Once In A Blue Moon

Posted by eirene83 at 02:40 AM on May 3, 2007 in Library, Fun stuff.

We always say 'Once in a blue moon' when we want to mean not very often... but actually, once in a blue moon actually means when there is 2 full moons in the same month.

It doesn't happen very often; about  41 times in a century... So when we use the phrase once in a blue moon... we are actually saying, every 2 and a half years...

Today was the first full moon of the month... The other will come on the 31st... Not that rare... but still something special.  

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Joint Birthday Celebration

Posted by eirene83 at 02:41 AM on May 3, 2007 in Personal.

Whee, I got a cherry from Eng!!!

Man, that sounds soo wrong(!!!!!!) But lookey at my new necklace!!

It looks so sweet and cute... And matches the chain really well... and it's the perfect length; not too long and not too short. Thanks very much, Eng!

And also thanks!
For treating me to lunch today, as a sort of belated combined birthday celebration! Hehehehe, though realllly sorry that I got there so late!!! You lah, never call me for what? Hehehe, if you had then I wouldn't have overslept!

But anywaayy, I still owe you the V-day gift hor? ( I actually just want to get my White Day gift from you.... Hehehehe but then, you already knew that, didn't you?) So next time we meet up, just give me a call like 30 minutes before we're supposed to meet... Heeeeee

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Keep Moving Forward

Posted by eirene83 at 02:44 AM on May 3, 2007 in Thoughts, Personal.

I have a lot of conversations with Gary... After all, we sit together in class, ponteng; have lunch; sit and study in the library... so that makes for a lot of time together... (Also, a lot of guys in class seem to think he's my boyfriend because we're always together Poor Gary, hehehe...)

Sometimes we talk about him, other times about friends... Usually, we just talk about me. No, I'm not being egoistical... but my life makes for apparently interesting conversations considering the things that happen to me...

Anyhow, one recent topic has been my history. I have a rather interesting, rather speckled, rather complicated past... Well so does everyone else, really... but apparently the difference was I never tried to conceal the things I've done from anyone. I just figure... I'm aware what I've done is probably wrong not right in a lot of people's eyes and as some have put it, rather hard to choke down and accept... So I rather just out with it and you can do what you want with it.
(Wrong is a rather harsh word and pretty subjective. Along with other words like evil, wrong, good, right... but that's another conversation for another time.)

I mean, I've done tons of stupid crazy stuff. Some impulsive, spur of the moment; others, deliberately. And some, I feel like kicking myself when I look back at it. They are all permanent... but I don't think I would have done it any other way if I could change it. Every little thing, mistake, decision contributes to me being who I am...

So... I never felt a need to keep it secret. Thing about secrets is; they're like a time bomb. It can leak; it can explode... and it'll be messy. And all you can do then is damage control. Or you can be lucky and no one ever finds out... but if it's really something so bad (Bad as in mean, against your beliefs, etc...), your conscience probably won't leave you alone.

And besides? Cynical, jaded as I may be... I somehow trust that people can be more accepting than we realised... You may think others won't be able to accept it... Some may think people other than them won't be able to accept it... But ultimately, the most important acceptance is from yourself. The way I understood hiding was, it meant I couldn't accept it... and if you can't accept it, it's going to be a long road to realising it probably isn't all that bad.

I am the person I am now, because of the choices I made in the past. Sure, I get people looking at me askance when they find out my history... but I'm not bothered. It's not I don't care; it's just they don't matter. And the bone Gary had to pick with me was, "Why do you always insist on telling everything about youself???"

Maybe I'm subconsciously trying to find someone who will not be able to accept it... turn away... and think I'm a horrible person. I have no idea. All I know is, just keep your eyes forward. It's not like you can re-do your journey from the start again anyway... And there will always be someone who knows something... so why bother hiding?

Disclaimer: Okay... maybe one thing I wish I could have done differently... Study harder and passed my exams!!! T_T

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On The Wings Of A Silver Bird

Posted by eirene83 at 05:35 AM on May 4, 2007 in Music - Songs & Lyrics, Personal.

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Honey Chocolate Chip Cookies

Posted by eirene83 at 05:11 AM on May 8, 2007.

