Tuesday 30 October 2007

Drained

The curtains were finally pulled across when Finals ended last Thursday... so had classes. It's going to get irritating if I start waxing lyrical all over again about missing everyone & classes.. therefore, I'm zipping up.

I've restarted thesis lab again yesterday. I didn't know lab zaps away so much energy. I come home every day feeling extremely drained.. semua vital energy gone sia.

Yesterday, Bubu bear woke me up for supper. But my eyelids were too heavy to be lifted up by themselves. Poor Bubu bear ended up feeding me the cheese cake spoonful by spoonful.. Bubu bear also made me drink the cold milk. I drank halfway and almost dozed off again, still clutching the glass in my hands.

Had a great weekend back at BP. Ate oodles of goodies including fishball noodles, econ noodles from my fave stall, grandma's cooking, stewed duck..blablabla. Oh, everyone do try the new Cornetto McFlurry! I shared the choc one with my 2 sisters, 3 thumbs up! hee hee.. By the way,I even experienced porcupine meat ala rendang style at a Raya open house. It tastes like..... chicken a lil on the tough side. There were other great food too, though I was too busy eating than taking pictures. =P hee hee..


Pretty after meal morsels


Laksa Johor (new style, with spaghetti)


Endless satays all day long

Decided to menyibuk just before I catch my bus back to KL. Went to give my nieces support at their dancing competition in the local shopping complex. They did a cowboy dance... cute gila~~ Lee Lynn was a winner in my heart with her confident smile as she gracefully led the other kids in the dance with her steps.

Back at KL opposite the Pudu Raya bus station, I saw this exuberant young boy cheeking everyone who passes by his mama's stall. They were peddling socks at the sidewalk. Couldn't help smiling at his spirit and energy as he raced out of his mum's stall suddenly, reaching out his tiny hand to 2 pretty foreigner ladies, totally unabashed. He wasn't asking for alms, in case you're thinking so. He was just making a friendly gesture of wanting to shake their hands, that's all.



Life may be harsh,
it's how you live it that makes a difference. :)

Friday 19 October 2007

Security issue

I am flying off on ma old faithful broomstick to attend a Witches Convention in Goodness-Knows-Where Land, in conjunction with the upcoming All Hallow's Eve. In lieu with my absence, I've left my blog's security in the safe hands of ma good pal...

Crazy Frog
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so... dun play play aahh..

Tuesday 16 October 2007

Foody-licious Weekend!

It has been an eventful weekend, beginning from Friday night itself. The Kuku's bought enough crabs to fill an entire fish tank. Nutters!! I estimated the crabs to be around 17 kg, as 1 kg amounted to RM 16. Because Uncle Peter told me he spent around RM 270 for that.

Blurry image of the crabs in the fish tank

So we had a 4-day crab fiesta all thanks to babibu Web for sponsoring the whole deal. Friday was "Crab ala Kam Heong" style (by Uncle Peter), Saturday was Baked Crab (by Auntie Grace), Sunday was Lemak Crab (by Uncle Peter again), and Monday was Butter Crab (by Michelle KuHitam aka Shelly)!

Joyous Raya descended upon us on Saturday. As soon as Princess B and Princess N safely reached the Ku Residence, everyone trooped to Uncle Ali Khan & Auntie Zarina's at Bangsar for the yearly open house celebrations! Auntie Zarina's food were lip-smacking as always, with the delicacy mango chutney making its rare appearance. Too bad I didn't have time to take some snaps of the delicious spread. On the other hand, Ali's Angels (Shereen, Shanaaz & Sophie) never fail to impress me with their beautiful designs and decorations in and out of the house.



Midway through the open house, babibu and me had to excuse ourselves and speed off to Plaza Damas to meet up with our former SCB colleague for a lunch appointment. As norm, we hopped off to where else but Paddington's House of Pancake! Babibu jadi Boss again.. hee hee. Look at what we had there:

Chunky fries for everyone!

Chipolata rolls for our kiddo bro, Sean

My main, Blini with minced chicken and tomatoes

Mami YY's main, American style with beef bacon, sunny side up egg ++

Babibu's choice of dollar pancakes
with ice cream, blueberries, banana, strawberries,
grated coconut, crushed nuts and maple syrup
(with a generous dollop of choc at the side)!

