Sunday, September 27, 2009

Sticky Wicky With Me

Hello you,
Let me tell u something about my almost widely known interest / habit among my close friends. No its not something unusual nor it is something destructive , but just a mere non-harmful , almost cute past-time preference by choice known as collecting sticky illustrated paper or turn something naturally plain into something that is heavily decorated with scattered around stickers.

For some reason, i have not done so for quite some years now because my long time interest has become such a nuisance to others , in a cynical kindda way which i enjoyed every ounce of it , u know seeing them flinch whenever encountering my stuff covered in cute stickers. It such a bundle of joy filling my cheeky nature seeing them as such. Soon after ive grown physically old and mentally wiser but not necessarily mature if one would notice. Being a "mature-teens" as i would like to call it forever and after , does take up all my times with commitments i bound to commit but as time passed by , all my childish likings sorrowfully sunken beneath down the unavoidable process of growing up.

But the other day on my last trip to Hatyai , i was strucked by this amazing piece of tuppence sticky paper. My mind forbid me to buy it but my heart goes for different pursue and i always believed in following ur heart rather than rational decision , and that explains the many wrong turns ive made throughout my life but i have a strong feeling that this is going to be different. So i purchased it , put it neatly in my bag and drove back. Yeah Thai is like my second home only my tongue wasnt accustomed to their dialect.

Anddddd laterrr, i completely forget about the existence of this sticker and go on with my life until one day i found it , still laying neatly the way i put it before inside one of the compartment in my luggage. I took it off and decided to fulfill its sole purpose of existence . So then with the help from my determined minion , namely : my boifren , we , but mostly him successfully completed sticking the whole sticker on my white keyboard.

Somehow , i regretted it because its too flashy and my eyes couldnt take such nonsense anymore. New keyboard awaits.

malas nak rotate. sekian

Sunday, September 20, 2009

I'm a 1337 , everywhere is 1337 , 1337 is the shiznit yaw ... and some raya news.

Assalamualaikum dearest readers,
Aku tanak cita pasal macammana the first hari raya went for this year. It was nothing interesting to be yapping about other than we two sisters practically parentless during the first dawn of takbir raya.

We woke up kindda late for this glorious festive day compared to previous years , after dolling up ourself which didnt take that long because we are genetically equipped with natural goodness , we went to chu's house to beraya with her family and also our beloved non-senile grandmama. The funny thing was , i gave her RM50 for duit raya and she returned the same amount back by giving me RM50 for duit raya. My deeds has been deducted and the score remained the same which was always null , hahaha.

After eating what could have been pre-heated dishes from last night dinner, we , my sister and i went to hafiq's house and his parent greeted us with extra love hahaha. The food was continuously flirting with my taste buds because it tasted sooo good , sooo good until it put me to sleep. what with hafiq's heavenly room with artificial cool air blowing from the a/c , i could not order my eyelid to stay wide open because i succumbed to the situation , willingly.

So after waking up to what seemed to be forever , miya and i fetched popo up at wan's residing place and rocketed back to monterez because papa was waiting to send us off to Subang Airport. Yada yada yada , went into the plane , yada yada yada arrived at Penang one hour later.

Now im at penang , tired , exhausted to my last bone and could never been happier to see mummy again.

Tapi tu lah , malas gila nak cita pasal apa terjadi untuk raya tahun nie. Buat penat jari je.

Anyways , looks what ive noticed on my facebook. Click to see large picture (some offensive statement for MAN U fans included). I dont planned for this , it just happened which means i am a true 1337.

Selamat hari raya if i forget to mentioned it before.

Friday, September 18, 2009

I Pimped a shoe and i like it.

Hello dearest reader,
Welcome once again to my self-indulging activities series of How-To. Sometimes boringness can be turn into a work of an art and boil up the old sticky creative juice in u.

Anyways , here is the product that risen from the feeling of boreness. This rejected mass produced croc shoe was bought by my darling dearest at Petronas SS2 . He said there was a guy who was selling this at the back of his car trunk.Altho appeared to be suspicious , he bought it with a jaw-dropping price of RM30 . The quality is not bad compared to the original CROCs except one or two loosen thread which could be easily mended by just cutting it off. The only different i could spot is the croc white label at the edge of the shoes which isnt really obvious.

At first look , i thought the shoe is coo and kindda ordinary. The material is wearable and isnt this too plain? This call for a make over emergency. So here is the result from my itchy hand.

p/s : Note to self - Needles are sharp , and when in contact with skin it will result in bearable pain. Next time focus when sewing instead of watching The Simpsons.

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Infinite defination of adorable

This could be an act of anti-humanity because stepping on a discontented cat is violating the law of animals rights but what is there to penalized when ur culprit is as cute as a button? She could harvest my organ for all i care coz she is so effin cute!

Friday, September 4, 2009

The day that i burnt my cookies and make another one all over again.

Hello hie dearest dearie dearer,
Let me tell u something about baking. For me baking is like a therapy , it is tiring yet satisfying , time-consuming yet rewarding , soliciting yet liberating. It somehow rejuvenates my inner-self and temporarily neutralize my emotion unless of course if ur baking doesnt turn out the way u want them to be which i often experienced even with a shitload of practice. I am no natural baker so mind u , but hey at least im trying and learning now.