Ingredients:

1 cup honey
1 cup butter
I egg yolk
2 cup flour
1 cup oats
¹/₂ tsp baking soda
¹/₂ tsp salt
1 cup pecans
1 cup chocolate chips

1. Cream honey and butter and then beat in yolk.
2. Combine flour, oats, baking soda and salt, stir together with the butter mixture.
3. Stir in nuts and chocolate chips.
4. Chill for 30 minutes.
5. Bake tablespoonfuls for 15 - 20 minutes at 350^oF.

I got the urge to do some baking today but most of the recipes I wanted to try, I lacked one ingredient or another... Until I came across this. I can't remember where I got this from, but since I had most of the ingredients except for pecans (I substituted it with sliced almonds), I decided to try this.

Anyway, it's not too bad a recipe... The honey didn't come out at all, except for a slight taste... Slightly disappointed since I was hoping for a stronger taste. But otherwise it was pretty nice; rather oat-y and quite chocolatey.

Still I don't think I would want to repeat this recipe since it's not much different from most chocolate chip cookie recipes... If the honey taste was more prominent, I wouldn't mind... but it's not... so, probably will shelve this.

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Way Back Into Love

Posted by eirene83 at 05:15 AM on May 8, 2007 in Music - Songs & Lyrics, Personal.

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Baby Blues

Posted by eirene83 at 05:22 AM on May 8, 2007 in Fun stuff.

This came out a few Sundays back, if I'm not wrong... Thought it was pretty funny... Technology will usually do its job; it's the human factor that gets you in trouble.

It's a bit small and you might need to squint...

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HP Fic of the Week

Posted by eirene83 at 04:41 AM on May 9, 2007 in HP.

Morning After
By: SilentAuror

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Dim Sum

Posted by eirene83 at 09:43 PM on May 10, 2007.

Man, it's been so long since I've gone for dim sum. My earliest memories of dim sum involves waking up at some really early hour, trolleys piled high with plate after plate of steamed/fried goodness... and the fact that I must end the meal with that plastic goblet filled with that red coloured jelly and mix fruits that tastes different from anything we made at home.

Going for dim sum was just something we did once in a while... A bit more often when in UK... Specifically, only when I was around in London actually. But yeah... all in all, it had been a while since I had dim sum... And those occasional siew mai that I get from the coffee shop down the road before class do not count.

And well... I just kinda realised today... the food will taste the same... but it doesn't really quite seem like dim sum until you're up at the crack of dawn to head there, be able to pick and choose as you like from a tray piled high... and wash it all down with cups of hot (Chinese) tea.

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Onde-Onde

Posted by eirene83 at 09:44 PM on May 10, 2007 in Recipes.

Ingredients:

300g sweet potatoes
1 tbsp wheat flour
1 tbsp tapioca flour
2 tbsp thick pandan (screwpine) juice
60g gula melaka (palm sugar)
1 tsp sugar
¹/₄ of a grated coconut
a little salt

1. Steam the potatoes until tender and mash them.
2. Add in the sifted flour and pandan juice and knead into a smooth dough.
3. Combine the gula melaka and sugar.
4. Roll dessertspoonful of the dough, flatten and fill with gula melaka.
5. Drop into boiling water and cook until it floats.
6. 6. Roll in grated coconut and serve.

Just decided to try make some onde-onde for the fun of it. Slightly different from the ones you can get from most places since I think those use glutinous rice flour instead of sweet potatoes... though according to my mom, that was how it used to be made.

Anyway... it was pretty fun and easy. Not unlike making tong yuen... Actually, I suppose you could call these a dry version of tong yuen served with grated coconut. Taste-wise though... Hrmmm, I suppose I'm just too used to eating the glutinous-rice-flour version which is chewier... since sweet potato dough, though it holds together... is just a tad on the soft side.

Could have used with more filling too. Hrmm...

Well, I still have more sweet potato, so I could always make another batch. Or make deep-fried sweet potato balls, the kind you get from Petaling Street... Or just steam the potatoes and eat 'em.

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Coconuty Chocolate Chip Cookies

Posted by eirene83 at 09:48 PM on May 10, 2007 in Recipes.

