Yummylicious pasta bake!Foolproof recipe. Heheh though partly thanks to Ju-ju for making it possible.
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Another storm, another rainbow. =)
Monday, March 19
Tuesday, March 13
Hola!
Waiting for the guys in red and yellow.
So yesterday (Monday) I went to Fatty's house to collect my testimonial. Poor guy had to travel (Saturday) all the way from Bedok to Buona Vista on a 5 hour charged battery. Then to Orchard (Sunday). My testimonial was in good hands. Not a crease!
I discovered that Fatty's house isn't that far away after all. =) =) =) Only the route there is rather confusing, so I can't possibly sneak out in the middle of the night and drive to meet him, YET. Haha.
I expected to see a house similar to Law's. You know, a bit danky, with lots of chinese decorative stuff. My, was I impressed. There were feminine looking curtains peeping from the windows, and if I'm not mistaken, a yam-look-alike plant smack in the middle of the well kept garden. It was a modest, cosy dwelling.
Ya ya, I'm not about to launch into the structure of the house, but I can't speak much about the interior either because I spent an hour outside, talking to his mum and sister.
I have 3 mosquito bites as testaments.
Perhaps understanding has been brought to a whole new level! Now I can imagine how his life was, and is. All the climbing of gates, playing basketball, jogging, gardening...
Fatty's mum was rather straightforward about her son. And I agree with her regarding most aspects.
You're like an unpolished gem, Fatty. We'd love to see you sparkle.
Waiting for the guys in red and yellow.
So yesterday (Monday) I went to Fatty's house to collect my testimonial. Poor guy had to travel (Saturday) all the way from Bedok to Buona Vista on a 5 hour charged battery. Then to Orchard (Sunday). My testimonial was in good hands. Not a crease!
I discovered that Fatty's house isn't that far away after all. =) =) =) Only the route there is rather confusing, so I can't possibly sneak out in the middle of the night and drive to meet him, YET. Haha.
I expected to see a house similar to Law's. You know, a bit danky, with lots of chinese decorative stuff. My, was I impressed. There were feminine looking curtains peeping from the windows, and if I'm not mistaken, a yam-look-alike plant smack in the middle of the well kept garden. It was a modest, cosy dwelling.
Ya ya, I'm not about to launch into the structure of the house, but I can't speak much about the interior either because I spent an hour outside, talking to his mum and sister.
I have 3 mosquito bites as testaments.
Perhaps understanding has been brought to a whole new level! Now I can imagine how his life was, and is. All the climbing of gates, playing basketball, jogging, gardening...
Fatty's mum was rather straightforward about her son. And I agree with her regarding most aspects.
You're like an unpolished gem, Fatty. We'd love to see you sparkle.
Saturday, March 10
If one needs :-
1 an ego boost
2 respect
3 to be driven up the wall
4 a test of patience
5 an early death
one should under all circumstances, teach primary school kids, escpecially those doe-eyed ones in Standard One.
They're cute little devils, sometimes I can't help feeling at a loss.
Guess "cute devils" is my new oxymoron.
Was I one of them?
I hope not.
Well, I most definitely wasn't.
I was, uhum, a nice hardworking little kid with mushroom hair, the kid who couldn't speak a word of chinese, the same little kid who gave the teacher a blank stare when her teacher said "fan shu, pai dui!"...
I marvel at my growth and development.
Kids have the attention span of a fruit fly. I took great pains to get them to listen to me, improvising as I became more stern. I had a vision: to use the ai xin policy. Unfortunately, it remains very much a theory.
"Lao shi, na ge ren jiao wo KKB". How am I suppose to know what KKB means?! My IQ descended to that of a seven year old when it hit me that KKB meant ku-ku bird. Oh, the kids of this generation!
For sentimental purposes, in case I never teach again, here is a pic of 1C during music class.
Cute?
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Greedy driver aunty. RM50 for 5 days!
Madness.
RM30 and that's it.
