Mumblings.

There and not really there
Aloof and not really anti-social
Recalled and not really remembered
Sailing off with cold and easy solitude
No strings attached.

Stressed is Desserts Spelled backwards

The most darling sweetie pie present.
(Thanks JR, Lia, XY, YT n ZL!)

All my presents are photoshoot-worthy and really like them lots! But so sorry I'm such a bummer at times and didn't really take too many photos.... :X But you see, I'll be carrying your prezzies around! Thanks peeps and thanks Mum and Dad and my sisters and my jiemeis for the prezzies, the sms-es, the cards, the e-cards, the msn wishes, the effort you put in and the fact that you actually remembered. Thanks for all the memories! :D

Astronomical Gastronomical Satistifaction

Into the labyrinth-looking place...


Through the fourth floor into a Japanese garden...


Past some waterfalls and ponds and pretty koi...


and into the tatami room.


The charming tea set-looking thingies waited patiently with us...

while a lady dressed in a pleasant green kimono politely knelt down and served us green tea...

The first delight of the day: bite-size starters

From right: The white onion had none of the pungent displeasures of your regular onion and it went very well with the red savoury bean paste thingie; the petals were actually some sort of beans that were beautifully dressed up; the eggy stuff was plain and yet had the nice lemony feel coz of the lemon slice that was hiding beneath the egg; some parsley; extremely well flavoured fish. Light in feel and yet bursting with flavour... it's savoury... had some sorta teriyaki sauce or bbq sauce or some kinda nice sauce to spice it up... and there's this crispy layer on top... yum.

Then there was the mouth-watering sashimi!!!!

It was absolutely fresh n delicious!!! The sashimi was so well sliced and so fresh that you can look through them when you hold the slices against the light! And the prawns were the best of the lot! Loved them! Oishiiiiiii!

Mouth-watering sashimi was gone... but the decor still looked as lovely as ever...


And then there was the tempura... light and crispy on the outside, firm and fresh on the inside! And the shitake mushroom was big and juicy and crispy all at the same time!


SuShi! Need I say more?? Oishiiiiiiiii....


Here's some udon for you visual pleasure... and it's really the best I've ever had! Especially the soup! One sip and you know it is the real thing! There wasn't a hint of oil and the fish-cake looking thing is nothing like those fish-cakes you taste out side! It's not even the fishball kind of texture! It's firm yet spongey... and delicious!


Here's some cold soba for you too... The soba's well-chilled on top of all the ice... and the sauce is nothing like soy-sauce (We've been misled by those soy-sauce tasting soba sauces!) It's light, and the sasame seeds bring out the flavour!


To top it all of, we ate green tea ice-cream! Refreshing, not too sweet and none of the bittersweet tea flavour was lost! It's too delightful and I was already done with spooning the ice-cream into my mouth before I realised that I forgot its photoshoot.

These wonderful food came at an astronomical price... and gave absolute gastronomical satisfaction!

The Shopaholic's eye

All available at far east plaza.

What they say...

“ You look like a teacher!”
Variation: “Are you a teaching?”; Have u considered becoming a teacher?”; “When I first saw you, I thought you’re a teacher!”

“You have the please-approach-me face.”
Evidence: JT was approached 4x along orchard road to donate money. JT was also approached a few times for the purchase for various items ranging from xmas cards to perfume while waiting at an MRT station. She shall not recount the number of times others have asked her for directions (in vain?).

“ You look so different without you spectacles!”
Variation: “I almost cannot recognize you!”; “ I swear you look sooooo different!”

“You are 21?!”
Variation: “ I thought u’re in JC only”; “ You mean you’re older than me?!”; “ My dad thought u’re in secondary school.”

“Are you a Malay or a Chinese?”
Variation: “Are you a pure Chinese? Chindian?”; “ You’re Chinese?! Hmmm... maybe it’s the double eyelids”; “ 小妹，你是华人啊? 我以为你是马来人。。。 哈哈。。。"

"Your teeth are so cute”
Variation: “Your two teeth are so small… are they baby teeth?” (erm ya.); “When she smile hor, her teeth very cute.”
I'll leave you to figure what you'd say about JT. haha. Merry X'mas!

Celebrate!

With trembling fingers and sweaty palms, I forced the cursor towards the submit button and the click never sounded more sombre and heavy. There was a flicker and the results flashed point-blank in front of my face.

PRAISE GOD!!! :D :D :D

I didn't fail the most feared and nightmare-inducing module! And my grades even improved!

I came to the end of my rope and saw I was floundering helplessly and hopelessly, carrying a worry and a burden that was never meant to be mine. When I crumbled on God, He showed me how it was to travel light, to do my part and find rest and assurance in His sovereignty. Praise the Lord! :D

For peeps who haven't gotten their results, all the best k! *hugz*

Dead shoe discovered.

Before:


After:


Culprit:

Dog's life.

Life is like a journey in many ways... and sometimes... the days are as long and as dry as a bone... and if you don't have an owner, you don't know where your next meal is coming from... or where you're going... or when you're gonna get your fur clawed and ruffled by that slicker brush...


Oh yeah, here's my photo. My name is Fluffy and my owner is putting a lot of words into my mouth. Fine, so my fur looks ruffled. This is my morning look... and I like my fur the way it is. (I don't understand why my owner thinks that I can't carry off the rugged ruffled look. She thinks it unkempt. Oh please. Great dogs who rule the streets wear this style all the time.)



