I have decided to stop blogging here!
Missadora is packing her bags and moving off! =)
If you are interested to find out where my new rant-site is,
contact me on msn or email me.
~The End~
Un job pour m'epanouir
7 years ago
Oh, scratch it all below.
If you must read it, then :
All you people would have wasted a fraction of a few seconds to read the post below because it purely brings about no insight/inspiration into your lives.
'Be kinder than necessary because everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle.'
If that is going to be my tagline.
Then thats how I should play my cards.
*satisfied smirk*
Ever felt stuck in between two worlds where you just can't be nice both ways?
Why does the world make it so difficult to be nice sometimes?
You smile too much - you are delusional.
You frown too much - you are depressed.
You talk too much - you are hyperactive.
You talk too little - you are aloof and cold.
Ever did something nice and have it shoved back into your face?
Unappreciated? Taken for granted?
Sometimes life is like facade.
Wait, haven't I said something similar like this before?
You smile to everyone you see because they are acquaintances.
You say you're fine but really, are you really?
You act awfully happy and bubbly because you want the people who truly matter around you to be happy and not worried about you.
You tell yourself everythings gonna be allright.
But is it really gonna be allright?
You tell yourself your nightmares is gonna be gone soon?
But is it really ever gonna go away for good?
Is it normal for it to creep up on you unexpectedly and grab you from the back?
Depression, anxiety, anguish.
Feeling like you are worth nothing more than a piece of thrown-out garbage?
Everything is garbage.
Haa haa here. Haa haa there. Haa haa everywhere.
Wheee! There she goes, Little Miss Delusional.
If you loved me, would you hurt me?
If you loved me, would you hurt me?
Yes! No! Yes! No! Yes! Ahh whatheheck.
Just do it!
We are human afterall.
Yeps. We are meant to hurt one another.
We sin. Thats what Jesus is for mar. He takes away our sin.
So we really have a passport you see, a passport to sin.
After we sin, we say sorry and we get forgiven.
Because we come to our senses early.
Whoops. Did I offend you?
Sorry-lah!
You shudder and cry and then force yourself back on the feet.
Why?
Because you must be strong. Because thats the way it is. Life goes on.
Doesn't anyone feel a little stretched thin then? A little too worn out sometimes.
You push everything to the limit and you feel like a puppet.
A little too bubbly.
A little too happy.
A little too fake.
Oh why don't you just get over it.
Injustified? Suck it up lah.
Annoyed? Suck it up lah.
Go home and make an emo post out of it. Sulk and go to bed.
Wake up and forget about it the next day.
Isnt that how it always goes?
Oh shut up.
When is it gonna stop then?
Never. Because you are a born Pushover.
Its a dog eat dog world out here.
Feel betrayed by someone who is supposed to be there?
Feel bereft, and alone?
Yeah, well haven't we all been there?
Maybe its just the hormones?
Aw, go home and make an emo post out of it.
Wake up tomorrow and forget it.
Isnt that the way it always goes?
Yes. Because you are supposed to be nice, isn't it?
Nice?
I had the most amazing weekend ever!
Have I ever told you how much I love baking?
Yeah, we ALL gotta pose with it man! Largest cookie we've ever made. LoL!
*** This trio of pic should actually be a quartet however Littleplate has left us before we set this giant sucker cookie into the oven to bake - and also before I decided to whip out my handy camera...so, Littleplate, your phantom pictures lie in my blog...****
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The Baking Process
unbaked cookie dough looks tempting enough to eat!
A creative creation of Littleplate! A baked cookie dice! Isn't it cute!?
And the many assorted shapes that we made... hearts, flowers, butterflies, a moon, including non-appetizing ones, like poopshaped ones, maggots, boobs (literally)...etc
Doesn't this pic look so Valentine-ish!?
Of course there is always the DARK side of baking... and would you believe it? Of all the days - it was on this day that there was NO WATER SUPPLY.*let me hear you GASP*
The horror!!! All the unwashed pots, pans, utensils coated with cookie dough~!
Hence, taa daa as you see, we have decided to collect pailful of water from the toilet (luckily connected to a reserve tank) and slowly wash our way through.
One Pail At A Time!
*I swear I have grown to respect the invention of modern water supply and utility*
The amount of cookies we baked!
Aww, just one more pic. It looks so damn.... HAPPY. =DCan you spot it?!
*p/s: The brightly coloured stars were MY IDEA!*
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Aside from that, I have also made Chawanmushi! Oh yesss!
I am NEVER paying to eat chawanmushi outside again! Its so expensive now that I know exactly what resides in a bowl of chawanmushi.
Ahhhh... doesn't it look so nice?! Wheee...! Now i can make chawanmushi to satisfy my whims and cravings anytime!And hey, I have gotten soooo many people to eat it. They shall all testify that it is 100% edible, delicious & Chawanmushi like.
You want one? Come lah. I make for you! Mwwwaaahahahaha!
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On a different note, today was a rather blue-ish (maybe purple-ish) Tuesday! I swear, three day weekends make ANYONE feel lazy. Ugh.
