A new picture for my blog. This picture was actually taken a few weeks back when I was walking home after shopping. As I looked at the rainbow, it sort of gave the feeling of new hope but I did wonder if everytime a rainbow appears, does it really give a new hope to everyone or anyone who manages to glimpse at it. True enough, the rainbow did not appear for too long. A few minutes later, as I looked up the sky, it was gone. Glad to be able to capture it. Well, it seems endless isn't it? Does it resemble that hope is endless too? Subject to personal opinion then, some people prefer to see things from the brighter side of life and some like me, prefers to see it from the other side.
I have a reason for it; It rained heavily 2 minutes after I took this picture. I had not managed to go back in time to collect my laundry ending up soaking wet. Besides, I took a shelter in a nearby library. On the contrary, while waiting, I have a book in my hand, so I began reading the book. Hmmmm...good to be able to enjoy the book that time.... It would be better if there is a cup of hot coffee to compliment with my favourite past time. As my friend from Perth loves to say: It is heaven! Wakakaka... Here you go, law maggie. I did quote from you. Therefore,I should put referencing at the end of my blog post. (Law, 2009)
Blogger reminisicing the day he was soaking wet reading....
Friday 31 July 2009
Thursday 30 July 2009
Baking lesson for a good cause
Yesterday is a terrific day. One of my friends,wan lin had a birthday yesterday. So,we decided to bake a cake for her. This is my very first time of baking a cake. It is a chocolate cake with almond and cashew nuts. It tasted great. I love it but it was a bit too small because we just follow the recipe online. I find it rather amusing nowadays that you can virtually find anything from the internet ranging from cooking recipe to road maps. I am beginning to reap the benefits of technology afterall. Wish me good luck for I will be cooking another new recipe today which is chicken rogan josh. Some spicy chicken from the cookbook I have bought recently with 30% discount. Super excited now to try it now. Enjoying university life to its fullest now.... Haha.....
Blogger writing on a sunny day
Sunday 26 July 2009
Hawaiian Poached Chicken
As I was pretty bored yesterday, I decided to venture the city with a friend of mine,pei jin. We actually wanted to shop and look around to see what can Sydney city offer to us,the shoppers. We walked for about 5 hours and miraclously, I never feel tired for the first time. It was fun because I got to see the shopping centres and food. Hmmmm.... Been gaining weight lately and it is so significant because the fat apparently is deposited on my face. So, I got 2 pao pao on my face which are going to be char siew pao soon.
Although after this holidays, my aim is to go on a diet, I think it is going to be futile because for two reasons: one, I just bought a new recipe book during this venture. It is fated. The MYER store has 30% discount on all books. For a book lover like me, this good bargain is truly a blessing. So, I bought a storybook and a recipe book.
And today, I started trying cooking already. So,the first dish would be as the title named after. A successful attempt indeed. Delicious. If this continues, my body will grow horizontally at an exponential rate. NO!!!!!!!! But, I do love cooking nowadays. It cheers me up and defintely enhance my cooking skills. By the way, the cook book only cost 18 dollars. Love it,love it..... Here goes the pictures.....Does the picture looks like what I cook? I hope so....
Blogger on a day with the passion of cooking
Saturday 25 July 2009
A tribute to a friend
If what you see do not reflect the reality in it,how would you feel? If looking the eyes of one person will reveal the path of his life, I hope you can never see mine.
It is the subject that normally I would ignorantly brushed aside whenever questioned. To be able to retell the story needs strong emotional support and courage. After more than a decade enduring it, I would have assumed I would be strong enough to tell at least a person with much preparation. When the question popped up, "Do you mind sharing". I felt that why not. Since I already told part of the story, obviously the consequent event would be to finish it. I have never finished the story last time to anyone. Never have I imagine that chatting with a friend will make me shed a tear.... Since I have had cried so much before, I felt my tears have already dried up.
A few revelations to some friends of mine before have sent them speechless. The irony is I haven't really finished my story yet. If I continue,will they be able to comprehend what am I about to say? And all of a sudden, this environment will be so quiet and somber. I don't want sympathy, I only yearns for understanding and that's the reason my story is left untold. Little did I know that talking family and hardships subjects can make me cry all over again. Together, my friend too shed tears when stories were exchanged. Such warm... as you know what you have been through,where and when the hardships are understood by someone who went through the same as you. It felt surreal because normal people would not fathom them and thought they are life storybooks. I have mixed emotions and no idea how should I feel it: Happy to find someone I can relate my story too or sorrow for she has to undergo life as me.