The food craze did not wane at all on Sunday even after 2 days of sinful gluttoning. Shortly after Uncle Peter took charge and whipped up a storm in the kitchen... Taa-daa~


Lunch was Fragrant Nasi Lemak accompanied by to-die-for Chicken Rendang, Kangkung Belacan, and Lemak Crab... We also had leftover Garlic Rice Balls from breakfast which was unbelievably tasty whether eaten on its own or with some ginger + onion + garlic pounded chilli. Lunch was served next to the garden, enabling us to enjoy the natural breeze on that relaxing Sunday. Actually I did not touch the crab at all on that day as a result of still jelak-ing from 2 days of crab. hehe.

Princess B had earlier announced on arrival that she wanted to bake 50 muffins for her lecturers and friends. Henceforth, we drag our lazy asses to Carrefour to get the ingredients before lunch. This is what we bakas did there... hur hur hur~

The dainty witches

The smoochy brown witch

And of course, we had no recipes at all due to the last minute informing. So we did exactly what the advent of modern technology would have encouraged us to do. Take pictures of a recipe from a recipe book in the store.. ehehe...



Muffin production took us almost a whole day, right up till dinner time. The first 3 attempts went awry...


That is until gung-ho chef Auntie Grace could not bear hiding her amusement observing us 3 lab rats struggling, knowingly what went wrong all the time. And Uncle Peter, the Mighty Whisker, decided to step in too..



And thanks to Gracie's saving grace... *chucklez*


Look at the melting marshmallows
and choc chippies..



Voila~


Mother of all Muffins!!


We could finally rest in peace....

Friday 12 October 2007

Wong Kok Happenings

I didn't know Wong Kok Char Chan Teng so terrer de... They have Roger Kwok Chun On as their brand ambassador! First envoy some more, kononnya.. Promo promo, sure got stop by a lot of Wong Kok restaurant de.. so spunkz doing On Chai fans a favour. Here's the schedule!

Kwok's meet-the-fans sessions will be at:

  • Cheras Leisure Mall (8pm Friday) *tonight!!*
  • IOI Mall, Puchong (1pm Saturday)
  • SS2, PJ (7.30pm Saturday)
  • City Square, Johor Baru (2pm on Sunday)
Hehe.. though I'm not really a fan of either Wong Kok's food or Roger. (I do think he's rather adorable as Ah Wong~)




Minna, ja~

Thursday 11 October 2007

Final class

More sepets as promised~

Portrait beautiful Kimmy!


Hin Yip *ZzZz*


Exhausted Ah Ping Ping~


Cass, the random person, and Teh Fly!

Wow... I attended the FINAL class of my uni life today. From today onwards, I won't be stepping into any classrooms or lecture halls anymore (that is until the last VIVA anyways). No more hogging the back benches, no more squinting to see the white board, no more furious scribbling of notes, no more cat-naps, no more paying attention (or not!) to what is being taught, no more playing truant, no more hushed whispers with friends and the jokes we so often crack at the back of classes... The feeling's simply indescribeable. A dull ache hangs somewhere, taking place of something else that has resided long there but now null and void.

So many "Do you remember?" moments are whizzing through my mind now. Do you remember the time when we'd open fire at Swishy Hair, sighed in desperation at Babariah & good friend Fuziah, kepala pusing with Prof Kwan's notes, sat tentatively for Miss Tan's Food Engineering paper, groaned in agony at our Marketing/ Physics/ IT marks, admire appreciatively at Miss Patricia's beautifully carved face, struggling to understand Dr IvanHoe's jokes, do imitations of Dr Chan's languorous drawl, bummed around with the lab techs, snuck a cosy chat with Dr Lee after lab sessions, crowd around Mr Raju who enjoys our company, detect hickeys on newly married lab tech Sheila, ogle at Mr Patrick's voluptuous behind...the list is simply endless..and that was without touching on our horrendous lab antics.

Those were only the tip of the iceberg, a tiny part from almost 3 years of fond memories stored in a deep crag beneath the depths of the heart, something even Father Time would not be able to erase.. I pray that these precious memories will not fade away from my mind, even after years I'd have left uni life.

