26 September, 2007

Lights, Candles, Lanterns!


It's the annual Mooncake Festival again, our Chinese version of the "Festival of Lights".

Being the Big Kids we are, how can we miss out on the fun? =D

my doraemon lantern


Vandalism in the act


a disgruntled Dear being forced to pose w my lantern


the only day they could play w fire


bubble boy!


auntie me


dun keep looking at bubble boy lah


what u do with bendy candles


and the real star of the show


27 August, 2007

Pink of Health?


Something I did today - went for my health check. Everything seems to be in working order :P.

Body Mass Index: 17.4 [<18.5, considered underweight]
Body Fat Analysis: 20.4% [norm = 17% - 24%]
Waist Hip Ratio: 0.70 [norm = < 0.8]
Pee tests: pH value 8 [can't really tell, but nurse said it's norm]
Blood Pressure: 111/67 [norm = <120/<80]
Blood Cholestorol: 177mg/dl [desirable = <200]
Blood Glucose: 87mg/dl [ desirable = <140]

Since my body fat is right smack in the normal range, it is concluded the low BMI might be due to me having bone density problems (further tests required). If not now, then as i A-G-E. Supplements are suggested...

Hmpf. Osteoporosis, here I come!

21 August, 2007

Reflections


Anyone who have been at the receiving end of my tales of relationship ups and downs would probably think that by now, I would have experienced every joy and every hurt possible. Well, they would at most be half right.

When you get hurt, people would tell u a)time will heal, and if they are not so kind, then b)you should be used to it and can handle it. I had friends, and those I thought were good friends, tell me all sorts of things when I was down. I am grateful, for the time they put in, for the words they still say even though they know it will fall on deaf ears.

Only after some time, that I realised that when your life is constantly on the spiral down, you will eventually lose friends who had hoped you will get better. Seriously, who am I to judge, when in my worst times, how much of a friend have I been? I leaned on them, but have I been well long enough to let anyone lean on me?

I have had much time to reflect on why my life in the past 10 years had gone so awry. Some of it, I think are very much out of my control. But most of it was because I was never comfortable in my own skin. I never outgrew my teenage self-consciousness, which over the years developed into major inferiority complex. That affected me in every aspect of my life. My jobs, my interaction with friends and new acquaintances, and of course my relationships. I always felt I would be judged, and I always do get judged, because my insecurity made me act out in ways that would make me cringe now.

No one is obliged to be nice to you. But if they are, accept, and reciprocate. I wasn't able to accept, thus I never did reciprocate. Not that I consciously did it. I always thought I 'gave my all'. In my past relationships, I always prided myself in being the "giver" instead of the "taker". But it wasn't true. I met much struggles because I was trying so hard to be in the driver's seat, but I didn't like being one. I thought I had to keep everything intact, keep everything going, or else all hell will break lose.

Why was I such a control freak? Because I always felt "different", not snootily different, but misfit-different. I wanted to keep everything and everyone close, so that they won't stray so far that I would end up with nothing.

Realisation did not come overnight. Late it was, but better than never. I did not do it alone. Someone came into my life, with much patience, with much love, and also ever-increasing understanding, and helped me finally be at peace with myself. Whether he did it consciously, or unknowingly, I do not know. Some things words cannot express. He somehow knew where I hurt, how I hurt, and he nursed it well. At first I retaliated, furiously. Eventually, bit by bit, I learnt to let go.

When I was 19, a friend told me I was holding on to a knife by the blade, refusing to let go because it hurts too much to move a muscle. When someone tried to pull it away, I screamed and kicked, not understanding that if I don't let go, I will bleed to death. I thought I understood that analogy then, but didn't accept it. Now 10 years later, I finally knew what it means.

Despite the lost years and the lost friends, I am so blessed. If the clouds had not lifted, I would probably lose a very good partner. He indulges me in my every whim; wherever I wanna go, whatever I wanna do, no day is a bad day. He hugs me, kisses me, just because he feels like it. Whenever we are abroad, it's so cute the way he behaves like a bodyguard, with his eyes "bing!" wide open always on the lookout for danger, like I always tease him. He rubs my feet whenever they are tired due to my weakness for heels.

