HIATUS

No, not from blogging but from 2ND YEAR MEDICINE and everything associated with it. Well, only until I start my attachment. Which is... soon. Oh well, I guess there's no running away from this thing -.-

Quick update:

Am done with finals! With acceptable results la. pfft. That just marks the end of my honeymoon year before hell begins next year upon the commencement of the new semester.

Will be flying home in less than 48 hours!!!!! Thats 4 episodes of Family Feud. Dear mom, please wait for me at the arrival hall with a bowl of penang laksa, thankyou.

So in my futile attempt to clear out the fridge before leaving, I became crazy at 1a.m. last night and started baking. Till 6 a.m. -.-

Cheesecake which didnt set -.-

Almond raisin white cake. Frosting was embarassing -.-

And chocolate brownies :)

Okaylah, I cheated with pictures. I promise you a more substantial post one of these days. 

Goodbye.

Yet another rainy day

When one lacks better company,

a steamy butter sponge cake will do.

Mmmmbop

Nothing beats impulsive brownie-making sessions at 1 in the morning :)

Okay, so this was a few days ago, but wtvr. 

Now its time for a movie to wrap up the day 

:)

Bikes and Brownies

Dear God, how do I stop tomorrow from stealing all my time? Its already 3.42p.m and the only thing I've produced today are hypoglycemic cheesecake brownies.

Extending the nonproductive-ness of my Saturday, I was just flipping thorough Flickr when I realised that almost everyone has posted up at least one picture of a bicycle, or bicycles (me included). blah. This triggered a chain of thoughts which threw me into a tizzy. On a bicycle, to sustain balance, one must always keep going, right? (kan liyana?)

Sometimes I get the feeling that I’ve lost my balance. Sometimes I can’t even tell time. For some reason when I look at the clock I always figure it out to be five hours ahead. Ok it's not for "some" reason, its because at one time I was in a place, and the time difference was five hours ahead of the place I am in now. Now the place I am in has no real time. I'm never really here, I'm always living in a back moment, or daydream, like I'm falling down the rabbit hole but there's no end, there is no Wonderland to discover.

Kampung Azovskaya

The past two days have been fruitless. I actually took an afternoon nap! Sigh.

Dedicated kepada Muhammad F. yg tidak menggemari saya membelog pasal benda yang saya suka. Saya suka makan, mak nak tengok saya makan ape, biarlah saya nak bubuh ape.

NAH!

:)

Lets Nom :)

Comfort foods bring us warmth when Jack Frost rages outside our door, they wrap warm arms around us when we feel lonesome, they caress us when we're bruised and broken and they smile at us when our hearts are full of anguish. In reality, comfort foods don't really change the problems in our lives, but they do make them more bearable. Hehe :)

Surely ice cream is on everyone's list or warm chicken soup, or mashed potatoes or even bread and butter pudding. The list is defintely vast and there is certainly no clear cut list as to what food makes us comfortable.

For me, the food doesn't necessarily have to sate my hunger or even taste phenomenal. It simply has to make me feel better, ease my mind and give me the slight feeling that everything will be okay. Thats what I need sometimes, just a small amount of time to regroup my thoughts, the moment devoid of the weight of setbacks and to recall what is really important in my life.

Ok, am I asking too much out of food? Possibly. But then again, its pretty simple :)

 Made Wat Tan Hor for lunch brunch today. The product of a leisurely Thursday morning. 

"love love love :)"

Only you can define what food puts back the wind in your sails; only you know what taste is able to transport you to a better time,and what smell is able to waft you to a warmer place. It doesn't matter if its a digestive biscuit or a plate of nachos, if it makes you feel better, its comfort food :)

Spring

 

How long must we wait, in this cruel winter fate
To see one flower bloom, to have sunlight in every room?

So we can have toast, what a spread to boast

Along with jam and tea, oh my how happy I will be. 

:)

Date with the Sun

At the start of light spilling through my windows, I stretch from my head to my toes.

I start the coffee, the toast and the shows.

