` cinderella

I PAINTED MY FLOWERS!

That's the indefinite power of Royal Icing. I love love love it.

So...

I had to bake two cakes last night, to stack and frost for my graduation cake.

Once again, I completely forgot to prepare a proportionate cake board. I never fail to forget the cake board! Ah... Must remember to remember.

Last year I remember my Instructor saying that I needed two recipes of buttercream icing to frost a cake. I cleverly thought that my cake this round was.. smaller? I had no idea how wrong I was to decide to make only one recipe. Why? Because I only managed to cream in between the two cakes so it would stack, not fall and frost the top of the cake! :( My cake was about five and a half to six inches tall! Not to mention, it was weirdly oval.

Oh. Did I mention that I only started frosting my cake at 1am? Yeah. At 1.30am, my kakak was already sleeping (like duh!). So, I had to wash up the beater, the bowls, the icer tip, get the ingredients out and all. I wanted so much to cry at that time because I felt so helpless and alone. After I whipped up one more recipe of buttercream icing, I completed the frosting for the rest of the cake. Oh. The joy. The joy of completing it all on my own. The Icer tip is so helpful I tell you! *Cheerful smile*

I went to bed with a light heart at 3am. Believe me, I'm not complaining. I was so happy that I finished the frosting and that I didn't have to rush it all today. Plus, the fact that I was in bed? Priceless. So I just went to sleep. :)

- Acapella version of Man in the Mirror played on Lite.fm right before I slept. :)

Daffodil
1. Six petals
2. Build a trumpet
3. Add the zig-zags on top of trumpet
4. Squeeze the tip of petals
5. PAINT

Alright. I had to stack it because we needed it tall enough so we could do the "basket weave". Apparently I was nearly the only idiot who baked and frosted such a tall cake!!! I mean.. Tall meaning more difficult basket weaving. Plus, we were only going to learn the basket weaving technique on the graduation day itself. Last night, I was so "kiasu"! I started trying it but I didn't know which horizontal line or which vertical line had to come first or second or what not. It was... Depressing. Turns out, it was more proportionate than anyone else's one in class. Plus the rope borders and all. -to be continued

At 6.30am I got up (feeling all nauseous) to send the girls to school.

Every morning, I walk out with my purse and cellphone. There's a catch to it. When I remember all that, I forget my car keys. Yes. Everyday. Okay. Never mind that. Today, I remembered my car keys! *here's where you clap*. When I was out of my housing area, I suddenly realised I didn't have my purse or cellphone.

No purse = No ID / drivers license
No cellphone? I cannot contact ANYONE if I happened to get into any trouble or accident!

What's worse than driving in your PAJAMAS after three hours of sleep, only to be greeted by rows and rows of flags by the various parties in plight to campaigning for the upcoming elections. 0.o? oh and here's the punch line. With NO ID or cellphone? :) Just grin and bear. Grin and bear. haha.

1oam, got my apps and student ID done up. 0.o Ask me again why I think we're meant to be. :)

LJ came by to my place at about one to re-prepare the dance moves for this audition we're going for tomorrow morning! haha. We're so last minute.

*yells* Step with left leggggg!

-continue
Rushed off when time came to go for class.

We learnt the basket weaving and rope techniques today. I didn't really practice it in class cos I did it at home last night. Kiasu (scared to lose) and Kiasi (scared to die). haha.

Normally, the spot where my partner and I sit, we get direct air con blows. Mind you, every class, we complain like anything. Today, everyone was so tensed, no one had any time to complain. Long story short, I didn't have the power or strength to do as much as I planned due to my lack of sleep and shaking hands from basket weaving my entire cake! Oh well, i'm to blame anyhoo! haha.

Nevertheless, I am happy with the results. Everyone in class commented how vibrant the colours of my flowers were. They liked the painting too! :) My former and present Instructor said I had one of the best colour flow birds they've ever seen. *Mine was definitely the prettiest, puffiest and neatest in class! Cos the rest either sunk in or smudged. :( Gosh i'm not bragging. A girl's got her right to be proud once in a while.

I'd say most of the class arranged the flowers better than I did.
Well, they do this for a living!
This is my hobby.
I still got the prettiest flowers! *sticks out tongues*
haha.

Thanks mom and sis for my magic box!


` i'll always be your cinderella

` RIP

I just lost Hope today.

