Qing Ming

I know, the date of this post says Sunday, but right now, it is actually Monday. Reason being: My damn internet. But apparently, it was due to the horrendous connection of Singtel. Or so my daddy says. Anyway, today was my last day at Cold Storage. Kinda glad yet sad. Glad I don't have to work. Sad due the sudden pause in the flow of $$$. =p

Anyway, today happens to be Qing Ming 清明节. The occasion where we pay our due respects to our deceased ancestors. Mine was my paternal grandfather. Well, I prefer to call him my granddaddy. He passed away before I could speak much. And if my memory is correct, I remember that during the rites of his funeral, I was dress in some Taoism outfit. I was just a little boy back then. *sighs*

A snap shot of the burning joss sticks

Oh well, the past shall remain where it it. But on a happier note, I woke up early and went to pay my respects. Glad that I did anyway =D.

My grams (his wife, duh!) cooked chicken, roast pork, steamed some paos and made rice balls. So as she was laying the offerings, I was helping to follow the incense paper. And I suddenly wondered: How many people know how to follow this?
That is when I thought to give a tutorial on how to fold this paper gold ingot. =D

Step 1: Fold a triangle on the left side and the same triangle on the right side but in the opposite direction.

Step 2: Next, turn the paper down (with the 2 open triangles facing down), fold the paper in half so that it becomes like the picture below.

Step 3: Fold one of the 2 triangles you see in the picture in half, and tuck in between the 'opening'. see below

Step 4: Fold up the 'opening'.

Step 5: Fold the other triangle in half and...

Step 6: ...tuck it in.

Step 7: At the base, open the bottom so it looks like this...

...and this. The complete paper gold ingot. =D

I think I made at least 30 of them and then my grams said it's okay, just burn the paper like that. Oh well, I hope my granddaddy knows my sincerity in folding them =).
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This is some nonsense email I got. This is about "Mistakes"Enjoy =D

If a barber makes a mistake, It's a


If a driver makes a mistake, It is a
New path

If a engineer makes a mistake, It is a


If parents makes a mistake, It is a


If a politician makes a mistake, It is a


If a scientist makes a mistake, It is a


If a tailor makes a mistake, It is a


If a teacher makes a mistake, It is a


If our boss makes a mistake, It is a
New idea

If an employee makes a mistake, It is a

"Mistake"

STRESS!!!

Souffle

Today was my off day. And this week happens to be my last week working at Cold Storage. The new semester is arriving and before I know it, work (assignments) have managed to worm their way into my life. Just this afternoon, a massive bombshell was dropped upon me. To all AFSN students of TP, please check BlackBoard for further information regarding SIP and our new module Food Safety. Life can't get any better can it?

Anyway, I shall tell more about my fabulous off day. At 11pm yesterday, my internet 'crashed'. It took about 3 hours before I was able to go online again. And in those 3 hours, I did my long-forgotten spring cleaning. Once my connection was back, my eyes were glued to the screen. I actually slept at about 5 plus today. =D

Got up at about 2pm. Heated up some pratas (the frozen kind la and now is my fav!) and began munching. Suddenly, I was in a baking mood and off to make - SOUFFLE! (view picture)


I know I have been saying I am not a photographer, but looking at the picture, I think it speaks for itself =X. Anyway, the procedure is really simple. Ingredients consist of only 3 eggs, 1/2 cup of jam or conserve (apricot, peach but I used some berry jam from IKEA), lemon rind (I didn't use this simply because I was lazy =X) and 1tsp of ground cinnamon powder. Best of all, since jam/conserve is used, no extra sugar was added making this HEALTHY! =D
For the recipe, you can email me. Too lazy to type it out =D

For my lovely iced drink that accompanied this hot dessert was coffee but with a twist: Coffee with a tiny bit of Hennessey.

To make this drink, just make coffee as per usual BUT with a bit more creamer. Add in the alcohol and ... TA-DA! Extremely YUM! =DDD

I hope my pay (though really little) would arrive sooner than I think and then I can enjoy enjoy enjoy!

Beer?

Me, an alcoholic? Who are you trying to kid? Okay, so I think it is high time I face the truth. So I do occasionally drink at home...and at the pubs. That's all, I swear!

The choice of drinks usually revolves around red wine (I've yet to try white wine) and hard liquors (with mixers of cause). The only beer I tried and like is Kilkenny Draught Irish Beer. Creamy froth and bitterness are a good mix.