Don't be mistaken though. He takes no shit from me. If I unload a ton of insecurity like a brat without restraint, he never fails to tell me off. And he doesn't mince words.

People say, love makes two person seem like one. Now I know, two can never be one, so please don't try =). Instead, when two persons feel as one, perhaps now, this is finally the road leading home.



19 August, 2007

Bursts of Joy


Even though there are fireworks displays every year during the National Day celebrations, this is the first time i'm seeing fireworks up close. It was literally breath-taking. Bringing you the fireworks on both 17th & 18th Aug, from One Fullerton, next to Marina Bay.




















Touristy Pics -.-








Not very touristy -.-'''




It was a mix of festivity, sardined-packed chaos, child-like wonder, and joy. Yeah it was fun =)

15 August, 2007

Sweetie Pie


Home-Made Apple Pie - Our Latest Experiment

Ingredients
200gm Plain Flour
50gm Self Raising Flour
1/4 teaspoon table salt
1/4 stick salted butter

4 red apples, 4 green apples
3 cups sugar (or to taste)
1 egg yolk for glazing
cold / ice water

Apple-Filling
1) Peel and cut the apples into thin slices of abt 0.5cm thick. Soak in water with a tablespoon of salt.
2) Put sugar into pot and place just enough water to cover the sugar. Heat until sugar has caramelized and turned very lightly transparent brown.
3) Drain apples and pour into pot. Stir well to ensure they are coated with sugar.
4) Leave to boil. Stir occasionally to prevent burning.
5) The apples are ready when they have turned a dark translucent yellow. Remove from heat.

Preparing the Dough
1) Stir salt into flour mixture.
2) Cut butter into small pieces and drop into flour.
3) Rub the butter into the flour until resemble breadcrumbs.
4) Add in ice water slowly and knead to form a dough.
5) Cover dough and set aside to let it rise for at least 30 mins.

Making the Pie
1) Half the dough
2) Knead slightly and roll into sheet of thickness not more than 0.5cm.
3) Grease pie pan lightly with butter and transfer pastry sheet onto it.
4) Press the pastry along the edges of the pan and use a fork to poke some holes on it.
5) Leave it to bake at 180 degC until the edges start to turn slightly brown.

6) Remove from oven. Pour the cooked apples into pan.
7) Make the top pastry the same way as before, and cover the pie with it.
8) Pinch and fold the edges of the pastry together, trimming away any excess pastry with a knife. Poke holes on the top pastry as before.
9) Place in oven to bake for 30 mins or until the edges start to turn slightly brown.
10) Glaze with egg yolk and bake for another 15 mins.

End Product

Taa DaAaa!!



12 August, 2007

National Holiday & Celebrations


I have the pics from our latest spree! Photoshop has gone nutz on me.. so i cant edit them =(((

now going u noe?


Mercure's room




My Sleep Partner


okok.. dinner time.. let's go


WallArt at Godiva Cafe


World's Best Donuts




Heavenly Body Scrub


..and sOmE of our loot




a very tired darling


Oops forgot to update. Dear's mum's birthday was on 29th Jul. Here's some pics and of her cutting her fav durian cake =D


Dear & his dad lighting the candles


Smile!


Jin Happy! LOL!

14 June, 2007

Boiling Point


The recent reports of India being hit by heatwaves of up to 52 degCel has left me reeling.

Why the heck should I be? Aren't we bombarded by global warming warnings and hasn't it been shoved in our faces by billboards, thru the media, and by Mr. Scorch every minute of the day?

In this matter, I would say, I am one of the living dead. I hear it, see it, feel it, but ain't processing it or doing anything about it. 'Cos somehow it still did not register as 'critical' in my skull's tenant, 'The Brain'.

Causation: 'The Brain''s slow death is marked by its retardation, general lethargy, throbbing pain, shortened tempers, and immense sensitivity to bacteria.

