Update

Hello everyone.


Just a really short update.


I'm now currently residing in Singapore, and bound by contract, am not allowed to blog what am i currrently doing.

Anyone coming down to Singapore, please gimme a buzz/ email/ facebook msg/ freindster msg/ msn msg so that we can meet up or hang out kay?


I miss ALL of you in Malaysia.

But I will be coming back for a visit soon. :)

Take care!!

Vanilla Cupcakes with pink frosting.

Now everyone. There was a time, long long ago, in Australia, when I was a little girl, i had the best cupcake ever! It wasn't so much as the cupcake itself..it was more of the icing that covered it...ooh that delicious white frosted top that tasted diabetically sweet and melts in your mouth.

Anyway, I was watching Nigella on tv last night where she made her own cupcakes but i didnt like her topping ( it was some candy shit thingy) and yet, I had the sudden inexplicable urge to make my own cupcakes.

But I didn't have a goddamn cupcake recipe. so how?

THE INTERNET!

yes, my dear blog readers! I made cupcakes not from a cherished generation-to-generation recipe, not from my aunt, not from the family's cookbook.

I got my recipe from the Internet! muahahahahaha!

so as promised...here's how my baking went:



Painstakingly copied down the recipe from the Internet...because I don't have a printer....and also because if my cupcakes go well, I shall claim this recipe to be mine, and open a cupcake shop...yeah, you get the gist.

Now, the recipe came with American baking measurements..which are totally different from ours as we tend to use British measurements..so i had to go online to convert them back..

for instance, what the hell is one STICK of BUTTER?

aah...it actually means half a slab of butter, my friends. :)

Speaking of butter...in it goes onto the mixer...all soft and mushy..

And next..the sugar...these are like, the most fundamental things to bake a cake..

not forgetting eggs...

Then, in goes the self raising and all purpose flour, unsifted because i couldn't be bothered with these minuscule details.

And whisk whisk whisk it goes..splattering all over Brandon's face cuz he got too near the machine.

Personally the most important ingredient of all, Vanilla Essence..I added a bit more than specified.

Then I plonked the watery batter into tiny lil cups...

and in it went to be baked!

Next, I made the icing!

Butter, icing sugar, milk, and more vanilla essence to make the icing...but i added a few drops of red colouring to make it a pretty cotton candy-pink colour...like this:

Meanwhile in the oven.....

BURNT cupcakes!!!!

damn angry!!

Thank God the other batches turned out edible.

and now the fun begins! decorating the cupcakes with icing in a piping bag! I wanted to try this since i was a little girl!

Pink frosting in disposable piping bag.

Didn't know any other design so i just swirled it in a clock wise motion...

And here it is!!!

Oh oh, but there's something fucked up about my icing...it melts if it isn't refrigerated..

so if some cupcakes look like pink dog shit, its because its been out in the open for a bit. :)

Then I had a brilliant idea! Grinning evilly, I set about making the entire tray of cupcakes..

The decided to let some guinea pigs try them!

I ran to a nearby park and started distributing them generously...although truth be known, the kids started swarming me once they glimpsed the artificial-like cakes on my plate..

and how do you think it went?

Do they look like they like it?

Not really :(

sob sob.

Recurrent Training, 2008.

Did my annual recurrent training last week...

and even though The Bosses have changed the routine to be a whole-day-jam-cram thingy as opposed to the previous 2 day schedule, I still had enough time to fool around with my sweet colleague.

Us, in the hospital pink dressing gowns waiting for our usual rounds of pissing in the paper cups, having our blood extracted by rough and unsympathetic nurses, taking quick-as-lightning X-rays...trudging through the audio and visual tests...followed by height, weight and waist measurement..and lastly, a trip to the GP for the individual general checkup of our physical well being.

In other words, he asks us if there is anything wrong with us, we say no, he says thank you, we say you're welcome, we go out, the session is over. 2 minutes.

In the training centre:

Fooling around with the infants life-vest..the shit you're seeing all around me are actually survival equipments attached to the raft located inside the aircraft. you know..the thingy that explodes out whenever someone opens an airplane door while its in an armed position.


You guys have no idea what i'm talking, do you?