But as I was walking home, a van that drove passed me caught my attention - http://www.ibrew.com.sg

It definitely got me curious so I rushed home and entered the site to find out.



Print screens of the site. Seems interesting though but since it is a new site, I decided to find out more about how to brew. Scrolling and finding, I soon chance upon http://www.homebrewandbeer.com/ingredients.html

The ingredients needed for a normal brew are malted barley(or other malted grains), hops, yeast and water.

The procedures for how to brew are all listed there. If interested, take a peek and who knows what you might find =D

Forgetfulness

It has been a couple of days since I last updated. No time was the excuse. But, I was bestowed upon the same 24 hours as everyone else. How does that make me different? I shan't dwell on that as I might get carried away.

So, as most Singaporeans are off on their long holiday (Good Friday; probably to Thailand or Malaysia for a holiday), I am stuck in Singapore. Perhaps for a good reason. Daniel Chan celebrated his 19th birthday on Good Friday! Happy 19th birthday! Oh, I would like to add that the use of flour should perhaps be left only for baking =D.
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After working for so long, I suddenly realised that this month, March, is coming to an end soon. Feelings and emotions come and go, but memory never leaves. However, being the muddle-head that I am, I often forget things. Like where did I place my keys or where did I put my wallet. Often I find myself searching for things which are right under my nose. Perhaps, things that were 'lost' should just remain lost, shouldn't it?
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On a lighter note, a joke that I receive through my email. Apologies to those who are not open-minded enough to read this.

The pastor entered his donkey in a race and it won...The pastor was so pleased with the donkey that he entered it in the race again, and it won again.

The local paper read:
PASTOR'S ASS OUT FRONT.

The Bishop was so upset with this kind of publicity that he ordered the pastor not to enter the donkey in another race.

The next day, the local paper headline read:
BISHOP SCRATCHES PASTOR'S ASS.

This was too much for the bishop, so he ordered the pastor to get rid of the donkey. The pastor decided to give it to a nun in a nearby convent.

The local paper, hearing of the news, posted the following headline the next day:
NUN HAS BEST ASS IN TOWN.

The bishop fainted. He informed the nun that she would have to get rid of the donkey, so she sold it to a farmer for $10.

The next day the paper read:
NUN SELLS ASS FOR $10.

This was too much for the bishop, so he ordered the nun to buy back the donkey and lead it to the plains where it could run wild.

The next day the headlines read:
NUN ANNOUNCES HER ASS IS WILD AND FREE.

The bishop was buried the next day.

The moral of the story is "who gives a shit, it is funny" =DDD

Religious Joke =D

Yesterday's post was on something serious. Today, I shall post the part 2 of religion. =D

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The following is an actual question given on a University of Washington chemistry mid-term. The answer by one student was so "profound" that the professor shared it with colleagues, via the Internet, which is, of course, why we now have the pleasure of enjoying it as well.

Bonus Question: Is Hell exothermic (gives off heat) or endothermic(absorbs heat)?

Most of the students wrote proofs of their beliefs using Boyle's Law. (Gas cools when it expands and heats when it is compressed or some variant)

One student, however, wrote the following:

First, we need to know how the mass of Hell is changing in time. So we need to know the rate at which souls are moving into Hell and the rate at which they are leaving. I think that we can safely assume that once a soul gets to Hell, it will not leave. Therefore, no, souls are leaving.

As for how many souls are entering Hell, let's look at the different religions that exist in the world today. Most of these religions state that if you are not a member of their religion, you will go to Hell. Since there are more than one of these Religions and since people do not belong to more than one religion,we can project that all souls go to Hell.

With birth and death rates as they are, we can expect the number of souls in Hell to increase exponentially.Now, we look at the rate of change of the volume in Hell because Boyle's Law states that in order for the temperature and pressure in Hell to stay the same, the volume of Hell has to expand proportionately as souls are added.

This gives two possibilities:

1. If Hell is expanding at a slower rate than the rate at which souls enter Hell, then the temperature and pressure in Hell will increase until all Hell breaks loose.

2. If Hell is expanding at a rate faster than the increase of souls in Hell, then the temperature and pressure will drop until Hell freezes over.

So which is it?

