Thursday, November 21, 2013
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
This was a really nice day, taken when we were leaving Pullman Putrajaya post-teambuilding session.
I wanna make more blog posts like this now.
On a different note, it's the official month for Breath Cancer Awareness and KLCC is bathed in pink lights at night. Need to go there soon!
A gross thing to know is that I always used to find it so adorable whenever Caramel, my cat, licked my hands or face, until I saw her licked my other cat's ass. Now I just swat her away whenever she's about to pounce on my fingers. Yuckkkk.
Thursday, September 26, 2013
A. Chicken and salad with broccoli
- Honey, salt, black pepper, garlic and light soy sauce (chicken marinade)
- Salad leaf - iceberg, cherry tomato, baby carrots
- Marinade the chicken with the chicken marinade, leave for 5 - 10 minutes
- Place the chicken in a microwave-safe container
- Whack the chicken into the microwave for 4 - 8 mins, depending on the size, skin side down
- Turn it the other way, pour the sauce all over the chicken, and microwave it for another 4 - 8 minutes
- Leave to chicken to cool while you cut your salad
- Pour the chicken gravy/sauce all over your salad (you can add olive oil a little if you want to)
- Place chopped broccoli in microwave-safe container with just a bit of water (like maybe 1 cm of water height) - add a pinch of salt to the water
- Whack the broccoli in the microwave for 1 minute
- Serve chicken, broccoli and salad on a plate.
- Honey, salt, black pepper, garlic and light soy sauce (chicken marinade)
- Salad leaf - add rockets, buttercrunch, cherry tomato, baby carrots and Japanese cucumbers
- Tomato pasta sauce
- Pasta - preferably tube-shaped ones
- Salad dressing - olive oil, mustard, brown sugar, lemon or apple cider vinegar, salt
- Cook pasta in a rice cooker - make sure to add a little salt in the water, and put a lot of water - might take a while.
- Cook the chicken following the instructions for the chicken from recipe A - once it's cold, tear apart chicken meat with fingers
- Heat up tomato pasta sauce - any one, preferably with basil-based (if you can't find a sauce with basil, just buy the normal one and add fresh basil leafs, even better) - in a microwave-safe container for 1 minute and a half.
- Bung in cherry tomatoes (with just a bit of water) into the microwave for 40 seconds
- Chop up the salad leafs
- Make the salad dressing while you're waiting - just bung everything into a bowl and whisk it using a fork
- Drain the pasta water - add in olive oil and mix it around the drained pasta
- Add in the heated tomato pasta sauce
- Add in chicken
- Add in microwaved cherry tomatoes
- Stir and mix the food
- Garnish with chopped rocket leaves
- Serve salad with dressing on the side
Saturday, September 21, 2013
It's a sign you are meant to be when you have the following conversation:
Him: Omg baby, did you know Vin Diesel plays Dungeons and Dragons?
Him: I have more respect for the man.
Him: Yup, makes him legit.
Me: Ooh speaking of Vin Diesel, I dreamt that The Rock and I met overseas, and we fell in love overnight, and the next morning we were packing our luggage to fly back to Malaysia and Vin Diesel comes and asks which of my friends he can hook up with...
It's just fate, baby.
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
Monday, July 15, 2013
Wednesday, July 10, 2013
Him: What do you think puasa is about?He actually made me realize that this whole month of Ramadan is a chance for me to reflect on myself, my actions and intentions. That this month is not just about not eating, but the thoughts and ideas going on in my head.
Me: Hmm I guess it means to refrain yourself from letting anything enter your body from sunset until sunrise.
Him: Okay, what about sex, or masterbation? Do you think it's alright for a guy to do it during puasa?
Me: Of course that's wrong!
Him: Why is it wrong? You're not putting anything in yourself, kan?
Me: Because you're not supposed to. Because that's just weird. You're suppose to fast from that too. From the less innocent things.
Him: Aha, so now you realize it's not just about food, right?
I don't pray much, but after sahur (breakfast) I felt the need to pray. There was just an overwhelming need to submit myself to Him. I feel the change inside of me, to become a better Muslim. I hope the month of Ramadan will help guide me, and I hope to pray at all times. And this time, there's no syaitan to blame if I waver from praying. It's all on me.
In Islam, fasting for a month is an obligatory practice during the holy month of Ramadan, from fajr (dawn), until the maghrib (dusk).Muslims are prohibited from eating, drinking (including water), and engaging in sexual activity. They are also encouraged to temper negative emotions such as anger and addiction. Fasting in the month of Ramadan is one of the Pillars of Islam, and thus one of the most important acts of Islamic worship. By fasting, whether during Ramadan or other times, a Muslim draws closer to God by abandoning bodily pleasures, such as food and drink. This makes the sincerity of their faith and their devotion to God (Arabic: Allah) all the more evident.
Muslims believe that fasting is more than abstaining from food and drink. During the sacred month of Ramadan, believers strive to purify body and soul and increase their taqwa (good deeds and God-consciousness). This purification of body and soul harmonizes the inner and outer spheres of an individual.Happy fasting to all during this holy and blessed month!