15th Feb 2008-27th Feb 2008

God bless her soul. sigh.

Okay. At least my flight to Brisbane, Sydney and back is secured.
God is good.

I'm aching from golf.

I was doing my third class on Royal Icing today.


Sugar Artist cos I finally got my long overdue apron from ICCA. It wasn't all that nice except the Sugar Artist part. Anyway, I call that box my magic box because I stuff everything i need for class in that box. =) No need for extra bags and what nots. I mean. Only for class. Don't get me wrong. I need this entire cupboard at home for my icing stuff alone. I need the entire dry kitchen and round area when I start icing. Well lets say the magic box works wonders in its own way for class.

I don't like the Victorian Rose. It looks very messy. No doubt the petals look more real (because of the curve at the tip) but i'd stick to the Wilton Rose anytime. Oh and I love the rossets. So simple and pretty. Must remember to pipe rose buds. :s

We did like five new flowers today. I'm still waiting for the life sized flower forming class to start. That's a must go. For now, they have Debbie Brown coming down to do a demo on figurine modeling. This Debbie Brown is part of the British Sugarcraft Guild. Power pack. I was thinking if I should've considered going (besides the fact it would cost approximately RM3000 for about 3 days) cos it was all hands-on. Then I realised figurines weren't where my passion laid.

I want to do flowers. Life sized flowers. Then I want to do air-brushing. Till then, all else's gotta wait. I like Royal icing and I am proud to say that I did the 1st batch of Royal Icing at home alone! And it fluffed up just right! Everyone else in class today were saying they couldn't get it, so on, so forth. Okay i'm not being snobbish. I'm just proud I managed. AND, my flowers were pretty. Now I just need to figure my graduation piece. Think think think girl!

Butter Cream definitely tastes better but it doesn't stand as well as Royal Icing. Royal Icing is good for keeping. Yikes. Fondant up next. *shruggs

On a random note, I painted a layer of gold shine on my violets, violet leafs and apple blossom.
Now they're all shiny-winy!
*gleaming and clapping with joy*



For the bird which required colour flow, my first set of purple birds turned out pretty. My second set of blue birds? I forgot the white chest so I painted em orange (which didn't turn out all too well). Plus, this friend of mind insisted I painted them brown. Boy, the blue birds are yours on special request. Take the blue-brown/orange birds. Lol. The pink ones? Well, I suppose they don't look too bad. Too much pink, not enough borders and I think I kept the colour flow for a wee-bit too long.

I know they're not much but they're my first colour flow pieces ever. They puffed up like my instructor said it was supposed to! :) With no instructor, mind you. No instructor, you ask? Well, I left class early the last time. So I came home and whipped my own magic out of spite that is now replaced with love. :)

I saw the birds in class! They weren't as dainty and pretty as mineeeee!
*smiling from ear to ear*

Note to self. Don't move it when its not completely dry. It cracks up. *bitch. rolls eyes.

Yours truly.

` guess my *ss

Guess bags are

overrated
abit ugly (the new ones)
well known for reproducing similar designs to other branded goods.
going on SALE.

I bought mine for about 400 when it was brand new and have it go on sale later on.
Hell hath no fury like a woman's scorn.
Don't buy guess.
(unless they're worth more than 500 or from overseas i guess? Wtv)

okay. There're some nice ones la. Gee. Lol. Oh and have you seen fake guess bags?
*slaps forehead

okay. Harsh harsh. But guess is overrated. Suck it up. :)

On a lighter note, Marc n Mikey managed to secure all our seats
via SIA -> Brisbane -> Sydney -> Singapore -> M'sia.
Woohoo. All 30 plus of us in one same plane? What more can we be blessed with? Praise God.

Marc and I celebrating our victory with golf tomorrow (apparently).

Movie-ing with the "anti-piracy" guy and my "bff" so long overdue.

Went to Hrtmas tdy, 3rd class down. I can do this. I will survive tmr. I will. try. hah.

And Westerhout, you know we'll *cough cough* miss you while you're not here right?

HELL YEAH I MISS YOU. DID YOU HEAR I PLAYD THE DRUMS? HELL THATS HOW MUCH I MISS YOU ALRDY! *COUGH CHOKE COUGH* haha. Enjoy yourself aight? Heineken!~

On a more serious note,

Five way fight in Sarikei, Kung Chin Chin contesting as an independent! *WADDAHECK

Does she freaking know what she's doing? Do the parents in local grounds know what they're in for? Gosh!

