tired.................

Frens all sleeping. yet i rushing project damn it.......
TIRED TIRED DAMN TIRED ........................ Help me !!!!

ILAH FAREWELL......

Today was a sad day, as one of my ever best met part time staff is leaving due to study. Really feel heart pain, trying to ask her to stay but still failed. Got a gift from her and it was a piglet cup and soft toy. OMG i really loves it a lots..... Thank and will miss you badly do drop by if free and if u looking for any part time job do come back okay...

TODAY also is the mid-autumn festival... MOONCAKES YUMMY YUMMY......

This September celebration gives everyone the green light to go mooncake nutty as this is the only time of the year the cakes are available. However, these little cakes weren't always associated with brightly lit lanterns and happy family reunions. The most commonly seen mooncakes are soft pure lotus paste compactly wrapped in smooth golden brown pastry. Lotus paste is actually a combination of lotus seed and lye water boiled and blended into apaste. The addition of peanut oil and cooked glutinous rice flour result in a sticky paste which is then rolled into a ball, clothed with a well-mixed dough and stamped with an intricate pattern.
Mooncakes either come plain or with one, two, even up to four salted egg yolks tucked snugly in lotus paste filling. The ones with single egg yolk are thought to represent the loneliness of the Chinese goddess Chang Er who flew to the moon to escape the clutches of her husband.
Apart from egg yolks, some lotus paste fillings are also sprinkled with assorted nuts, fruits and even ham bits. This has always been a favourite with older Chinese folks. The immense popularity of mooncakes have inspired many new recipes, one of which is the non-baked version with soft chilled pastry. Best kept refrigeratedand eaten cold, these mooncakes come in incredibly imaginative flavours like strawberry, orange, pandan, banana, lemon, and even milk. While regular mooncakes are smooth, soft and slightly sticky, special Shanghai mooncakes are loved for its crunchy pastry. With a lovely aroma of butter, they come in an imperfectly shaped ball with shiny glazed brown 'skin' that doesn't crack easily despite its crispiness. The incorporation of local and Japanese elements into the mooncake is apparent with the births of the durian and green tea mooncakes. Even ice cream parlours are getting into the game by introducing kiddie-friendly ice cream mooncakes - ice cream coated with a sweet chocolate crust bearing similar Chinese-like patterns. With the latest mooncake additions of jelly and Garfield-shaped mooncakes, one wonders if, in the race to tap into untouched mooncake markets,

心愿便利贴

吴忠明：一天一天贴近你的心 你开心 我关心

元若蓝：一点一滴我都能感应 你是我最美的相信

吴忠明：等不到双子座流星雨 撒满天际

元若蓝：先点燃九只仙女棒代替

吴忠明：最灿烂不一定要许多钻石黄金

吴忠明+元若蓝：看你眼睛有幸福的倒影

元若蓝：把你的讨厌转几遍送到天边

吴忠明：平凡的傻事用了心变成经典

吴忠明+元若蓝：存浪漫的心愿便利贴 贴成无限 就是我们最富有的宣言

吴忠明：把你的喜欢每一天复习两遍

元若蓝：惊喜的语言我的天通通灵验

吴忠明+元若蓝：你和我的心愿便利贴 贴心里面 收集感动 给以后怀念

吴忠明：等不到双子座流星雨 撒满天际

元若蓝：先点燃九只仙女棒代替

吴忠明：最灿烂不一定要许多钻石黄金

吴忠明+元若蓝：看你眼睛有幸福的倒影

元若蓝：把你的讨厌转几遍送到天边

吴忠明：平凡的傻事用了心变成经典

吴忠明+元若蓝：存浪漫的心愿便利贴 贴成无限 就是我们最富有的宣言

吴忠明：把你的喜欢每一天复习两遍

元若蓝：惊喜的语言我的天通通灵验

吴忠明+元若蓝：你和我的心愿便利贴 贴心里面 收集感动 给以后怀念

元若蓝：嗒嗒啦 嗒嗒啦 嗒 嗒 啦

吴忠明：嗒 啦啦啦(元若蓝：嗒 嗒啦)

吴忠明：嗒 啦啦啦(元若蓝：嗒 嗒啦)

元若蓝：把你的讨厌转几遍送到天边

吴忠明：平凡的傻事用了心变成经典

吴忠明+元若蓝：存浪漫的心愿便利贴 贴成无限 就是我们最富有的宣言 把你的喜欢每一天复习两遍 惊喜的语言都为你提早灵验 你和我的心愿便利贴 贴心里面 收集感动 给以后怀念

