Showing posts with label Sunday Chillaxes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sunday Chillaxes. Show all posts
#6
I have attempted (yet, again) to kick start a cooking habit. no doubt it probably had something to do with the other half being back but heck, it's way past time now isn't it?

So yes, today I attempted, no wait I actually cooked up a healthy meal. well, healthy because there were stuffs from all the food classes there (usually it's just a tiny problem cause i refuse to include residents of the leaf village.. or the carbo village... or the fat; ok lets stop there)
but guess who ended up mucking my great reunion attempt?

dear mr OIL.

UGH.it appears that my first lesson this year is to condition myself to the presence of unhealthiness; Starting with actually adding oil into the pan.

bright side is- at least there's virtually nothing stuck to the bottom of the grey thing.


'tis tough and winding, this task of being a woman. (who knows how to cook)



Fear is the path to the Dark Side. Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate; hate leads to suffering. I sense much fear in you..
~Yoda


Heck yeah im terrified of cooking! bleh
#4
on the day I was coming back from KL, I sat in the LRT on the way to BJ, and there was a monk and a man sitting in front of me. The monk was ... dirty. not dirty like that type of dirty, but just filthy kind of dirty. He was in his yellow robes, clutching a sack which definitely had seen better days. Slippers kind of torn and he was dozing off. The uncle, on the other hand, looked quite well to do. Kind of like those professor uncle's you'd see after retiring. A watch, polo tee which told me he'd been overseas, and a look that, in other places might have seen me smile at him.

But I did not smile. I avoided his gaze. Purely because I saw him shift to his left then recoil. Another auntie had sat down next to him, and in order to not have any bodily contact with her, he'd gone the other way, towards the monk. He had the look that told me he was quite annoyed with the auntie for getting him close to touching that monk next to him.

I thought what a huffy.


2 stops away from mine, a few minutes after the announcement, he woke the monk up with a gentle tap on the shoulders; kao liao, he said in Hokkien. The monk woke up and looked at him dazed, but grateful nevertheless. He started chatting to uncle in Hokkien with just everyday things like kao liao ha.. kao liao. I was too late, he saw me smile even though I everted my head swiftly. We came to the stop and both of them disembarked.

Just before he left, uncle turned around and gave me a smile, nodding to me as he stepped off onto the platform. I thought what a huffy I'd been.


Always try to be a little kinder than is necessary.
~ James M. Barrie
#3
we are human.


Having such a wonderful chat with Chelle last night, it really made me realize that there were still stw people outside my clique that I could talk tO. and what more she was / had gone through alot that I am myself. NOt like we're solving it like superwomen but at least we know that we're not alone. it Was refreshing, as there were many things I could share.. and not feel judged.


Most of all it made me realize how nice it was having such a freEdom in life. To stay up so late. To drive home at 6am with the windows dowN and the smell of wet grass so strongly in your nostrills. To know that today is such a wonderful day.Starting off right. So yearning for the Everest's in the world Yet to be climbed. But knowing that you are only human and there are things you just cant do. Somehow it didn't seem that bad either. Because you know that there are things that you can and you should. WHEther you must that would then be up to you.

to Have the right to type according to your moods,Whether they be capped or noT, wherever I want. To hear my stomach grumbling because I chose not to eat instead of not being able to. To feel the fan above me spinning and spinning and spinning, making my feet cold and my body warm. Have you ever felt that comfort cuddling under a  blanket with your soles cold and trunk warm? tO Know that I can infact leave, annytime I want. That eventhough things are plaguing my MINd that I CAn chose to push it back and look at... the flower on my table instead.

I enjoy this freedom, this spontaneity, such calmness such piousness, no one can give but Him.
And I thank Him for that, everything that's came into my life thus far
 ShaPing me into who I am today
 My lacks and my strengths

I know i've got a long way to go still but  i know I'm going somewhere
 And i'm going somewhere He wants me to go
I'm going somewhere I damn well want to go

tHIs is LIfe.


Age is a very high price to pay for maturity.
~ Tom Stoppard


Amen
Its funny how a few posts ago I was talking about how my new year starts in Sept. And now it starts in January. Lol, what a lalang.

Was welcomed back to Msia with sort of a numb feeling but definitely feeling very very refreshed. Everyone's busy with legal and forensics medicine. When I say busy I meant busy updating their facebook profiles. Lol. Literally. I find it so cute that everytime I go on facebook it's so easy to tell what course we're doing at the moment.

It's insane number of lectures we have to go through these few days. It's 1 hour on average worth of lectures per day. FIVE! CINQUE!!! But anyways, I actually think it's sadder for the lecturer than it is for us. At least we get to sit. Btw have I mentioned Prof D.C is awesome, the whole fan-girling kinda way awesome. He's one of the last of the generation who had to learn Latin for medicine, he studied law, trained as an endocrinologist, so I have no idea what is he doing in forensic/legal med. Oh did I mention he has a head full of dark wavy hair which he likes to run his hair through and that he can pronounce 'dadah' oh so perfectly and that his lectures are not boring at all? Considering it's law with THE million dollar question 'what is reasonable's... that's unbelievable it's not boring! So forgive me if I fawn at his feet. I guess profs like him represent the generation where doctors were truly the best of the best. Oldschool~ baby!