Friday, July 5, 2013
Shrug it off and move on with your life.
Lucky for us, the next stop was Kek Lok Si Temple, which was just a five minutes drive away from the train. After much confusion, we ended up to a cluster of colorful temples amidst the hills of Penang. I'll show why you need to make a pit stop at this beautiful temple.
In 2002, a 30.2m bronze statue of the Kuan Yin was completed and opened to public. It replaced the previous white plaster Kuan Yin statue which was damaged due to a fire a few years earlier. The bronze statue is located on the hillside above the pagoda while the head of the previous statue which survived the fire is preserved and placed on the right hand corner of the new statue.Kuan Yin is the Goddess of Mercy, which can also be regarded as Avalokitheshvara, Bodhisattva of Universal Compassion.
The Kek Lok Si Temple (simplified Chinese: 极乐寺; traditional Chinese: 極樂寺; Pe̍h-ōe-jī: Ki̍k-lo̍k-sī; Penang Hokkien for "Temple of Supreme Bliss" or "Temple of Sukhavati") is a Buddhist temple situated in Air Itam in Penang and is one of the best known temples on the island. It is the largest Buddhist temple in Southeast Asia. The temple is heavily commercialised with shops at every level and inside the main temple complexes.
There was so many nooks and crannies to be explored, along with the beautiful views of Penang on top of the hill. It's definitely worth a stop, especially if you're someone who respects religion, and appreciate the beauty of the architecture.
Saturday, June 29, 2013
"Junee, don't be shocked. But your grandfather has passed away. Come back to kampung."
When the Prophet Muhammad's own son died, he said: "The eyes shed tears and the heart is grieved, but we will not say anything except which pleases our Lord."
Loss and grief is part of the test. When a person encounters loss or grief, it actually a test, which Allah is putting us through. Allah says, " Be sure, We shall test you through fear and hunger, some loss in goods or lives or the fruits (of your toil) but glad tidings to those who patiently persevere." - [Surah Baqarah, Chapter 2, Verse 155]
Wednesday, June 19, 2013
And we'll never be royals,
It don't run in our blood,
That kind of lux just ain't for us,
We crave a different kind of buzz
- Lorde; Royals
And at the end of the day, which one will last forever? The three-hundred-ringgit worth of lobster in your stomach that you'll churn out anyway, or the memories that the finest restaurant can't give you?
Tuesday, June 18, 2013
God, why wasn't I born skinny? I'd cry and wept as I prayed to him. My mom's words cut into my heart, jagged and sharp, as she screamed at me and poked me and said, "gemoklah, pergi jog" (Malay for you're too fat, go and jog). I felt right there and then as if she had just branded my forehead with the word FAT.
My trembling fingers found their way to the back of my throat, and I purged. I purged all the food I ate, cried again because I felt so fat. I felt confused. I thought I was born this way. But people were telling me I'm not supposed to be this way.
Because I had thin legs but I had big boobs and arms. I felt it was too skanky for me to wear anything short. Other girls pulled it off effortlessly, if I wore it, with my giant boobs, I would redden when guys leered at me. Or did that ugly screeching sound where they pursed their lips and made wet raspberries. Guys would lick their fingers in front of me, or grabbed their crotch. I felt so weirded out. I was ashamed of my own body. I was ashamed of myself.
She told me it'd be nice to be healthier for my then-boyfriend. I agreed. I signed up for one year, and man, I worked my ass off there. Stairmaster, rpm, cardio, weights, you name it, I did it. A pompous peacock prick of an instructor told me, "you ni dah cantik, tapi you lagi cantik kalau you kurus. Train dengan I la!" Whatever. I did the bodytones. My body was changing. My boobs still remained.
Yep, the one who invited me to the gym.
They had an affair to remember. What a fool I was! Of course he would cheat on me! Who the fuck wouldn't? She had a hot body, he had mentioned once that if he was ever to do a threesome it would be with me and her. Haha, what a guy, huh?
I dumped that ex. I changed jobs, picked up my jogging regime, did weights at home,
And now, I'm with someone who makes me feel so beautiful. That when I'm in the room, I'm the most beautiful person he sees (I know it sounds vain, but yes, it really feels like that). But that's a plus. He tells me all the time that I'm sexy, and I feel it too.
The world's no longer a bitter shade of black for me. It's not gloomy anymore. I used to hide behind frumpy clothes but now I wear what clings to my skin. Sometimes I look in the mirror and say to myself, "you look beautiful today". It makes you glow with confidence. That glow is the one that actually makes you more beautiful. A stranger looks at you and says, "wow, this girl is smiling, her smile is so sexy". Ask anyone, whether you're more attractive with a smile or a frown on your first. They will always say the former!
You have to realize that you don't have to be tall, or short, or skinny, or fat, to feel sexy. You just have to feel good about yourself. Because that is what makes you sexy.
It took a long time for me to be at ease with myself. I'm still short. I'm still frumpy. I'll never have perfect hair. Or spotless skin. I'll always have the right front teeth longer than the left. My legs will never straighten. I have scars on my legs. But I'm okay with that. And so should you.