If we accept the postulate given to me by Anna during my freshman year that, "It will be a cold day in Hell before I sleep with you," and take into account the fact that I slept with her last night,then number 2 must be true, and thus I am sure that Hell is exothermic and has already frozen over.

The corollary of this theory is that since Hell has frozen over, it follows that it is not accepting any more souls and is therefore,extinct...leaving only Heaven, thereby proving the existence of a divine being which explains why, last night, Anna kept shouting "Oh my God."

THIS STUDENT RECEIVED THE ONLY "A"
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*SMILE* =DDD!

God?

I was just looking through my old emails when I came across this. I thought I would like to share this with everyone.

Prof: So you believe in God?
Student: Absolutely, sir.
Prof: Is God good?
Student: Sure.
Prof: Is God all-powerful?
Student: Yes.
Prof: My brother died of cancer even though he prayed to God to heal him. Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill. But God didn't. How is this God good then? Hmm?

(Student is silent.)

Prof: You can't answer, can you? Let's start again, young fellow. Is God good?
Student: Yes.
Prof: Is Satan good?
Student: No.
Prof: Where does Satan come from?
Student: From...God...
Prof: That's right. Tell me son, is there evil in this world?
Student: Yes.
Prof: Evil is everywhere, isn't it? And God did make everything. Correct?
Student: Yes.
Prof: So who created evil?
Student does not answer.
Prof: Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things exist in the world, don't they?
Student: Yes, sir.
Prof: So, who created them?
Student has no answer.
Prof: Science says you have 5 senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Tell me, son..Have you ever seen God?
Student: No, sir.
Prof: Tell us if you have ever heard your God?
Student: No, sir.
Prof: Have you ever felt your God, tasted your God, smelt your God? Have you ever had any sensory perception of God for that matter?
Student: No, sir. I'm afraid I haven't.
Prof: Yet you still believe in Him?
Student: Yes.
Prof: According to empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says your GOD doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son?
Student: Nothing. I only have my faith.
Prof: Yes. Faith. And that is the problem science has.
Student: Professor, is there such a thing as heat?
Prof: Yes.
Student: And is there such a thing as cold?
Prof : Yes.
Student: No sir. There isn't.

(The lecture theatre becomes very quiet with this turn of events.)

Student: Sir, you can have lots of heat, even more heat, superheat,mega heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat. But we don't have anything called cold. We can hit 458 degrees below zero which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold. Cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it.

(There is pin-drop silence in the lecture theatre.)

Student: What about darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as darkness?
Prof: Yes. What is night if there isn't darkness?
Student: You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, lashing light....But if you have no light constantly, you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? In reality, darkness isn't. If it were you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn't you?
Prof: So what is the point you are making, young man?
Student: Sir, my point is your philosophical premise is flawed.
Prof: Flawed? Can you explain how?
Student: Sir, you are working on the premise of duality. You argue there is life and then there is death, a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, science can't even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life: just the absence of it.
Student: Now tell me, Professor. Do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?
Prof: If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, yes, of course, I do.
Student: Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?

(The Professor shakes his head with a smile, beginning to realize where the argument is going.)

Student: Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you not a scientist but a preacher?

(The class is in uproar.)

Student: Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the Professor's brain?

(The class breaks out into laughter.)

Student: Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor's brain, felt it, touched or smelt it? No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no brain, sir. With all due respect, sir, how do we then trust your lectures, sir?

(The room is silent. The professor stares at the student, his face unfathomable.)

Prof: I guess you'll have to take them on faith, son.
Student: That is it sir... The link between man & god is FAITH. That is all that keeps things moving & alive.

The student was Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam who is the former President of India
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Food for thought: If one were to believe so much in this God, then why bother studying about science since religion and science can never reach a compromise?

The above conversation was said to be based on a real life account.
Source of information: A chain mail.
Confidence level that this is true: 50-50.

I believe there is a higher being out there. But at times, I realise that our fates lie in our own hands and not the hands of some higher being. But yet...
When there are times of desperation, we utter a quick and silent prayer to some higher being, in hopes that aid comes (in any form).

The question still points to whether we have enough faith. Do you?
P.S. I have no religion.