Fortunately, the tears felt different this time around,it felt warm,no more coldness in it because the tears today are different from tears of yesterday. They are our symbol of our pride and strong-willingness. Successful stories were told too. How sweet they are. When you finally able to talk to someone who appears to be abnormal like you,it feels just great.
To my friend: You are strong and please continue to be strong. We will be each other's comfort and sorrow as we understand each other very well. Success of a person is not measured by material wealth and society status but what we have accomplished in life. Being able to take the first step from the toughest conditions means the first battle is won.
Poor does not appear to be just an adjective to it. It comes with a package which drains you emotionally,spiritually and mentally. To be able to withstand, I consider myself and my friend survivors of the world. Not easy because they are not what we choose but the conditions that come with us....People will give the extra stare now and the paradox is : what have we done wrong for something that are not the faults of ours. In the end, we shall not be afraid anymore because the hardest moments are over and what to comes has definitely be to something better.
I believe I mentioned something about how people should learn to forget how to avoid the thunderstorms. But this time around,it is not the same. We have already been through the thunderstorms for too long and too many times and have become part and parcel of our lives. The only thing that needs to be done now is to learn how to dance in the rain. I guess dancing cha cha in the rain might be a good idea afterall.... Don't you think so my friend? All the best to you.
Blogger on a day he feels relief to be able to retell the story once again.
It is the subject that normally I would ignorantly brushed aside whenever questioned. To be able to retell the story needs strong emotional support and courage. After more than a decade enduring it, I would have assumed I would be strong enough to tell at least a person with much preparation. When the question popped up, "Do you mind sharing". I felt that why not. Since I already told part of the story, obviously the consequent event would be to finish it. I have never finished the story last time to anyone. Never have I imagine that chatting with a friend will make me shed a tear.... Since I have had cried so much before, I felt my tears have already dried up.
A few revelations to some friends of mine before have sent them speechless. The irony is I haven't really finished my story yet. If I continue,will they be able to comprehend what am I about to say? And all of a sudden, this environment will be so quiet and somber. I don't want sympathy, I only yearns for understanding and that's the reason my story is left untold. Little did I know that talking family and hardships subjects can make me cry all over again. Together, my friend too shed tears when stories were exchanged. Such warm... as you know what you have been through,where and when the hardships are understood by someone who went through the same as you. It felt surreal because normal people would not fathom them and thought they are life storybooks. I have mixed emotions and no idea how should I feel it: Happy to find someone I can relate my story too or sorrow for she has to undergo life as me.
Fortunately, the tears felt different this time around,it felt warm,no more coldness in it because the tears today are different from tears of yesterday. They are our symbol of our pride and strong-willingness. Successful stories were told too. How sweet they are. When you finally able to talk to someone who appears to be abnormal like you,it feels just great.
To my friend: You are strong and please continue to be strong. We will be each other's comfort and sorrow as we understand each other very well. Success of a person is not measured by material wealth and society status but what we have accomplished in life. Being able to take the first step from the toughest conditions means the first battle is won.
Poor does not appear to be just an adjective to it. It comes with a package which drains you emotionally,spiritually and mentally. To be able to withstand, I consider myself and my friend survivors of the world. Not easy because they are not what we choose but the conditions that come with us....People will give the extra stare now and the paradox is : what have we done wrong for something that are not the faults of ours. In the end, we shall not be afraid anymore because the hardest moments are over and what to comes has definitely be to something better.
I believe I mentioned something about how people should learn to forget how to avoid the thunderstorms. But this time around,it is not the same. We have already been through the thunderstorms for too long and too many times and have become part and parcel of our lives. The only thing that needs to be done now is to learn how to dance in the rain. I guess dancing cha cha in the rain might be a good idea afterall.... Don't you think so my friend? All the best to you.
Blogger on a day he feels relief to be able to retell the story once again.
Friday 17 July 2009
As it appears to be....
