, but today there are just too many cases for the government to handle. The government does not provide for everyone, but is limited to certain amount. Most lawyers today can be said to be rather selfish in situations involving legal aid. They raise their prices because the know the government pays. By doing so, the government would not have enough to cover all the legal aid cases for the year as for the lack of money.

We see so many innocent poor people today who are accused wrongly. They cannot fight for their rights, as fighting would involve the need for money. Many cases, like child abuse and, criminal cases often go unheard, and the victims, only suffer more. So how does justice prevail here? I would love to see justice among citizens, but i alone cannot do much. All i can do when i die, is to donate my entire estate towards legal aid. Hopefully with the little i have, some cases can be heard.

As for family, i do not leave them with none. Yes they might not get a single penny, but they will receive God's blessing as God has seen his servants kindness to help one another. As a christian i believe God rewards those who do good. I might not be alive to receive his blessings, but those blessings will go to my family, my loved ones. After all, blessings are more important to me than money. Money can buy you a house, but not a home.

Therefore, this is what i want to do,i feel i should do, not sure if i would do because if i do, it could hurt my loved ones. Well bloggers i am signing out with one thing for you to remember, money aint everything!

(this is just a brief adaption from my essay. The real thing is 500 words long.)

Am i really Indian?

Am i really Indian?

I am an indian girl who knows little about indian culture. I maybe born a pure malayalee, but inside i dont really know what being a malayalee is really about. I dont speak the language, neither do i understand it. I cant tell the differences between 2 different indian dialects.

I know little about indian food, all i know of it is it uses loads of spices. Indian food for me is just food. I cant tell the difference between a good biriyani and a bad one. I had actually thought Roti Canai (Paratha) originated from the Malays, when the name itself gave an obvious clue that it came from Chenai, India. Did you know that you had to use a particular fish for the red fish curry. The wrong type of fish would ruin the dish. There are loads of different types of spices used to cook an indian dish. Wonder why, they often say, " that Ammama makes the best biriyani, or that Amachi makes the best chicken curry because she has got a secret family recipe" Well its no wonder the all have their own secret recipes, there are millions of different spices to choose from. Just using a different spice gives the dish a completely different taste!

Indian culture is a whole new world to me. I have lots to learn to actually carry my self as an Indian and to know what i really am. So why is it, that i dont know much about being Indian? Why have i adopted english as my mother tongue? It takes alot being an indian, and carrying yourself as one. Being born an indian, does not make you a real indian until you have lived a life of knowing your culture- Gandhi . So am i really indian?

Add Math Puzzle

Add Math Puzzle

Mathematiclly sounding crazy. Isnt it funny how when you teach a subject you tend to understand it better than when you learn it. I for one was never really good in additional mathematics. I loved the subject but was never good in it. I did not fair too well in Add Maths back in school, but all of the sudden add maths seems so easy. What was wrong with me? Did i not see how easy it is then when i need it for exams?

Strangely after months of not touching add maths books, i volunteer to coach a friend who is sitting for spm(which is equalivent to O levels) this year in add maths, thinking he would know most of it, and i would probably be just friendly support. I know i love dreaming, but not all dreams come true that easily. Nope he was not able to do the sums. I was now in trouble. Why did i volunteer to coach if i had no clue what so ever how good i really was it add math. Being a great actress i look at the book, trying to seeming try to find a way out. Sums look hard as they were long. But funny enough, i was able to do them. Its not so hard after all. Why didnt i see that when i was back in school when i needed them? Guess you just know as you grow older.

Going hip hop crazy!

Going hip hop crazy!

Hey there my fellow bloggers, am so sorry for the late posts! i have been busy studying for exams, that little did i know time past by so fast that its already the next day, and its time to write another blog. Anyways...

