Lately

Lately, I've nothing much to say,
it's hard to keep up with the pace.

Will I still be me?
Is that how things should be?

Peering at the yonder,
I could only sigh and wonder.

Hither and thither,
I prayed for an answer.

Wishing time will fly,
and keep my tears dry.


*the random scribbler*

Senseless?

The Herculean effort of making the way to that cold deserted castle, to catch a glimpse of the unwanted rag doll... the prince's action spoke volumes. There may be no emotions on the rag doll's steely expression, it being a toy and couldn't express anything at all, save for sitting silently in that cobweb-infiltrated corner... its heart yearning longingly for that pair of warm hands to tenderly lift it up and away from that murky past...

The heart is a strange place. Constantly deluging humans in a myriad of colourful spells. Enchanted, we walk into the maze.. upright positive we can make our ways out. As we delve deeper, we get sucked into the puzzling pathways. At times, we stood rooted to a spot . Out of fear, for a breather, pondering for the next step or even enthralled by some philosophies on the walls.

Some may find their ways out faster, others linger longer... because they feel an affinity for the maze, the spells... as much mind-boggling as they are. The exact feeling of being alive when one gets enveloped by the spells.. from exhilaration to deep pain and suffering. It beats keeping a clear mind and always exacting a cool rationality.. because life is not a series of clear lines where we can always pre-empt how our controlled actions can give us the best consequence. Lines are blurred and stepped over constantly..

My belief may differ from yours, because I chose to let my feelings take over me.. It may not enjoyable at all each time, but i think this is what makes me human. I crave for comforting words sometimes, instead of sound-minded rational advice.. because my nerves long to be soothed before rationale can set in.

I don't make sense at all, do I?

Lonesome Mid-Autumn

I have not laid my hands on a lantern for an immense long time. Mid-Autumn comes but once a year.. From young, I'd always taken for granted that every Chinky celebrates this fairylight festival. It was only after I descended my steps upon this roaring city that I found out that Mid-Autumn is a rather muted affair (judging by the amount of residences that I could scour for lanterns hanging in the front porch), save for the fierce competition among mooncake sellers for an opportune piece of the lucre.

This year's Mid-Autumn will be just me alone. From some of my friends, i got to know that the festival has no significant meaning for them. For many, it's just another mundane day. It's hard for me to acknowledge this fact because I was brought up celebrating this festival with my family, relatives and other kids around the neighbourhood with the usual family gatherings, lantern hanging or even a small barbecue if budget allows. It was just another perfect reason for everyone to gather together, and bonding just occurs naturally under an invisible cape hovering over everyone.

I won't be able to spend the day with even the person I've long considered family here tonight due to vehement considerations about my schedule tomorrow. Suddenly, morning classes appears to be a hateful hassle.. Forgive me, I'm just griping in a moment of pent-up frustration. Morning classes have been great so far, only for tomorrow.... the particular one day that made me so torn between enjoyment, love and duty.

All these stirred up that old reclusive feeling residing inside some hidden nook in that battered heart. Though I've been invited by friends to a mini poolside celebration, I've pretty much made up my mind not to go. Somehow, it just doesn't feel the same without family around.

The hollow void echoes silently...


I want to play lanterns with you. *sad*

Stressed

Met Amon-Rae in the lift just now. Have always been fascinated by Rae's gentle voice. Bet Rae's current or future partner will simply melt in Rae's presence.

I'm not blogging much today. Kinda stressed up for tomorrow's paper. Actually finished studying quite early but am panicking now because I couldn't seem to retain much of the information. Couldn't even pace myself to enjoy kayu's presence earlier on. It was impossible to keep my mind off from worrying.

Stressed.

Shine on me, lucky stars. (if you really exist)

Bohemian Rhapsody~

All of a sudden, I wish to throw away all my mundane troubles... and indulge in a spot of imaginary bliss... imagining I'm a bohemian princess, adorned in coloured tassels and a long flowy skirt, bare feet and twirling on my toes, basking in sweet-smelling nature under the cool evening.. my skin awashed with lush yellow light from the setting sun.. playfully kicking up the scattered autumn leaves, and humming to that lilting bohemian rhapsody....

It seems that everyone's free time will be spent in the lab from now onwards. A "Where ya heading after class?" will be greeted by a gruff reply, "Lab." The lifeless and chemical odour-inundated biotech lab (we call it the aquarium lab for obvious reasons) is the second home to many. Nothing there is edible lest you want to commit acute suicide, period.