Let it be on the record that I have been trying to live by the saying "Live today like it is the last day of your life; but let tomorrow be better than today." ... or something along that line... loosely translated from the Chinese language.

I just CANNOT ignore how global warming has affected my quality of life anymore!!!

I cannot be in the open air for 2 minutes without being drenched, in perspiration.
I cannot go without replenishing water in-take for half an hour, tops.
Headaches bounce off me like I'm a goalpost.
I fall victim to whatever virus that happens to be circulating at that particular moment.
It takes more out of me to go anywhere with my loved ones.
Even smoking is an ordeal, under Mr. Scorch's critical eyes.

Is it just me? Call me frail, fragile, pampered? I don't think so. Look around you, and look at yourself. Ain't it happening to almost everyone?

Alright, I know. People are dying over in India, and I am complaining about headaches. Things happen in stages, man (sometimes exponentially). What is to become of us in 5 years' time? I dare not speculate. On a small scale, there is our day to day struggles; on a bigger scale, just look at how hard the Asian Tsunami hit home.

No, I do not have any solution, suggestions, or wise-cracks. This is my blog, and I can write whatever I want. This is not a report, nor a proposal, so do not expect "recommendations" below, or for it to have a politically-correct, commercially-viable ending. This is my own playpen.

You see? I am cranky already. I can only say, Mr. Scorch, you've GOT my attention, all right.

30 May, 2007


I'm trying to tweak my blog design to something that I like... but.. it's sooooo frustrating!!!! I'm an idiot with html and yet I'm not willing to use blogger's default templates... Currently still not satisfied with it... May be changing the whole damn thing again =P

The good news is... the Granado Espada characters are over lvl 50.. yeah!!! Long way to go though... and...

Dear's cooking dinner tonight! *drools*

11 May, 2007

Packed Full of Penang Memories


I'm back!!!

Penang was wonderful. It was an eye-opening journey, one filled with interesting mini trips, throwbacks into the 70's, the sound of the crashing waves during dawn, generous sunshine, friendly & helpful Penangites, and last but not least, gourmet street food devoured by the gluttony twosome.

I think I better blog before I get lazy again, like after the Turi retreat (' ',). After the early Mother's Day dinner at Merchant Court, we headed for JB Larkin terminal to board our coach to Butterworth.
Table of 7


Day One
We arrived in Butterworth at 8am on Sunday morning. Butterworth is the site of the Malayan Railway station for Penang, and is linked to the island by the Penang Ferry Service and by the 13.5 km Penang Bridge. The ferry's main purpose is to shutter the Penangites to and from Penang island for work and school. We took the ferry so to arrive direct in Georgetown, Penang's capital, instead of taking the coach down to Nibong. It costs a mere 1.20MYR each and has a departure frequency of 7 mins.



Upon alighting, there is a bus terminal. After some head-scratching looking at the mostly unmarked buses, we took the simplest way out; we asked around for the bus to Jalan Penang (we were absolutely starving, and had googled that the food there is great). A Malay Abang (malay for "brother"), who turned out to be a bus driver, promptly pointed us the bus to board.
Most bus trips around the island costs ard 1 to 2MYR. Just ask the bus-driver and his 'assistant' (who sits besides him in a plastic chair) for the fare to your destination. Giving the exact fare is preferred, but they do offer change in return if you don't. The driver will even inform you to alight when your destination point is reached.

We alighted opposite the Police HQ along Jalan Penang. There are many food lanes that you can explore along the stretch. Most of them open only either in the day, or at night. We stumbled upon this lane where many Penangites were doing their marketing and stopping for bites along the way. Going further in, we found a more sheltered coffeeshop that sells dumpling noodles




and a hawker with a diminishing skill of popiah skin making.



Dear bought some local produce of nutmeg oil and preserved nutmegs for his granny and mum. The elderly auntie, whose shop "New Hock Lai" is behind the bus-stop which we alighted, was such a darling. Her colourful hair and cheerfulness really brought smiles to our faces in the growing heat. She also adviced us where to find good food, and helped us to take note of the bus that would bring us to our hotel.