1 an ego boost
2 respect
3 to be driven up the wall
4 a test of patience
5 an early death
one should under all circumstances, teach primary school kids, escpecially those doe-eyed ones in Standard One.
They're cute little devils, sometimes I can't help feeling at a loss.
Guess "cute devils" is my new oxymoron.
Was I one of them?
I hope not.
Well, I most definitely wasn't.
I was, uhum, a nice hardworking little kid with mushroom hair, the kid who couldn't speak a word of chinese, the same little kid who gave the teacher a blank stare when her teacher said "fan shu, pai dui!"...
I marvel at my growth and development.
Kids have the attention span of a fruit fly. I took great pains to get them to listen to me, improvising as I became more stern. I had a vision: to use the ai xin policy. Unfortunately, it remains very much a theory.
"Lao shi, na ge ren jiao wo KKB". How am I suppose to know what KKB means?! My IQ descended to that of a seven year old when it hit me that KKB meant ku-ku bird. Oh, the kids of this generation!
For sentimental purposes, in case I never teach again, here is a pic of 1C during music class.
Cute?
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Greedy driver aunty. RM50 for 5 days!
Madness.
RM30 and that's it.
Sunday, March 4
4As!!!
Unbelievable.
It was the moment, really. Way better than what I felt during the release of the SPM results.
Even better, with these grades, the sky's the limit. I can even start hoping for scholarships.
It seems as if all the trauma, the anticipation, the despair... melted away as my mind slowly but surely digested the fact that I didn't have to worry about meeting the entry requirements of Warwick.
And my self confidence and belief has been reinstated. After two years of having so many failure-close-shaves, it's no wonder insecurity gnawed at the walls of courage and faith.
I didn't dare to hope. But it probably made beating myself a sweeter victory.
For Fatty: You'll work out. I'll be there for you.
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Miss Yap starts work as a teacher tommorow!
=P
Unbelievable.
It was the moment, really. Way better than what I felt during the release of the SPM results.
Even better, with these grades, the sky's the limit. I can even start hoping for scholarships.
It seems as if all the trauma, the anticipation, the despair... melted away as my mind slowly but surely digested the fact that I didn't have to worry about meeting the entry requirements of Warwick.
And my self confidence and belief has been reinstated. After two years of having so many failure-close-shaves, it's no wonder insecurity gnawed at the walls of courage and faith.
I didn't dare to hope. But it probably made beating myself a sweeter victory.
For Fatty: You'll work out. I'll be there for you.
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Miss Yap starts work as a teacher tommorow!
=P
Tuesday, February 27
A level results. Everyone's talking about it, except Fatty... maybe.
I can say that I'm not worried and excited about the results. But then again, I'm not good at lying to myself.
Well, at least unlike Geri, I've not been dreaming about it. At least not recently.
Mum got an auspicious chim from the Slim River temple, and though rather selfish, I hope it's related to me.
A level results. It's inevitable. It's of epic proportions. In my world. At this moment. Maybe only at this moment. But the ramifications are not estimatable.
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"The Mayer Amschel Rothschild family (often referred to simply as The Rothschilds; German [ˈʁoːtʃɪlt]; anglicized pronunciation [ˈɹɒθstʃaɪld]), is an eminent international banking and finance dynasty of German Jewish origin that established operations across Europe, and was ennobled by the Austrian and British governments."
Now I know Rothschild is not only a name for steak.
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I want to watch The Queen! when is it going to be screened in Malaysian cinemas?
I can say that I'm not worried and excited about the results. But then again, I'm not good at lying to myself.
Well, at least unlike Geri, I've not been dreaming about it. At least not recently.
Mum got an auspicious chim from the Slim River temple, and though rather selfish, I hope it's related to me.
A level results. It's inevitable. It's of epic proportions. In my world. At this moment. Maybe only at this moment. But the ramifications are not estimatable.