At the B747 mock up. The others are inside, trying to stay awake.

The humongous raft that's supposed to save our hides in the event we crash on water.

Save me! Save me!

Geez.

Georgia Aquarium

I keep telling you, I'm this blogger delinquent..it took me 3 whole fucking days to upload these pictures and another day to arrange them in its sequence!

shit blogspot! shit my deficiency! shit this whole desktop! shit shit shit!



Georgia Aquarium was super fun leh! more so esp cuz I went there with my batch mate! between the two of us, there were at least 300 pics...so choosing them was difficult...almost as difficult as uploading them..


okay, enough bullshit. I'll let the photos do the describing.


We were as excited as a couple of 5-year olds that morning..eating our breakfast hastily and then trotting off to the Aquarium.


Oh yes, remember my black leather high heeled boots I got on my last trip? It made its debut to the aquarium. :)


It was only 4 hours later did I realize what a colossal mistake it was. Colossally painful mistake.


So, with the help of colourful illustrations, allow me to tell you how my day at the aquarium with Amy went:

As giddy as a bimbo...





At the entrance of the humongous aquarium...is it me, or ironically, is the building designed to resemble a ship?


The first colourful deco we saw....Amy immediately wanted a pic with it. :)


Endangered corals...whilst we were admiring them..the attendant droned on and on about saving the corals..and he said, and I quote, "...for the love of God..stop plucking them from the sea like free souvenirs..."


Rolls eyes.

Oh oh oh...this is pretty cute! See, these are called...actually I cant remember what the hell they are called? but its somewhere along the lines of earth eels. or ground eels. or worms. Its quite gross actually, if you really see them...they look like miniature snakes buried in the sand with half of their bodies sticking out...then they shrink back inside their hole if they see even a small sized fish approaching.

The tour guide said these worm like eels live very below the sea. Cool eh?


Transparent jelly fish...this isnt their real color... they just absorb and reflect back whatever light they receive.

Or its very possible that I am just bullshitting you. Who knows?

HUGE ASS jelly fish! I forgot its scientific name though..but I read that these are the ones that, if or when they sting you with their stupidly gross and long tentacles, its gonna really hurt. and I mean really really hurt.
Luckily for us, they live in the deep blue sea.

Floating aimlessly in their simulated blue sea, occasionally bumping gently into each other. Probably sting each other too..excites up their boring lives a wee bit.




Next, we walked into possibly the biggest water-filled tank in my life! All around me, larger than life, were one piece glasses, holding in a multitude of tiny colourful fishes and sea creatures..far and wide..if the glass, for some reason, ever broke, we would all drown in an second..thats how much water surrounded us. there's no way out. non!


I hummed The Little Mermaid's Part of Your World when I gazed out. and pretended I was..um..a mermaid.




I think the baby boy next to Amy didn't quite understand the concept of an aquarium...He kept asking his mummy if he could go over the other side of the glass.

Baby seahorses! So tiny and cute and itsy bitsy..too bad they didnt move much though...


I'm inclined to believe the seahorse was being humble in the presence of Amy, thus lowering his head. :) Just like in the Little Mermaid, the seahorse was merely a humble messenger.
Hehe.


Can you believe such vibrant colors are hidden under the depths of the sea? Its so wasted...I mean..who appreciates them? fishes? please.


Funky chair...like my boots? :P


Fer real? yeah right!



Baby alligators floating like logs..with evil yellow eyes and scaly horrid skin..




muuuaaahh!


Beautiful pic of Amy being bathed in artificial blue sea light..you can see the rays of light passing through her..


this is the section where they hold all the giant sea animals..you have to crane up your neck to watch them float over your head ..very nice

*whispers* whale sharks..



being mesmerized..



Thickly fat and ugly fish scuttling by...



Fake sea makes our faces ghostly bluish. nice!











See, the light is even suitable for cam-whoring. Or maybe i'm just whorish enough to pose anywhere shamelessly. shrugs.

Can you see that GIANT sting ray above Amy's head? sca-ry!




My most favorite part of the day...THE PETTING TANK!!






oops...it ran away...