We reached Naza Hotel in Tanjung Tokong in less than half an hour. We booked the hotel online, taking a chance even though there were few, if not none, reviews about the hotel. From the exterior, the hotel did not look very promising. We were just very grateful to escape from the now glaring sun. However, we were pleasantly surprised by this cozy little hotel. Our deluxe room was very spacious, and it had a front view of the sea. The room was immaculately clean, quiet, and the caress of the cool cool air was simply marvellous.

comfy king bed
all the space u need

the sound of waves from our balcony
view of the pool along the beach
corridor

reception area

waiting area


Next we headed to Jenni's Homemade Cakes at Jalan Cantonment, off Jalan Burma, to get dear's chocolate fudge birthday cake. This shop is a favorite amongst locals due to its rich chocolate cakes and wide variety.

Jenni's

oOoo-la-la cakes


After exploring the array of shops and mini-malls along Jalan Burma, we chanced upon a yet another food street and settled an early dinner of lor-bah(similar to SG's ngor hiong), super spicy mee goreng and Penang-style hokkien mee(which is in soup form, not the fried ones like we have here).

We then boarded the cab of a chatty retired-policeman-turned-cabdriver-named-Thomas to return to the hotel in fear that the heat might melt the choc fudge lol. He peppered the short journey with tales of the dwindling malay villages in Penang, which are bought over and cleared to make room for the modern multi-millon-ringgit condominiums, especially those near the sea. Maybe in a few years' time when we return to Penang, Georgetown would have a totally new facade. It would be rather a pity, if that's the case, of only preserving and restoring the colonial buildings and history, while stripping away Penang's existing heritage.

After watching some shows on StarMovies in the room, we went to check out the hawker centre across from our hotel. We tried some super delicious supper snacks, washed down by a few drinks of beer. Sat back to gleefully watch Chelsea draw Arsenal, and thus lose the premiership title to Man Utd. A handful of locals had gathered there as well, and as far as I can tell, with all the hi-fives and the sniggers at every failed Chelsea goal-attempt, all of them were estatic about Man Utd's crowning.

poor Chelsea.. Not~!

Char Koay Teow (local spelling)

Chee Cheong Fun (best we've had)


It was after midnight when we went back upstairs to our room. Dear is one year older!! =))))))

Happy Birthday, Darling!!!





a perfect end to a beautiful day


Day Two
Woke up to a cool breezy morning. Stepping out onto the balcony, the tides were already in, and the sound of the waves was very soothing. Tried valiantly to wake Dear up for breakfast, afterwhich we planned for the day's activities.

the "DND me" sleepyhead


Went to Prangin Mall, and spent most of the day shopping there. Prangin Mall is, arguably, the biggest mall in Penang. Located on Jalan Dr Lim Chwee Fong, adjacent to Komtar(tallest building in the city), it houses some international/asian brands like MNG, Seoul Garden, Vincci, Cathay cineplex etc. Most of the shops are local boutiques, gifts, and accessories shops. Dear bought a top & some clay-modeling tools, while I bought some accessories.
Initially, we intended to make our way down to Sungei Nibong bus terminal(lower SE side of Penang) to purchase our return coach tickets. However, as we were exploring the shops, we chanced upon a row of agencies that sell the tickets in Prangin. We chose to return by Konsortium coach, and they even provided the transfer to Sungei Nibong for us to board the coach.

After saving the hassle of travelling to Nibong just to buy tixs, we had more time to roam around and snap pics =)))

Komtar

Jalan Penang

super crispy sio bak at Bee Hooi Garden coffeeshop

some 'abandoned' buildings

Moorish-style Clock Tower, junction of Lebuh Light & Lebuh Pantai

Church Street Pier

a malay mosque

a gas pump, taken on an unscheduled pit stop during a bus trip =)


We decided to have Dear's birthday dinner at The Ship restaurant for the second time (1st was in KL last year). It is located on the north-western part of Penang, and within the Batu Ferringhi Night Market.
The bus journey up to Batu Ferringhi was a long one, partly due to us travelling there during knock-off hour. After we bypassed our hotel and headed uphill, the temperature started dropping as the tides brought in the seabreeze. There are many hotels along the stretch of Batu Ferringhi, catering to mostly caucasian tourists, as well as some locals staying in huts or tin-roof houses.

