Monthly Archives: March 2010

i love meatballs and i can’t deny.

i made swedish meatballs w fontaine today!

yes like the ones at ikea:) though it still can’t compare entirely

 she did everything though, i felt so bad. was having horrible cramps. had to take panadol.

(ferrero roche meatballs)

meatballs consist of:

minced beef and pork, 2 med sized potatoes, mashed, 1 egg, salt,pepper, brown sugar, ground allspice

coat with breadcrumbs and cook with butter

and the sauce is made up of:

flour, butter, salt and pepper, beef stock and cream

mix in a little jam:) sprinkle parsely


black and white fudge cake at prof brawn cafe with chloe on fri


oh my all but one of my photos are related to food.

oh my all but one of my photos are realted to food

last fri there was class BBQ:

horrible planning but it still kinda worked out.

on sat with bong cooked tomato stew

8 quatered tomatoes cooked in 25g of butter for 10 mins.

add one bay leaf, 1/3 tsp black pepper, 1/4 tsp salt, 2 tsp lemon juice, one onion finely chopped, dash of mixed herbs.

cover and simmer 45 mins. add parsely for finishing touch

made some homemade garlic bread and croutons

cook bout 3 or 4 cloves of garlic, very finely chopped, in butter, add chopped parsely.

turn off fire, coat sliced french bread (one side will do) and toast for 2 mins or so.

it was super tasty, the comb of sour and salty. de-lish. if only we made more.

we made yoghurt pudding too but it din look very appealing so..

on sunday went out with fontaine to bugis,

bought many floral tops!

ate at benten at iluma.

salmon and mushroom creamy pasta. BOOMZ

salmon and avocado salad.SHINGZ. how can you use soya sauce as salad dressing…

oh and i finally have shoes! my first damn pair.

30% off!

quitting work in 2 weeks. gonna start poly! yay.


“Lollipops turn into cigarettes. The innocent ones turn into sluts.

Homework goes in the trash. Mobile phones are being used in class.

Detention becomes suspension. Soda becomes vodka.

Bikes become cars. Kisses turn into sex.

Remember when getting high meant swinging on the playground?

When protection meant wearing a helmet?

When the worst things you could get from boys were cooties?

Dad’s shoulders were the highest place on earth and Mom was your hero?

Your worst enemies were your siblings. Race issues were about who ran the fastest.

War was only a board game. And the only drug you knew was cough medicine.

The most pain you felt was when you skinned your knees, and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow?

And we couldn’t wait to grow up?”


-Author Unknown


sometimes i feel so helpless cos i cant make simple moral decisions.  i don’t wanna be an igonrant ideliast. i want to be ‘morally upright’ and in line with certain biblical fundamentals i have tried hard to convince myself are the only few i need to live a relatively morally just life

but as im growing older everything is turning into this unclear gray faze. nothing, nothing is black and white anymore.

what i used to feel about








has become so pointless

sounding more and more like those stupid kids that complain about their life

like that meaningless crowd murmur

that exists among the discontented.


so ungrateful, and unappreciative of what it means to be human,

to be flawed

and selfish.

time goes by

 i cant believe its march.

kinda sucks, this space between O’s and poly. but i’ve begun to really like my job, and it sucks i may not be able to keep it.

i’ve been working nearly every weekday for the past month or so, and i have to say im really learning alot. not the understanding the valueof money shit, i always have hahas, but more of the feeling tt you’re in control of your life somehow. you’re working..and you have CPF? CPF! I have CPF? and  a bank a/c and a bank book and a card? and ppl will be transferring  money to ME through to MY bank a/c?  it’s all so fun hahas. i sound so bloody ignorant lol.


to my sis in australia:

oh yes and yesterday i woke up and found bedbugs. today i looked up bedbugs, now im an expert in bedbugs extermination. i will annihilate them. stupid bugs, suck my blood.


sth my friend did which i thought was really good.

a goddess on her knees