Foreground: Coconuty chocolate chip cookies with walnuts

Ingredients:

125g butter
50g brown sugar
50g sugar
1 egg
¹/₄ tsp vinegar
140g flour
1 ¹/₂ tsp baking soda
¹/₂ tsp salt
2 tsp cinnamon
1 ¹/₂ cup chocolate chips
1 cup dessicated coconut
1 cup walnuts, chopped (Optional)

1. Cream the butter and sugars, beat in egg and vinegar.
2. Sift together the dry ingredients and stir in.
3. Stir in chocolate chips and coconut, and nuts if using.
4. Drop tablespoonfuls (or teaspoonfuls) onto greased baking sheet and bake for 25 minutes at 200^oC [Or 20 minutes if you prefer a slightly softer cookie.]

I still can't taste the cinnamon!! Dammit, I'm going to up it to 2 tablespoons next time and see if I can get the flavour out.

Overall, I love these cookies... Preferably without the walnuts; hopefully with pecans if I ever get my hands on some... Not too much chocolate chips (Yes, you can actually have too much chocolate chips in a cookie!) and maybe next time I'll try using fresh grated coconut instead of toasting them... Coz it all disappeared after stirring them in and baking. No hint of coconut. Nada... Not even to resurface occasionally to tickle your throat and make you choke.

Otherwise it's all good. The vinegar and baking soda made the cookies very light and crisp, if you bake it long enough. Otherwise, it's still light but with a slight soft, chewy texture to it. Good recipe to keep for the cookie jar!

Foreground: Coconuty chocolate chip cookies sans nuts

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Timing

Posted by eirene83 at 02:51 AM on May 13, 2007.

My mom was watching the Malaysian version of "So You Think You Can Dance" (Just an off-note... is there any reality shows that we didn't copy??) while I was studying. Nothing too interesting... until it was time to announce the bottom 2...

I have no idea who the hostess was... but jeeez, does she have a sense of timing.

"And this week's bottom contestant is..."

Pregnant pause, music starts going on a crescendo.

"...."

Music hits crescendo.

"..."

I start getting that twitchy feeling when suspense is being overdone and pregnant pause goes into overtime.

"..."

Crescendo has come, done spring-cleaning, kept house and cancelled milk and papers and waved good-bye and gone for some time.

"..."

Suspense-filled silence has gone into overkill and I start wondering if the contestants are thinking, "What the fuck, woman! Get it over with already!!!" because I certainly am.

"*announces name*!!!"

And then she does it again when it was the guys' turn!!

What the hell...!!! I don't know how those contestants stand it, week after week! I would have probably grabbed her microphone and hit her over the head with it by the 3rd week and told her to just get a clue!

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Posted by eirene83 at 03:29 AM on May 13, 2007.

First came the sugar shortage...

And then came the articles saying how the typical Malaysian diet had far too much sugar in it. How it was oh-so-unhealthy... And all the 'handy' tips of sugar substitutes, like honey or molasses... or even just go without sugar.

And now comes the cooking oil shortage...

And how the typical Malaysian diet used too much oil... How it was oh-so-unhealthy... And that there was so many other ways to cook food, like grill, bake, steam... and just go without cooking oil...

And oh, how incredibly healthy it will be.

-_-

Sorry... is it just me, or do they really have nothing better to write about? And tend to repeat themselves?

Geniuses... 

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Happy Mother's Day

Posted by eirene83 at 04:25 AM on May 15, 2007.

I love you, mom...

And yes, I can totally write this on my blog... But have yet to say this straight to my mom's face...

Blame it on the environment I was brought up in.

But doesn't change the fact that I love my mom... And how much I totally respect and admire her. Plus how cute and funky she can be. I just realised recently that a large part of my personality came from my mom and how she behaves. Without her... not only wouldn't I be me... I wouldn't even be around!!

So mom, thanks for everything...

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Girls vs. Women

Posted by eirene83 at 04:29 AM on May 15, 2007 in Fun stuff.