The morning is utterly.boring.omg.omg.omg.omg.kill.me.already.
thank.God.I.have.funny.colleagues.around.to.keep.me.entertained.and sane!
It was sad during lunch too. I wanted to eat fried glass noodles so badly but my colleagues decided they prefer another place for lunch - so...I ended up having rice.
Oh my glass noodles...! I miss you so...!
*boo!*
However things were different when I reached home!
Whee...I recieved a call from my Tai Poh's dad cum transporter, he has returnth from Canada, the land keeping my Tai Poh seemingly captive in a sea of assignments and waves of exams!
He transported this back for me from her! Isn't it so prettily wrapped?
Wheee! I do so love pweety wrappers! It makes me so excited!
Of course, I shredded the wrapper after taking this picture to reveal....
A multitude of gifts! Hee. Including the bracelet.
Everything she got me seems COLOUR CODED.
Tai Poh, I really wanted a calendar (EXACTLY the type you just got me) omg omg omg why do you still read minds?! MY MIND? puhhleaze, have some courtesy next time to pre-inform me of such incidents before i shred your wrapping and start squealing oohs and ahhs enough to frighten my dad!
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And to top of the wonderful gift?? Qwerty has returnth from Camerons too! And he was thoughtful enough to return with two packets of.....
wait for it...
wait for it...
STRAWBERRIES! 
Don't they just look zomg!?!?
I haven had strawberries in AGES and AGES and AGES *it seems*
More importantly, I have just *pats tummy* devoured one whole box. Yeah, the box on the right. All.By.Myself.
Gorging on strawberries. What a way to end the day!!!
*HAAPYYYYNESSSSS*
Aaaaah, it turned out to be a wunderful Tuesday afterall!
=D Special thanks to my baking gang...
& Cherisue for playing AND trashing me at scrabble on the same night. =.= RITTTE. shoulda taken a picture of her OH-SO-DAMNED-SMUG-FACE.
*huffs*
And of course to my beloved Taipoh & Qwertyy.
*mwah to ya'll*
Spread the love, yo - V-day is coming!
A rainbow.
A representative of everything beautiful, right and good.
What exactly is a rainbow?
As far as my knowledge goes, a rainbow is a mere refraction of pure "white" light at an angle of 40 degrees. The refracted light results in the seven colours in the rainbow due to their difference in refractive wavelength...or something like that.
Even in scientific theory, the occurence of a rainbow seems magical to me.
From a single source of pure light, it can disperse into so many different colours. Colours that shape every dimension of our world. I have always been the crayons-and-cotton-candy girl when I was younger. The type to believe in Santa Claus and magical fairy tales....
No matter how old I will be, I will always believe that the rainbow is more than a scientific serendipity of refracted light at different wavelengths. A rainbow is a symbol, a representative of everything beautiful and right. Of everything good and hopeful.
A streak of colour that slashes the gloomy sky after a stormy weather - it metaphorically and literally resembles a streak of hope slicing through the dark.
Rainbows are featured in many fables, myths and legends too.
Didn't God send the rainbow as a sign to Noah that the flood is over and all of mankind can once again walk the earth along with all the lucky animals in the arc?
Didn't leprechauns hide their pot of gold at the end of the rainbow?
And wasn't the rainbow used as a barrier leading to the heavens in some Greek mythology?
(Or was it Turkish? Or was it Egyptian?? But I recall some tourguide, while I was on some tour - saying something that caught my attention and obviously it stuck to my memory till now - yeah, I can be random that way.)
Anyways, supposedly the Gods would grant a mortal the gift of immortality if he/she could step upon the rainbow and walk their way up to the heavens - because only those born to be Gods would be able to catch the solidity of the rainbow, which was otherwise elusive to mortals - ahhh, a rainbows end, scientifically can never be found because it is merely an optical illusion - so technically, a rainbow doesn't really have an exact end...we just percieve it to be an arc and therefore we assume the rainbow has an end.
I would say the rainbow has always been a constant in my life - my earliest memories was of the colourful land of Care Bears and My Little Ponies that actively feature the rainbow themes.
Well, naturally the rainbow theme has been featured in many cartoons.
Star-brite, in particular was one of my VERY favourite rainbow characters.
I used to watch the cartoon again and again each and every single day without getting bored. Because I was busy marvelling at the pretty colours coming off the Star Brite's talking pony hairs. LoL. I can also recall thinking she has very cool rainbow coloured socks. Thank Goodness I didn't actually grow up into the act-cutesy-Japanese style girls who would want to wear colourfully stripped stockings up to their knees! O.oOne of the reasons why I love painting so much was because of the high of having the power to daube individual colours on a clear canvas is a magical experience. The opportunity to create a beautiful piece of work. No matter how amateurish I may be - painting is definitely one of my more passionate endeavours.
But nevertheless... the cartoons may have faded away. But the rainbow theme somehow stayed with me.
Oh yeah, while to some girls/women, where the cottoncandy theme of pinkness and cutesyness will stick to them for life, or to some more down to earth counterparts - the earthy tones of brown and beige, to our goth sisters who strongly prefer glorious, oh glorious black - there are also girls out there who simply love every colour of the rainbow.
And we try to dress like one too.