Greek Masterpieces from the Louvre

This is a long overdue post. It was a Friday. My dental appointment with my orthodontist (I used to wear braces). After my appointment, it was a trip to the National Museum of Singapore. For students, ticket price was a mere $4 and to view the History of Singapore you just top up $1. How's that for making my money worthwhile. And I spent about 4 hours viewing the artefacts and stuff! Oh, the Greek pieces have been moved back to the Louvre =( but not to worry, other great stuff will arrive on the shores of Singapore soon =).

The entrance of the GREAT National Museum of Singapore =D

The centre piece of the big hall

The Greek pieces were at the first floor and since I was already at the second floor, why not view the Singapore stuff first. Below would be the pictures.

Me trying to pose (but obviously I failed)

Oh, I don't have the pictures of the Greek pieces. LOL! Kinda missing the point since this is about them. Oh well, when I receive them, I will upload to fackbook. In the mean time, I shall savour my off days =D. Off to a game of Wahjong, anyone game?

Se Gulja (Three Words)

Kim Leng, Kim Leng...what would I do without you? You have evoke the Korean frenzy in me again with this introduction of this fanta-bulous song: Se Gulja (3 words) by this Korean group called M to M.



The lyrics:
Haru dan harurado johgesso
noridgo salsuman idamyon
shwilseobnun nunmurul jamgunche
naui guriumul godunche
hanbon koghanbon imyon doeltende
nan cham gumari oryowosso
noman bomyon jakku babogadwe
gurimjadwiro sumgemandwe

Negenun isesang jeil sulphun segulja
chama norul hyanghe julsu obdon segulja
meil negasume nunmullo sodaga
dashi hansumuro jiununmal
nahonja marhago nahonja dudnunmal
kuthne noui gyothen dahjido mothal werounmal
saranghe gu seguljaga nul narul aphugehe yeah

Ijen jebal jom gumanhajago
dashin aphahajimaljago
shiganuro dophgo to dophodo nol garijinun mothanabwa

Negenun isesang jeil sulphun segulja
chama norul hyanghe julsu obdon segulja
meil negasume nunmullo sodaga
dashi hansumuro jiununmal
nahonja marhago nahonja dudnunmal
kuthne noui gyothen dahjido mothal werounmal
saranghe gu seguljaga nul narul aphugehe yeah

Nemaum hanulwiesulka
baramege marhalka gurom mido bolka
noui gyothe jonhejilka

Ochomyon i sesang jeil hunhan segulja
negen irohgedo himegyounsegulja
urumbuthonaso mogimeowaso
konegido jone doedamnunmal
chonbondo manbondo do samkin hanmadi
amapyongsenggado mothdahal chalbun guhanmadi
saranghe guseguljae to himgyobge nunmulman

The meaning/translation:

A day, even a single day would be nice
If I can forget you and live
With my endless tears locked up
With my yearning collected

Once, once would probably be all it would take
But those words were so hard for me
When I see you I keep becoming a fool
It makes me hide behind the shadows

To me it's the saddest three words in the world
Those three words I couldn't possibly tell you
Those words that I graved in my heart with tears
But erased again with a sigh

The words I mumble to myself and hear alone
The lonely words that won't even go near you in the end
I love you- those three words keep making my heart ache

Please lets stop now
Lets not hurt anymore
Even when I try to cover my hurt with time
It can't hide you from me

To me it's the saddest three words in the world
The three words I couldn't possibly tell you
Those words that I graved in my heart with tears
But erased again with a sigh

The words I mumble to myself and hear alone
The lonely words that won't even go near you in the end
I love you- those three words keep making me hurt

Should I write my feelings in the sky or tell it to the wind
Would you be able to see it then, will they be able to reach your ears

What is probably the most common three words in the world
To me it's the three words that are this difficult
My throat hurts because tears come out first
And so I bite my tongue before the words even leave my mouth

A phrase I swallowed back more than a thousand, million times
That short phrase I'll probably never say in my entire life
I love you- those three words
But I can only shed tears again

Lyrics & translation by http://aheeyah.com/index.htm

P.S. I am not emo-ing people! =D

Hallelujah!

Baptism. My mom's to be exact. Kinda surprising since I am not the least christian but having a mum who is. =X. Anyway, the pictures below show her baptism by immersion.

Leslie's niece. Oh my gosh! Isn't she a cutie?

Anyway, I will just let the pictures do the talking =D

sour prune with lime!