So yea there's this new year. I've got rhis exam next Monday. And the MMC has a 'Good medical practice' guideline that I need to regurgitate what is reasonable. Also, was looking through the requirements needed to work in the UK and oh my tuhan it is HARD. Sister asked a question today which I felt I answered B-E-A-utifully... albeit painfully. Sometimes I think God works in miraculous ways; He sent Arti who gave me the solution to my problems! WOOHOO!! And coincidentally the West wing episode I was watching talked about religion and I've quoted it below. Anyhoo now all that's left for me is just to win the lottery! :D

I need to learn how to reserve fuel. The rate I'm going right now I'll probably burn out even before CNY. But it's nice to feel so euphoric. :D

Was reading Burn's blog and realized how obvious it was.. The initial fireworks sure heat people up doesn't it? It's contagious! Healthily so :)


My resolution(s) this year are simple:
- Be selfless
- Be decisive
- Be filial
- Be happy

Welcome to 2011 peeps.

[I feel like I'm such a boring person LOL]
[ but in my defense it's so haphazard only because my thoughts are so choppy]
[ because I'm too hyper]
[or overdrived- depending if you wanna consider the coffee I took in the day]

You remind me of the man that lived by the river. He heard a radio report that the river was going to rush up and flood the town, and that the all the residents should evacuate their homes. But the man said, "I'm religious. I pray. God loves me. God will save me." 
The waters rose up. A guy in a rowboat came along and he shouted, "Hey, hey you, you in there. The town is flooding. Let me take you to safety." But the man shouted back, "I'm religious. I pray. God loves me. God will save me." 
A helicopter was hovering overhead and a guy with a megaphone shouted, "Hey you, you down there. The town is flooding. Let me drop this ladder and I'll take you to safety." But the man shouted back that he was religious, that he prayed, that God loved him and that God will take him to safety. Well... the man drowned. And standing at the gates of St. Peter he demanded an audience with God. "Lord," he said, "I'm a religious man, I pray, I thought you loved me. Why did this happen?" God said, "I sent you a radio report, a helicopter and a guy in a rowboat. 
"What the hell are you doing here?" ~
~ Father Thomas Cavanaugh (West Wing S1E14)
Prolly just had the most awesome 7 days of my life
  • Ultimate relaxation
  • Alot of pampering
  • Learning how to float and breath naturally, pacing myself underwater after 10 years of forced swimming
  • Alot of movies (tell me which part of Resident Evil is romantic, HUH?)
  • Not so many trips to the atm
  • Alot of driving
  • Alot of getting nagged while driving
  • Alot of eating
  • Alot of sleeping after eating
Still, there were morning teachings at 0630's
There were tutorials that took 2 hours
Apparently I "eat alot"......................................                                                                    cis.
  
 But all good things come to and end
(ok in this case  maybe it's not too good also lah, I can't afford to carry on like this long term, i'd prolly fail med school or smtg)

Ahem. Like I was saying, all good things must come to an end

Playtime's over, I've got a massive headache and I've still got a tutorial to do. This. just. sucks. Meh~


WASEH. Check out someone's culinary skills!!

Tonight, Inside,
When darkness turns to light,
It ends tonight.

~All American Rejects
Actually sometimes I wonder if I should even bother blogging;
Yeah I know I said i would, but the point is, i feel that there are alot of things that i cannot share.

Which is kinda ironic considering the main reason for this blog was to share. hmm ~.~

ANYWAY I watched 2012 yesterday (yah i dunno why but i seem to be turning into quite a movie freak) And being the nice and considerate person that I am, I wont spoil it for y'all who haven't watched it yet.

Let's just say that I walked out of the cinema with a lot of questions and even more questionable feelings. It's those type of movies that make you go "thanks for being in my life today, you. And thanks for being alive too".

Or maybe I've just been hooked on romance and comedies for too long. haha.

Ugh, so it made me think, if the world were to end tomorrow, what would you do ?
For a split second there it made me want to throw caution to the wind and live without inhibitions, in every sense of the word. But I cant. We can't. And we all know why ;)

Crap, so fan now. ish.

Distracting dilemma, get outta my head.
You keep bugging me, I cant concentrate.

So folks, before 2012 hits, or whenever the actual 2012 hits, make sure u've gotten all ur issues and regrets sorted out. ;)


Although it's difficult today to see beyond the sorrow,
May looking back in memory help comfort you tomorrow.
~Author Unknown


ps- I went for Medball last Thurs.
Theme: masquerade.
Highlights: Food.
The end. :D


pps- KJ and VJ can cook! What's this with all the men being able to cook so well lah. Embarrassing!! Okay, time to go learn how to fix light bulbs and pipes. ;)