Little Beings

Having a kid in the household really spices up the family life. It's just like rearing a pet. Except this little creature requires much more attention, does not eat crappy dog food (only high quality ones) and god forbid, can actually talk. So, it's quite hard to ignore this tiny being.

After the arrival of my cousin, my grandma's house is livelier or noisier, depending on how you view it. Because of him, my grandparents and I actually have something to talk about besides chinese series, which I rarely watch now. They will recall the chaos he created just the day before at their house, how mischievous he was at kindergarten as well as the amusing things he said.

Thinking of him always brings a smile to my face. Children are, undoubtedly, the funniest people on earth. The remarks and questions that they can come up with really stun and astound you at the same time.

Nonetheless, sometimes, you wish you can shut them up or stop them from moving for at least just 10 minutes and you will be the most thankful person on earth. I don't even want to mention the time I had to babysit him in Genting. That was a traumatic experience. Let's move on.

Today, for example, he was exclaiming, "Oh, monster!!"
While I acted scared and went, "Oh no!"
Then, he yelled," RUN!!!"
And I said, "Help!"
So, there we were running away from the monster. And in the end he would kill the monster as Power Ranger or Batman, depending on his outfit.

Now, think same scene but repeated for more than an hour and that was how long I had to go about my pitiful lines and maintain the damsel in distress expression.

His mom asked him to stop the monster nonsense, and stopped it did. But the monster was then replaced by dinosaurs, then aliens and then finally King Kong. And I said those lines until after dinner.

In the drawing below, he reenacted the scene. The one on the left is the horrendous monster, the one in the middle is Power Ranger and finally that thing on the right is ... me.

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But like I said, he is really a joy to the family. My grandparents are happier with him around, although sometimes they can't stand his excessive running and screaming and also the mess he creates everytime he comes over.

We always look back and talk about those funny things he said and did. If I am to talk about those hilarious moments, it will take me hours and by the end of it, all of you will die of boredom. Then again, a lot of things can't be describe by words. I probably wouldn't be able to recreate those scenes with words.

One day, he will grow into a fine young man and hopefully he will remember there is this jie jie who once played with him, taught him a lot of words and made eating rice and drinking water fun. Just the thought that I am here during this fundamental period of his life comforts me.

So, I shall stop here and be grateful to have him as my baby cousin, regardless that we are not biologically related.

I hope he won't be that into costumes when he grows up. That would really be disturbing.

Happy Anniversary

HAPPY TWO YEARS TOGETHER !!!

From both of us to both of us !

A few days late but all is well. The buffet dinner at Sydney Tower was good and the panoramic view of the city was splendid. Really nice but rather confusing, since it was a revolving restaurant. The locations of our seats would be different even after just a few minutes of walking around the buffet table. Confusing indeed, we don't know what the fuck we wrote too.

The chicken satay was really delicious, although it was nothing like the satay at home. They called it chicken satay but it was more like skewed chicken. Caucasians, tsk. The deep fried squid was damn good. The other lamb dishes and grilled Alaskan Salmon were all scrumptious as well. The roll with butter was my personal favourite! I need my super dosage of carbs every day. There is only one picture of the food because the lighting was really dim, we took too many pictures of ourselves and we were too busy eating.

After the heavy meal, we had a good walk back home. Actually, it was more like dragging ourselves since we were too full to walk.

Looking at the picture of the food makes my mouth watery even though today I ate strawberries, spaghetti with tuna and tomatoes, cheeseburger, dried apricots, more than enough chocolate cookies, two Krispy Kreme doughnuts and two huge bowls of fried udon with crabstick and eggs (cooked by Bryan, muacks!).

So, screw you guys, I'm eating doughnut again.

The Apple Tree

The figure above reveals the conflicting minds of me and a typical dim witted "fashion conscious" female. On one hand, I am thinking about all things great as well as Yiling. On the other hand, all that shallow minded female could think about is.......well, I don't even know or care. Its probably something unimportant anyway, perhaps some fruit diet? Whatever. If anyone is offended by this, I suggest going to the nearest mall for "retail therapy". Then, return home and post pictures of "the cute tops and skirts" that nobody cares about, all while saying "OMG, I am so broke now!" on your blog. Add a picture of you camwhoring (after deleting and ruling out the 10 other ugly pictures that look almost exactly the same) in the changing room if necessary.

With warm regards,
Admin Meditator

Dude, Where's Admin Meditator?

Dude, where's Admin Meditator?
Where's Admin Meditator, dude?

At this rate, sooner or later I'll call this site Food and All Things Yi Ling.

Maybe I should follow Admin Meditator's inaction. I've been updating too often, even for my own liking. I think about one post in two weeks? Not good. Now you all know I have no life. Shit.

I am officially 22. Not good too. Not good at all, in fact. I want to be 20 again and look forward to being 21. But I guess shit happens.

Anyhow, a day before my birthday, I went out with two secondary school friends as a pre-birthday celebration. It has been ages since we three met up. So, while waiting for LY to finish work, WT and I went out earlier to catch up on some news. Since punctuality is generally unheard of in her universe, I had to wait for about an hour before her majesty arrived.

