Enough with the cliches. Just plain 'ol Winston =).

Saturday, June 06, 2009

Brownie Cups

Won't bother with any introduction. Lovely moist, melting, choco bites in a CUP! yay!

Makes: 18 cups

Ingredients:

Butter 225g
Chocolate chips 2 cups
Flour 1 cup
Sugar 1 1/2 cups; 1 cup brown, 1/2 cup white
Eggs 4 whole, small
Vanilla extract splash

Method:

Step 1: Always, always, always preheat oven; 325°F/160°C

Step 2: Melt butter with 1 cup chips

Step 3: Combine flour and sugar. Mix well.

Step 4: Add eggs one at a time and stir.

Step 5: Pour melted chocolate mixture to batter. Add vanilla.

Step 6: When batter is slightly cooler, add chocolate chips.

Step 7: Spoon into paper cups and bake for 30-35 mins.

*NOTE: baking time fluctuates depending on brand of oven. you can add in one Hershey kisses in each cup before baking.

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Peanut butter Icing

Ingredients:

Betty Crocker® Rich & Creamy vanilla frosting entire tub (1 .lb)
Peanut butter 1/3 cup (the more the better, but don't be too greedy =X)
Milk 2-3 tbsp

*NOTE: the more peanut butter you add, increase the amount of milk too. you can choose to use CRUNCHY or SMOOTH peanut butter.

Method:

Step 1: Mix all ingredients till smooth.

Step 2: When brownie cups are cooler (at least wait for 3-4 hours; best is overnight), spread frosting and quickly place in air-tight container. Store in fridge.


Step 3: ENJOY =)!

*NOTE: After refrigeration, the brownie might be quite hard. Microwave for 30 seconds or so. Accompany with good vanilla ice-cream. Mix melted frosting with ice-cream and....SCREAM in joy! =)

Tuesday, June 02, 2009

Random email stuff!

Ever need a good 'dirty' picture? Here's one:


"If the lights stay on for more than 4 hours, call your ERECTRICIAN" *laughs*

Monday, May 18, 2009

Pre-Vesak Day!

On 9th of May, it is Vesak day. The day where Buddha was born. Blah blah blah. One day before 9th May, Kim, HY and I decided that we should have a religious gathering. Thus, made our way down to Bugis 觀音堂 (Kwan Im Thong Hood Cho Temple). We prayed, cast our lots and left. I didn't get a good lot but still, life seems neutral.

Since today's outing was a 'budget' one, we thought of going to the National Museum!

NOTE: NUS students gets FREE entry! =)

Let the pictures do the talking! I am tired of doing things that are so leh cheh!


see! that HY ahrm chio. LOL!
Christian Lacroix







My sampat kims! HAHA jkjk dear!
WAH! chio! HAHAHA.


Fighting scene: Sun Wu Kong and Bai Ku Jing! LOL!

Enough of rubbish! HAHA. We went to have this ANNYEONG HASEYO dok bokki (spicy rice cake). Really good! Only 25 dollars and is large enough to fill 3 hungry people. YAY!

Tuesday, May 05, 2009

Why English is so difficult to learn

This is gonna be a lengthy post. Read it if you are interested =)

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*The bandage was wound around the wound
*The farm was used to produce produce
*The dump was so full that it had to refuse more refuse
*The soldier decided to desert his dessert in the desert
*Since there is no time like the present, he thought it was time to present the present
*When shot at, the dove into the bushes
*I did no object to the object
*The insurance was invalid for the invalid
*There was a row among the oarsmen about how to row
*They were too close to the door to close it
*A seamstress and a sewer fell into a sewer
*The wind was too strong to wind the sail
* After a number of injections my jaw got number
*Upon seeing the tear in the painting I shed a tear
*I had to subject the subject to a series of tests
*How can I intimate this to my most intimate friend?

Let's face it - English is a crazy language. There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger; and neither apple nor pine in pineapple. English muffins weren't invented in England or French fries in France.

And why is it that writers write but fingers don't fing, grocers don't groce and hammers don't ham? If teachers taught, why don't preachers praught? And if Dad is Pop, how come Mom isn't Mop?

The plural of box is boxes, but the plural of ox is oxen and not oxes. One fowl is a goose, but two are called geese, yet the plural of moose should never be meese. You may find a lone mouse or a nest full of mice; yet the plural of house is houses, not hice.

If the plural of man is always men, why shouldn't the plural of pan be pen? If I spoke of my foot and show you my feet, and I give you a boot, would a pair be called beet? If one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth, why shouldn't the plural of booth be beeth?

We speak of a brother and also of brethren, but though we say mother, we never say methren. If the masculine pronouns are he, his and him, why aren't the feminine she, shis and shim?

Doesn't it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one amend, that you can comb through annals of history but not a single annal?

Sometimes, I think all English speakers should be committed to an asylum for the verbally insane. What the other reason could there be for saying that people recite at a play and play at a recital? Or ship cargo by truck and send cargo by ship? Or have noses that run and feet that smell?

How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and a wise guy opposites? How can overlook and oversee be opposites, while quite a lot and quite a few are alike? How can the weather be hot as hell one day and cold as hell another?

Have you ever seen a horseful carriage or a strapful gown? Or met a sung hero or experienced requited love? Have you ever run into someone who was combobulated, gruntled, ruly or peccable? And where are all those people who are indeed spring chickens or who would actually hurt a fly?

You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which your house can burn up as it burns down, in which you fill in a form by filling it out and in which an alarm goes off by going on. English was invented by people, not computers, and it reflects the creativity of the human race ( which of cause, isn't a race at all).

That is why, when the start are out, they are visible, but when the lights are out, they are invisible. And why, when I wind up my watch, I start it, but when I wind up this essay, I end it.

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Saturday, April 18, 2009

OUCH!

As many would know, I recently graduated from TP. Now that I am without any studying obligations, what exactly does Winston do in his free time?

Well, apparently, attending Medical Appointments are one of them =). I have been frequenting CGH to do all sorts of test.



This one was a little bit more painful then I can imagine. But the results were kinda cool. LOL. Check this out: Skin Prick Test - to test for allergens







It was so swollen I thought I was infected with some strange disease. LOL! The above picture is my hand currently. =)))