Look, here's my new chew toy. It's a puny little shoe.




Hmmm... tastes different. But that doesn't really matter. It'll look the same once I sink my teeth into them... and rip those shoe laces off...



and when I'm done with this shoe, I'll simply look all cute and lovely... and I'll get a new one... Looking cute and lovely is the trick to getting the people species to do my bidding.

Haha... all's under control peeps. All's well. All's well. This is life.

Wishlists again.

Now that my bday is really just round the corner n ppl are asking what they should get for me, a serious SeRiOuS mental block numbs my mind. I have no idea what I want. There is nothing that I really need. And it's also quite a paiseh thing to ask for something and I'm too paiseh to think properly. Well, when it comes to shopping for presents, I thought it'd be nice to get something your friend won't get for himself or herself. I have no idea what I won't get for myself.

I made a wishlist sometime back. But now, when I look at it, it doesn't seem to be what I'm wishing for. What I really wish/ want to have is COURAGE. Courage to make a stand for the Lord in all that I do. What I want for Christmas/ bday is perhaps a prayer, and friends who can walk prayerfully with me in the Lord for the rest of our little travel here on earth.

PS: oh yeah, I have no sense of rhythm. Erm, maybe I should say... an inconsistent sense of rhythm... which makes hanging out with the little one (yeah, my guitar) a bit difficult at times. A rhythm potion or something like that would be good for a prezzie. haha.

More recipes

Done with the cheesecake... so onto the next yummy on my recipe list....
Bread Pudding!

Desired outcome of my bread pudding:


Till then.... enjoy the pic... kekeke...

Going Foodie

Had a wonderful meal with jiemei's (okie, and a buddy) at Thai express and the place that's full of yummilicious Secret Recipes. Hmmmm... it's amazing how one's friend can be another's primary school friend or hall friend or CCA friend or sthg sthg. The world is so small. haha anyway, here's more photos of yummies from secretive cooks and their awfully good recipes...


Oreoshake. Not too bad. Not too sweet. Or izzit not too sweet because I've been stuffing myself with this choco cake below:


Chocolate banana cake! Wonderful wonderful! and wonderfully tall the cake is too! And there's macademia white chocolate cake.... and marble cheese cake... and tiramisu... and all sorts of mouthwatering stuff... sheesh...


Baked cheese cake... Rich, creamy and yet not too heavy. It inspired me to go bake cheesecake again. But erm, don't ask me for the cake. Something went not so right. Added too little vanilla, maybe creamed the cheese too much, baked for an insufficient time? ah well. Something's not right anyway. It's supposed to come out a little thick n rich... but it was kinda soft and spongey, like fiesta cheesecake, which is not supposed to .... nvm nvm.

Glorious Food.

Had plenty of wonderlicious stuff to say about buffet food. Unfortunately, due to a bout of laziness, I only have photos...


Buffet free flow of prawns of all sorts and scallops and mussels and oysters...


Chocoloate fountain! *gasp*



The sensual strawberry juice and the scared soup. Yes, the scared soup had every reason to be afraid. Be very afraid...


Scared Soup under siege.


The death of the scared soup and the drink-drank-drunk strawberry juice.

-ok, lazy to post more pics-
off to laze around about. tata.

Watchaseeinschool.

Clockwise from left: Half eaten kinder bueno in library; Evening sky-- view from some engine block; eerie stairs at engine; my new watch; view outside library; array of sweets in co-op and vending machine at study area.

Euphoria & beyond.

I was bouncing around (literally) yesterday after my exams. The air seemed fresher, the weather nicer... and I felt so good! I was on such a high that I kept laughing (at myself and to myself). Yeah, and praise God that each paper was better than the one before!

(Some would have known how depressed I was after pharmaco. And only after pharmaco did I awaken to the fact that I should give up struggling helplessly on my own and remember that I'm not studying to please the examiners or the system but for the Lord Himself. It doesn't matter that I can't finish studying or that I'd be doomed in whatever ways. Just as long as the Lord is pleased with what little I can do. That's all. As if He doesn't know that I'm running out of time. As if He doesn't know what's going to happen way after the exams. As if. So I forget. And that was the sole motivation that fuelled the rest of the studying. Yes I still struggled after that, but it was different. I had the assurance that God knows and He's going through this with me. )

And so the exams bid farewell. And shopping starts. And graduation looms nearer and nearer. I can't believe it. I feel completely unprepared for graduation. I feel like a kid. I can't even imagine what it really means to be 21. What are those legal rights I'm supposed to get by then? What's expected of me by then? It doesn't seem much, things will just move on... day by day and week by week. I won't morph into an "adult" by my birthday. Whatever "adult" means. When I was in pri.1, I thought the Pri.6 kids were the boss. When I was in Pri.6, the secondary kids were the bosses. When I hit sec.1, those sec.4 kids looked like they're something. Yet, that something disappeared when I was in sec.4. The JC years whizzed past with me thinking Uni life must be something. And now I'm almost at the end of my uni life. And I'm still feeling quite small. And sheltered. And protected. And quite kiddo. I don't even read enough of the papers to know what's happening in this world. I've gotta grow up (whatever does that mean?). Tell ya when I get there.