This concoction was KOPED from Marche. I didn't exactly stole the recipe but just formulated one with reference to the one I tasted. The difference was the type of lime used; Mache uses kalamansi lime while I prefer large lime (I call it thai lime because it resembles the kaffir limes but without the rough skin).

Ingredients: A few sour prunes, 1 tbsp of sugar, some ice cubes, 1 large lime, some hot and cold water.

Step 1: Place the sour prunes into a glass. Remove the seeds prior to using. Add sugar.

Step 2: Pour some hot water. Using a spoon, mix to dissolve the sugar and 'pound' the flesh of the sour prune to get its flavour 'out'

Step 3: Add ice cubes.

Step 4: Next, squeeze the lime and leave the skin in the glass for colour. =p

Step 5: Top up with cold water and mix.

The next thing to do is to sit back with a book in one hand, and this drink in another and enjoy =D.

Why does everything seems so complex?

Perhaps it is just me. Me and my constant thinking and imagination. Is beauty only skin deep? Whatever happened to inner beauty?

Reality revolves so much on the first impression that looking good becomes a priority. Yes, I admit to being superficial but who can say they are not? Isn't skin-deep beauty what we all look for?

I am sure that most girls spend lots of time dressing, buying cosmetics etc. The trend these days that guys are just as competitive in this arena. Buying clothes, stocking up on skin-care products, smelling good etc. But to whose advantage or benefit? Their own or to the on-lookers?

Yes, I admit to dressing up to my own vanity. But sometimes I ask myself, is it worth it? The answer (at that time) was yes. When you look good, you feel good and when you feel good, everything seems to go your way. Or so I thought. Then a spark came to mind; the people that you meet, are they nice to you just because of the way you look/dress?

I had my days of UGLY. The reason why I italize and bold UGLY is the second believe which is "there is no such thing as being ugly, just being lazy".

Sadly to the say, by the mysterious powers of love (I cannot believe I said that...) I change from a soft-spoken to a talk-so-much-rubbish-until-someone-have-to-ask-me-to-SHUT-UP person. And after much melodrama, I change from someone who have no sense of dressing to someone with better-but-not-the-best-sense of dressing.

Honestly, when I look back, I think I change a lot. Okay, so it is not a lot but TOO MUCH. So much so to a point that I saw one of my ex-school mate but he didn't recognise me. Perhaps it was the dim lights of the night, the excuse I gave. Then recently another ex-school mate recognise me because he heard my name. Was I such a nobody back then?

Are looks really that important in a relationship? If they are, why? If they aren't then how does one know when the person is in love with another not because of looks ONLY but perhaps the un-describable feeling called love?

I guess, looks is just part of the whole package. Perhaps, it was just not meant to be. I shall stop pondering, end here and just be where I should be; the comfort zone of my dream cloud =)

Friends =D

Got back from work yesterday and my mom made pasta with cream of mushroom sauce. A little indulgence was in order since a western dish was made. Okay, so it was just an excuse for a little alcohol =X. The lighting of this photo is really bad. It was raining and my house lightings were not that strong.

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Ever since the exams ended, I have not met up with friends and do things I really feel like doing. Okay, so I did meet up with the peeps on feb 29th but that was after not seeing them for like...1 month? My apologies. You have no idea the importance of friends means to me. Everyone need friends. Who doesn't?

I have been busy. Fine, I admit that I have been quite busy. Not with projects or anything school related, but with work. LOL! Workaholic =X. Not a glamorous job or anything, but a simple, humble (doesn't sound so humble after using the word huh? =X) job: being a cashier at Cold Storage. Weekends are a must to work because the per hour pay is higher (=D) and there are more customers so more help needed.

Perhaps it was my excuse. Perhaps I felt that work could take things of my mind. It sure did. I have not thought of anything silly since. But, as I should know, peace can never last for long; a heavy bombshell was dropped on me. It took a while just to make sense. After a few minutes, a few hours... I realised, it was game-over.

But, all is not lost. As I woke up this morning, I thought to myself, perhaps I was thinking too much (I think I am since I am actually attempting to write this =X) and just let the past stay buried. What I should look for is the future. That was what I believed. Now that not only sad memories were kept, why shouldn't I drown myself in my past?

Because it is not healthy, came the reply. Dreams can never compete with reality and reality is what I live in. Comfort is what we all seek but comfort doesn't come to people who don't go all out to seek for it. Imaginary comfort is only temporary but the comfort that we all (try to) seek for is temporary too, if the unforeseen happens.