Have you ever wondered what would happen to this world if everyone went hip hop crazy? We would have loads of Jay Zs and Missy Eliots walking around the streets partying till the wee hours of the day. Imagine having the whole town changed into a hip hop street night. Cars would be painted to suit backstreet hip hop artistic ideas. The traffic lights will change to tune to hip hop songs. Each beat of the song will change the colours of the light. Every night a huge disco ball that blasts hip hop music will hang from the pale sky that would be lighted with different neon colours moving around the area. Nights would be called the ghetto night town as the whole town is turned into a disco. People dont have to pay to go into clubs, they can just dance on the streets as there would be blasting hip hop tracks coming from the disco ball. Some ghetto night hostess would dress up as hip as Lil Kim can get going around taking your drink orders. Your drinks charge would be paid simply by making a cool dance move, that gets the crowds attention. This would be just like a free clubbing night.

Imagine going to school and learning how to dance hip hop. The teachers would be more of hip hop dancers, like Jessica Alba. Kids would watch movies like Honey and U've got served to boost their enthusiam in hip hop dancing. It would be a state rule that everyone who lives in the state would have to know how to dance hip hop. Our education minister would be Wade Robson. Valid Victorians would get a chance to be featured on Wade's show. Scholarships would be offered by the Wade academy of hip hop dancers. So what you think? Aint this something to be studying hard for?

Lol....This is just a crazy hip hop dream. Plan on meeting Ja Rule on the streets, then hope this dream comes true!

Let it snow!

Let it snow!

Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow! I always wished i could have a moment in snow. I would role in the snow, make snow balls for snow fights, build a snow empire and on top of all make a giant snowman with a corny face. Oh how i long for that moment... I have always dreamt of making an ice tower where i could sit right on the top and send flying kisses to the world or then again i could throw all the giant snow balls i make and start a war. heheheheh.. It would be called the feline tower. My tower would be made out of ice with thick purple border designs of cat paws. It would go as high as half of the KL tower. The roof would be made out of thousands oak tree leaves stuck onto an arch shaped ice block that formed the top. And on top of the roof there would be an egyptian cat symbolising the feline tower. There would be a glass window that surrounds the toppest part of the tower which could be opened to throw snowballs or just to feel the cool breeze. I would climb the tower right to the top and admire the view of the snowy roads, hills, and people playing in the snow. And when i get bored i shall start the snow war. People would have to pay the recipe to the perfect limited fiona's fairy tale ice cream from baskin robins if they wished to climb my tower. Only the perfect recipe will open the doors to my tower. Now i cant wait to make my dream come true. As for the moment i shall long for the moment where i get to have a moment in snow. So let it snow!!!!!

Jean Pierre

Jean Pierre



This is Jean Piere. Jean Pierre is my fighting fish which i bought on the 4th of July this year. Its radiant shades of blue and purple gives him an elegant look that helps it live up to its name. This breed of fighting fish is known as the siamese fighting fish. Siamese fighting fish are best known for their explosive male rivalries.

The mating habits of a fighting fish are known to vary in different species. The siamese fighting fish are mouth brooders. With each of these species the female will produce a small number eggs and the male takes them into his mouth. The male will carry the eggs, going without food, until they hatch. Even then, the male will continue to carry the young in his mouth until they can swim freely in their habitat. Talk about a man bringing up the kids, a fighting fish can be your example.

It is sad though, the life of a fighting fish seems rather lonely. Looking at Jean Pierre everyday, i feel sorry for him as he lives a rather lonely life. I would buy him a mate, but he would probably just kill her. Thats why they are called fighting fish. As lonely as it may seem, Jean Pierre still looks as elegant as ever among the red stones and the green money plant which he loves playing with.

Longer life span being sick

Longer life span being sick

Being sick is not so bad after all. Some stats in America show that people who fall sick frequently tend to live longer than people who dont. I know it sounds silly, but its a fact. People who frequently fall sick become more immune to loads of different types of antibiotics. This helps their body fight different kinds of bacterias as well as flus. Ironically people who dont usually fall sick tend to have a shorter life span than those who do. Stats show that these people dont die through sickness but instead, other ways. I hate being sick, but after looking at these statistics, i dont think i hate being sick all that much. So can we really live up the phrase,"an apple a day keeps the doctor away?"

