I can't believe how time flies really fast. We're entering into yet another remarkable month. Hope it will be a remarkable one for me (praying really hard, squeezing my eyes really tight, and filling my heart with aja aja fighting). Without this sounding like a new year resolution, which I never bother to make each year; what I want for August is to really lead a meaningful existence and conquer myself with the sweetness of success (at every turn I hope). Heheh... Hope my 2-cents inspirations will be infectious to anyone reading this too. What better ways could it be than to start a new month with high spirits... Always better to set it high because when you lose some steam midway, there's still the remaining to torch the flame.
Somehow this reminds me of Michael Jackson's "Man in the Mirror'. Even after his death, people will always remember him. Just now in the afternoon, I was at the cd shop and it was playing the music video of him dancing. There was a crowd gathering, obviously captivated by those talents of his. Sometimes I wonder how is it possible for one man to had that much capacity to stop the time and create such a great impact on so many people around the world. But then again, MJ is special and unique in his own ways. But too bad (and sad too)... he had body dysmorphic disorder. I know this difficult psychological term because Yy supply me. Hahha.. Met with her just now in the evening to pass my photo and some goodies for Khana in Cambodia. Ah.. Cambodia... really miss my friend there and the environment; which is like air and water if I were to compare Spore with Cambodia.
Anyway, listen to the 'man in the mirror' if you are down. Really a mood lifter.
I'm Gonna Make A Change, For Once In My Life It's Gonna Feel Real Good, Gonna Make A Difference Gonna Make It Right . . .
I'm Starting With The Man In The Mirror I'm Asking Him To Change His Ways And No Message Could Have Been Any Clearer If You Wanna Make The World A Better Place (If You Wanna Make The World A Better Place) Take A Look At Yourself, And Then Make A Change
Project Can this time was at Woodlands. It was fun like last time with Mk n Jc. Yy looks like she got 2 ponytails.
In fact, I think it is more fun. Haha.. I can't help laughing everytime I remembered how Mk knock on the doors to collect canned/dried food.
When you knock on the door with your knuckles, the sound is not so bad. At least polite and pleasant like the public image of decent volunteers we are projecting that day, even to the most moody occupants. (They are some occupants who don't appreciate us when we disturbed their peace by asking for donations, but most are ok). In fact, the responses are better this time round. People in Woodlands neighborhood have a real big heart, I must say.
Anyway, continuing the story with unrestrained glee... Mk's idea of knocking the door means the door in contact with her palm, and flatten out in such a way that it is most effective. When combined with exuberant strength, even if the occupants are in the toilet, they wouldn't miss it. On one hand, this really reflected our enthusiasm which was very commendable even as we approach towards the end of the day; on the other hand, please stop and think about the poor doors for a minute... you can imagine how the knocking sounds. Ok ditto... how the banging sounds. Already our hot conversation on that day was about the operation of loansharks, I wonder how our topic accurately complements with our actions,or rather Mk's. I bet the people inside the houses were as shock as one of the occupants in one of the block. How do I know this? It's because they spoke in Malay and expressed their utter surprise of who it was that was banging on their door... only to find out (to their relief) it was only Mk. I was there because I was scared with that kind of banging, you will never know who will be behind those doors. And I happened to be there. If it's Jc or Wc doing that, I'd rather not stand too close in case I need to save my butt. Mk never fails to amaze me. Seriously. Continue to be like that cos that's what making us interesting.
Me and the cactus. Mk's idea of illustrating how short I am.
And as the journey gets tougher, one needs to entertain oneself.
The fattest and the most beautiful cat I've ever seen, outside one of the flats. Never check whether it's male or female. It's practically ignoring me when I want to take its photo. Oh, my injured pride.
I'm so sorry rabbit. I forgot to off my hp camera flash. Another rabbit in another household.
Well, it's not just fun but an eye opener as well, especially when we went to the 1-room flats, which spurred our topic on loansharks. There were some evidences of their crafts in one or two households so much so that we saw a number of notices such as; 'Vandalism will be prosecuted' and 'Do not borrow money from the sharks' put up by both the residences and the police... Topic that intrigued, fascinated, captivated me; but when it comes to witnessing the real thing, it will be horrifying and more than I think I could stomach.