Gotcha! Haha..the reflective light from the camera makes it look like I'm healing the sting ray with magical powers. get it? get it? * snorts*



Amy with the Horse Shoe Crab, which I was afraid to touch.



Some weird species which were thought to be extinct but magically popped up again somewhere. Boring!


Oooh...Mr. Old Turtle! There's just one of him here but he's extremely friendly! Loves coming close to the glass to inspect who's trespassing his territory and hovers nearby. Aint shy at all!




Hi Turtle!
Lame, I know. So sue me.




In case it isnt clear, the board says that Piranhas dont eat people.

Sure...just everything else.

Thank goodness you couldnt see its fangs, oops sorry, i meant teeth. Its seriously not funny.



Fooling around in the kiddies section. Yes, we had to visit there too.


I'm not sure they liked us very much...after we lorded over their fishy playground for half an hour.

Then we went and watched a 3D cartoon about a man turning into a fish and discovering all the sad sea creatures human neglected..I know..I know...entertainment with hidden moral values. geez. but it was cuz it was filled with songs! the fish sang! the octopus sang! the dolphin sang! the shark sang! everybody sang!

They made it look like a cinema..


Waiting for our turn..








Jakunly wearing our 3D glasses..

Sea anemones!



We could touch them! Apparently they do sting..but the current is too low for our thickly padded fingers to register it.


Touch! touch! touch!
I love touching gross things!

In my opinion, the BEST part of the aquarium: Beluga whales.

At first glance they arent much to look at...but when they swim about in their enclosure...they are simple all grace and agility..such such graceful creatures..with mouths curved upwards to look as if they are perpetually smilling. Not in the Joker way..but in a serene way.

Fat but graceful.





Did I manage to capture the enormity of their substitute home?




Oh and second time lucky..aside from a Zebra ding-dong...we also get to see...
A beluga ding dong.



What is it with these animals??!!

See? its kissing me. :)



Sea Dragons! Not much to look at..not much to talk about.


I really did feel claustrophobic lor...penguins are supposed to surround me...but i must've frightened them all away..


We took pictures of ourselves anyway.

My beautiful Batchmate and I.

At the gift shop!

The cutest puppet I ever saw...I regret not buying it..



Penguin plush toys..


My beluga!

Cute!

My baby tiny white beluga.

Remember the 3D cartoon I was telling? this is the fish the human turned into. forgot his stupid name.




Amy and I couldnt decide on which necklace to buy...they were all so pretty!





See this pink and purple velvet butterfly-shaped box?

Inside it holds a pink and purple butterfly shaped necklace. How fucking cute and sweet is that??!!





Outside the Aquarium...bright and sunny..but cold.





My tired and grumpy face towards the end....these boots were KILLING me!!



My picture taken with Amy...





And a seahorse necklace! with pink shiny stones! pretty!





Nice ar?


Have to sleep...I've wasted far too much time on this blog than intended!
Until next time ya'll!

Frankfurt, Germany am main ( could've spelt it wrong, who knows?)

Hullo! i'm back in Malaysia now, for bout 48 hours..then its off to Atlanta Georgia AGAIN!!!!








Fuck.











But its cool this time around cuz the schedulers miraculously assigned this particular flight and route for me AND my batch girl, Amy!





We've already made plans to head for the Georgia Aquarium..which costs like, $31 to get in! With that kinda price they're extorting, they'd better have live mermaids for us to view!!!








So, I cant say I'm altogether dreading this long and nasty flight since I wont be lonely. And dont give me shit about my complaints, okay? YOU try eating at a buffet all by yourself while the Korean crew around you glance pityingly at you and offer you a pity seat.





Yep, thats right. A pity seat. They certainly wont invite you to break your fast with them because they enjoy your conversations. Hell, no! Its just out of pity.








Then after that, imagine heading up back to your room only to waste it on watching American tv, because there's no one to talk to, or going to the shopping mall yourself, because you refuse to tag along with the rest of the crew.





Try it for a few months THEN tell me how you feel.








ok, enough ranting.





