I'm ashamed.

I just watched Spinning Gasing and I'm ashamed. I really ashamed. (Yes, I'm so ashamed that I can't even get my grammer right).

That was the lamest piece of film, and it's so full of lameness that I really can't find any redeeming qualities in it. Honestly... There are just too many cliches and things that make me ashamed to admit that the idea was thought of by a Malaysian.

And people wonder why I don't watch Malaysian Film. (For those who are wondering, I have *not* watched Sepet yet. Have had no opportunity yet to watch it, stupid parents -_-).

And I am reserving my judgements on that.

Hie!

Meow!

P.o.s.t. o.f. t.h.e. d.a.y.

Recipe for Sweet Mushrooms and Potatoes

Someone try this out and tell me it wasn't a fluke:

About half a large bowl of baby potatoes (scrubbed)
One egg white
About a handful and a half of sliced mushrooms, preferably button (not sure if the other works)
Salt, pepper (if you must) and honey to taste
Olive oil
3 small garlic (too big and it spoils it)


Mince the garlic to the smallest possible size without actually beating them into a pulp. Put in a small bowl.

Pour enough olive oil over the garlic just so it has a smooth surface. Set aside.

Wash mushrooms if needed, and squeeze out as much water as possible. One that is done, throw them into the bowl.

Crack an egg, but don't open it completely. Let the egg white fall over the mixture.

Get a fork and start whipping everything together. Do this until there is a smooth consistency and everything seems to have blended well.

Add pinch of salt and about half a teaspoon of honey and keep whipping. When it's done, put it aside.

Take the honey and drizzle over the potatoes in the bowl. You may now lick the spoon.

Pour mixture over potatoes and mix well. Cover with cling film and put it in the microwave on HIGH for about six minutes. Be sure to leave a small hole for air to escape. Stir from time to time.

Get a large skillet, and wait for the popping sounds. Once you hear two pops, stop the microwave, take out the bowl, and leave to cool for a few minutes.

Heat up the skillet, but DON'T put anything inside.

Pour mushroom and potatoes into skillet. Let it simmer for a while. Pour a small (and I mean small! The base of the cup should be smaller than your palm) cup of water and close the lid. Lower the fire to mid-small.

When the water is boiling, lift cover, allow the steam to escape, and then hit it on high for thirty to 45 seconds, no longer. Make sure that there's space for the moisture to escape, we don't want them in the mixture.

Once you hear sizzling, lower the fire to low, and stir a little. Poke potatoes with fork to ensure that it's cooked (they should be soft). Simmer till water evaporates.

Take out and serve.

If it's done right, the potatoes should be just right and the mushrooms should be juicy, sweet and a little toasted.

Enjoy! :)

Something interesting

Your Rising Sign is Aquarius

You are an interesting mix of introspective and outlandish. Waving your freak flag high, you really do things your own way. While you may seem distant, you care very deeply for humanity. You just have no tolerance for fools, slackers, or dullards. And while you're fairly misanthropic, many are drawn to you. Innovative and clever, people look to you for new ideas and trends.

What is Your Rising Sign?

For the Prejudiced, Ignorant Christians who say I'm going to Hell

The entire law is summed up in a single command: Love your neighbour as yourself.

Galatians 5:14 (New International Version - UK)

Seriously...

Someone needs to explain to me just what is going on. One minute I'm on top of the world, the next, there's a heaviness in me that makes me want to scream.

I don't know what's going on. I'm not even going to try and pretend that I have the faintest inkling. What I will admit is that I don't know. And for the One this is directed to, You know this is serious. What *exactly* is it that You want me to do? What do You want me to carry out?

Is this a revelation? Is this the path You want me to take? I'm going to come straight out and ask then "WHERE IS THIS TAKING ME?"

Honestly, half the time I don't even know You. You string me along, and I like the ride. But (there's always a BUT, and we BOTH know that) I want to know where I'm going and why. I'm sorry if I seem so demanding today, but for a more open relationship (well, You did hit me over the head with that Warren piece You know) THIS is the only way I know how.

Bitterness is a fruit I can't let go.

Amusement

I was quite amused and at the same time, embarrassed by the antics of the so-called "Elected Representatives" in relation to the news report by the NST recently. Coming from a mass communications background and studying to be a journalist, I honestly agree that what the NST has done is fair comment. In fact, I would say that it is overdue fair comment.

It is a sad truth that our MPs are irrelevant. Discussing clothes in Parliament, when they should be talking about the issues facing us today? Not to mention their (and I do believe that they are responsible) belief that most social ills in the country can be blamed on the teenagers. That's something I would like to change.

As a young adult who hits her majority this year, along with everyone else born in 1984, I would like to inherit a country with less imbeciles running it. Unfortunately, it seems like a pipe dream.

BTW, could someone *please* kick Toyol out of office? He's done more to damage Selangor more than any other, and I think the only reason why we're still here is despite him and not because of him.

*Annoyed*

OMG!

Portable FireFox!

Meow! (Testing blog cause has weird problems). :p

New link

The other was broken. :p

New One!!!

Overdue report

Went to Cameron Highlands, and may I say that Kampung Raja's restaurants are the dirtiest I've ever encountered. More later.

Death, the second of The Endless, you are
responsible for ending all lives and taking
them to your realm, from which no one ever
returns. You are bright, positive, happy,
optimistic and enjoy everything about life, but
that does not mean your silly or stupid. You
can lay the smack down when you have to!
Everyone loves you, and they don't know why.

Linkie

Nanaca-crash!