Till my next entry. Mk, all the best for special term exams. And happy belated birthday Eve. Hope you like the present.
Went with Hd to Ramen Ten on Friday. Did lots of catching up and of course get to hear about Hd's exciting graduation day. Gosh, I couldnt wait for mine too.
Hd had her camera clicking away for most of the day. I like the mirror image photos but I haven get them from her.
Collage completed!! Finally. I was lazy for awhile and hooked up on my korean drama. A bit messy now when I look at this again.
The fridge was empty when we came back from KL. To the marketplace then.... The fishes that my mom bought. Nice... I like anything that is fresh.
We decided to cook an unforgettable dish that we had in KL, in one of the Thai restaurants. It involved a Siakap fish in a sourish spicy soup. Didn't know exactly the recipe ingredients but the Thais like to use lots of lemon grass in their cooking. Everything is sliced, from the lemon grass to the onions, limes, and chillies.
Placed everything + water in the wok, till it boils. Then the fish...
Well, the taste is not exactly the same but the soup was refreshing. The next time we cook this, I think we should just add the lime juice with the skin peeled of. And maybe the other missing ingredient is the kaffir leaves. Going to try cooking this again till I perfected it.
My veggie tasted great though. I think the only dish that I can cook really well is the veggies. I added fishcakes too.
My mum prepared tofu with black ketchup sauce. and some garnishing at the top. We ate this dish in the chicken rice restaurant in KL too but i think my mum's tofu tasted better.
The meal prepared for that day can be considered healthy because we didn't use much oil. I'm not that good in presentation as seen here.
It has been quite a while since I've posted here. I am not that busy actually but I find my hands full with helping out my mum at the stall (without being paid); going KL again for a change in environment and committing some time with my grandmother who call me almost everyday to come down to her house, and doing some research on breast cancer. All in all, maybe it's the guilty factor because I don't spend enough time with my family, especially my grandmother, once the semester starts. That's why I push up all my priorities to be with her during the school break and sleepover at her house.
I'm getting very sappy here but I realized that the older you become the more lonely and dependable you are. Like the last time I accompanied her to the polyclinic, I'm glad I was there because I could hold my grandmother's hand, take care of her and inquire about her health. The doctor, I find him inappropriate considering that he was consulting an elderly but spoke like a bullet train and only in English. Not communicating in the mother tongue of my grandmother and finding very difficult to follow him myself, how could that even be a consultation? So, the next time I brought my grandmother to the polyclinic, I specifically asked the receptionist for a doctor who could speak Malay. The doctor was better the second time I accompanied her.
Also went KL for a week, a short break I must say. I like going KL because I get to do the planning; where to stay, where to go, drawing maps on places I'm interested to go, and having a list of food I want to eat. I'm glad my other cousins went down to my grandmother's place when I was in KL. KL is a food haven because there are many foodstuffs in Spore that is not halal, is halal there. Besides, food is cheap. My father likes the kampung style food there, especially the urap (traditional salad originated from Indonesia I think) and the barbecued stingray at Jln Masjid India.
What I like about KL is the unorderly manner of the city. Ok, I must be mad.. but I'm appreciating the fact that the pavement tiles are not even like Spore; there's some stones jutting out and some broken. The fact that there are an ecclectic mix of shophouses and modern buildings at their 'Orchard Road', (the Bukit Bintang area), and that the trains are a total madness to take because they are owned by three different companies and therefore the railway tracks are not connected. What I mean is that to change train, say from jurong east to go to orchard is not merely just alighting at raffles place, crossover and hopping on to the train that is going on the opposite direction; it means going out of the station itself and walking quite a distance (5-7mins) to another train station owned by another company, which then brings u to ur destinated place. There is no central station such as raffles place which connect all the railway tracks owned by the 3 companies. The train fares are paid separately too. So, it's actually more expensive to take the train when you have four people. The taxi is a more economical choice but be careful though about taxi drivers who do not follow the taxi meter. I loved the orderly life but sometimes you get bored so a change is needed I guess. We stayed at Melia Hotel which is conveniently located at Bukit Bintang and a great retreat for an orderly 'existence' after witnessing the landscape and taking the trains.
Until the next posting, congratulations to all my friends who had graduated. I'm in the midst of writing my resume and cover letter too. Got to go... my mum asking me to go to the market with her.