On hind note, we sepets scuttled off before anyone could catch us for the class photo this morning. Tsk tsk tsk.. talk about camaraderie. No semangat together-gether at all. Haha! Sorry... scooting's our specialty, after almost 3 years of solid training in uni, escaping from scarily boring lecturers. Well, this is not the end of us yet anyway. We still have a few more months of thesis work to be buried in.

Really looking forward to those days when the sepets are up hand-in-hand in action again! For now, we'll just content ourselves with our grand surprise plan on tuesday and the zoo trip on wednesday. Of course, how can I forget our unscheduled food trip? *winkx* Oi kimmy, I just remembered... aren't we supposed to have a BBQ dinner at your place some day????


Tuesday 9 October 2007

Breaking fast

I just joined my dashing housemate from Bangladesh & 35 other friends of his in breaking fast at our house. What an interesting experience! Dear Shaown invited me to a simple fast-breaking meal of 2 dates and a bowl of juicy watermelons. Prayers was held shortly after.

While blogging now, I can smell the whiff of fragrant briyani rice wafting through the place. :) It's nice to experience a different culture other than my own for a change, with everyone practicing respect and tolerance to each other's culture. Malaysia is indeed a melting pot of various colourful cultures, blending together ever so harmoniously.

oOoO.. Shaown just passed me a plate of delicious looking rice with acar, chicken and egg...

Yum!

sO peepz...Taa~

Time flies

Last class of Nutrition & Metabolism today, leaving only Nutrition and Diseases the sole subject left for this supposedly last semester of studying. Time sure flies. Seems like yesterday we were just griping about the tonnes of labs, reports, assignments and homework and how much we dislike classes. Bet some of us have started to wish time will pass slower now.. I know I will.

Because I've grown rather fond of my sepet mates (I'm quite abashed, saying this), learned to enjoy attending the classes with them, the crap we guffawed at, grouses we poured on each other, sharing of some of our innermost feelings, the daily looking-forward to food, food and more food between classes, the playful spats we exchanged with each other, sampat name-calling, shopping and grocery trips we made, jokes we crack on others expenses... there's just so much to look forward to each day with the sepets. It won't be long before we'll all tread on different life paths.. with diminished contact and shared laughter..

Well, all the more we should enjoy ourselves to the fullest whatever we have now, just to make sure our youth is not wasted! :)

Flowers in full bloom will not last forever..

Veering away from that topic, Roseline indeed sprang a surprise on us today. She got probiotic-loaded Vitagen for the class! Sweet~ Her little gesture will definitely have her in my mind as long as the old cabbage patch works. Hehe, she's already made her presence felt on top of my fave lecturer's list. Our assignment was returned with the quaintest remark ever that had us laughing so hard today. She actually commented on the paper that our uni logo was "so big!". She's priceless! :)

I finally managed to borrow a copy of the latest Potter book. With tallest thanks to Alvin Choo Choo Train. I've forgotten which was the last book I'd read and when was the last time I'd had the liberty to read a story book. Which reminds me I actually have an e-book "God's Debris" collecting cobwebs in a folder. Kept forgetting about it. Must make a point to start on it after I'm done with this book. It's written by Dilbert's creator, Scott Adams. Presumably an interesting read, according to the source I downloaded it from.

Before I end the post for now, here're some of the sepet peepz. :) Will post other sepets too once I get more snapshots.



From top to bottom, Kelvin, Cass & Sylvie


Monday 8 October 2007

Fat Determination

The sepets made a new discovery today, led by head foodie Cass.

Baby $#!Te + Ingestion = Smart child

Go figure.

Everyone had a field day running around the lab in shorts and skirts with calipers and measuring tapes, all with the aim of determining each other's body composition.


The pinchy calipers


Ouch!
Ya gotta hold the calipers @ 90 degrees.
Pinch the flab & measure.


