So long soulmate!

You’re no longer 22 please don’t pollute the surrounding we 22 year-olds are living in.

 

Mimi is THE most gullible person I’ve ever known. She’s blur most of the time and so that makes surprising her easy.

 

Every year also she’s surprised =_____=”

Which is good also lah. Heheheh.

 

This time we did everything under her nose and still she couldn’t guess!

(what did I say about her being gullible?)

I was the decoy, hanging out with her in her room while the others sneaked in quietly and prepared the living room.

 

Then I bullied her, “Mimi I nak tea,” which wasn’t anything out of normal considering I do that all the time *shifty eyed*

 

When she opened her bedroom door TADAHHHHH

 

The party poppers are annoying! Selalu tak popped at the exact moment!

 

Birthday cake is homemade again. Alright I’m now open for orders!!

Just kidding. No way man.

 

 

 

Kak Sha’s the only one properly dressed! Everyone else were in their PJs lol.

 

My handicraft skills are gone with my high school days. Look so ugly one T___T

 

A feast! MJ made soto! I would say that was the first time I ate soto I DUNNO WHAT I’VE BEEN EATING ALL THESE YEARS IN MALAYSIA #loser

 

 

Fairy godmother. She forgot her wand in her room.

 

The cake matched with the carpet wth

 

Post-birthday photo shoot in PJs

 

 

 

Bean Sprout & Flower

 

We watched Disturbia on tv that night and- WHAT WAS I DOING HERE WATCHING THIS MOVIE???- was exactly my thought! I hate thrillers as much as I hate ghost movies!

 

I know people always say, “It’s just a movie DUHHH.” but it’s never just a movie! Why do you think Hollywood producers and actors are squillonaires? And don’t lie and say you don’t give two hoots about the Oscars. Because it’s never just a movie.

 

DUH you back.

Too Much Chocolate

Slammed down by flu and sore throat isn’t nice.

 

Well, anything that disrupts my appetite isn’t nice really. Wasn’t I sick just a couple of months ago?? Isn’t this like, too soon??

 

 

Anyway, during the weekend I’d decided to try baking chocolate cake. I said try because, well, to be honest, chocolate cake scares the bejeezus outta me.

 

Which is why I’ve never attempted making one before. I’ve made choc brownies and molten choc cakes beforehand- but never just choc cake. I know it’s really easy to make, and I know it’s the commonest cake ever to be found but I’ve never eaten one I really love.

 

Because it’s so common, expectations are high. Get what I mean?

 

 

 

As it is my tradition, whatever I baked goes out to my closest friends first. I bake often enough that my friends are guaranteed at least one type of dessert each weekend. I don’t really eat whatever I make. It’s satisfactory. Where else are you gonna get cakes laden with almonds and walnuts and cadbury and cream cheese? Yum.

 

But this one was so scary even the sight of The Smurfs gobbling it down in seconds couldn’t convince me. I ate the very last piece the day after, and still I wasn’t that sure wtf.

 

After intense drilling and interrogations, I think it deserves a page in my recipe book.

 

 

 

I think.

Obsession

This is my kitchen. And this is how I like it.

 

 

Spotless.

 

One of the things I never missed doing everyday is just that; tidying up the kitchen. I like it clean and tidy at all times. Even the sight of a mug sitting innocently on the kitchen counter could spark my annoyance.

 

I suspect I have Kitchen OCD  T___T

 

Like this morning I went to the kitchen to make myself breakfast but then I saw the plates piling up in the sink and before I knew it I’d spend an hour plus scrubbing the kitchen counter and God knows what else that took me so long.

 

Last last I forgot to eat breakfast wth.

 

One of my friends asked me (while I was obsessively wiping some imaginary dust off the floor),

“You’re wearing slippers. How the hell do you know there’s dust there? I don’t see anything.”

“I just know.” *pursed lips*

 

Kak Us would be so proud of me!!!

 

My new The Love of My Life!! My housemate got it for me after she saw me scrubbing mercilessly at the stubborn greases on the kitchen wall. This stuff is fab!

 

I couldn’t tolerate messiness. And that I see as a flaw at times. I tend to clean as I bake(can’t say cook here). But some people like saving that for later. And, well, there’s no harm in that actually.

 

But sometimes (well, most of the time really) when I see the pots and pans left on the stove unwashed for days, it makes me wonder who do they expect to wash those. I mean, they’re not gonna walk by themselves into the sink and get themselves scrubbed clean right?

 

Got ah pots and pans like that? If got I want a set kthxbye.

 

Because let’s face it, we’re adults. And being adults means we bear responsibilities. And correct me if I’m wrong but I believe responsibilities start here right at home.

If you can’t even wash your own plate, macam mana mau kawen macam itu?

 

But if there’s one thing I’ve learnt, common sense isn’t that common nowadays. What can’t be avoided must be endured. And with endurance there must be sincerity. Or else it’s all hard work for nothing.

 

So the next time you see the mugs and plates dumped in the sink, see it as an opportunity to make a good deed.

You’ll have a clean kitchen and extra pahala lol.

 

Who knows I’ll finally have toned arms from all the scrubbing. Triple yay!

Memento Mori

When we were in Paris, one of the places we visited was

 

The Louvre.

