Dedicated to those unsure about the future

When you like something so much, you want the whole world to know that is your passion. That's the point of my blog. I wouldn't call what I always write about (friends, clothes, food, travel) as my 'passion', sounds too superficial right? It has to be something intellectual, something serious.

I don't know what I am going to do with the rest of my life. I do know what kind of job a microbiologist can do, how much is my salary, where can I work etc. But if people keep insisting do what you like best, I can't really keep giving reviews about food, writing about where I went and talk about clothes. After all, we are expected to have a serious career and get a serious job once we get a serious degree to seriously make money. Not talk about clothes.

instant gratification

I am the type of person who wants instant gratification. I take pills, I want to get better immediately. I work out, I expect to see some numbers change (either on the scale or my clothing size). I want something, I gotta have it now. I study, I expect to see good exam results. People can tell patience is not really my strongest virtue

What I need to know right now is some things do take time.

cupcake chic @ sunway pyramid

The price is only 1/3 of the normal price of the normal price of cupcakes in Edmonton, hence you get only 1/3 of the Edmontonian size too.
Believe me, I've been to almost all cupcake shops there is in Edmonton. I love cupcake so much that my friends gave me 2 dozens of cupcakes instead of the regular cake for my 20th birthday.

(Sebenarnya saya ada cita-cita terpendam nak jadi host di Travel and Living Channel atau The Food Network.)

of beauticians and dentists

Having facials is like going to the dentist. Its painful, but you have to do it. Plus I am not blessed with a flawless and clear skin. Its not that I don't know how to clean my own teeth, just like I know how to wash, moisturize, scrub etc, but sometimes you just have to leave it to the experts. It has never been a 'pampering moment' for me. No it does not mean I am a high maintenance person, it just means that I value my skin as much as my dental hygeine.

P/s: i have no idea what she put on my skin. Now its red and dry. My cheeks resemble an edible ripe tomato

pfft

I'm glad to be home, don't get me wrong. Everything I want I can get it here without worrying. I don't have to think about my allowance, and food is readily available. I don't have to do the dishes or cook dinner.

But I miss going out and doing whatever I want whenever I want. I miss socializing, being in the constant company of people day and night. I never have to report to anyone who am I with, why am I with that person, and I don't have to go home if I don't want to.

Is this the price of my freedom?

secret recipe @ bukit jelutong

Kat edmonton jumpa orang sama, kat Malaysia jumpa orang sama.. Sigh, I think I need a life lah. But thanks sebab belanja cake!

cravings

I was never the girl who counted calories when I eat, never could go on a diet, rarely skip dessert, although I do strive for a healthy, balanced (sometimes organic) meal.

However being back in Malaysia I find the food taste is too strong. Too spicy, too salty, too sweet, too excessive. Maybe I was used to the bland, boring mat saleh palate and suddenly there are fireworks in my mouth.

mreowowow

Sedapnya tidur dalam bilik Ainaa

dome @ klcc

No pictures needed to remind me of the (almost) brother I never had.

delish @ mid valley megamall

Lunch at Delicious @ Mid Valley Megamall. I miss the large Canadian serving portion. Malaysia should be more generous, because I am still not full after eating my main course!!!

11.25pm

This unexpected freedom bestowed upon me was a blessing in disguise. Never did I felt my mind was opened up to different possibilities. Ideas flowed easily, I don't have to think about anyone but myself. So right now, I will do what I see is right for myself: I choose to leave. If anyone else thinks otherwise, they should give me back the reason for me to stay.

what you don't know won't hurt you

I just realised that my ambitions of becoming the next Anthony Bourdain contradicts with my principles as a microbiologist.

How am I going to be able to enjoy the good street food sold at road side stalls (like pisang goreng or roti canai) if I keep noticing the moulds, spores, and hazardous pathogens??

Lately I insist that the restaurant kitchen cooks my burgers and steak until there is no hint of pink-ness at the centre of the meat. But to my disappointment, I get a big piece of blackened meat, rendered to its absolute carbon form.

I am not paranoid, I just don't want to be infected by Salmonella sp. or Campylobacter jejuni or E. coli and get Guillaime-Barre syndrome.

the grass is always greener on the other side

Take a look around you. Only sand and wind, this is a freaking dune. The scent of valley flowers still strong on her clothes, heady and intoxicating. But that was the past, now move on quick and fast. There is nothing for you here. What is that, an oasis? Don't be fooled by the mirage and mind tricks.

she blows hot, she blows cold

This idle mind breeds poisonous thoughts. It needs to be occupied by something. Not just a hobby, but something it is passionate about, for my mind have been known to loose interest in things quickly.

Post Created 2011-07-07 11:18:37 PM

Confession:
I have a soft spot for cruel, scheming, selfish women in movies or TV series. The character that everyone hates. And it doesn't bother me that the character does not end up happily ever after. For example Anne Boleyn from The Tudors.

Seoul

He chose a dark corner for some privacy. (Oh boy, this is going to get messy). He gruntled. Sweating, he dug in, hungry for the main course. I on the other hand, had to sample everything. He skipped the kimchi, the bean sprouts, and the seaweed. Too sour for him I guess, plus he hated bean sprouts anyways. That was my first official encounter with proper korean food. Yes, it was in Edmonton, Canada.
I was never a Korean-phile (is there such word? I know Francophile exists). But when a friend suggested to go to Seoul I was more than excited to go. Seoul is a lot like Hong Kong, only cleaner, more expensive, and prettier too. The only downside is these people do not know how to speak english (kata negara maju, nak cakap bahasa orang putih pun susah!!!). Vanity and image are two most important things for Koreans, so that's why I guess this place is such a shopping heaven.
I will definately go there again, for I have sold my soul and left my heart in Korea.