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"The Mayer Amschel Rothschild family (often referred to simply as The Rothschilds; German [ˈʁoːtʃɪlt]; anglicized pronunciation [ˈɹɒθstʃaɪld]), is an eminent international banking and finance dynasty of German Jewish origin that established operations across Europe, and was ennobled by the Austrian and British governments."
Now I know Rothschild is not only a name for steak.
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I want to watch The Queen! when is it going to be screened in Malaysian cinemas?
Wednesday, February 21
Happy CNY everyone!
Returned from Slim River yesterday afternoon, and promptly headed for KFC to fill growling stomach.
Slim River was like NS camp (according to some friends) - love culminates only after, not during.
Okay, so it wasn't so bad. But it was definitely a far cry from the good old days. Remember Kings 'n Queens? Cottonneil 'n Co? Countless Shandys? Trips to the old train station? Camping in tents? Pirates on swing?
Well, we've probably outgrown it. Sure, there was the introduction of the BBQ, but the old folks, so unenthusiastic, hmph.
And the squabbles, aha, old habits die hard. What can you expect when you gather 10 old people under one roof?
That makes an interesting case study.
I still really love CNY. My affection for money hasn't diminished one bit.
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CNY commercials are always a delight. Make no mistake, I'm referring to the Petronas commercial that features old people, not the corny 8tv one. And the one by TMnet generated pride for the contributions of the Malaysian Chinese.
Currently the NST commercial is my favourite. It's cute and definitely sent the message across. I'm preoccupied. =)
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Came back and realised I'm in love... with
Fatty (sorry for the chaos I detonated)
Flossie
Bubble
Buddy
Bananee
shui jiao with ginger and vinegar
fruity wines because they make me talk
...
myself
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Happy New Year everyone! again.
Returned from Slim River yesterday afternoon, and promptly headed for KFC to fill growling stomach.
Slim River was like NS camp (according to some friends) - love culminates only after, not during.
Okay, so it wasn't so bad. But it was definitely a far cry from the good old days. Remember Kings 'n Queens? Cottonneil 'n Co? Countless Shandys? Trips to the old train station? Camping in tents? Pirates on swing?
Well, we've probably outgrown it. Sure, there was the introduction of the BBQ, but the old folks, so unenthusiastic, hmph.
And the squabbles, aha, old habits die hard. What can you expect when you gather 10 old people under one roof?
That makes an interesting case study.
I still really love CNY. My affection for money hasn't diminished one bit.
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CNY commercials are always a delight. Make no mistake, I'm referring to the Petronas commercial that features old people, not the corny 8tv one. And the one by TMnet generated pride for the contributions of the Malaysian Chinese.
Currently the NST commercial is my favourite. It's cute and definitely sent the message across. I'm preoccupied. =)
*
Came back and realised I'm in love... with
Fatty (sorry for the chaos I detonated)
Flossie
Bubble
Buddy
Bananee
shui jiao with ginger and vinegar
fruity wines because they make me talk
...
myself
*
Happy New Year everyone! again.
Monday, February 12
A conditional offer from Warwick. *JOY* and sighs of relieve.
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What happens when one becomes an unwillingly willing third wheel? Well, not exactly a third wheel, maybe the second and a half wheel...
But I'm not confused.
When one leaves on a plane, reality strikes.
But under different circumstances, the outcome might be different.
Anyway, The Holiday was entertaining, a tad true, a tad snuffles-inducing... and i poked your nose.
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Got a Valentine rose yesterday morning, right when I was mega grouchy and peevish. My spirits were cajoled in an instant. =)
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What happens when one becomes an unwillingly willing third wheel? Well, not exactly a third wheel, maybe the second and a half wheel...
But I'm not confused.
When one leaves on a plane, reality strikes.
But under different circumstances, the outcome might be different.
Anyway, The Holiday was entertaining, a tad true, a tad snuffles-inducing... and i poked your nose.
*
Got a Valentine rose yesterday morning, right when I was mega grouchy and peevish. My spirits were cajoled in an instant. =)
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