The Ship restaurant at Batu Ferringhi is located in an old refurbished ship. The decoration and ambience inside is familiar and similar to the other outlets under its establishment. The night market is filled with knick knacks, souvenirs, ornaments, clothes & accessories, and even some imitation designer bags.

The Ship





literally hundreds of night market stalls


Last Day
Check out day!

Our coach back to SG was at night. We intended to go on a walkatour of the heritage buildings in Penang, but were unwilling to lug our bags along until at night. Therefore after checking out of Naza at noon, we checked ourselves into a retro Oriental Hotel right smack in the middle of Georgetown, and 5 mins away from Prangin Mall where we will board our transfer to Nibong.

Oriental hotel is a budget hotel located at the junction of Jalan Penang and Lebuh Leith. But from its looks and the staff service, one can tell that the hotel had much better times back in its hayday a few decades ago. They had a porter who brought our bags to our room, and also helped us find a dish that I've been wanting to try since we arrived - curry noodles with pork blood! cubes! (eeew all u want, but pork blood has been banned in SG for the longest time already).

basic room amenities

dear figuring out the interlocking mass of Jalans and Lebuhs

70's hot water flask and tray

'imposing' looking room key


We followed his directions and arrived in Lebuh Muntri about 8 mins later by foot. The street-stall owner asked us to take a breather in the coffeeshop opposite her while she prepared our orders.

yet another retro coffeeshop

Lebuh Muntri curry mee stall

yummy curry mee!


The weather had become scorching hot, and as we explored the trails of historical and religious buildings, sweat was literally pouring down our faces.

Some of the interesting buildings
Cheong Fatt Tze Mansion on Lebuh Leith


we were too late for the tour.. grrr...

Hainan temple "Thean Ho Keong" on Lebuh Muntri




Goddess of Mercy Temple on Jalan Masjid Kepitan Keling



Town Hall on Jalan Padang Kota Lama

19th century fountain next to Town Hall

Cathedral of Assumption on Lebuh Farquhar

a chinese clan/association of some sort


Dear bought some prayer bracelets made of crystal beads from a shop next to the Goddess of Mercy temple. After which the exhausted pair headed for some dinner & bites, before returning to Oriental hotel to shower and rest our feet.

a taste that has to be acquired, of salted fish toufu and salted meat


After checking out of Oriental, we headed to Konsortium to board the transfer van to Sungei Nibong bus terminal. During the 25 mins journey, I felt abit sad that our Penang adventure has come to an end. There are still many places that we have not explored. We plan to come back with Dear's mum sometime soon, as she could not make it for this trip on such short notice (we planned it only days b4 departure).

Afterthoughts
Penang was indeed an interesting getaway of a different sort. What struck me most was how friendly the Penangites are. Of the 15 or more people that we spoke to to ask for directions or suggestions, all of them were extremely helpful and warm.
The weather, on the other hand, was too scorchingly 'warm' for comfort. My advice is to disregard weather forecasts of any possible 'thunderstorms', which most probably would not occur (esp. during these months). Any rain of any kind would just be drizzles that disappear b4 u noticed them, and the glorious sunshine would be back within minutes.
Visit Penang with an open mind, light clothing, and comfortable walking shoes. Do not bother watching your weight though. The food is utterly satisfying, and the hawkers don't bother counting calories anyway.
I do treasure Singapore more after this trip. I did not know how important our horticultural planning is! Also, with an efficient and widespread public transport system, it makes all we wanna do, everywhere we wanna go, effortless.
Nevertheless, I still love what I've seen and experienced on this Penang trip. Of course, the company of my trip partner made a world of difference too. Thanks for taking care of me, dear. And for carrying my bag when I was tired, making sure I drank enough water, being the one with the sense of direction etc *giggles*

I seriously think I've blogged enough, don't you? = P

Glowingly,
S