Colourful scarves!
Multicoloured patterned bags!
Fiesty coloured tops in candy stripes...!
Even in make up, especially for the eyes - you get to daub on so many attractive colours!
Probably why some of my more down-to-earth sisters would often crinkle their noses and call me a flashy peacock. Hahaha. No denial - definitely guilty there. But can you blame me, really?
I love colours - it resembles the rainbow. Who doesn't?!
The rainbow represents all the good things in life for me!
Life is too short to dress in one drappy colour all the time - no matter how much black can help slim down your silhouette!
Well, after so much typing I have realized I am rambling on and on about my love for rainbows. But actually, I am just happy to announce that once again, the rainbow emoticon has found its way back to my nickname....!
Taa daa!
I know, I know, its a small matter and almost trivial in a sense... but its a trademark of me. Almost my online identity whereby my ĄмåñĐẶ is flanked by two rainbows.
I took it off before - because I thought that all colour has left my life. I can't even bear to leave any sort of symbol that depicts happiness flanking my name. LoL.
But afterawhile, ĄмåñĐẶ on its own is boring and dull.
And I found out that the colours never left - I've just refracted the opposite way from the prism.
This rainbow thing - it must mark somekind of rites of passage in my life.
Something so very trivial - yet something so very significant.
And amazingly enough, my colleague has a very interesting nick.
Its almost as if she put it on to remind me.
"Life is like a rainbow. You need both the rain and the sun to make its colours appear."
and haha, it sort of relates - in a logical way to what siMelcwf has said to me.
You may feel like fresh crap now - but you need time for crap to develop into fertilizer - where you can see your flowers blooming.
Truthfully, I am far from seeing my blooming flowers.
But very honestly, I can actually see the tiny green sprouts of the seeds.
And I cross my fingers and my toes that someday I will have a beautiful garden
- filled with flowers from every colour of the rainbow.
Very recently I have been toying around with this idea in my head. You know, one of those ideas that runs around your head again and again and again, you really don't think of anything else but it? Well, yet again until I have ascertained my plans I am not really going announce it here. But I wonder if any of you actually suffer from the same symptoms by getting plagued with thoughts that dominate and imbed itself in your head? Or if it is just me?
Perhaps I am actually weak in mind. Thats why. I am also fickle I suppose. I tend to make up my mind about something and yet review other ideas at the same time - always trying to squeeze the best out of every single thing that I would do or would want to do.
Damnation...!
I really do need to make up my mind. I cannot linger around the same issue wondering if I can or should do something.
What should I do?
Where should I go?
Why am I so fickle and lost?
Whats the matter with me?!!?
*slaps self*
I feel like a lost soul....!!!
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On a more inspirational note - I have come across several motivational quotes here and there.
These three applies very much to me at the moment.
"You gain strength, courage, and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face... The danger lies in refusing to face the fear, in not daring to come to grips with it... You must make yourself succeed every time. You must do the thing you think you cannot do." - Eleanor Roosevelt
"Each of us was born with wings...(and) has the ability to go farther than we ever thought possible, to do things beyond our wildest imaginings."–Barbara Stanny
“One doesn't discover new lands without consenting to lose sight of the shore for a very long time.” -Andre Gide
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And here is some overdue pictures that I have been meaning to post up since a long time ago.
Went to yumcha with siMel (has a nice ring to it) at NZX on one rainy evening directly after work. Was so nice since the whole place was under cover. LoL.
Went to yumcha with siMel (has a nice ring to it) at NZX on one rainy evening directly after work. Was so nice since the whole place was under cover. LoL.
Mel has a thing for biceps....
;p
Had our dinner @ someplace named Full House.
The cafe has some really cute and fancy deco.
Hee.
Imagine we actually went around the cafe .... clicking pictures before we finally settled down and ordered our food. Guess this is what girls do best.
Such cute deco along the staircases.
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And finally, I manage to scavenge this picture from Sarah's facebook. She has a way of taking soooo many unauthorized pictures of people that I don't even know about.
I found this...authorized one. ;)
One of my newfound hobbies. Hanging out with the Belian gang. At least Chweeling was there with me. Or else I'd feel like an odd Kempasian out. Hoho.
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And finally, wishing each and everyone of you
A wonderful Chinese New Year filled with overflowing angpow packets, much merriment, laughter and heartfelt moments with all your loved ones.
And as they all say, have an Ox-picious new year! ;)
sometimes things that were there
leaves a scar so deep you dont know if its healed properly
what is a scar?
a mark that is left behind to remind you of a wound that did not heal right...
if a wound doesn't heal right - and the surface is closed, how would you know if its right on the inside?
if the wound doesn't hurt anymore does that mean it has healed?
Can a wound cease to hurt for a while only to come back to hurt you again?
leaves a scar so deep you dont know if its healed properly
what is a scar?
a mark that is left behind to remind you of a wound that did not heal right...
if a wound doesn't heal right - and the surface is closed, how would you know if its right on the inside?
if the wound doesn't hurt anymore does that mean it has healed?
Can a wound cease to hurt for a while only to come back to hurt you again?
Then how would you ever know if the wound is fully healed?