After checking out some books in MPH we adjourned to Kim Gary for a drink. The place was packed with people, for reasons I could not comprehend. I am not exactly a fan of that place, but that was my only option to drink Honey Lemon.

We both ordered Green Tea with Honey Lemon or something like that. It does not taste as good as JomBali's version. Then, we ordered soup dumplings with minced pork and vegetables. It was quite delectable, I would say. The portion is big enough to share between two person who want some light snack and just nice for one person who is ordering it as a side order.

Later, we proceeded to Chilli's for dinner. That was after we waited for LY for two years...

The food, needless to say, was superb. We ordered Ranch burger and a salad, to share between the three of us. It was not an attempt to diet but because we wanted to keep our stomach for dessert. It was worth it. I am telling you, it was worth it. Every inch of it.

The salad was really appetizing, I couldn't get enough of it. The burger was not enough to share between three people, hahaha. We did not really like the bacon that came with the burger though. It was too cooked, resulting in it being too difficult bite off.

After satisfying ourselves with the two scrumptious dishes, we checked the menu once again for the dessert and decided on the Hi and Mighty Pie.

That was the best damn thing I've ever eaten. Every single bite was euphoric. If there is a stairway to heaven, this is the stairway to heaven. I could almost see angels surrounding our table and imagining myself kicking them, refusing to share the magnificent pie with anyone else.
That was how good the pie was. Worth kicking angels for.

I was savouring each and every single bite, making it all the more delicious, all the more precious. There is no such thing as guilty pleasure, no such thing as sinful meal. There is only the smile of a grateful food lover after a lovely meal.
Slurps.

You Know What This Means?

This means freedom !!! Woohoo! For three months! Double woohoo!!

I really need this break so I can rejuvenate and go back to college in August fully charged. Like Elecktra or Superwoman. Minus the big boobs and costume.

So what did I learn this semester? I know you did not ask, but I just want to write it anyway. Besides the usual knowledge and experience I gained from all the subjects, there are other vital skills I picked up here and there. For instance, whenever there is a tissue roll in the toilet, take extra before it runs out in one hour's time. Okay, I wanted to write more about the skills I learned but I totally forgot what I wanted to write. Actually, I don't even remember if there is anything else to begin with.

So, moving on,my college life revolves around going to to classes, eating, with friends or alone, going to Summit sometimes and going home. Oh, occasionally I'll go to the enquiry or reception area to study, which used to be rather quiet as not many people would go there. Even if they do, they go there to sleep, like a friend of mine.Haha. It's nice to study there really, the table is big enough, the leather seat is comfortable and it is set at the optimum temperature. Perfecto.

But, lately many students go there to do their assignments with their laptops on and BLASTING the crappy songs of this generation. Bloody bloody hell. Screw all the songs with their stupid lyrics. Screw all the no-one-understands-how-I-feel emo shit. Gothic crap. Punk bullshit. Give me back the songs of the good old days. I want real, talented singers with brains, not some teenager who barely step out into the world singing about life. Lip-synch and depend entirely on the recording studio to alter the tuneless croaking to sound something like a cricket shrilling. And then earning big bucks and fame, then feel superior but ask for privacy because "I am only human, I need privacy too." And I need your money, asshole.

Phew. I just defeated the purpose of writing this entry. Shall refrain myself from complaining next time. So, anyway, these are a few photos of some of the food I took during break time or after class or even in class. Photos of food eaten during Spring Semester. Yes-lah. A perfect way to end this entry and the semester with good thoughts.

To those who are still taking exams, I just want to say, WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!!!!
The writing on the cake for the last photo has nothing to do with me. As if the delicious blueberry cheesecake not cheesy enough, a lame classmate has to be extra cheesy and wrote that. It's like," dudeeeeeee, what are you thinking?!?!"
Oh well, hope the lecturer buys it. Then we will get our A, yay!

Goodbye, spring. Hellooooooo free time!

The End of Spring Semester

Hellooooooo everybody! How have you all been? Still raping your dogs?

Anyway, I am feeling great today. Just took a shit awhile ago. Nice. Spring semester is ending and it's good news since it was a fucking hectic semester. I have been having migraine for the past week till now. Dad just gave me a pill for migraine that my aunt from Paris left for us. The instructions were all in French, so I might have taken a mothball for all I know. Wish me luck !

I spent the last two months doing assignments, organizing events, studying for quizzes and tests, shooting a film and arguing with my bf. I hardly had time to do things I enjoy, like doing nothing.

The reason why I am writing this pointless post is because I am supposed to be doing my Chemistry assignment now. The whole bloody chapter of that miserable subject is even more pointless than this post, I tell you. Argh. Roar. Don't even let me get started on it or this post will be a long, boring and sleep inducing post like ALL your posts, Chua.

Tomorrow I got to travel all the way to college just to hand up the assignment. Bloody hell. Still, I am kind of looking forward to traveling back in RapidKL, just hope it won't rain. And this time, I better remember to stop at Mid Valley and not KL Sentral. That dodgy place is always full of creepy looking men who stared at you like the perverts they are.