As innocent as strawberries

As innocent as strawberries



Strawberries....yummy! Did you know that strawberries are often known as the most innocent fruit? Ever heard of the saying, " as innocent as strawberries" ? Well this is because a strawberry survives only in a specific temperature. Not too cold and not too hot. Even the slighest change in temperature can change the sweetness of a strawberry. Thats why strawberries in Cameron Higlands, Malaysia often produce a sweet-sour taste. The temperature is not right to produce the right taste of a sweet ripe strawberry. Being the only fruit in the world that is like this, has made it the most innocent fruit. It did not ask to be like it is, it was born as it is. But no matter how sweet or sour strawberry taste, i guess its still up to the individual to decide how tasty it is. After all we all have our own taste buds!

Enjoying a hair treatment

Enjoying a hair treatment

I was browsing through the internet and i found an interesting study done by Cambridge University that only 35% of Women today enjoy sitting at a saloon for hours getting a hair treatment. I am one of the few women in that 35% category. Never did i know this till today, when after spending already 4 hours in the saloon treating my hair, a question was raised on how women have the patience to sit for long hours at saloons. I used to be able to answer that saying its the same way how people sit in front of the tv for long hours. Talking to a couple of girlfriends today, i realised that among the 6 of us i was the only one who enjoyed sitting at the saloon for hours. Its funny out of the 6, i always seemed like the least fashionable one. These girls did modelling, fashion designing, love to gossip and fancy the talk of make overs, but ironically they become restless after only an over has passed. Sounds strange as they seem like the types used to it but the fact still remains true. Yet i still am one who enjoys pleasuring myself, treating my hair at a saloon. I dont care how long it takes, as long as i leave looking GOOD. It also feels good to be part of the minority and knowing you look good. When you look good, you feel good!

Romeo

Romeo



This purple bear's name is Romeo. Romeo is staying in New Zealand currently. The picture you see is him in his winter cap. He named his winter cap beanie. Apparently beanie went missing when his owner snuggled up with him tightly one night. "Its freezing in New Zealand!" Romeo complains. hehehehe... well he looks like he could use a big warm hug. Isnt that what bears are for? to be hugged?

Charlie's Angels

Charlie's Angels



My two dear friends from college. We are known as the Charlie's Angels.

Coffee Bean!

Coffee Bean!

oooh how i crave for a icey cool pure chocolate ice blended from Coffee Bean. It just brings back happy memories of the time i worked as a baristar there. Shaking drinks, steaming milk, making foam, blending chocolate powder with ice and lots of little berry stuff, and of course preparing a full course meal for our customers. At Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf, we serve you the best coffees at the right temperature at the right time. Feeling like a coffee? Went to church in the evening, and after a nice short mass, my family and i decide to shop at metrojaya. Plan to quench my thirst, i pop in at the Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf where i see, styled in the managers outfit, Christine, my dear friend from Mont Kiara outlet, where i was working before. My, oh my! Christine's now a manager. We used to be trainees, and now shes the big boss. How cool is that?
We had a nice chat, while they made me a large pure chocolate ice blend for me with a 10% discount. The values of being a staff of coffee bean n tea leaf. Oh how i miss them so much. People out there, want to know how i feel, just pop by and grab a drink at Coffee Bean n Tea Leaf and i promise you, you will leave with mouth watering moment. hehehehe.
laters~

BBQ birthday bash!

