Wednesday, March 28, 2012
The unconditional love of a pet stands out as being some of the most affectionate love there is.
Two words get Chuck so excited, that he leaps out of the back of a parked SUV as if on command: "Daddy's home." He then jumps all over the soldier, licking him and yelping with happiness. The soldier cannot even get a good grip on Chuck, because he is so happy and jumping and showing how much he missed his owner.
This is why dog will always be man's best friend.
As for me, I suffered from 1 cold per week, sometimes 2 times. That adds up to a minimum of 48 colds per year.Not only that, I've been having body aches too especially on m back. Need a major body examination soon. Something is totally wrong with me and I don't know what is it.
Voila! A cheesecake by June! I never thought I could make them myself. Anyone believe that I just made that?Actually it was so easy that I've been kicking myself for not trying earlier.
The best part is my family have been looking forward for my next cheesecake. I can't wait for it too but not until we finish the mocha butter cake that I've made this morning.
I always try to complete as much task as I can in a day's schedule and always in a rush. Never had the luxury to walk or eat normally at all, except if I'm on a holiday away from all the daily fuss.
The darnest thing always happen whenever I'm rushing against the time.Let me recall how many times it happened to me at Tesco today:
1. Making Chinese Three Cups Chicken today but the spring onion was missing. Saw this weirdo at the vegetable corner that was squeezing and sniffing the coriander and spring onions, blocking my way.
2. Just had to grab some disgestive biscuits for my cheesecake, headed straight to the biscuit aisle. Met a group of even stranger women gathering at the corner and even worse they were in my way. They never see the biscuit in their life or what? Until now, I still couldn't figure out what they were doing there.
3. Another funny woman standing at the beginning of the escalator blocking everyone else behind her including me. I waited and waited until I had to excused myself. What is she doing there? Day dreaming or what?
What a waste of my precious time. Already happened thrice today that I've lost count how many times these occured in a month.
Sunday, March 25, 2012
I fell for that too many times before, crashing back to the reality damn hard afterwards. Why on earth do I fell for that and I still believe that somehow, somewhere and someday that I will find that someone who would do that for me.
Deep down inside my I-Don't-Give-A-Shit demeanour, I still believe that bullshit and I just couldn't stop myself for thinking that way.
I would throw caution to the wind and fall madly in love when I choose too. And I also choose to forget about how many times my heart had been broken, mended and scarred believing that I had finally found the one.
True love is rare and hard to come by but what's even rarer are fools like me.
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Simply breathtaking. Madonna has won my heart over and over again. Madonna rules!
Friday, March 16, 2012
Pooh Bear used to be my nephew's favorite character when he was a toddler( he's almost 17 years old now). So, naturally me whom was babysitting him took liking to that character too. We'll sing along to the songs and entertained myself by watching my little nephew following Pooh's dance steps.
That was until I met this guy. A weirdo and I had no choice but to be polite as he was a friend's friend. I couldn't remember how he look like now, wouldn't even recognize him if I bump into him. But I do remember that he was a peculiar one. Some guy that I couldn't even bring myself to look straight at his face as I spoke to him.
He spoke about his dream of getting married, which sounded more like a plan to me. Some kiddo stuff like how many kids he wanted and those happily ever after nonsense. I felt funny at first then getting bored as he went on and finally had a shock when he revealed that he had me in mind. Oh dear, what kind of deep shit that I've got myself into? A delusional guy here.
Soon after, he started to call on a daily basis with all his nonsense and one day he gave me Winnie the Pooh bear. I liked the bear itself but not him. Since this is from someone like him , my so called friend begun to feed me with all sorts of crazy thoughts. The one I remembered the most was he could had masturbated on the bear and gave it to me! Eeww! That was the grossest thing ever. Without a thought or even a second thought, the bear ended up in the dustbin. And I told him not to call me anymore. Not that he did anything that we imagined nor that we have the proof but I was just looking for a perfect excuse.
One thing for sure, I'll never look at The Pooh Bear the same way again
Thursday, March 15, 2012
Feel like baking again in these few days. I'll be very dedicated to my new hobby until I find a new one and it's called short attention span. I went coffee mad sometime ago, I have the coffee grinder, coffee machine and some other stuff and long before that was stitching ;the stitching was not even halfway done and it is collecting dust in some corner right now.
Gum paste, fondant, MCM powder, meringue....Baking language. That was hard for a 30 over years old baking noob.
Anyway, see what I've got on my latest shopping spree, it's the sprinkles!
Going to make some Marshmallow Krispie Rice treat and some chocolate dipped marshmallow:
Melting the white chocolate. I'm a noob at baking but at least I know that you can't melt the chocolate directly on the stove. High five to myself. I used white one as it's more versatile than the dark one; I can have any color that I like.
The Krispie Rice treat,yum yum...
Pink chocolate dipped marshmallow. Taste just like...erm...marshmallow?
Preparing the cake batter. It took me forever to figure out how to use this mixer. A few trials and errors: the attachments fell off onto the floor, batter splats on the counter and the ingredients all over my hands and clothes. It was a mess.
Almost give up half way through as I had no idea what I was doing, sigh....And then batter had finally made it to the oven. Sitting in front the oven and anticipating for the result.
Actually I put too much batter in the cupcakes liner...
Made some butter cream to top the cake. It looks pretty nice here but it was way too sweet for my liking and also I used the wrong sugar for the cream. I'd only remembered it when I finished decorating the cake. Supposed to use icing sugar and not Castor sugar.
Shall I give up baking then? Nah....not so fast this time and I'm going to bake again next Monday.