The entrance fee was 10 euros if I’m not mistaken. I do think the glass triangle thingy (which is the entrance) spoils the whole look. The Louvre is actually the long stretch of buildings surrounding it.

Beautiful.

 

 

 

 

   

 

 

Now, the thing is, I’m not a big fan of arts (refer Florence). There’s just so many statues and paintings and carvings I could take in at one time. I mean, they all look pretty much the same don’t they?

 

 

Look at the ceiling, whoah!!

 

Most people come to the Louvre for one thing, and one thing only-

The Monalisa.

 

And truth to be told, this room was the only jam-packed room in the whole museum.

Once you’ve seen the Monalisa, you’ve seen them all. That’s what I think.

 

This painting could be found opposite the Monalisa. For some reason it impressed the hell out of me (maybe coz it’s so huge). I think it’s called The Wedding.

 

Coming back to the title of the post- one of the genres I love is history fiction. Particularly that of England between the 15th-16th century.

 

The most recent one I’ve read is Portrait of An Unknown Woman by Vanora Bennet (which also unveiled the mystery of the two princes in the Tower!!).

And from this, I came to know about memento mori.

 

Memento Mori is a Latin phrase which means “remember you must die”. The concept came from ancient Rome, where a Roman general in a parade of victory was often accompanied by a slave. This was to remind him, and everyone else, that no matter how high his position was today, tomorrow he could fall.

 

For whatever you are in this world, you would die and return to God just like any other commoner.

 

Most memento mori are products of Christian arts. Symbolic images of death (skeletons, winged skulls, angels, clocks) were incorporated into paintings, tombs, statues…you named it. A reminder that life is but a fleeting pleasure, and that death awaits every of us.

 

Phillippe De Champaigne’s Vanitas: Still Life With A Skull depicts three things; Life, Death and Time.

 

Back then, people often carried small reminders to remind them of their mortality. The most famous would be of Mary, the Queen of Scots (the great niece of King Henry VIII, the husband to the infamous Anne Boleyn) who owned a large watch, carved in the form of a silver skull.

 

Had I known all this back then, I imagine I’d  spend an enjoyable time trying to find the memento mori in each piece of art instead of putting all my efforts trying not to yawn and looking bored.

 

Haih.

Fillers

Went to class, sat in the classroom less than 10 minutes before deciding to head back home. That’s 1.5 hour of wasted time spend on the bumpy road.

 

Slept my exhaustion off for 4 hours in the afternoon only to wake up feeling tired as ever. Skipped my daily run as my stomach was churning and had my lunch at 6.30 pm.

Period cramps, how I hate thee T___T

 

Anyways! Pictures from Wawer’s birthday taken er, 3 weeks back I think. I’m always fashionably late in updating, thank you very much.

 

 

HerbaLife advertisement wtf despite neither of us being its consumers. Inside joke it’s okay if you don’t get it.

 

Back to normalcy. Bakish said I have Marfan syndrome wtf.

 

Wearing almost identical red tops + scarfs = SMURFS

*refer first pic for Smurf 1.

 

 

 

Everywhere I go oso there must be at least one picture of me taken with my phone WTF *smashes phone onto the wall*

 

 

 

 

 

 

With the princessses *feeling inadequately underdressed*

 

Basked in the full glory of Incredible India

 

Kthxbye.

Sinful caramel

I’m probably one of the people who are bonkers about caramel popcorn.

 

If there’s no caramel popcorn in Inox, there’s no point in watching a movie. My falsafah hidup wtf.

I love the caramel popcorn here much more than the ones in Malaysia. Sebab Malaysia kedekut caramel =______=”

 

But the downside here is that the popcorn are sold inside the cineplex. Which means we only get to eat it when we watch a movie T___T

Or when we’re crazy enough to buy a movie ticket, go inside, buy caramel popcorn, go out. Been there, done that more than enough times

 

This would be after watching Tangled, when Mimi and I were badly disappointed caramel popcorn wasn’t available, it almost spoiled the movie. Luckily Tangled was super awesome.

Then the day after that an angel named Miu Miu came knocking on my door with this in hand.

Were you a devil with caramel popcorn, you’re an angel in my eyes.

 

 

Then a friend went out of her way and bought these with her from Malaysia!!! I told you I’m blessed with awesome friends whose priority is to fatten me up, alhamdulillah 

 

Not one type of popcorn, but TWO.

 

TGV Popcorn Royale, a popcorn edition released in conjunction with Mission Impossible 4.

 

The large Caramel Crisp of Garret popcorn (they’ve recently opened their first branch in Malaysia in KLCC). You see the box behind it? Yup, it’s as tall as the box. Crazy.

 

Look at how each popcorn is perfectly coated with caramel!!!!!!! Some more so fat one!!! *salivates*

 

The thing with these popcorn is that they’re overly sweet. So I could only eat a little at a time. Too much sunshine makes a desert *sighs*

But they’re still yummy though!

 

And the things she bought for me without me even asking her to! They’re basically the 3 things I love in life; bread, caramel popcorn and baking *touched*

 

Oh, and don’t mind Tabes Mesenterica. It’s only there for decoration purpose. Tabes mesenterica wth. Only when Aida first gave it to me I thought it looked like a lymph node (is actually a monkey).

So I named it Tabes Mesenterica ^^