Painting silver.
I'm feeling philosophical
Have you ever gotten one of those news that makes you go, "OH NO! That is the end of the best era there is"?

Rumours or not, it is shaking the hearts of sturdy standing men whom holds good view of the current high boss that we have.

There is a little birdie (whom have the knack of bringing bad news) telling us that we would be saying bye d bye bye to our current boss.

But I pride myself on fast recovery. Or so I think. I may just be trying to soothe myself from feeling like how others may when they hear the news (which I hope does not become true in 5 more years at the very least). He did promise us a lot of things, and was also the anchor and wheel that moved things and gave his visions to us to steer through.

So we may not have him at the stern, the wheel, to steer things in an almost excellent manner. But if I were to say, "But who could take his place?", that would almost be like saying I do not believe that there are others out there who could somehow fit the bill, fit his shoes and probably be the change to achieve a higher plateau from where we are now.

Sure we have the best there is in the business right now. Someone who does things in the most fair and effective way. But even so, even now, I can already see brewing troubles. Not because of him, but because of the silly ideals that silo-working-minded people have. So maybe, just maybe, a change may do us good.

Provided of course, that the ones that does all the hard dirty work get our gears together, stop being lax, stop dilly dallying and being in the comfort of the fact that our big boss is the expert and expect for him to be giving out orders all the time.

Maybe it is something that can act as a catalyst to cause maturity amongst the people here.

I always like to paint a lining of silver in dark clouds. Putting my mind to things, and working for it usually do take things in that direction.

But I still hope that we get at least another year's grace period to oil the gears slick and get things really moving.

InsyaAllah.



Life like that
I'm feeling burdened
Papers strewn all over the desk. White A4s and yellow post-it notes covering the beech coloured desk. I still have half a glass of plain water, still and stagnant. We speak of enchantments being put into food and drinks, so everyone would put aside any food or drinks that have been left unguarded. Then again, I throw caution to the wind with a bismillah, and drink it in one go. Nothing is to keep me from quenching my thirst.

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Food is pricey. One lunch with grilled fish and an orange juice cost me almost RM10. And this is in B@ngi, not some uptown B@ngs@r place where everything is marked up over the top. And I still haven't thought about what to cook for dinner yet. Take out is not an option. It's money splurging thats what take outs are.

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We're going to Berj@y@ TimesSqu@re tomorrow. There is a symposium of some sort. Compulsory for ROs, which I detest. Give me a break, it is in the middle of the city, where human sardines exists during rush hour either on public transports, or on the road (then it'd be vehicle sardines). Why could they not have picked a much lax location, like Putr@j@y@ or Cyberj@y@? Pftth



An island I am not
I'm feeling zen


strange plants at sunset
snapped this on the way to @l@m@nd@


Because I don't know whether aeonity has a subscription mechanism, I just added the blogs I found worth reading here on my friends list. So I hope those I added would not mind (some people do mind, especially when the word there is 'friend', and I'm just a stranger to them).

I was folding laundry earlier on. Mountains of it. And when I fold the laundry, its like when you're on the throne in the loo, my mind starts to wander around and think about things. Lots of things. To a point that I got a headache just from cramming too much, jumping from one topic to another. But what stuck was something on friendship.

I am not the type of person that has tonnes of friends. I have a few close friends, and I get along with everyone else, but that is about it. Keeping friendships and taking care of one, is a whole lot of work. The problem is when I feel I cannot give as much as the other person does. This is for the most why I tend to be friends, but not the kind that has to meet up and talk all the time (with exception to a few that is). It would exhaust and drain me. Plus the frequency of it may even induce boredom. Oh the horror.

Friends are important, but is so self-quality time. I find that if I try to devote more time to friends that I have less time for myself, I'd have this bleak sorry cloud over my head that I would end up being bored.

I think it is like relationships. You have to create some sort of space and not be suffocated. It doesn't mean you love your friends any less. Or that you care for them any less. And I think this is the point where having the same wavelength is an ideal characteristic. Less misunderstanding, less of having to plan too much, expect too much and be disappointed.

That being said, I am grateful for the people around me today.



Tikka Stir-fry Beef
I'm feeling experimental
Makes for 6 adults

Ingredients
0.5kg beef cut into thin strips.
1 medium onion, sliced.
1 large tomato, seeded and sliced.
3 red chillies, seeded and sliced into halves.
1 inch ginger, thinly sliced.
1 heap tablespoon tikka paste (or 2 spoon tikka spice)
Salt and sugar to taste

Method :
Saute onions, chillies, and ginger in a saucepan, till onions browns.
Mix in beef, add in tikka paste, stir well and cover with lid.
Cook for 20 minutes, stirring at 10 minutes intervals, keep lid on otherwise.
Add sliced tomatoes, stir, cover for another 10 minutes, until mixture is semi-dry.
Add salt and sugar to taste, stir for a few minutes.
Lift from stove and serve.