The measuring tape, a girl's dreaded moment of truth


Hot bod Cass with The Omron body fat analyzer


The lab posers, spunkz & Teh Fly

Sunday 7 October 2007

Blessed

I just got back from hometown one hour ago. Had an interesting time lugging all my stowaways from home. One plastic bag broke before I reached the elevator. The one my beloved mama said:"Don't worry, this bag will not break!" while shaking the bag in my face. Okay, I exaggerated. It was further off. =)

I feel extremely blessed because of the love I received from each and every one of my immediate family members, cousins, granny and others. My mum surprised me with a new phone which I know didn't come cheap, though I'd never asked her for one. I feel really guilty to have made her spend her hard-earned money.

All these while, my mum had to scrimp and save to make ends meet for the family. She's the breadwinner of the family, keeping everyone snug, making sure no stomachs go hungry. Hardly a penny of her hard-earned money did she splurge on herself. I feel even worse when it comes to occasions when she could really use a new garment. She'd look a little sad because she only has her old clothes to turn to while everyone would grace the event with new clothes. Often, she had no qualms using the extra money to buy the little things that caught me and my sister's eyes, and not the deserving piece of blouse or dress that she should have. She is that generous.

Life has not been kind to her, putting her through various tests and obstacles which she gamely tackled. However, not once did she bow down to the immense pressure from the seemingly impossibilities of surviving the harrowing obstacles. Her steely determination to get us all through is a source of inspiration. An inspiration of the love a mother harbours for her children and wanting the best for them.

Which daughter would not pain at the sight of her almost skeletal frame, a result of being constantly working on her feet whole day long. My mum jumps at every opportunity to work on a public holiday, something most people would have shunned at because it was one of those rare opportunities for rest. Public hols to her meant extra income for the family. Though meagre, every penny counts.

Not too long ago, she had iron-deficiency anaemia.. something i suspected was due to her overworked and under-nourished condition. Thankfully, she had since got her platelet count normal again, and I hope she would be able to maintain that. She is someone with the strongest will I'd ever known, and I'm really proud of her. No matter how many lifetimes I'd have to go through, I would like to remain as my mummy's girl, once and always.

Before leaving for hometown, cuzzie Joon and me hopped off to IKEA to get cuzzie Ling some furnitures she'd asked for. Cuzzie Joon got me 2 tall glasses for beverage over there. I was delighted and touched by the gift. He had just started work and it was his way of expressing his cousinly love for the little one here. We'd grown out of our bickering phase and are on more "diplomatic" terms now. hehe. I miss the days when we were staying together again. Still, i know there'll be greater days for us to come.

Back in hometown, granny dearest whipped up a scrumptious spread to welcome every one of her grandchildren who hardly gets to taste her cooking now. Even though the dishes are not what you would get out of a restaurant, we lapped up every morsel with relish because nothing tastes better than homecooked food. She's the awesomest granny ever, 90 years old and still able to beat us youngsters hands down when putting a thread through the needle hole.

Cuzzie Pretty Ann is also another woman of substance despite of her lack of general knowledge. Haha. Her willowy slender figure will have you wondering if she'll crumble at the slightest prodding and pressure. Way wrong, man. She's a hardy lass who works her butt off to get to her position today, none depending on her fluff. She had had more than her fair share of relationship woes, albeit none deserving at all. I hope a good man will come and sweep her off her feet soon, seeing her diligent efforts to go on dates now.

From little, she's always barked at me and still does. She never fails to stuff a few bills in my pockets whenever I get off from her car each time we come back from hometown. I've given up refusing because she's really scary when I do that and looks like she's gonna bite my head off. She'd later add: "Take the money! Next time if I can't get a husband, I may need all of you to support me when I'm old." Hurhur. Righto, you're too beautiful to be missed by a blind man. And I hope he's a good un too. :)

How can I missed out cuzzie Ling here. She's the modern power mummy with a business to run and 3 monstrous kids to care for. Loves cute stationeries and is very generous. Always showering my sisters and me with little gifts. This trip back, she passed 3 of her lovely dresses to me. I'm grateful because this means I can have new clothes without spending any money again.

Last but not least of course are my sisters. They always help me out in so many things amidst protests and grumbles. The atmosphere at home would not be twice as fun without them at all. It's normal for laughters ring aloud in the middle of the night as we exchange jokes and run for cover after a certain someone's fart symphony goes off. And it's already normal for us to get complaints from the grouchy next door neighbour the following day for the noise we made. Hehe. Old man, get used to it... blehh. I don't complain when your cats always run into my house to give birth last time also. And when you so conveniently "take" our garden crops without asking. Period.