The food lab on the other hand is the melting pot of various food concoctions. Yes, almost anything you grab there will be edible. At times, one can get suffocated when all the food smells merge in a symphony of smell. Then, it is hell. I come home with oil fume-perforated hair everyday. I do love the 'Grease' movie & musical, but I hate grease on my hair.

Today's waiting for the nuggets to set was excruciating painful because waiting.. is.. simply.. painful. Heh. Sorry for not offering a better adjective, I'm still kinda befuddled after sitting aimlessly in the lab and inhaling too much oil fume. The entire tray of minced chicken did not set overnight, hence we changed to another freezer. To while time away, I helped Wi Yee and Kosasih shell their overnight-dried mung beans. Poor Wi Yee had her Nikes stolen from the lab yesterday. Ouch.

I brought home Christy Phang's jam today. It's a mixture of jujube, longan and other stuffs I could not identify. This bottle turned out more syrupy than jammy, so I made water with it in the lab today and tapau the whole bottle home. Tasted like air mata kucing wey.. sedap~ Maybe Christy should change her thesis title to making syrups instead. hee hee.

No one goes hungry in the food lab. The whale (the same whale in Teh Fly's blog, though i duno why it's named "whale") made dessert today, green bean soup with sago and santan. The green beans were contributed by Kosasih and Wi Yee. Then there's also fried nuggets from KS and me. And jam from Christy.

Shower time... minna, ja~

'Feels great to be home,
A place to call my own.
Even though I may be alone,
It's still my precious resting dome...'

Cheep!!

We did our 2nd trial of producing chicken nuggets today. This time, we opted not to pre-bake it and instead decided to let it chill for 2 hours. Alas, the meat did not set. Hence we made a decision to leave it in the freezer till class ends tomorrow.

Got the chicken from Tesco today because Giant is outta chicken breast meat. Lo and behold, Tesco is offering 1 kilogram at 11 bucks wey... freaking 4 bucks cheaper than blardy Giant. Rugi betul yesterday... Compare both, Tesco is way cheep cheep.... so buh bye Giant~

Today, we added 2 teaspoonfuls of salt to the minced meat. It turned out a tad too salty. Kesian my darling guinea pigs all. Ooch... Shall reduce the salt next time round! Added 1 teaspoon of rosemary powder too with 1 teaspoon of ground black pepper. Overall, the seasonings did a great job masking the chicken-ish smell. Pheeww... I've never dislike the poultry stank so much before. Lolx!

KS reckon she'll stay away from chicken for the time being. She self proclaims to be a pork lover. Hidup Bak Kut Teh~ Heh..

Till tomorrow.... Ja~

Nuggets Galore!

KS & me made a tray of nuggets this afternoon enough to feed a battalion. The first trial of our nuggets can be considered a success. Will be experimenting with another different method tomorrow. Careen said we could do with more spices. Stickx and Teh Fly said it was a bit oily, but overall it was pretty juicy and delicious.

hee~ happiness..

Contaminated

A video not to be missed!

Short note

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"Contaminated" is the name. Check it out!

I am awed.

Not alone

I often lingered long in thoughts that I'll endup being the lone outcast who'll embark on a journey different from the path I've chosen. Sharing thoughts with a friend today had me slightly astounded albeit I shouldn't be, that I'm not the solitary individual who gets entangled in that sticky web... because she too shared the exact same sentiments.

Prospects suddenly doesn't seem too bright when one only has a general degree in this field. Nevertheless, we both came to a mutual conclusion that we will not stray too far away from food. It is still something that we'll always have close to our hearts.

Drats to the horrible flu. Missed the morning class today. The headache that hounded me last night is annoying too. It's back again today... especially when I cock my head at certain angles. And those are regular angles.. meaning I'll have constant niggling headaches for the rest of the day?

Just g..r..e..a..t.., ain't it?

Focus.... focus... *chants mantra*

Resurrection

Good Samaritan Nain performed a delicate surgery on my comatose laptop yesterday. During the whole process, spunkz heart was palpitating so hard as she stood by observing. It was time consuming as my laptop's RAM was on the low end (128 nia -_-") and we had to wait for ages to back-up the files, transfer them, and load the programmes again.

Heaved a huge sigh of relief when the surgeon proclaimed my lappy fit for use again. I'm very grateful that the obsolete gadget has regained consciousness now even though it badly needs an upgrade.

Nain suggested I trade in my ancient POJ of 5 years for a new 1, he reckoned getting an upgrade's not really worth it. Also said I ought not settle for less than Rm500. Nonetheless, I'm in an arid financial state now. So am not contemplating on that issue first. For the moment, I need to get a copy of Microsoft Office installed so I can start messing around my homework.