So this is the question I ask: Since both are temporary, which would you choose?

Sometimes I cut of my heart strings just so I won't feel hurt again. Sometimes I feign ignorance so I don't have to deal with everything at once. Sometimes I choose to lie through my smiles and laughter so that people won't know how I really feel. Sometimes...
However, I am glad that secrets were revealed and I am happy for you. Why won't I be? =) I truely am. In life, we succeed and we fail. When we succeed, we share our joys with friends. When we fail, we seek comforts in friends again. One person's happiness may be another's sorrow but that is not always the case right? Whoever said that it was a crime to be happy? Just smile =D and be happy!
P.S. Never give up on love =D

Independence?

I was at our class gathering held in a chalet downtown east. Aloha resort I think. Applied 2 days leave just to have 'fun' (not in that dirty kind of way xp). There was booze + food + people. Good combination until...(due to confidentiality, nothing much would be revealed. P.S. not about me though =D)

It was a horrible start as it was raining in the early afternoon. Met at Pasir ris, bought the stuff and it was still raining. Caught the shuttle to the chalet. But guess what, our chalet number is 13 and it was among the last bungalow (all the way inside). Walking in the cold rain trying to hurry to our bungalow was no easy feat. I had in my bag, one mini mahjong set and one bottle of red wine plus my clothes and other stuff. In my other hand was the 2 bottles of booze and 1 bottle of sparkling juice. All were glass and contain full amounts of liquid. I sure had my fair share of muscle training that day.

Watching the tele to pass the time. And then, some went to prepare to attempt to BBQ while me and a few others started playing mahjong. We took turns BBQ-ing but there was light drizzling. For my first time, I helped to hold the umbrella (that shelter the food) while BBQ-ing. Interesting...

The mood was really dampened by the weather but fret not as Winston is here (right...). At 8pm, the wine opener arrived. The party has begun. With all that booze talking, it would be quite TAK-GLAM but oh well, it is not everyday you see this side of me =p.

Couldn't really sleep. Had much heart to heart talks. And the before we knew it, it was 7am. Most wanted to forfeit the second day as they had intentions of returning home. Kinda wasted but here I am typing this =X.

Really tired but I think this is the last year where we can have a class gathering. =( but fret not, I am sure we would keep in touch right?

Enjoy the pictures =D






TAK-glam!!!

The grass is greener on the other side

It seems that we, as human beings, are never satisfied with what we have. Material comforts are just one of them.

We hate our job/school/life/things/possessions/even ourselves. We (or maybe just me =p) always live in our dream of what it would be like to be in the shoes of...let's say a rich, clever...(basically everything 'good' that you can possibly have/own) person. But in the end, does that little fantasy actually get us anywhere?

I used to remember myself saying "School life is so boring. Working is good. You earn money, and the job might not be so bad." And then I had my holidays after my 'O's and realised that working isn't that fun after all. When studying, you have to know so many facts that might not even be relevant to your life. When working, especially a part-time job, you don't have much freedom to do what you want (especially if you have no off days).

Perhaps the saying the grass is greener on the other side is true. We are envious of the things we don't have. The constant struggle of satisfying our urge/wants/yearns is getting out of hand. Perhaps to a point of grotesque.

I, on the other hand, prefer not to ponder too much (apparently it took much contemplation to write this =X) about the grass on the other side but just settle in my little bubble cloud with nothing to do but a silly smile plastered on my face.

Which brings me back to my second paragraph on dreams. Does it get us anywhere? Honestly it won't. But, at least it comforts us at the end of the day. What more can we ask for? =D

Grapefruit Vodka

I am not an alcoholic. =D Fine! So I enjoy my occasional drink, but I am not addicted. I think. HAHA. I was having 'dessert' - FRUITS! I sliced a slice of grapefruit and it was so sour! So I decided to squeeze its juice. And an idea struck me - Juice with alcohol. Choice of poison would be VODKA! KOPED from my bro. He had a large bottle and it was already open. Hey, I am just helping him to finish the thing. LOL

Step 1: Mix equal parts of vodka and grapefruit juice.
Step 2: Add ice (crushed for best effect).
Step 3: Add in sugar syrup to mask the bitter alcohol taste and *TADA* =D


I admit that I am NOT a good photographer =DDD