Yes... I am blessed. And touched with tears. For all the good everyone had done for me, I hope I can reciprocate back just as much or more... I love you all very much. :)

Peachy~ (=^o^=)

This is a repost of the former post withdrawn on 4/10/2007 (Thursday).

My room resembles a war-stricken zone. Or a hurricane has just swept through it. Notes aplenty, books, magazines, clothes, bags, plastics, toys and other knick-knacks strewn over the bed and floor. My desk on the other hand has become a settling hole for my food, cutleries, bowls and plates. It's hard to imagine how I can live through this mess for the past few days.

Accumulative piling + disorder + procrastination = Pig sty-akin room

Gah. Clean up! Clean up!

I just hung around my handphone for 55 minutes before my credit dried up. First time in history! Uh uh... Before you jump to any conclusions, let me tell you that I ain't on the phone with my boy. Now wondering how much radiation has my brain absorbed.. if I turned kooky 20 over years from now, you will know which single independent incident had caused that. *chuckles*

I'm kinda relieved to have called my bestie, who's back in Ipoh right now. We haven't had a good girlie chat like that for gazillion years. [Love ya, sweetie] :) She asked if I know of any guy friends who's currently single and available because she wants to fall in love. lolx! First thought that struck my mind was.. ta-daaa~ ... Stickx! Okay, solely because he's the only guy I know who's a swinging bachelor. :P

Hung out with a few of the sepets at Old Town Cafe in the morn. Somehow, i feel a warm glow emanating from inside. Haven't been able to truly throw back my hair and enjoy a cushy time with friends till today due to the iffy situation from uni. Well, the last of our assignments have since trundled by and so had our midterms 2 days ago. Furthermore, thesis lab work have receded this week and are expected to stay stagnant till after Finals. Even though this means that we'll be behind schedule, it is a cause to be thankful about because we'll have time to catch up on our grades and for some, their health.

Social life might turn out more interesting than expected soon. Cass will be bringing me to Cat's Whiskers tomorrow together with Butterfly. She also dated me and a few others out on Saturday for the Bass Player's gig at Alexis. Will be hitching a ride from kimmy and kelvin if nothing crops up.

On flashback, Stickx reminded me to control my hormones. Because he said something which my very memory failed to retain and recall at this moment and I retorted back: "I toot! you, den you know!" and hastily added, "VERBALLY only". Sigh. I think I'd better too. Before all the sepets run away and hide from me... *mournful* The crudeness has gotta go, pronto! Mummy will faint right on the spot if she heard what I always spout to that catalyst of mine.

Update on the shocking deaths at Block B: Seems that the 2 deceased overdosed on drugs, not food poisoning as initial rumour went.

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spunkz is feeling happie as a bumble bee~

because:

A. she called her bestie
B. she had a peachy time with the sepets
C. she's blogging airily in her knickers
D. all of the above
E. none of the above


Thursday 4 October 2007

Free Burma!

Free Burma!


Out of support for this cause,

I've withdrawn today's blog post and will update again tomorrow.

Please do your bit for the people of Burma.

Living under the repressive regime of the junta,

their lives are thrown into a standstill.

Even the revered monks have taken to protests

on the cobbled pathway,

knowingly putting their lives on peril

and yet

braving on to uphold long-deserved justice for the people of Burma.

Ponder long and hard,

do they deserve the denial of the same privileges

as enjoyed by Malaysia and other countries?

Should we allow the junta to further stretch their iron grip,

& mire the people of Burma to the dark ages?

Let us pray and hope that the

Saffron Uprising


will succeed in light of

the junta's brutal retaliation to this justice march.

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Dear Malaysians,

To show your support, please check out the following details.

More information can be obtained from this link below:

Solidarity Vigil for Burma

Friday Night

5 October 2007

8 p.m.

KLCC

Entrance nearest to Menara Maxis, opposite Avenue K

Please come to show your solidarity. Please bring candles, candle-holders and banners. Wear your red top too.


“Please use your liberty to promote ours”
- Daw Aung San Suu Kyi, detained Nobel Peace Laureate.