` me myself i

I am happy :)

Tender . Love . Care . Faith . Hope

I deleted the post before this due to impersonal reasons. Oikos list. Oikos list. Oikos list.

Anyways, today I've had random thoughts in my mind. Previous memories that bring great joy.

Earlier today, I went to the driving range with a friend.

Random convo

1: Using 9 ar?
2: Yeah
1: If 7 and 9 hit same distance, might as well use 9 right?
2: heh. Haven't got into the momentum ma!
...
1: Not bad shot!
2: Yeah. Sure. THANKS! I mean.. One out of maybe 100? =_=
...
2: 5 used to be my best club.
1: USED TO.
2: *wtfffffffffff* haha.

Anyways, back to my memory part. This is how much I think he loves his sister.

One night, his sister wanted to stay over at my place. She had beforehand gotten into trouble with her parents so he knew that if she came home to get permission and to pick up her things, she wouldn't be allowed out. So, joker brother grabs a few sets of clothes for her, puts them into a bag, runs to meet a bunch of us down the next street from his house.

Your actions speak louder than words. :)




My bestfriend called to tell me that my ex bestfriend called her to tell her our "situation".

Lets make this clear. There isn't a situation. You gave me enough time to get used to life without you. It isn't about not forgiving you. There is absolutely nothing to forgive when the choices and priorities you make is well.. Yours. Don't just waltz into my life, pretend that the past never happened. My stand still remains. You message and IM me apologising and what not. We can have lunch&dinner, pool&foos and beer and all but you never make one move. Your actions speak louder than words. Mind you, I am not mean. I'm just me.

Trying my hand with Royal Icing for the first time! :)
I've got to say i was pretty psyched by the results!

signing off with high spirits.
:)

` iking much

a little girls dream come true.
ask me again why i love my house.

boy i hope Aaron doesn't see this.
Thats me trying on his Ice hokey pants or wtv that is.
Apparently, Daniel bought it back from Canada at $160.
=_=
necessary?

We'll miss you Shawn!
*cough cough cough*

Lastly, my favourite picture.

Coming early to put up your banner obviously doesn't pay off.
This makes the phrase "early birds get the worm" redundant.

Vote wisely.
Follow the Iking step.

` RIP

Dominic Lai

1955-2008

` i was happy

WAS

` feist the cny

Small talk: Hi. Do you have a map? Oh cos i'm lost in your eyes.

my grams aka the chonker aka banker
aka
gives you back your money when you lose.
Mind you, she wins ALOT.
She SUPER "ong".

wahhhh..
too many pics more.
Sorry to all the crank heads of mine whom I didn't get to *chikchak* with.

_lets_all_be_lala_

where'd you find HIM ? >.<

The blood of martyrs - nourishment to the seed of our faith.

` you me

you confuse me .

you don't care .

you don't have the strength .

neither have I .

life has to go on, with or without you.

we'll survive this, ride the storm.

Together or not, let fate decide .

sweetheart, bitterheart,
now I can't tell you apart.

` beauty in breakdown

I doubt anyone would actually read this blog because this isn't my ... "official" blog that I suppose i'm supposed to update. Even my best friends don't know about this. haha.

Expect nothing. Live frugally on surprise.

It's hard not to expect anything at all when we embark on a journey or anything, for that matter, in life. It sucks that the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak.

Surprise on the other hand, is a different situation. It really depends what it is we call "surprise".

When you're invited to a party that was organised for you and you see people you care for and not there. That's one. Sometimes, we pretend to be surprised even though we're pretty aware that everyone's being weird around us and we're just waiting for that one moment where they spring up on us. That's another.

Then there's the "surprise" when someone/people go the extra mile for you when you least expect it. (thanks mom and dad for the water bag! I love you both)

There's the present-opening-time and you open all sorts of funky stuff that you like/dislike, want or not, need or not.

Long story short, I love surprises. They plaster the smile on my face and give me the strength to go on.

On a random note,

1: Ah! I was so mad at him! I thought he was perfect! Until I saw him in the car..
2: Haha. It's okay. I get irritated by terrible drivers too!
1: You don't get it! I'd rather someone horned at me than stare at me with fiery eyes.
2: Yeah that's true. *shivers
1: It was a frigging boulder but i tried to make it a pebble!
2: No one's perfect. Its. 60% good & 40% bad or 95% good 5% bad. I think you've got the latter so suck it up!
1: Yeah. Anyway, the waterworks helped. =)
2: It always does. It's not that we cry on purpose. It just comes but we make it a bit more dramatic.
*laughs.