Grabbed this of Nicholas' blog... Sorry Nick, it was just too good to resist

Girls versus Grown Women

Girls leave their schedule wide-open and wait for a guy to call and make plans.
Grown women make their own plans and nicely tell the guy to get in where he fits.

Girls want to control the man in their life.
Grown women know that if he’s truly hers, he doesn’t need controlling.

Girls check you for not calling them.
Grown women are too busy to realize you hadn’t.

Girls are afraid to be alone.
Grown women revel in it - using it as a time for personal growth.

Girls ignore the good guys.
Grown women ignore the bad guys.

Girls make you come home.
Grown women make you want to come home.

Girls worry about not being pretty and/or good enough for their man.
Grown women know that they are pretty and/or good enough for any man.

Girls try to monopolize all their man’s time ( I.e., don’t want him hanging with his friends).
Grown women realize that a lil’ bit of space makes the ‘together time’ even more special-and goes to kick it with her own friends!

Girls think a guy crying is weak.
Grown women offer their shoulder and a tissue.

Girls want to be spoiled and ‘tell’ their man so.
Grown women ’show’ him and make him comfortable enough to reciprocate without fear of losing his ‘manhood’.

Girls get hurt by one man and make all men pay for it.
Grown women know that that was just one man.

Girls fall in love and chase aimlessly after the object of their affection, ignoring all ’signs’.
Grown women know that sometimes the one you love, don’t always love you back-and move on, without bitterness.

Girls will read this and get an attitude.
Grown women will read this and pass it on to other Grown women and their male friends.

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Sparkly Stuff

Posted by eirene83 at 04:59 AM on May 15, 2007.

Awww, I love you, lil sis!! I got your card today... Thank you so mucch!!

Hehehehe, and very cute sparkly stuff on the cover!

Hehehehe... It's good to hear from you, dear... There's so much I have to update you about *grin*

No sparkly stuff... but some fizzy stuff

Love you lots, dear... Take care, kays?  

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HP Fic of the Week

Posted by eirene83 at 05:19 AM on May 15, 2007 in HP.

Obscurity Of Love
By: mony2208

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Let There Be Lite

Posted by eirene83 at 03:53 AM on May 17, 2007 in Fun stuff as a favorite post.

ROFLMAO... Omg, this is so absolufreakingly funny... Grabbed this from Lainie who grabbed it from a forum.

Let There Be Lite.
BY KEVIN BOLGER

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In the beginning was the void. Then She came along.

And naturally She could not be expected to abide even one day in such an infinite vacancy, devoid of form, dimension, or décor elements.

So She cast out the Dark.

(By dividing the Dark from the Light. With curtains.)

And so there was Light, and the Light was good.

And then She added Colour, and the Colours were good, too: Soft Apricot, Amber Wave, Electric Lime, Mellow Coral with Relaxed Mint accents ...

The ground She made green. And the firmament She touched up with hues neutral but complementary. And the air She scented with the perfume of flowers.

But first, of course, She disinfected.

And it was all good. Even if some couldn't see what was wrong with the old carpet.

And at the end of the first day, She looked upon all She had created and saw that it was good. But then She said, "Actually, I think that would go better over there ..."

So it wasn't until the second day that She set about remaking Man into something more like the image She'd had in mind.

And if ever Man objected, She reminded him how he'd been nothing but a speck of dust before She came along and breathed life into him. And that shut him up, for Man knew that it was so.

Then on the third day She brought forth the teeming multitudes: the vanity mirrors, the watercolours, the framed affirmational sayings, the portraits of Edna who begat Doris who begat Aileen who begat Her Own Dear Mother, and every hanging thing that hangeth. And She bid these things be fruitful and multiply. And did they ever.

Then She set to work populating their Paradise with the settees (Man: "The what?", and the good dishes, and the fondue set, and the soup tureen (though no one made soup), and the bedspread that was only "for show," and all the other new and strictly necessary things.

And Man asked, "How are we going to pay for this spree?"

And She wept, and was hurt. And She said, "I suppose you'd rather go back to living in a void?"

So Man was sorry, and begged Her forgiveness, and sought to appease Her with flowers and other rich offerings, until finally it was good again.

And on the fourth day, She shopped.

And on the fifth.

And on the sixth.