Anyways , last weekend i tried to make a kuih , not kuih raya but kuih for myself to munch while watching my partially-illegal downloaded series. So here i present to u loadshit of pictures i captured while baking alone in the middle of the nite.

Firstly , ready on ur apron and oven mitt. This is mine , my mummy bought it for me.

A good luck kiss from mummy before i started baking but i know deep inside she was worried sick about me damaging her well built kitchen.

Secondly , prepare ur ingredients before hand to make ur baking session more convenient,

Let me explain to u about the ingredients in details because and just because i have so much time. I am not a sore loser yet but slowly progressing to that. Anyways, here it goes.

Here we have corn flakes , the one that u usually see on the shelf of supermarket. Its the essential ingredient for making this cookies because duhh~ its called cornflakes kuih la plak kan.As u can see , i bought an econo pack because quite frankly i know that half of it would waste in vain.

This is vanilla essence which i like to call magic liquid. It makes everything taste and smell better. The other one on the left side is rose essence that i used just because i want to experiment things.

Here we have the condiments. I only used the chocolate chips because others are useless. The green and red cherries turned out to be sour. yek.

Then we have honey. Honey honey honey , lots of moneyy, in the rich man world~

Another garnish to provide a hint of fruity taste.

dont forget the cup. u can use whatever sizes u want because for me size doesnt really matter , its the heart that count.

a clean big enough to fit ur mother plastic bowl.

another important necessity is baking utensils.

and lastly and also especially when u are baking alone , make sure to have something to substitute the presence of human being. As for me , i choose watching dvd . I dont really watch it but it makes me feel a little less lonely and it extract any horrific feeling out of me.

Now lets start baking.

Make sure to wash ur hand before start doing anything because its disgusting when u found a shit-like some sort of brownish debris inside ur food.

We will start with pouring out the whole content of cornflakes into the supposedly clean bowl.

The next and probably most crucial step is adding the honey. Unlike others , u cant simply substitute honey with any sticky substance because i cant think of another sticky material other than ur routinely excreted body wastage. yes u boy , u filthy filthy boy.

Next , by using a wooden sudip like mine , gently mixed the flakes and honey together.

Add more honey so that u would appear 10 times more sweeter even if u owned a freak by nature type of face. This i dnt promise u but hey u could do some creative experiment with it , after all its the personality that really tie the knot. ha ha ha , ok that was a sarcastic laugh. but yeah really.

No this is not a vampire tears if u were assuming it in the first place. It might look like a urinal discharge of some crack head but luckily its not because this is a vanilla essence and no , i dont know why its black because as far as m concern vanilla always relate to white color. Pour the liquid evenly on the flakes. Pour it with the only dignity u had left.

Kacau kacau kacau sampai sebati ye tuan2 dan puan2

This might be a unicorn tears but i choose not to believe because if it was then santa would had been real by now. Anyways , this is a Rose essence , at least that is what they put on the nicely printed label. The function of this liquid is unsignificant because it did nothing other than adding an unidentified flavor which is not all bad i think.

At first glance this would look like a rabbit shit to u but after some squinting and focusing , u might notice that this is a choc chip. Chocolate awesome i tell u.

kacau kacau lagi. sebati kan adunan.

More shitlike choc chip. Lucky thing it doesnt taste like one , not that i tasted some but sometimes u can just figure out the flavor just by smelling it.

Another dipshit like ingredient that turned out to be a mix fruit.

Pour the whole content in our bowl but not the plastic because it would be an act of suicide or just an act of stupidity.

Now put aside ur big bowl of insanity and start arranging the small cup inside the tray. The formation of arranging this cup is up to ur likings. U can use different color if u like but that would suggest u are a racist because hey color is only skin deep right? or issit beauty? whichever i failed literature in highschool.

Oven was already heated before hand because i am a very thoughtful person and u are not. ha ha!

After finishing arranging those small cups , now its the time to put the mixing in the cup. Its kindda tricky to do this but once u started u will get the hang of it. Its required some skill i like to called patience.

Yeah thats me doing it and by IT i meant putting those flakes onto their designated cup.

tekun dan bersungguh2.

Looking good right? i am so good i even surprised myself sometime.

Tray of heavenly mixed cookies are ready to be place into a pre-heated oven.

Still baking.

10 minutes after baking. Still looking good.

30 minutes after baking. Burn baby burn! Make sure u are unoccupied with other things in ur hands or mind. Namely , quarreling with ur boifren and forget that u have cookies in ur oven with 180Farenheit degree of hotness. Dont do this at home.

Mr nigger and Mr white. No m not racist , m just color blind. Anyways , another batch is waiting to be baked all over again.

Tadaaa~ looking much better.

This is the final product.

The boifren menangis sebab girlfriend dia marah and tak bagi makan cookies. Neh~ just kidding , he was just sleeping.

3 little stooges. Sedap!

Till then. tata now.