A while ago, I received an email. With it, a picture is attached to. The picture resembles an achievement one lady has accomplished in her life. Together with her, are the one and only Hilary Clinton and Michelle Obama. This lady must be so proud of herself to achieve such a great honour to receive an award from these two prominent figures. Her smile is dazzling.
In addition to this picture, there are some words written which make me feel rather uncomfortable. Somehow, I detected the issue of racism in it. It was written that such great honour to our fellow Malaysian is not printed in our own papers but there is one very small article printed in The Star. However, I do wonder why her picture is not in the main page in the first place.
The fact is she is an Indian Malaysian. Is it really true that because she is an Indian, our fellow counterparts fail to deliver the news. Afterall, I did feel proud of it although I don't know why she got the award in the first place. To me, it has no difference whether there is a news printed or not.
As one might say, I am Chinese, of course I deem it not important. The truth is, if you think from the lady of honour's point of view. It does not really matter. She can stand proud in her very own ways be it her family,friends, colleagues and to exaggerate,even her country. If the country fails to acknowledge,nobody is at a loss. All to gain is herself. If I were her, I would be so happy and overjoyed that I do not care whether there is a news for me or not. What is important is that I have truly made a mark in my life. Afterall, isn't this what every human dreams of in their lives? To make a mark in this world before leaving it. I feel her accomplishment is incredible and I will be always proud of her.
Do not be irritated by what others have not done, but be overjoyed that someone has accomplished this far. In the every end, every news will be forgotten but not you yourself that is. This perspective is gained when I read another email too. In this email, is written that life isn't how to avoid the thunderstorm but is how to dance in the rain.
Blogger on a day whether he feels things are okay no matter how they become.
In addition to this picture, there are some words written which make me feel rather uncomfortable. Somehow, I detected the issue of racism in it. It was written that such great honour to our fellow Malaysian is not printed in our own papers but there is one very small article printed in The Star. However, I do wonder why her picture is not in the main page in the first place.
The fact is she is an Indian Malaysian. Is it really true that because she is an Indian, our fellow counterparts fail to deliver the news. Afterall, I did feel proud of it although I don't know why she got the award in the first place. To me, it has no difference whether there is a news printed or not.
As one might say, I am Chinese, of course I deem it not important. The truth is, if you think from the lady of honour's point of view. It does not really matter. She can stand proud in her very own ways be it her family,friends, colleagues and to exaggerate,even her country. If the country fails to acknowledge,nobody is at a loss. All to gain is herself. If I were her, I would be so happy and overjoyed that I do not care whether there is a news for me or not. What is important is that I have truly made a mark in my life. Afterall, isn't this what every human dreams of in their lives? To make a mark in this world before leaving it. I feel her accomplishment is incredible and I will be always proud of her.
Do not be irritated by what others have not done, but be overjoyed that someone has accomplished this far. In the every end, every news will be forgotten but not you yourself that is. This perspective is gained when I read another email too. In this email, is written that life isn't how to avoid the thunderstorm but is how to dance in the rain.
Blogger on a day whether he feels things are okay no matter how they become.
Tuesday 14 July 2009
Hi,old friend!
Today is a very weird day for me. Just when morning I just wished good luck to my friends, today I met my long lost friend in facebook. Such a surprise. We chatted like we have not met for 10 years. I think we have not talked at least for 5 years already. Kind of happy to meet old friend. Sometimes, I do hope I can keep in touch with old friends but will they accept the new me? Especially the really old friends of mine. Been thinking how much I have changed recently. I think I should really give a knock on my head. Apparently, this friend of mine used to go very often to Ridzuan condo! what??? Since when did so many people went to ridzuan that I never meet before. The problem is I never really pay much attention last time. Hope that I will be a better friend now who keep in touch frequently.
One more thing, I just met a new friend of mine who so happen to be my old room mate's friend. Yes, you gajan. Her name is something ying one. Recall her? Isn't this a very small world? Turn around and you will just meet some mutual friend. Haha.. Indeed. Not only has technology played a greater role in our lives, people are getting more in touch with others nowadays and I can't agree more on that.. At least I am happy to find an old friend. He seems so different now from last time.