Wednesday 3 October 2007

Blood trail!

That dashing housemate of mine updated me earlier on that 2 Africans apparently died of food poisoning in Block A today. A friend speculated that it might be drugs. But Chitty Chitty Bang Bang housemate of mine said she heard they were good people. She added gore to my imagination, saying there was puke all over the floor. Tinged with blood.

Ahhhh, may they rest in peace.

While waiting for the elevator, I saw a trail of blood leading from one of the elevators to the car park! Got a shock and frantically recalled whether Dashing Housemate said it was Block A or our block. A few other elevator-waiting people looked positively disgusted at the CSI-scene-out of-television-and-now-in-real-life sight. With every possible crime scene whirring through my mind, I stepped tentatively around, avoiding the crimson drops at all cost.

At that very moment, Chitty Chitty Bang Bang housemate coincidentally stepped out of the lift and told me that it was chicken blood. Hurrh??? How did she know??

Unfortunately, the elevator that I was destined to take out of the 3 was the blood splattered one. Doggone it... No harm, I mean. Just that it gave my fertile imagination plenty of interesting thoughts to run around and explore. As the door slid open at my resided floor, I saw the trail continuing in the direction of my residence. Boy oh boy... am i stunned with a sliver of cold sweat down ma neck...

Curious me walked back home, while fervently following the trail in muted excitement. It stopped right opposite my house. Hmm... I dang hope it's real chicken blood.

Perhaps I'm living in the midst of murderers. Haha.

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On a different note, I've recently been commented to be very random. Am I???? I know I'm crude though. Nothing to be proud of, because I'm a girl and girls are freaking supposed to be more reserved in the societal point of view!! Ouch...

Jealousy fits have been flying around these couple of days because an 'incest' is being committed right in front of our eyes. Nyahaha... The male 'pig trotter' must be hot stuff to be able to induce this type of drama. Wait till you see him.... Nyahaha! Well, i suppose everyone sayang that 'pig trotter' very much. Sooo... is he lucky or what? :P

Sayang and me went to check out
-Play- after lunch today. They have a pretty decent array of clothes. I'm a terrible sucker for dresses and I'm so hooked on that pair of shimmery heels! *longing eyes*

Tested out a
pink frock that's too fluffy for my liking. But it looks so sweet on that mannequin... There was another cream coloured number with strategically-placed tiny pleats that creates a slimming effect for the wearer that was a tad too tiny for me. Okay, I'm even more determined to lose weight now! I feel like a huge whale. And it's not even near my period. Lolx!


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I'm acting so blonde today. Shucks.


Tuesday 2 October 2007

Ramblings

It's been some time since I last blogged. Assignments, labs and midterm hogging the time (and yes, my boo too. love my boy too much). Talking about midterm, today's paper was a harrowing experience. I would love to tear my hair out for the bloopers I did. Oh well. It was already a miracle that I managed to go through ALL the notes ever so calmly yesterday + the wee hours in the morning today. I am actually amazed at my ability to have done so, looking back at my unflattering past as a nervous wreck. The procrastination has got to go, seriously...

Surprise visit from an honoured guest today! Went back to uni with ma guest to taste the Sloppy Joes from that CCF stall. My dear guest downed 2 of those plus a hotdog special, terrer sial.. whilst I looked from the side in awe. Irritating dry cough seized my throat hostage for the entire day, and it's still demanding ransom. [mlm + cursing]

Whipped up a fishy dinner tonight as I had the guest over. Am pleased to find out that my marinade worked. Whee~ It's gonna be a keeper for sure though I forgot about the orange juice. And I've made up my mind, chicken bologna ain't even quarter as nice as mr porky! Damn.. I miss babui.

By the way, I just found out that dashing house mate of mine is a Muslim! So, no porky porky business at home because we gotta respect people's religion. Stumbled upon the naked truth when I caught a whiff of his sohor meal this morning. Was still mugging and he had to tempt (though not intentionally) the miserable food-deprived me. Shucks.

*looks at time* I got carried away with blogging, yet again. It's addictive! More than Facebook, if I may compare to my own benchmark. Nyways, time to retire to bed! Oyasumi~