Thursday, March 22, 2012

My Life In Photos

Nasi ayam + kueh teow goreng basah = lunch + dinner + supper
Mee hoon sup + kueh teow goreng = lunch + dinner + supper
Another use for water tumbler. Perfect fit!
The color scares me
The biggest bottle I can find...
Drizzling...
Or is it?
Don't seem like it but it really rain cats and dogs
Second time drying...
Won't win any fashion award...

My Life In Photos

Home for the weekend = Ship wreck!
Jealous... It reminds me of my lady bug backpack. But I'm too old for it. And no, Papam/Izzah can't have it.
Yuck!
Double yuck!
Haha, it took me half a day to finish it.
Midnight snack. The only thing that I can eat in the dark.
Fail!
I cut my hair, again! And it's still not short.
People might think I never change clothes since I'm always in my hoodies.
I live in sleep pants and socks.
It's raining = Dirty laundry to the max.

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Salah...Just Go Do It...


This video has open my heart. I hope it open yours too...

Thursday, March 15, 2012

Child Mind Institute Depression PSA


Parents should be aware of this. No amount of denying or pretending will change it. It's treatable. Make sure your kids won't suffer in silence.

They have a one on ADHD and OCD. You should check that out too.

Friday, March 9, 2012

Cook

How did you learn how to cook? Did someone teach you or did you like me one day decided to get in the kitchen and put something together so you won't starve? I now know that everyone can cook. If you set aside how it's going to taste anyway.

I guess I don't have the patience and effort. I am always finding ways to make it simpler. Using less utensils so I have less to clean. Using fuss free ingredients. And of course finding stuff to replace stuff that I don't like (anchovies). Combine the dish into one (meat and veggies) instead of having a spread. As you can guess, the outcome is not as spectacular as the food cooks with tlc. But hey, if I can eat it, it's not that bad. Taste is a matter of preference anyways.

With some guidance and an actual recipe, I must say I'm actually quite good. Trust me, cooking for Raya is actually easy (just time consuming). If I can do it, anyone can. Anyone with time and no children that needs attention every 10 minutes that is.

The make up recipe is the one that sets me down. That's why I'm no chef. I haven't had the super tongue to guess the ingredients in the food. If you watch Masterchef, you'll know it's more than just what meets the eye. Even given the same ingredients, the taste could differ based on how you prep the ingredients. If you cut corners, chances are it won't be as good as if you take the time and make some effort. And sometime, less is more. Putting an extra amount of ingredient doesn't always make it taste better.

I might not be the greatest cook out there but I can fend for myself. Isn't that really the point of cooking anyway? Someone once told me that once you get married, you'll get better. I don't know about that, but I do know that when in a pinch, you'll find a way. I can now say I can feed the kids. Just not the fussy one, please. There's no way I can beat grandma's cooking.

The downside of cooking for me is cleaning. I'm the either or type. If I cook, I don't wanna clean. But if you cook, I don't mind cleaning. So those who does both, I respect you.

My next mission is baking. Since oven is a new territory for me, I kinda scared. Anyway, I don't have the ingredients for baking laying around in my house. Having to actually shop for ingredients is a hassle. So, yeah, not in the near future I guess. Since I kinda fail at using a microwave (I burnt fries), I don't have high hopes for my baking skills. When I do try, I'll let you know.

If you do have simple recipe with minimal ingredients and prep, please send it my way. I would love to try it.

p/s : I hate bad hawker stall's food. That's just mean.

Friday, March 2, 2012

Home

Sometimes I wish I was a tortoise. Why? So I can bring my 'home' wherever I go.

I used to look weirdly at people who carried their ratty, tattered, ugly, smelly blankie/pillow/teddy around. But I may have been just as bad as them (or even worst).

Some people grow attached to one thing that reminded them of home. Of the safe place. Somewhere where they are comfortable and welcomed.

Me, I grow attach to many things. While some think that I was a pack rat, I actually was trying to bring everything I need to make a new home. I don't grow attached to stuff, I just want 'my' stuff. Maybe this stems from not having to share anything with anyone since I was raised like I'm the only child. I don't share. What I need I usually have.

Everytime I move into a new dorm room, I have to lug every item I think I would need. That's the only way I would feel okay. Most of the time, I wouldn't need half of the stuff I bring. But I don't care. I feel great knowing that if I ever need it, it's somewhere near. Not back home where I can't have it.

Packing light when I travel? Not a chance! As long as there are spaces I can fill, I will fill it. Even if I will hurt my back trying to lug it around, I will do it. Just the thought of not having things that I actually have when I needed it freaks me out. So yeah, going backpacking might not be best for me.

Yes, I carry my own pillow and blanket around if I could. Not because I'm attached to them, I just didn't like using other people stuff. Of have to sleep without it. I have been put in many situation that is not an ideal place to sleep, but as long as I have my blanket and pillow, I'm good to go. Since I'm sensitive to smell and sight, borrowing other people stuff could cause problems.

This time around, I try to minimize the stuff I brought to my dorm. Bad idea. This is why I'm home right now. I'm always on edge thinking about the stuff that I could have had that was just lying around at home.

I apologize to those that I make fun of before. I now understand the need to have something that makes you comfortable. Be it a blanket, pillow, teddy bear or the entire content of your room. But please do wash those stuff that you have since you're a baby. It's just gross. And unhygienic.


Random Snippet of my Life

The reason I didn't have a panic attack everytime I park my car

I wear this in public. Hide face...

The reason my roommate didn't sleep well