Quick Rhyme

Cute guys all abound
I see them all around

But the boy I want is no longer mine,
And it's driving me out of my mind!

Closing of a chapter

I used to wonder and think that parting lovers that parted as friends were the luckiest people of all. I now know differently, and it sucks to know something like that. My own relationship just fell apart, not due to another person, but because it was stagnating. The girl involved did nothing but to bring up uncomfortable questions that couples have to face at on point or other, and it forced me to grow up.

I don’t know whether he was trying to absolve his own guilt or anything, but he was espcially nice to me, and it reminded me of the old days again. That time of innocence and love. To see it and now… I wish tonight was my last day on earth, but I can’t do that. Too many people would be devastated if I died, and kiling myself over something like this is beyond stupid.

I sill love him, and I’ll always do, I suppose. That won’t change. I wish the hurt would go away though!

But that's that. At least I know I'm still alive, still human.

Story concept

Please note that my muses have been pushing me to record these thoughts somewhere, and I might as well record them here to get them off my back.

TBD are very dangerous and called in only for special occasions. They are notoriously either blond, brunette, or simply beautiful, but it does not change the fact that they are deadly. The list of suspected TBDs include Naoko Kensaku and her sister, Sukina Toriyama, hence the suspicion that the "B" in the title stands for beautiful. Naoko is a brunette leaning towards auburn, while Sukina is the personification of the classy blonde. Neither is to be trifled with.

Among mercenaries, those who have been called such by their colleagues usually consider them a compliment, though the people who call them that don't live long. However, it is considered bad manners to call them that behind their backs, because it advertises their skills and there are many who would prefer to keep it a secret.

TBDs are *not* to be messed with, especially those on the suspected list. For more information, please contact your recruitment officer.

Mercenaries Guidebook; Idiots only.

Tea VS Coffee

Now, most of my friends know me as a coffee drinker. I love coffee, especially the boost it gives to your adrealine. However, very few people realise that I also love tea, and the latter even more so than coffee.

Why, you ask?

Well, mainly because with tea, you don't need to add any flavouring to it. I mean, with tea, you can literally just steep it and drink straight from the pot (though I wouldn't encourage it- you might burn your tongue) but you can't really do that with coffee. I like to take my coffee with milk and sugar, which is why I'm not that big a fan of black coffee. However, I do love cappucino and the like (which is why I don't like going to Coffee Bean so much- it drains my wallet) but I really like the tea you can make on your own.

Will most likely be going to Cameron's for the weekend. So, if anyone wants anything, let me know. And would like *money* for it by Friday.

Good day! *Bows and drinks tea*

< BEGIN RANT>

I don't know really. I just feel like writing, but I don't know if what I'm saying sounds anything like sanity. Life has just been crazy these past few weeks, and I've gone from self-absorbed b*tch (please don't argue love) to realising that I'm a cynic to being someone trying to find herself again. For some reason, I seem to have lost touch with reality. I don't know what's going on with me.

Someone suggested that it could have been due to the recent Mercury Retrograde and I'm inclined to believe it. I just hate myself right now. I don't know what to make of this, honestly. Life has been screwed up.

God may be playing a joke on me, and I know that I don't like to make fun of others. I also have something which may be just my imagination, a gift, or a curse. I don't like not knowing whether something I'm seeing may be just my imagination or something that's real and/or should be happening.

ARRGGHHH!

Blogger being silly

Now I see all the usual tags again, but for a moment it looked like something was being screwed up... Badly. It still is. What's being left out?

I'm screwed

My lecturer has no idea that if I failed her module it meant failing her subject, but she *has* promised to check on it and that I'll get a reply by tomorrow morning at the latest.

How can people NOT check their email daily?

I HATE TABLES!!!

And yes, especially when it comes to MS WORD!!

Just doing some writing

And feeling positively PRODUCTIVE!!!

Hm...

The Warm Cozy Hmm, very interesting! You scored 131!

Well liked, and so well loved that the binding is worn through. Strong character is the driving force of the story and indeed what draws such high sales. A little suspense spices up a predictably happy ending, so you make for great reading on a rainy day in front of a roaring fire � very cozy indeed. People are known to pack you in with their luggage because they want a real treat while on holiday. A warm cozy is always good company.

Legalities in Thelma and Louise

Those of you who know me know that I'm taking FTV 111 again, which is the beginning module of the FTV stream in college. Recently, we watched this film entitled Thelma and Louise which is a feature starring the ever popular Geena Davis and veteran beauty Susan Sarandon. To quote one website they were "vigilante vaginas all dressed up but nowhere to go." Which, if you take into context of the film and what it's trying to say, makes a lot of sense.

The thing that struck me the most was the scene with Harlan raping Thelma. He takes pleasure in punishing her for refusing to sleep with him, insisting that he's not going to hurt her, when the othr happens. This scene was particularly painful for me to watch. If you work with a lot of kids who have been molested, you know what I mean.

That said, another thing that Thelma said after her rape was to tell the police that she had been raped, and that Louise replied that about a thousand people had seen her (Thelma) dancing cheek to cheek with Harlan. That seemed to imply that women cannot say that they've been raped, that they do not have the right to say no at any time, that they cannot say that they don't want to have sex. Once they have been seen being intimate with a man, they cannot stop it. Men, on the other hand, can 'choose' to honour them with their 'penis.'

Now, this is not to say that I hate men, but it just oulines the case in Malaysia. A woman CANNOT say no at any time, and she cannot say that she's been raped. A man needs no witnesses, but a woman must have five to prove she was raped.

See what I mean?