In my life, there are four kinds of people.

runaways
They SMS/IM: about how they feel about this or that, what they should do or whatnot.
i.e. Tries to sort out a misunderstanding.
In Reality/face2face: They don't do anything about it, act like nothing's going on or nothing's wrong.

i-have-yet-to-name-this-species
They SMS/IM: very little about what they feel, barely try to address the problems, its always too long to type.
In Reality/face2face: Bloody hell, they sit you down and force it (the problem) out of you, literally. Sometimes they come on too hard.

the in-betweens
I suppose its pretty normal to be sitting on the fence and weighing the pros and cons.

the suckers
Who just avoids any sort of confrontation on sorting out.

Just last week, I made a bet with this friend of mine. This bet was if a certain someone turned up at the party, i'd have to pay her 10 ringgit. But knowing that certain someone well enough to know that he/she'd chicken out, obviously I won the 10 ringgit. It wasn't about the money. It was the fact that the certain someone proved me right. Thanks.

Another random moment,

1: What you eating?
2: I don't know..
3: Go ask for kuey teow sup kering.
1 & 2: *WTH?
2: Hi aunty, saya mau makan kuey teow sup kering.
4: Lu mau kuey teow hitam keling?

- the end -

That wasn't in any way to disrespect my fellow countrymen. It was just that the lady couldn't pronounce the "r" and it sounded like "l". It was her genuine mistake and i'm sure she didn't know what it meant. =_='

Sometimes when things go wrong, you try to fix them.
When there is a long wait in between, the phase when I still wanted things right again has come to pass. Thus, resulting to the phrase carpe diem.

Someone I once knew told me "Friends come and go. They are passing ships". Because of you, I said "No". I set my foot down. Then I realised my mistake. My mistake of trusting and believing that you'd still be by my side, regardless. Guess I believed wrong. Then again, I believe wrong alot.

Now you waltz back into my life and try to make things right? After all the months of sleepless nights? If only life were that simple.

If only I could turn back time, you said.
If only I knew it back then.
If only I set my priorities right.
If only I didn't mess it all up.

The list of If only's can go on forever. Carpe diem. Seize the day. Seize the moment.

I'm trying to live life this way. I want to love life. How can we love if we don't love ourselves?

When we look in the mirror, who or what do we see?

I want to look back in life, five years from today and know that I don't regret anything I did. That I learnt something from everything i've done and been through.

You once told me that life never gets so bad it can't get worse.

Do you remember? I do...

I think life is as much as we make of it. Half empty, or half full.

For you,

I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken -- and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I lived.

Margaret Mitchell

Relationships are like glass. Sometimes it's better to leave them broken than try to hurt yourself putting it back together.

Happiness will never come to those who fail to appreciate what they already have.

God, please grant me the courage and perseverance to unravel the mysteries and wonders of life. Help me realise my purpose here. Forgive me for all else.

` catalyst

Mac is Back!

` delayed reaction

my favourite shot during the English New Year Lunch.

**************

Happy Birthday Carrine!

***************

Dial 1300-I-WANNA-KNIT

haha. some cupcakes Jo n Liv did.
So obvious which ones Livvy made.

*******

Happy Birthday Mikey!

what a way to kickstart CNY.
mani n pedicures! =)

toodles my loves!

rushing and racing and running in circles
moving so fast I'm forgetting my purpose
blur of the traffic is sending me spinning
getting nowhere

my head and my heart are colliding chaotic
pace of the world I just wish I could stop it
Try to appear like I've got it together
I'm falling apart

save me, somebody take my hand and lead me
slow me down, don't let love pass me by
just show me how, cause I'm ready to fall
slow me down, don't let me live a lie
before my life flies by, I need you to slow me down

sometimes I fear that I might disappear
in the blur of fast forward I falter again, forgetting to breathe
I need to sleep, I'm getting nowhere

all that I've missed I see in the reflection
pass me while I wasn't paying attention
tired of rushing, racing and running, I'm falling apart

the noise of the world is getting me caught up
chasing the clock and i wish i could stop it
just need to breathe, somebody please , slow me down