Then, on the seventh day, the Animals arrived: Moose, and Bull, and Bear, and all the other Dumb Beasts that Man had known from college.

That was when She decided Man really ought to Evolve.

So the Beasts were cast out of Paradise, and Man began to grow apart from them.

Moons passed, and She made other improvements.

Like She decided that no more would they eat of such fare as the Meat Lover's "Death by Meat" 2-for-1. Instead, they would eat only of the fowl of the air (skinless), and of the poached and chip-less fish of the sea, and of the reduced-fat margarine that melted on Man's toast like the dew, and tasted like it, also.

And Man knew that this was good, probably, though he would never again feel quite full.

More moons passed, singly and in pairs, and it was all good. Or so Man thought.

But in time She began to grow wroth. And when Man asked why She was wroth, She would say he ought to know, which only made Her more wroth.

But at last She gave Man a hint, in the form of a wise parable about some rural gentleman who would not invest in a cow because he was getting his dairy produce pro bono.

Man listened carefully to Her words, and pondered them.

Then Man said, "Are you saying you're lactose intolerant?"

Boy, was She wroth.

So Man gathered together all his chattels and all his kine (actually, he was pretty low on kine) and traded them for the one great and lavish offering that he judged would make Her happy again, so that they might go back to knowing each other as they had before, i.e., biblically.

And so, on bended knee, Man presented this offering unto Her.

It had a 42-inch wide-screen high-definition rear-projection liquid-crystal display, triple-stream picture-in-picture zoom, wireless digital surround sound, and three separate remotes just to turn it on. All this Man explained from his knees, as mentioned, for he had put his back out carrying the luxurious thing.

And so went She back to live with Mother.

Moons passed ...

Many, many moons ...

And when She finally consented to see Man again, he was heavy with rue and sorrow. But She was still pretty wroth.

And Mother stood by, wiping a meat cleaver on her apron with a scowl that made Man shiver.

Nevertheless, Man threw himself upon his knees, and said that without Her, he was as a soulless speck of dust, and Paradise a dull void.

And She folded Her arms across Her chest and said, "Uh-huh."

So Man was desperate. He made unto Her one last, frantic offering. It was a nothing, a useless trinket, a mere bauble on a tiny band of forged metal. But it was all Man could afford, on terms.

And She wept, but it was good.

And Mother stuck her meat cleaver in a wall out of the way, and hugged Man.

And that was how Eternity started.

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Team Cookies

Posted by eirene83 at 03:07 AM on May 20, 2007 in Recipes.

Recipe taken from Anne's Food

Ingredients:

200g peanut butter
225g butter
1 cup sugar
1 cup brown sugar
2 eggs
2 cups oats
2 cups flour
1 tsp baking powder
1 tsp salt
1 ¹/₄ cups dark chocolate, chopped
¹/₂ cup peanuts

1. Cream butter, peanut butter and sugars until fluffy.
2. Add eggs and beat until very fluffy and pale.
3. Stir in flour, oats and baking powder.
4. Stir in salt, chocolate and peanuts.
5. Drop teaspoonfuls on baking tray and bake at 160^oC for 10 minutes.
   Note: These won't turn brown and they may seem a little soft at first when you take them out, but they'll become crunchy upon cooling.

I love these cookies... It's a change from all the sweet cookies I've made lately... These are on the slightly salty side with the chocolate throwing in a little sweet note now and then.

Simple to make, fuss-free and not too strong on the peanut utter taste.. Though if you have a nut allergy, you'll probably keel over... Otherwise, absolutely lovely!

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Posted by eirene83 at 03:08 AM on May 20, 2007.

What do you do when you unexpectedly get one of the nicest surprise ever?
Delivered personally to your doorstep... Even though it's really late... And delivery was early... since you didn't expect it for another few more days...

Me, I said thank you, spent a few moments enjoying the surprise...

And went back studying.

Doesn't mean I didn't appreciate the surprise though.

Thank you. 

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Wouldn't It Be Loverly?

Posted by eirene83 at 03:08 AM on May 20, 2007.

Well... it was certainly nice... and entertaining... but not quite all that loverly as I expected. I'm talking about My Fair Lady, that is.

