The sister sent me the refreshment given by (a) saint(s).
It is simple but it means a lot to me... Feel so warm and cared especially during this exam period. :)
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Simple yet Significant
Memories stored in the compartments of
A Picture Paints A Thousand Words,
Life Documentary,
Lord is My Life
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
"The Last Dinner" with Bro
Dined in Secret Recipe last night as bro would be going back the next day (today).
Nothing much to crap, but just feel like sharing about the food and introducing my bro :)
Nothing much to crap, but just feel like sharing about the food and introducing my bro :)
Memories stored in the compartments of
A Picture Paints A Thousand Words,
Life Documentary
Monday, April 27, 2009
Exam Fool?
Am I the exam fool? I just realize we only need to study notes and tutorial well in order to pass score well. *wry smile*
Being down-to-earth is the most stupid attitude that I should never adopt....
Being down-to-earth is the most stupid attitude that I should never adopt....
Memories stored in the compartments of
Nonsense,
Rojak (Miscellaneous)
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Time Back to My 16, 17?
Brother is here visiting me. He came here for this morning interview for architecture enrollment. Hopefully he will get what he wants.
Hmm... I was having a night shift just now with brother. When I woke up, he then said he wanted to use computer. I then asked him to wake me up two hours later.
His presence makes me nostalgic. (=.= Is this a good thing?) I'm recalling the bits and bytes of my fourth and fifth form life. We used to be like this, having night shift to study, even more when the exam is around the corner. My mom even said, we don't have to be afraid of theft, as there was always someone awake, in a very sarcastic way of course. She doesn't like us to stay awake whole night due to health deterioration. (But this kind of advice can never get into the ears of youngsters).
I'm listening to Jay's songs. It urged me to listen to his songs while I'm typing this out. I liked Jay a lot during the two years, whereby friends around me liked him a lot also. We used to share about his gossip. @@
Hmm... With the silent night, with books in front of me, brother reading his own things, once in a while teasing each other, everything seems to be so familiar, so warm.
It makes me realize the bond of family is never too weak to remember :)
Thanks brother, your stay doesn't bring me any disturbance though I'm in exam weeks now. I enjoy your presence. (Obviously, he doesn't know I'm typing this, he will vomit if he knows it.) I think he will vomit soon, as he reads this. *sweat*
:)
P/S: Cannot imagine I spent the bloody 6 minutes to watch these two clips, here and here.
Hmm... I was having a night shift just now with brother. When I woke up, he then said he wanted to use computer. I then asked him to wake me up two hours later.
His presence makes me nostalgic. (=.= Is this a good thing?) I'm recalling the bits and bytes of my fourth and fifth form life. We used to be like this, having night shift to study, even more when the exam is around the corner. My mom even said, we don't have to be afraid of theft, as there was always someone awake, in a very sarcastic way of course. She doesn't like us to stay awake whole night due to health deterioration. (But this kind of advice can never get into the ears of youngsters).
I'm listening to Jay's songs. It urged me to listen to his songs while I'm typing this out. I liked Jay a lot during the two years, whereby friends around me liked him a lot also. We used to share about his gossip. @@
Hmm... With the silent night, with books in front of me, brother reading his own things, once in a while teasing each other, everything seems to be so familiar, so warm.
It makes me realize the bond of family is never too weak to remember :)
Thanks brother, your stay doesn't bring me any disturbance though I'm in exam weeks now. I enjoy your presence. (Obviously, he doesn't know I'm typing this, he will vomit if he knows it.) I think he will vomit soon, as he reads this. *sweat*
:)
P/S: Cannot imagine I spent the bloody 6 minutes to watch these two clips, here and here.
Memories stored in the compartments of
Life Documentary,
Nonsense,
Thoughts
Monday, April 20, 2009
21st Birthday
Had a rather surprising yet warming birthday. I really don't fancy celebrating birthday (I mean my birthday) and I mean what I say. I kinda "warned" my friends not to buy me anything. *sweat* But, they still gave me a warm birthday celebration. This post is especially dedicated as the profound appreciation of mine towards them.