This time to Frankfurt...didnt actually plan to head into the city..but the Japanese Regional Stewardess with whom I befriended on the plane gushed on and on about some Louis Vouiton handbag she wished to purchase here in Frankfurt, and i was curious, and she was all alone, so i decided to accompany her.








There was just that tiny itsy bitsy hitch: I didnt bring enough warm clothing.





No matter! Ophelia is extremely resourceful if nothing else!





So underneath all those clothes, I wore....








my pyjamas.














AND...











strapped a small, furry hot water bottle to my chest. :D








you guys cant see anything thanks to my thickly, black long shawl. And thus I was sufficiently insulated enough to traipse about downtown in the biting wind.

Poor girl couldnt buy her Trevioli or something...was sold out, as told by our haughty assistant. Really...you'd think her father owned the store. Dippy salesclerk. As the Cantonese saying goes...hang hoi la! ( step aside la) cant stand them!

A Maggi store in Frankfurt. Often times I forget Maggi aint a Malaysian brand...no matter how much we local-fy the taste.

An ancient building situated away from the shops. I never did bother to learn its name.

ooh ooh ooh...and my best purchase ( aside from the buckets of chocolates) here:

Sky high leather boots, simple in design and cut.

I nearly gasped when I saw the price of these boots ( and they do fit me alright?)

They were actually on sale, cuz like, winter season is dying and summer is coming and no one in their right minds wear boots during summer at least I dont think so, which is probably why they put these boots on sale. They cost............

5 EURO!!!!

Shit, thats like, less the RM 25 bucks!!! it CANT get any cheaper than this!! Even Sungai Wang doesnt sink to this level!

I squealed in delight and grabbed it. But its still in Korea la...didnt bring it back...useless in a country that often feels like an inferno.

oh, any my other purchase:

A tiny miniature of Baileys..200ml..costs bout 4 euro..really cute!

Till next time then.


You poor sharks...wait till I get my filthy fingers inside your tank! yay!

Edison Chen, my hero.

I swear, nothing turns me on more than chinese guys who can speak fluently in accented english, as well as chinese.


doont ask me why! there's no bloody reason as to why is pleases me tremendously when I see and hear someone with Chinese origins speak in perfect English.


Which is why guys like Daniel Wu, Wang Lee Hom and Edison Chen makes my heart hammer whenever I hear them speak in English.


Now, superficial though I may be, I must admit that prior to his immensely popular scandal, I knew little of Edison Chen. I've never watched his movies, never seen his mtv video clips, have barely even heard of him other than knowing him to be the monkey in Mtv Whatever things, where he plays pranks amateurishly.


However, ever since the scandal erupted, I'm ashamed to admit that I cant stop thinking bout him. Once again, I'm back to being an 18-year-old, easily having crushes on the latest handsome/rich/famous/handsome/handsome/handsome celebrity. Aah...but my dear friends, havent you just missed the feeling of joy and despair of having unattainable crushes that will never become a part of your reality? really, I feel quite pathetic myself. I must look like a total idiot to you. You, who cant share my pleasure in seeing Edison the way i see him. You, who cant begin to understand why the fuck would I have feelings for a man who cant stop taking lewd images as a constant, physical reminder of his previous conquests.


Never mind all that shit.


If you want to know the extent of my sheer ridiculousness, i am now spending every waking moment, here in Frankfurt, on youtube watching clips of Edison (legitimate ones, mind you!) as he gets interviewed in English and in mandarin. The German cleaner who comes to the crew lounge every once in a while watches me quizzically as I stare intensely into the comp when watching Edison. Yep, I am so shallow, its amazing.

His mandarin is so bad, in an interview, he actually said..." (mutters) how'd you say it..joe yao joe..i mean...gau yao gau. Bu hao yi si."


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uQyXGMvz28M

So. fucking. cute.


But hey! In my defense over the superficial debate, I not only salivate over the likes of Chen Kwoon Hei.


After reading his biography, overnight, Wang Lee Hom became my favourite mandarin singer.
I watched him on youtube ( yes, dammit, i have a lot of free time, okay?) whilst he was being interviewed by CNN, oh dear Lord, he was so soft spoken, polite and...and....


he has a Rochester accent.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cxg76BPOMdM&feature=related


I honestly canNOT believe this guy, who has a masters degree in music, possesses a voice so soothing and gentlemanly. For his sake I am now learning bits of mandarin just so I can comprehend just what the fuck is he singing in Ni He Wo.