Meanwhile, I'm still in the office. I guess living on a life of borrowed pcs isn't bothering me so much anymore. hehe. Special thanks to Nain for his tall as Everest help and not charging me a single cent! And truck loadsful of appreciation to babibu for getting hold of Nain for me... thank you, baby :)

Both me and babibu are feeling under the weather today. I have a leaky nose and he has a splitting headache since cock crow. Blues. Nevertheless, we're still keeping afloat all these negative aura by mutual support of prancing around and the usual goofs. Oh boy, I'm beginning to develop some awfully horrendous sneezes. I think the whole room rumbles when I haa...haaa...haaaaa-chiew!

By the way, got away with some steals at the flea market today. I have no immunity towards those exquisite little trinkets on display at jaw-dropping prices. Moreover, most are one of a kind species that you won't be caught dead in, adorning the same thing as someone else.

If you have nothing on your hands on a leisurely weekend, why not get those feet shuffling to Amcorp's flea market? It sends one right back to their childhood days again, as eyes go agog and mouths agape at the bountiful oddities, rarities and oldies...

Melting moments

Bliss~

Tea and scones,

with butter, whipped cream and strawberry jam

Fresh strawberries swimming in a sea of yoghurt, drizzled with generous servings of honey

Belgian waffle,

flanked by whipped cream,

melted chocolate & fresh strawberries

Mini burgers

Mini burgers we made for icy land getaway ;p

Couldn't open my eyes yet in the wee hours

Tagged

Rules

• Each blogger must repost these rules.
• Each blogger have to rant 8 random facts/habits of themselves.
• List 5 ppl to be tagged.
• Drop by their blog and let them know that they've been "TAGGED!".

8 Facts About spunkz..

1. I adore websterku. Isn't that obvious?
2. Food fetish. Not foot.
3. Abhors liars. But who's not one?
4. Likes nice lingerie. Sex-aye~
5. Can and will marry books. Nerd.
6. Likes to learn different languages. Beacause it makes me feel smart.
7. Revels in anything black. Slimming effect. I'm fat, so what?
8. Has a secret stash of ciggie, all unlit. Hmm.

There you go :)

Now... to Tag who ler?

Any random 5 people who'd gladly be tagged la. tee hee heez

New day, new me

teatime I miss~

frothy cappucino foam,

emanating that coffee fragrance~

sheer decadence~

Sitting in the computer lab, and remniscising the good ol' teatime crumbies that made me swoon into a cookie convert. For the time being, I'll just make do with the library's computer to resume blogging. And do stuff. Like today's homework: "The Difference between a Nutritionist and Dietitian".

Whaddaya know.. the dictator's an ardent Volkswagon fan. Heard that bit from Cass before but it sort of slipped off my mind. Pardon me, but it's been ages. Heh. Turns out I like the way the dictator preaches. Because she stimulated that mouldy cabbage of mine residing in the egg shell up there to think. Pangs of regret why she hadn't taught us earlier during the first year. We might all have already turn out to be brilliant students AND mini dictators.

Pity the cabbage's almost mushing now. Need to revive that because my fave teacher says: The Past does not equal to the Future. <--- (semangat berbara disebabkan semester baru bermula...maklumlah)

Housemate called last night to say the fridge is leaky and asked "Does I wants to chips ins 60 ringgits for a new fridge?" followed by "It's okays if you duns wans , you knows.."

..........

Duh.

Of course i don't want la.. but because you friggin put it like that wey, how am I to reject... Besides, I still need to stay there and use that friggin fridge which both that blardy house-scouter and you said comes with the house so it kinda makes me feel like not paying again but i feel very bad if i don't chip in... sien.

The life of a student with little disposable income ishh harsh. Ooch.

Still alive

spunkz is still alive & kicking. However, the laptop remains in ER though. Which explains why I haven't been updating at all. Even in johor, the house pc denied me... it wouldn't freakin work.

Some sort of modem error message kept flashing up whenever I made an effort to go online. Till the day I was supposed to come back to kl, it suddenly sprang into life in my sister's hands.

The irony...

Hey folks, sorry if I haven't been keeping in touch all this while. Wanted some selfish me time alone to ponder imponderables. I think I'm officially more anti social than Teh Fly now. lolx.

Anisa dear, I'll complete the TAG once my laptop's up & running again k? hee. sorry for the delay. hugx to all friends who took the time to check out ma dingy blog from time to time. Hope to return to complete blogging mode soon!

P.S : i miss you too, sayang~ see ya in class!