Blogger on a whistling mood day
One more thing, I just met a new friend of mine who so happen to be my old room mate's friend. Yes, you gajan. Her name is something ying one. Recall her? Isn't this a very small world? Turn around and you will just meet some mutual friend. Haha.. Indeed. Not only has technology played a greater role in our lives, people are getting more in touch with others nowadays and I can't agree more on that.. At least I am happy to find an old friend. He seems so different now from last time.
Blogger on a whistling mood day
Goodbye,my friends
Just remembered today that my friends from Malacca will be heading south to Singapore to further their studies. To avaoid being cryptic again, I shall say their names out and loud. They are Joelyn and Chern YIk. Haha.. These two can be said are my closest female buddies in high school. I think without them, life will definitely be less fun and dramas. Joelyn is pursuing engineering (which has no relevant to my career) so chances to meet in career field is so slim until I can't see any of it. Haha.. But no worries, we shall meet every now and then during Chinese New Years. I somehow always promise myself I will put my schedule free during the Chinese New Year gathering because this the major event I anticipate every year. So much fun and so much sweet,sour,bitter and maybe spicy memories. Haha.. I just use the four sense of our tongues la. There is a saying in Chinese ma "suan,tian,gu, lak" I don't think the pin yin is correct anyway. Just bear with me.
This Joelyn truly made her mark in my life. Imagine all this while in your high school life, you have behaved yourself quite normally. All of a sudden, a bottle water was poured onto you. Not anywhere but the pants. This girl has definitely has some guts in her,considering the fact that I just knew her for only a few days as classmate. Well, I did "repay" her kindness honorably. Haha. That is how the beginning of a great friendship. Haha... She loves to laugh,joke and act blur when doing mistakes. However, the teacher always believe her. Becareful teachers, she is the fox underneath her sheep coat. Well well, revealing her true identity will cause her some great trouble. No worries, she din read my blog so I am perfectly fine. Hopefully she will not come all the way to Sydney to pour another bottle of water on my pants.
Next we have chern yik. Aiyoh...this girl has definitely acted beyond my expectation. All this while, I thought she will be definitely be an engineer. So happens that she chooose the same career path as me. Wei, sister. Are you sure what are you doing or not? Haha.... Well, she comes to me as a very very kiasu person intially. So kiasu until no word can be used to describe her. Along the way, some friends say she is more rilek now. A good guess would be that some good things came out of the sun you group afterall. It is indeed a good change for her but something else I felt was missing too:her confidence. Please have more confidence in yourself,ok? If you are unsure of yourself, who is going to believe you in the first place?
All in all, I wish both of you all the best. Hope to meet you girls someday,not as friends,but as profesionals in our very own arena. Good luck!
PS: I am planning to go Singapore at the end of this year or early next year. Hope to see you there.....
Blogger on a day with best wishes to his friends
This Joelyn truly made her mark in my life. Imagine all this while in your high school life, you have behaved yourself quite normally. All of a sudden, a bottle water was poured onto you. Not anywhere but the pants. This girl has definitely has some guts in her,considering the fact that I just knew her for only a few days as classmate. Well, I did "repay" her kindness honorably. Haha. That is how the beginning of a great friendship. Haha... She loves to laugh,joke and act blur when doing mistakes. However, the teacher always believe her. Becareful teachers, she is the fox underneath her sheep coat. Well well, revealing her true identity will cause her some great trouble. No worries, she din read my blog so I am perfectly fine. Hopefully she will not come all the way to Sydney to pour another bottle of water on my pants.
Next we have chern yik. Aiyoh...this girl has definitely acted beyond my expectation. All this while, I thought she will be definitely be an engineer. So happens that she chooose the same career path as me. Wei, sister. Are you sure what are you doing or not? Haha.... Well, she comes to me as a very very kiasu person intially. So kiasu until no word can be used to describe her. Along the way, some friends say she is more rilek now. A good guess would be that some good things came out of the sun you group afterall. It is indeed a good change for her but something else I felt was missing too:her confidence. Please have more confidence in yourself,ok? If you are unsure of yourself, who is going to believe you in the first place?
All in all, I wish both of you all the best. Hope to meet you girls someday,not as friends,but as profesionals in our very own arena. Good luck!
PS: I am planning to go Singapore at the end of this year or early next year. Hope to see you there.....
Blogger on a day with best wishes to his friends
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