The morning is too lazy - without the sun, I'd go crazy.

I no longer dread the morning sun, for this time, it promises fun :)

Ahh.. morning, the start of a new day. Yet another chance to add to this journey towards heaven a bit more joy, love, and prosperity. Yes, the goodness of life is more abundant with the start of each new day. And "morning is your first blessing" when you awaken.

Yesterday, I ran late for class. If I had rushed out right after waking up, of course I would have made it in time. But I opted not to. I love the quiet in the morning before the hustle and bustle of the day starts. That fifteen minutes of peace is an important part of my day. I need the time to regroup. The first sip of coffee and the quiet usually makes for a great day ahead. When I don't get that slow start to the day, I'm usually a bit miffed. This is why I almost always wake up a full hour before grabbing my shoes and scarf and head out the door.

I even like the crazy morning commotion of getting ready for school and work. Everyone on a mission, to get wherever they have to be on time, is like a race. And most times, it's a sprint but I find even this part of the morning to be fun. It's a little stressful but overall it's fun.

Currently reading: James Meek's The People's Act of Love.

amongst other things;) i.e Physio and BTHM.

Almost every Saturday, once everyone is out the door, I normally spend my mornings writing, reading and cleaning while listening to music. It's my time for me. Years ago, I would never have thought two hours of reading and writing would be exciting for me but it truly is.  :) 

Right now, I'm pleading guilty to my unhealthy addiction to caramel coconut morsels. Add sweet oranges to the mix and we've got ourselves a saccharine breakfast. If you fancy Diabetes as your final destination, I'm definitely on the right track.

On a different note, I've always believed each day brings new hope. Even when I was younger, this thought would roam around my head when I was having a bad day. I have always thought today might not be so good but tomorrow morning everything will look different. And it usually does.

So in all, cherish this, and each morning that follows as a gift for yourself and those you love as the start of a new day. Be the person that you long to be this morning, and look forward to tomorrow.

Goodbye, now :)

Forgotten

Last night - being lame, sleeping at 5 am, getting lost in my endless duvet whilst exchanging bits of our lives, curling over ourselves in hilarity and imaginary caramel puddings - were once again on the agenda. Doors were opened as stories and secrets spewed over comforting cups of Milo. Bombshells were dropped, and it surprises me that after 2 years, I still have not the slightest clue about the people I surround myself with.

This morning was the earliest that I've woken up (with the exception of exam days) without even the slightest bit grogginess and lethargy. After washing up, the morning brightened significantly as brunch plans were made and duties assigned. Soon enough, pots and pats cling-ed ans clang-ed; onions chopped; ginger ground; filling the room with excited chatter and peppy smiles.

An hour later, the three of us with the addition of Muruga and Chia Zhen were seated in a circle, exchanging buffoonaries with the occasional wisecracks from Muruga and Sharon tickling us pink before our satisfying spread - Nasi Lemak with coconut rice made fragrant by Soo, belacan chicken, fried egg and my bitingly spicy sambal tumis.

Last on the menu: extremely satiated bellies and spirits :)

We later went to the library in the COLD(especially cold today)to return our old books and borrow new books for the coming semester. New subjects: Microbiology and Fizikultura(i.e Physical Education, urgh). After sorting our library matters and escaping the overzealous, big, MUSCULAR dog which was determined to turn us into miserable chew toys, we parted ways and bid goodbye to the brief togetherness we were allowed. Till next time :)

In the end, I figured that I haven't lost my smile at all. It's right there under my nose. I just momentarily forgot it was there :)

saturday

Today I woke up with eggs, flour, sugar and time in store.

So I decided to run downstairs for yoghurt, lemons and blackcurrant.

In the end, this is what I ended up with.

I hate blackcurrants by the way. -.-

This is what free time and an embarrassing stash of rotting bananas give you :)
However, this banana cake is a disappointing beige in colour because I don't have browning essence :(
Banana cake, coffee and dan brown on a Friday night.
Bliss :)