It was quite fun... Watching it on stage is an entirely different experience but I still rather prefer the Audrey Hepburn movie version of it. For one thing, it was quite hard to hear the songs and speech... It was either rattled off so fast you missed the lyrics; which was a pity since then you don't quite know what's going on... or it got drowned out by the background music... and I doubt where I sat had anything to do with it...

Still... it was a nice experience... A bit-slowing moving (I forgot about that...) and of course, the story line had to get chopped a bit and parts where I just went "Huh?" despite having an idea of what was supposed to be going on. And it all just kinda made me wish that Mamma Mia would make its way to Malaysia instead of just stopping by in Singapore.

Oh and on a slightly related note... I bumped into Maggie during the intermission of My Fair Lady. Talk about surprises!! Certainly never expected to see her... 

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What Is My Seduction Style?

Posted by eirene83 at 03:42 AM on May 20, 2007.

Your Seduction Style: Ideal Lover

You seduce people by tapping into their dreams and desires. And because of this sensitivity, you can be the ideal lover for anyone you seek. You are a shapeshifter - bringing romance, adventure, spirituality to relationships. It all depends on who your with, and what their vision of a perfect relationship is.

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Posted by eirene83 at 03:11 AM on May 22, 2007.

Hmm, I missed so many phone calls today... And I can't figure out why on earth didn't I hear the phone ring...

I had a total of 7 missed calls on Saturday... and another 5 more today; and I don't recognise the numbers.... Well, actually I think I can. The calls on Sunday should have been from out of Malaysia and the calls today... Well somewhere in KL.

But still, it doesn't change the fact I have no idea who it was. I thought I did, but turned out not to be that person... so yea, no clue...

And on an unrelated note, every time I heard F.O.B's 'Thanks For The Memories' and Mika's 'Grace Kelly', I somehow think of respectively, Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy and thanks for all the fish; and Queen.

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HP Fic of the Week

Posted by eirene83 at 04:16 AM on May 22, 2007 in HP.

A Soulmate's Story
By: Mysticalsoul

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Posted by eirene83 at 03:10 AM on May 25, 2007.

OOooohhh....

I just noticed a really deep scratch on my Razr's screen...

Ooohhhhh....

The pain....

Oh well....

T_T 

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Hair schmair

Posted by eirene83 at 03:11 AM on May 25, 2007.

I have a love-hate relationship with my hair...

Most times, I'm okay with it... Relatively longish down my back, parted in the centre but with a side fringe...

Sometimes I wish I could just do something different with it... Except I still want to keep it relatively longish with a fringe...

Other times, it looks so horribly dry and messy that I just feel like chopping it off and getting a bob.  Also because dry weather in Malaysia makes me sweat and wash my hair more often... and thus drying it out even more.

But sometimes it's a perfect angel, giving me day after day of every hair in place and my fringe exactly the way I like it.

Doesn't mean I don't get the urge to go bob it though!  

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Not A Good Day

Posted by eirene83 at 03:17 AM on May 25, 2007.

Fuckity... Whatta day...

Didn't get to bed early enough; woke up with chest pains and was an hour late to class despite being ready by 10 since I had to drop off my mom at the dentist...

Because my dad somehow managed to not noticed that some car had backed into our MyVi smushing the bonnet and thus necessitating an immediate fix and point job at the shop and some hundreds out...

And because I was late, the parking lot was filled so I had to park at the meters...

Which ate 2 of my 50 sens coin, which is worth a grand total of 2 hours and ending up paying a lot more than my usual RM2 at the parking lot...

SIGH!

And then started my day of 8 hours in class...

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Sale

Posted by eirene83 at 03:31 AM on May 25, 2007.

It's that time again when everywhere you look, display windows scream that four-letter word at you

S-A-L-E-!!!

I mean, you can find a sale or another going on pretty much all year round here in Malaysia. Like something but think it's a bit expensive? Flash your member card/credit card/mobile voucher and get a discount. Don't have any of those? Wait a week... A sale will probably be happening.

Like now, Isetan, Jusco and Metrojaya is having their sales till early June, I think... I guess it's the clearance thing before the new season of clothing hits... And say you're busy with your revision and exams and can't hit the malls?