By the way, people, my birthday is coming soon. I will be 22 years old. Hmm, twenty two. If you ask me, that's a pretty big number. After all, I could only count until 10.

So, I better get going now and try to do my assignment. Be good, people, don't try naughty naughty things !
Goodbye!

Thank you Australia

This is my third year in this country and I have only about 6 more years to go before I graduate. Much has happened and my way of life has quickly adapted to this shit hole of a country. I thank Australia for everything that has happened. In fact, I love Australia so much that this post will be mainly about my gratitude.

Thank you Australia for the "Go Green campaigns" which I couldn't be bothered with. You encourage us to use less and recycle more. Because of tree hugging hippies like you, I feel no guilt now when I litter, knowing that there are plenty of assholes like you to balance the ecological footprint I leave. Thank you Coles for using extra thin plastic bags to save the environment. I now have to demand that my groceries be double bagged, causing more damage to the environment. Thank you Dalgety Square for increasing the rent and then claiming that cold water is completely free. I can now go to university with my cold tap running just to make every cent of my money count.

Thank you Australian hippies who protest against hydroelectric dams, a renewable source of energy when Australia burns tremendous amounts of coal just to power its cities. From your neon lights to your air conditioners to even your recycling plants, I'd say until you are willing to live like a third world country, shut the hell up about your contradictory filled propagandas. You assholes still emit more carbon dioxide than most countries. From your dishwashers to your gay ass sprinklers bought by incapable middle aged men, its no wonder your bloody water reserves are decreasing.

Thank you UNSW for having a retarded amount of parking lots around campus. Thank you Australia for the time limit for the parking spots. With these two combined, I thank you all for me only needing to go to university twice a week for "parking reasons". Thank you UNSW for your inefficient administration, your examinations in the race course, as well as cocky but retarded tutors. My university life could never be more pleasant.

Thank you Sydney for your teenage wannabe locals, riding around in their souped up Imprezas. You assholes stink up the place, 50 in a car, wearing cheap NY caps, all while blaring some nigger music that most people who do not want to spend their lives in McDonalds would not care about. Thank you Australia for your overpriced car insurance, I am now driving around uninsured and am more likely to commit a bang and run. Thank you Australia for the never ending supply of Asians who are not proud to be Asians. You morons elevate the rest of us a step higher in the food chain. Thank you Australia for the Chinese girls who greet and lure ONLY CAUCASIANS into their restaurants. You clearly know how to trade pride with money.

To sum up my gratitude towards Australia, I present you this:




Thank you Australia for everything,
Meditator

The Reason to Live

This is life.








































This is not.

















Even my late mini pincher was heavier than her.



*The face of the person is covered with a piece of shit to protect her reputation as a celebrity.

I Need to Sleep

It's way past midnight and I have a morning class tomorrow but I just can't sleep. Maybe it's the lai char (tea in HK style, you fags) I took this evening or the chocolate I ate just now, either way I am still wide awake.

Actually, I have nothing to talk about, but I figure writing this would be more beneficial than studying. I don't really know why this would be more beneficial as the only person who would be reading and commenting would probably be my boyfriend. I think I better force some friends to comment tomorrow. Must jaga muka.

You know, I really should be studying for my quiz or doing my assignments. But I am tired and I can't concentrate and I am beginning to feel sleepy. Woot !

Earlier on, I was listening to some jazz songs. It has been awhile, maybe a couple of weeks, since I last listened to jazz music. I've almost forgot how nice the feeling is. Ahh, bless the creator(s) of Jazz.

I hope I can go to Mid Valley again one of these days. Within this week, in fact. I want and need to buy the necklace I saw today. It's a present I am getting for myself. It's bloody 63 bucks. So tell me it's nice if you ever see me wearing it. In fact, tell me it's so fucking nice you are jealous I am so beautiful and intelligent.

Okay, so I'm still not sleepy yet. Maybe I should call him. But his sexam is this friday. Nuh, I'll just let him sleep and complain later that he is never there for me. That will give me another reason to give him a reason to give me a present. Weeeeeeee.

I think I shall end this post here and stare at it until I feel sleepy. Goodnight.

The boy named B and the girl named Y

There is this couple, a boy named B and a girl named Y. They have been together for one year and two months, but they never really did see each other for the whole duration. You see, the boy is in Sydney and the girl is in Malaysia. When they actually get to spend time together, they appreaciate it a lot, although they argue very often.

The girl enjoys eating a lot. She was once a very sickly child, thus she never get to enjoy most of the food other kids took for granted. So now she enjoys her food very much, so much that the scrawny boy named B gains weight everytime he comes back to Malaysia. Oh boy, you should see how happy they are when they are eating !

Sad to say, they have not been eating together for two months over. They long for each other's touch and kisses but good things don't come easy. There will be a few more years before they can actually see each other anytime of the day, whenever they want.

Hopefully November will be here and the haze will go away. Then the boy named B and the girl named Y will be able to look into each other's eyes and say "You are a fag."