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
If I have to do all those things for my own wedding, I'd better not get married. Being the perfectionist I am, I know I'll go berserk over some itsy-bitsy stuff if some things go out of my plan. There'll be endless rows with the husband-to-be and plenty of frustration. I understand my own temperament very well.
Danielle is pretty much a better person than I am. Too many times that she had to cool me down for being frustrated over some small matter. Shouldn't it be the other way round? She's been telling me that one will learn how to let things be and go with the flow during the preparation, a changed person after the whole thing. I don't know if I can ever learn that though. My dear friend had matured while I'm still stuck in this rut with my stubbornness. The very same stubbornness that I've survived upon and in my pursue for perfection. Whether it's a good thing or not, there's no way to tell.
I would never imagine someone would really trust me so much to allow me to be involved in so many aspect of her big day. What I've done to gain that? I can't even trust my own self, what's more to trust someone else like that? Every possible scenarios that had gone through my mind, possibilities that I might not be able to complete all those tasks and ruin my bestie's wedding. Me being knocked down by a car, fell off the staircase or even got locked inside my office;being a paranoid that I am, stressed. I bet no one can imagine that I was so nervous that day that I was trembling the entire time until the dinner was over.
The dress that I've searched high and low for. Every other dresses that I've tried on seemed to feel odd on me, I can't fit into everything else except for this one. It camouflaged almost all of the imperfections.
Thank God that everything went well and thank you very much to my dear friend for your trust in me. This is the very thing that I would really want to learn from you, to be able to trust. Like what I've told you the other day, I've been thinking a lot and there's things that I would really like to change in my life.
(Nude for day ceremony and black for the dinner. I know I should wear a lady-like high heel to go with the pastel purple dress not this nude shoe. I just love to go against the rules and the conventional way, just the way I am. )
Once again, thank you very much for trusting me and to allowed to help with your wedding. Things I did might be an insignificant matter to everyone else but I don't give a shit of what others had in mind for I did them only for my best friend, Danielle.
I've learned something new and this event could just be the turning point of my life.
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
Then something strange just happened. There are a lot of real people that's been inviting me to their weddings. Notice that I said people here, not friends. Funny eh? Hey! I didn't know that I have that many friends until now.
I thought friends are supposed to be people who really put in the effort to maintain their friendship and whose genuinely cared for each other. Who always keep in touch and meet up once in a while. What about whom you never even say "HI" to in so many years?
I'm scratching my head now trying to figure out who are actually my friends.
Is there anyone out there that's really worth my love? If I can live up to a thousand years, will I be able to love the same person for a thousand years?
I'll never be the person in this song. It's like a dream that will never comes true for me. A dream that will always be just a dream.
Monday, March 5, 2012
How they after men's money and how they expect men to pay for everything. Whoa!! Looks who's talking now, the men are insulting and degrading us women.
If men have certain criteria in a woman that they like, so do us. We don't really care how you look like or what car you are driving. We only cared how much you are willing to give when it comes to love.
When you apply for a job or a loan, you'll need to provide your academic qualification, proof of income and bank statements. You'll need to prove that you are capable of handling the job or to service the loan. Same goes for a relationship, we'll need to know how much you are willing to give.
There are certain methods that we used to gauge your sincerity.
Dinner date: How calculative can you be? Will you split the bill down to every cent. I heard from a girlfriend that she once dated a guy that grumbled non stop for a RM30 over dinner bill even though she's willing to split the bill. He even invited himself to my friend's place after the meal on the first and only date. What was he thinking actually? Look who's being cheapskate here? The guy or the gal? My advice to her was: Block his calls and never see him again.
Modern women are earning decent income nowadays, we can afford much better meal when we are on our own. It just that sometimes we have to tone down our preference for quality meal when we are on dinner date to accommodate the guys. It's not too much to ask if you could just buy us a meal if you really like us.
How about the rest of the platonic guy friends? We don't really mind splitting the bill. What I usually did was to take turn paying for the meal. Easier than using the calculator each time.
Gifts: Who doesn't like a gift now and then? Men and women alike. It's something like a reminder to us that we are being loved by someone. But no gift no matter how expensive they are that can buy our love for a guy. It's the thoughts that matters. Some guy may earn a lot but they are stingy with us. Some guy earn peanuts but they are willing to spend it all on us. Anyone of us would always choose the latter even if the monetary value of his gift doesn't worth much.
Like Lady Gaga said "I can buy my own f*cking ring". Us, women can afford to buy anything we want. Guys, please don't think that we really cared for all those material stuffs.
Men who gave such comments must have been hurt by women before or they don't understand us or they are just plain selfish. It really hurts being labelled like that when we are just some ordinary women looking for love in this crazy world.
Some women ran away not because they are not getting the material that they want, it is because they are not getting enough love from the guys. They are just trying to protect themselves and to look for someone else that's worth their time and effort.
Men, don't you ever dare to think that you can get a woman to love you without ever having to put in any effort and sincerity. That's what we called selfish. Women has to sacrifice a lot too, try ask your mother. There's no equality in a relationship but you have to know how to give before you take.
Even Madonna the Material Girl has been known for settlling for guys lesser than her.
Women deserved proper credits, really..
Sunday, March 4, 2012
I have to say this, damn you fucking barbarian in your damn car for stealing my spot. Happened in front of Bangsar's Mcdonald's with one damn white Kancil with one damn driver that wears sunglasses even after sunset. I hope that will be your last meal of McDonald's if you could afford it and faeces will be what you eat forever after today.
Feeling much better now..
Nice one, just mastered it last week.