BBQ birthday bash!

have the mix of the malaysian weather with a westernized pool side bbq idea and you get a malaysian pool side bbq birthday bash. (duhh....not too hard to figure out). Well Good morning my dear fellow bloggers. As i just got up not too long ago, i will tell a little of my friday night. Yup, attended Kaye's( a friend of mine from college) poolside bbq birthday bash. And yes i was allowed out the house for once, since it was just next door to my apartment. Puncak Prima, a total life saving destination( not to mention someone did die there sometime back, but hey your not supposed to know that). I went at around 8pm with Jess, Ham, and Sandeep. Now can u believe we had to register our names at the guard house even though we were going for a birthday party? well yeah thats what we had to do. As we wwalked in towards the poolside, we see Kaye and she runs and comes to give us a big warm hug. Now i dont remember getting a very very warm hug from a birthday girl before. Guess she must really love us for coming. heheheh. the night was young, and more and more people arrived. The company was great, the food, now shall we go there was awesome. Now i know i dont really eat much but with the food yesterday, i could eat all day.......bbq potatoes, grilled bbq chicken, grilled capsicum n mushrooms, sausages, chicken burgers with lots of mustard (note: i love mustard), and a mixed up salad ( it had purple cabages in it =) ) slurp! yummy! Never has my stomach gone into a food craze. hahahah. Kaye went swimming after a while styled in a whit bikini. Now i must say she has got great taste in bikini hunting, plus she hath a superb body for it (Hey Kaye if your reading this, you looked really hot in it!). Well thats about it for my night. I shall leave you with a mind boggling, tummy craving moment as you see these 2 pictures taken at the bash. KAye is the one in the white shirt and short pants. hahahahaha.....(yawn*) hmmmm. me still tired from the bash.
signing out now.

A rose by any other name would smell as sweet.

A rose by any other name would smell as sweet.

A much better day indeed... friends, my fellow bloggers, do you know how good a rose can make you feel? Well let me start by telling you my simple yet short pathectic story of my morning and how it turned out beautiful.

I got up late. You know those days, when you have got enough sleep but yet you still seem so tired and it feels like you were glued to your bed. Well thats how it felt to get up at 9.00 this morning. After that of which i rushed the morning moments of getting ready for college. Its now already 10, and i am just leaving the house. Class starts at 10, a definate sleepy late comer. I got to college with haste, there was no time to waste, as literature teacher doesnt accept excuses no more. Its now 10.15 and i enter class. Funny after all that rush, class hasnt even started. Turns out i made it just in time to begin. i moved my half asleep body across the room where i found my dearest friends( Jess and Ham) seated with a seat next to them empty(obvoiusly reserved for me). Class begins, with a sweet congratulations to the people who had made the cast of Much Ado about Nothing. a sheer applause for them. Class goes on, we continued our discussion on themes. n for the first time, my group presentation went on quite smoothly indeed even though we lacked preparation. i was quite pleased with the way we handled it. After class, had a bite with frens then rushed to class for maths. Now this is what i hate about replacement classes. One its at 12 o clock, which is an ungodly over for class as its lunch time, and two, the amount of ppl who will attend it. there were in total including me 3 ppl in class where we sat and did tedious sums that really got me frustrated. Its 2pm, and im done with maths. Easy but so frustrating. I run upstairs to the flower shop, pick two red roses and buy em off for Rm 0.50 each. Roses, roses, roses. I love roses, how they cheer me up from anything thats bugging me. So thats the end of my story as i have said its a simple yet short and pathectic story of my morning.
"A rose by any other name would smell as sweet"- William Shakespeare

later mates~

Mask

Mask

Oh what an awful day. My mind feels so stiff and my spirit is sulking to the beat of my heart. How many times hath i try till someone believe that i, i alone can wear another mask. Tis only natural that we all wear masks. No one is themself unless they are by themself. so what mask am i to where? what identity must i prevail?

Dreams

Dreams

i look up at the stars at night
and wished you in my sight
i cried a tear
hoped youre near
holding me close that night.

we float up in the milky way
feeling the warm silk ray
you hug me close
a tear arose
dreaming of you night and day.