Serving suggestion :
Serve with steamed white rice and vegetable soup. Yums.

Left overs (if any):
Eat with bread.
Make fried rice

Cheats :
Cook with pressure cooker. It is faster and meat becomes more tender.
If you don’t have tikka, normal curry powder will work too. Mix it with a bit of korma powder though.



Saturdays are fun. Perfect for house overhaul
I'm feeling shiny
Minat pulak dekat Jason Mraz ni. Walaupun memang dari dulu la suka lagu dia, start-start dengan wordplay tu. His current one "I'm Yours" is such a feel-goodyish tune that its gotten me in a smile-to-myself kind of moments many a times. I am already working on (in my head that is) on what slideshows I'll be making using that song. Sukanya.

Ibu and Ayah have been gone since Thursday morning. It has been a while since we've been left to fend ourselves by our own. Whats difficult is when these kids have gotten it into their heads that they are already big boys and girls. In terms of age, yes, but certainly not in the sensible department. Then again, maybe it is because I am seeing through the eyes of a 'grownup' that I don't see them have sense (at times). Tapi memang betul lah, kalau orang tu ada sense (eh, rasa macam cerita hana kimi pulak...cakap sense sense ni), ader ke dia biar jer baju yang orang dah penat-penat basuh terperap je dalam besen, or would a person with enough common sense, just leave a sink full of dirty smelly dishes, as if there is some servant to do them?

Tak kan?

I think it is probably in their heads that they have older sisters (me and alang, kakngah is too far away to be counted) to do these things just like ibu does them at times. And that is the sole reason why they don't pull their own weight and get things done as well. You'd have thought that the older they get, the easier the chores will be delegated around. I couldn't have been wrong-er.

Tapi, nasib baik la buat gak bila suruh.

Cooked nasi goreng yesterday, and today penne in tomato sauce for breakfast (oh who cares of pasta is not a morning menu), and then some stir fry beef strips in tikka for lunch (with nasi putih lembik and sup sayur). I was watching a Korean movie a while back and they had this yummy looking beef thingamajig with steaming hot rice. Well, I'd imagined that (the one I cooked) is what it tasted like. I'm sure mine tastes way better.

Korean food have never been all that appealing to me. Not even their barbeque restaurants which some says is a must place to eat at when you're there. The kimchi they so often eat (in the many Korean dramas I have watched) needs more convincing for me to actually eat it. It looks a tad bit like nasi campur, with everything tossed in and mixed around. The only thing that I liked, that I've recently acquired a taste for is the Yogurberry icecream that is said to be from there. Thing is, the outlet over at my place has lousy service and lousy staff and they're so stingy with their swirls of yogurberry. I just wish that they'd been more nice and more accommodating. I don't think I'd be going there again, never mind if I do like it.

Speaking about food, I do have to say that me working have had me eating lots of different outlets. Truth be told, there is nothing all that fascinating about the places I do go and eat at. To most people, it is places that they have been frequenting for ages. Tapi ye lah, kita dulu jalan ngan ibu ayah, makan pun ikut ngan ape ibu ayah makan. We've never even eaten at Pizza Hut pun sangat dulu kan. But I do have a feeling that this is because Ibu keeps saying "Ala, pizza kaklong pun boleh masak". True...tapi sekarang ni, sungguh la ku tak terlayan nak buat pizza schmizza ni.

Since I started working, all the normal food places that I had seen people in, I've managed to step my foot into. The other day, I went grocery shopping with Ibu. We both ended up hungry. And although I had just had my wisdom tooth pulled out, I was adamant to eat. Brought Ibu to the Chicken Rice Shop. Ibu wrinkled her nose when I said I'm treating her there. She never did like the smell of Chinese food. But I told her to trust me and that I know she'd like it. When our orders came, she said "Only this much rice??". I was fooled by that ages ago. The rice portion is just enough to be able to fit with all the other side dishes that were to come, I told her. Sure enough, Ibu was bloated by the end of it. What was a testimonial to it all is that she said, "Nanti boleh lah bawa Ayah sini, mesti Ayah suka Assam Fish tu". See, told you.

Keluarga kita ni, bukan nye rajin makan tempat-tempat yang orang selalu makan. But I don't think we are any different from a lot of other families. Sure, we see a ton of families and people dining, lunching at eateries, but the ones we see there, is just a small percentage of the whole population of Malaysia. I'm sure there are many other people that would be all batak over things like....Secret Recipe? Haha. I'm still afraid to step into Chillies. Mahal sangat. Plus, they serve non halal food as well kan? Places like those are off limits. If I were to write about this up till the letter Z, it would be endless. But I just have to state, there is no reason to be going to such places when there are other places to go to. That is just my opinion lah.



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