Then we have Daniel Wu, whom I didnt even know existed prior to stumbling upon his interview on youtube. While i dont find him insanely good looking, he has indded perked uo my interests.


But we still go back to edison chen because I have a crush on him but ironically, I must say among all the girls he's been with, he has the best chemistry with gillian chung. And i'm not talking based on the scandal here.

I know by know all of you are sick of hearing me jabber on and on about Edison, but for your information, Edison and Gillian actually starred in a lot of ( legitimate) movies together, such as...moving targets...The twins effect one and two..Spy Dad...Initial D...

You can rest assured I'll be watching these movies :)


alright already..I'll stop making a fool of myself now.

Will blog about my superficial purchases here in Frankfurt, once i return to Malaysia.

I know I never blog anything of substance, ever, but I dont give two damns. Its MY blog. so whether or not i'm actually liable to hold an intellectual conversation with you remains till you converse with me in person.


oh, and if i'm starting to not make any sense, its YOUR fault. not mine.

have a nice day. Danke!

Gong Xi Fa Cai! or wtv.

Yeah man! now that chinese new year is halfway over, and all my ang pau's have been violently ripped in half in my enthusiasm to pluck out its succulent contents, and now that I've sadistically lit all fire crackers in the most scandalous places ( next to a sleeping kitty, on a tree, middle of the park, inside a drain...etc), i can finally blog about the boring parts of my chinese new year. Rest assured my cny was like every other year. dull dull dull. filled with obligations. gushing aunties and holier-than-thou-cousins.


Dont tell me none of you are like that, huh? i'm sure there is this rivalry, however minimal, between cousins or whoever the relative closest to your age/ generation. Rivalry in terms of anything! clothes, freedom, allowance, even education! COMMON!! dont deny it!


For instance, maybe your cousin would go, " So where are you studying now? " and you'll give your answer, and then the cousin would nod and say something general like "ooh, i see". know why? BECAUSE SECRETLY THE COUSIN IS GLEEFULLY REVELING IN THE FACT THAT HE/SHE HAS A BATTER EDUCATION THAT YOU!


or, or....The cousin could ask if you have a boyfriend. The truth is, that cousin doesnt really wanna know if you are in a relationship or not. The cousin just wants to tell you bout her fantastic man that drives a Porsche and gave her that beautiful diamond necklace.


or...or! The cousin might just make a thorough inspection of you when they think you arent looking or noticing. Inspecting the clothes you wear, what brand, the makeup, accessory, and what not, mentally judging your status in fashion society and whether or not they are superior to you in these aspects.


Sigh. Dont tell me you guys dont get that?? okay, maybe its just my overactive imagination. and no, its not like that with my own cousins. :) it USED to be. no longer. we've all grown up.


okay, so on the first day of chinese new year, my whole family, relatives and I visited our deceased family members in the Kek Lok Si temple. My aunt says we must place food and drinks in front of their plaques because they would be able to eat them.



So here are my aunts placing the offerings on a table amd arranging it.

My dad and his sister, my aunt. Can you see the rows and rows of plaques behind them?

me, pretending to help out in the interest of takinga nice picture. At least I admit it lor. :)

Dad and mom paying their respects.

Me, following suit.
Here I am teaching my little brother to cam whore while on the way to my grandmama's house.

My grandmama and her maid. Ah Ma is roughly 90 years old i think. Ancient old bird, but her mind is still so sharp, she can recall tiny offences done to her 50 years ago, and regales it out to anyone sitting nearest in her vicinity.

Brandon in his lil olden day chinese gear and dad.

My family.

My beautiful and closest cousin-sisters and their father from Singapore. We were eating a reunion lunch sort of thing.

Only half of my aunts were present at the lunch do. the rest couldnt make it in time. Aunts that perpetually give me (unwanted) advice ranging from husbands right to hair styles. But I tolerate them anyway with amused indulgence. :)

HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!!! and i bloody hope yours were way cooler than mine!