On Eagles' Wings

Disappointment is a tough pill to swallow, isn't it? All of us have experienced disappointment, one way or another. So we all get  what it feels like. How painful it is. How much it sucks . The worst part is, we blame ourselves for getting disappointed in the first place. Why? Because we worked ourselves up, let hope creep in, possibly even let ourselves feel a little excitement at the thought of whatever it is that got you worked up. And then you hate yourself, cos you think it's your fault. Who else's could it be that you had such high expectations about the matter? You expected too much, you hoped too much, and so you have no one to blame but yourself. This isn't the first time you've experienced disappointment. So you should know  better than to let yourself hope. Hope in uncertainty is, frankly, stupid. Yes, you thought it was already for certain, but nothing is written in stone. Stupid, stupid, stupid. Yes, sometimes, it's the little

Have you ever heard the saying: "Nice guys finish last"? Have you ever thought about what that meant? I was chilling out, watching one of the videos of a channel I subscribe to: KevJumba . You should watch his videos. They're funny. Especially the ones with his dad. I also think his dad is funnier than he is ! xD Ahem, anyways, the video I was watching was called: Nice Guys. It's actually a short music video he did in collaboration with NigaHiga and Chester See . Anyhoo, the chorus goes like this: Nice guys finish last That's why I'll treat you like trash It's not what I really wanna do But you only date bad guys So I'll give it my best try To treat you the way you want me to In this video, they are talking about "nice guys" in relation to love. How often have we seen that exact case? Girls who never seem to notice the nice guys  around them, but go out with a never-ending string of  bad boys. What is it that is so attractive about

I am going to tell you something. Something that you CANNOT tell anyone else. I mean it. Nobody. I'm trusting you to keep it a secret. So don't you go betraying me now. It took a lot of me to even tell you this, aite? So. Yeah. *deep breath* The other day, I had my Praise Exercise in the morning (it's exercise routines accompanied by Chinese Christian music--not as vigorous as aerobics, but not as relaxed as tai chi ). Praise exercise was just over, so all the aunties were sitting around cooling off. Some were milling about, some were just chatting, gossiping. After a good one hour plus of stretching and jumping and running around, I was all hot and sweaty. I was wiping my sweat off my brow with the back of my hand. Then I noticed my glasses had this print of something. A fingerprint, or whatever. A print of something , smudged on the lens. So I took them off with the intention of wiping off whatever print that was with the edge of my blouse. (Don

I was itching to paint my nails. Although sometimes (very rarely) I like seeing my bare *gasp* naked nails in their original colour, I do prefer them in PRETTY COLOURS--other than nude, of course :D Which is why I even have posts dedicated just to the updates on my current nail colour :) So. Here's the latest ! :D On my left hand:   Purple tips on silver And on my right: Silver tips on purple How do you like them? Different hand, different colour some more ar . Chun lerrrr~  xD My friend complimented me on them just a few days ago ! Said they were awesome (although she liked the silver tips on purple better--more striking !!! :D) !! Hm, what do you think of me opening a manicure/pedicure and nail parlour in the future? You know, just in case the teaching thing doesn't work out? haha~ :P

I had been meaning to try this recipe out for a longgggg time, but never seemed to have the time. Or had some reason or other (like, "I'm lazy." >.<) This holiday though, I resolved myself to make it. It looked absolutely yummy in XinHui's blog when I first saw it, and I was seriously drooling over how moist it looked even in the photos. Which makes the name of this cake very, very apt: STEAMED MOIST CHOCOLATE CAKE It is reallyyyyy easy to make. If an amateur like me can make it and it turns out great, it's really a no-brainer ! :D Here goes: (A) 180 g butter        200 g caster sugar (I used only 160 g, and it was sweet enough :P)        200 g full cream evaporated milk        1/2 tsp vanilla extract        2 tbsp rum (Optional in the recipe, but I didn't use any) (B) 2 eggs, lightly beaten with fork (C) 100 g plain flour        50 g cocoa powder        1/2 tsp baking powder        1/2 tsp baking soda (Make sure that C

When I was younger, a baby of 11 months, when both my parents were still working as teachers, they sent me to be taken care of by a baby sitter who lived just opposite us in the Rasah Jaya flats. She was a sweet little old lady of 50+ then, who was happy to take in another fat baby (me!) into her extended family of babies and kids :) One of my earliest memories was of me being carried in my father's arms up the steps of the flats to the first floor. It would be pitch black cos it was super early in the morning. I know that because I would be half-awake, but I would pretend to be asleep so my father would carry me upstairs. *confession* (Aheh. :P) Gu Phor would be waiting for us with the gate wide open, and the mattress laid out on the floor for me to continue sleeping on. I'd successfully go back to sleep with no fuss at all. Later, Gu Phor would wake me up by calling, "Su Li, hong sin hong sin! Moi soi mok lor~ "   (Su Li, wake up wake up! Don't sleep lor~

Today is the Rice Dumpling Festival , or, in Mandarin, the  Duānwǔ Jié. During this festival, the Chinese celebrate it by making (and of course, eating) yummy glutinous rice dumplings. Although there are many stories and myths regarding the origins of this festival, I vaguely remember the one told by my Chinese teacher Mrs. Tan (when I took Chinese tuition lessons a couple of years ago :P) Let's hear a little story first eh? :D Qu Yuan was a highly respected person who also served in the palace as the Emperor of China's right-hand man and counsel. His wise words and advice were sought after by the Emperor in times of doubt and uncertainty. This trust by the Emperor was envied by others who served in the palace, and they anxiously waited for an opportunity to strip Qu Yuan of his position. When the Emperor was deliberating over the decision to join forces with a neighbouring nation, the evil men who hated Qu Yuan spread nasty rumours about him, saying that Qu Yuan h