Chocolate cheese cake
Chocolate cake, only took the picture
after eating part fo it. @@
Skin care essence,
my friend said it is to restore my confidence.
I was very touched, as they know what I like to eat for cake (CHOCOLATE, what else? =.=), and even bought me this bottle of skin care essence. I tried many products before, but my skin is not those smooth and soft type (gene problem) and due to my blood also; so to no avail. Hopefully, this works. :)
Memories stored in the compartments of
A Picture Paints A Thousand Words,
Life Documentary
Pasta with Tuna
A recipe recommended by my bosom friend,
but, apparently, I don't fancy it. I still prefer tuna with bread (tradtional taste).
Memories stored in the compartments of
A Picture Paints A Thousand Words,
Life Documentary
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Ramly Burger?
Skipping class to study Life Contingencies at home and made these "Ramly burgers" for lunch....
Indulgent?
Even more indulgent?
Memories stored in the compartments of
A Picture Paints A Thousand Words,
Life Documentary
Monday, April 6, 2009
Past, Present, and Future
The past is a great rhapsody whenever I share it with my friend.
Is this because I've picked and thrown away the harsh and sharp pebbles? Everything left seems to be so nice, so pretty, so blessed and blissful.
The present is an ongoing battle whereby I can hardly ask a person to go the battlefield with me. The enemy doesn't want anyone else except me. I've been very tired in this. I've been fighting for years. Wherever I nearly declare victory, only to realize it is a short break.
The future is nothing more but severe battle as well. Since I cannot declare ultimate victory, I can only continue to fight, fight until the body is all covered with deep slashes and bruises.
Are all these illusion? I don't know.
The past is not that blessed either. I just realize I've been on the battlefield for years but was allowed a short season break. And I just remember and brag about all these short breaks which is apparently self-deceiving.
The present, needless to say, is to blame myself. I can choose to withdraw anytime I want. But my greedy heart over triumph urges me not to stop.
The future is all depending on my current decision. With my greedy heart, I can only foresee more perspiration and blood ahead.
Because I don't wish to forsake my self...
Is this because I've picked and thrown away the harsh and sharp pebbles? Everything left seems to be so nice, so pretty, so blessed and blissful.
The present is an ongoing battle whereby I can hardly ask a person to go the battlefield with me. The enemy doesn't want anyone else except me. I've been very tired in this. I've been fighting for years. Wherever I nearly declare victory, only to realize it is a short break.
The future is nothing more but severe battle as well. Since I cannot declare ultimate victory, I can only continue to fight, fight until the body is all covered with deep slashes and bruises.
Are all these illusion? I don't know.
The past is not that blessed either. I just realize I've been on the battlefield for years but was allowed a short season break. And I just remember and brag about all these short breaks which is apparently self-deceiving.
The present, needless to say, is to blame myself. I can choose to withdraw anytime I want. But my greedy heart over triumph urges me not to stop.
The future is all depending on my current decision. With my greedy heart, I can only foresee more perspiration and blood ahead.
Because I don't wish to forsake my self...
Memories stored in the compartments of
Thoughts
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Spaghetti Again :)
Lo, The first time I did it in black pepper flavor!
I can't believe that I can prepare it with limited utensil of rice cooker only. The pasta is cooked in boiling water heated by the cooker, and same to the beef ball. For your information, the beef ball is branded "Marina", which cost around RM 8 per package. 20 balls each package. Highly recommended!
Perhaps this has become my new hobby. Releasing stress, learning new things, reducing daily expenses have urged me to penetrate deeper into the mystery of cooking spaghetti. :)
The next flavor I am trying soon is tuna + boiled eggs, recommended by my bosom friend.
Memories stored in the compartments of
A Picture Paints A Thousand Words,
Life Documentary
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