Wait a week till mid-June... The Mega Sale will start then and last a grand 2 and a half months...

Sheesh...

Not that I'm complaining... but do people really have that much they want to buy???

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Please

Posted by eirene83 at 03:45 AM on May 25, 2007.

I was standing in line to pay for some stuff at Giant today and in front of me was a mother with her 2 children with their groceries. I think the son was about 5-ish and his sister maybe 7 or 8... The boy was being the usual 5 year old, looking and poking everything; tugging his sister's t-shirt and pulling her hair...

The poor mother already looked frazzled... and she repeatedly turned around and kept asking him to please stop.

Which got me thinking... When I was younger and misbehaving outside, my mom never used the word please. It was always: Stop it. Now... And the unspoken "... Or else..." which was definitely there.

I don't think there was ever a time my mom used the word please with us... especially when it was to do with us misbehaving and her making us stop it. Pronto. So to me, it just feels a bit weird when I see parents not doing anything when their kids misbehave (or are downright rude and deserve to be caned... IMHO) or giving in to their whims and demands... and basically just letting it be.

Not that I think caning is the only way of disciplining the child... but I rather think my 11 year old cousin brother would have turned out a whole lot different had my aunt caned him a lot more... Especially when he pulls stunts like standing on my home couch, shouting at the top of his voice across the living room that he was bored and can they leave yet... On the 2nd day of CNY... 

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HP Fic of the Week

Posted by eirene83 at 01:58 PM on May 28, 2007 in HP.

Always And Forever
By: Skye

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Shrek-y

Posted by eirene83 at 04:20 AM on May 30, 2007 in Food, snacks & restaurants, Foodie stuff.

Down with love...

Up with CHOCOLATE!!!

Lookie here... Shrek-themed M & M's!!

Supposedly comes in Ogre-size... though it seems pretty much the same size to me...

...and colour too. Mostly in tones of green, like this yellowish-green, a darker shade of apple green and a really dark green.

Just bought it for the fun of it! I like green stuff... but I still prefer blue M & M's... Ah now, if they sold pure blue M & M's only, I'll buy packs of it! But still, if you want some imported M & M's for a change, get this... Imported all the way from the US of A.

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Posted by eirene83 at 04:20 AM on May 30, 2007.

Did cha know that there's apparently a new strain of dengue now? Well, at least in Singapore anyway...

I dunno... Hearing about dengue is always such a scary thing... No vaccine, possible fatal... and sometimes you don't even know you've got it...(I should know...) (Actually, when I put it that way... it's starting to sound more and more like a STD...)

Anyway, my area's under severe fogging and health checks since my neighbour's been admitted into the hospital for dengue... And I'm getting paranoid about mosquito bites now... With good cause... Since I apparently got dengue... and recovered... and only found out after...

Fruits Basket!

Raining

Posted by eirene83 at 04:21 AM on May 30, 2007 in Personal as a favorite post.

Pon and Zi... I've seen them on quite a few blogs now... and they're so irresistibly cute plus I love the message that usually comes with them.

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Bottleneck

Posted by eirene83 at 04:48 AM on May 31, 2007.

One of the few ideas by the management of Mid Valley to reduce their traffic jams was to increase the number of exits and entrances to their parking.. Great idea, I thought at first...

Those new parking entrances are good. Located close to the roads in to MV... but the exits? They lead straight to the main bottleneck area out of MV... It's less of a jam; now you don't have to travel the whole roundabout of MV to get out... but just get stuck at the entrance to the highway...

And I wonder if they've thought about the idea of imposing a 20 minute limit to get out of the car-park after paying. Most places it wouldn't be a problem... But I mean, I'm sure you all know what the exit areas are like. Two exit barriers per area, all it takes is for one genius to forget to pay his ticket and you run a risk of a backlog that (for my experience) took 10 minutes to clear. It was jammed all the way from P1 to P2... I wonder what happens if you don't get out by 20 minutes... 

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Posted by eirene83 at 04:53 AM on May 31, 2007 in Personal.

Sometimes you hold so tight, it slips right through your hands.

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