元若蓝：一天一天贴近你的心

吴忠明：一点一滴我都能感应

吴忠明+元若蓝：你是最美的相信

错过

你是白天期待日出的山丘我却是夜里才能温柔的河流你越等越脆弱我越给越难受爱错 在错过你找我时眼神会习惯朝左而我想你的时候眼泪却往右你越找越失落我越哭越难过想爱不能够什么时候爱可以被感受什么时候爱才不会错过能否你想念我我也刚好寂寞让爱留在这时候你找我时眼神会习惯朝左而我想你的时候眼泪却往右你越找越失落我越哭越难过想爱都不能够什么时候爱可以被感受什么时候爱才不会错过能否你想念我我也刚好寂寞让爱留在需要的时候什么时候爱可以被感受什么时候爱才不会错过能否你想念我我也刚好寂寞让爱留在这时候你找我时眼神会习惯朝左而我想你的时候眼泪却往右你越找越失落我越哭越难过不停的错过又错过

WHAT HEIGHT ALL ABOUT?

What is it about height anyway? I dun see why that is a plus point at all. Sure, it helps u take stuff from high selves. Sure, the air u breathe is fresher. But as I have once said before, aesthetics is all about proportion, not height. Perhaps u guys forgot the cavemen story on how height became an important factor for beauty nowadays. Maybe I shld reillustrate it? Indeed, I shall. For those of u who read it before, please read it again coz obviously u didn�t get my point. Once upon a time very very long ago, the earth was only populated by Cavepeople and perhaps some sabertooth tigers. The Cavepeople were divided into groups by their height, coz the taller ones are usually the stronger and more successful. The tall cavepeople are leaders because it is more possible for them to find food as they are the ones who can reach higher up the trees for fruits, and go deeper into the rivers to catch fish. Not unexpectedly, they run faster too (longer legs, longer strides), thus they dun often get killed by the said sabertooth tigers. The leaders of the pack, aka the Tall Cavepeople, decided one day that Tall is good, Tall is beautiful, Tall is everything nice. Being tall cavemen, they wanted tall cavewomen too, so that the cavewomen dun look so stubbed (I dun think there is such a word, but heck.) standing beside them. Besides this, tall cavewomen cannot claim that they are too short to wash clothes in the river without being washed away. This point, the tall cavemen liked! So they started to make Tall Cavebabies by only letting the Tallest Caveman and Tallest Cavewomen have sex. And boy did they have sex! They �oooh!� and �ahhh!� all day long in the day, mating and mating. Slowly, the Short Cavepeople foresaw what is going to happen to them. You see, God was fair and mighty in those days, and he made the short cavepeople smarter instead of taller and stronger. The Short cavepeople knew that with more Tall Cavepeople, they would be kicked out of the gang to become outcasts pretty soon, and be bullied more. The Short Cavepeople were totally against the idea of the fruit of Tallest Caveman and Tallest Cavewoman�s labour. And they were short. So they can�t do much about it, except whine the whole day and give the Tallest Caveman and Tallest Cavewoman a kick whenever they passed by that eventful cave. Not that the Tallest Caveman and Tallest Cavewoman noticed of course. The Average-height Cavepeople were pissed with all the pandemonium. In fact, they were pissed with almost everything. They were the only type of people God seems to be unfair to. God gave them half brains and half height. In fact, the Average-height Cavepeople were so pissed with the constant moaning of the Tallest Caveman and Tallest Cavewoman, and the constant whining of the Short Cavepeople, that they can�t take it any longer. They took out a parang (a kinda knife their kind invented) and slaugthered the shit outta Tallest Caveman and Tallest Cavewoman. It may be interesting to note that Tallest Cavewoman was killed exactly when she got her first orgasm, also marking the first pre-historic orgasm ever (She was 13 and stood at 1.87m) in the records of history. From then on people concluded that girls like excitements such as being threatened with a parang while having sex and therefore came bondage and sado-masochism. Anyway, we can imagine the aftermath of the bloodshed. The tall cavepeople were very angry with the Average-height Cavepeople for the unreasonable killings of the Tallest of their kind. They decided they shall tolerate no more of such nonsense, and with a huff, they took the pre-historic heels they made for their then-still-not-that-tall cavewomen and left the place. Without the Tall Cavepeople�s help to catch food, the rest suffered significant losses in their meals. Secretly the smart Short Cavepeople were inventing fishing rods and arrows and spears for easier gaming, and they once tried to teach the Average-height Cavepeople how to use those things, but they were just to dumb to learn. Instead, the average-height Cavepeople decided that it was the Short Cavepeople�s fault for whining in the first place, and started to beat the Short Cavepeople up whenever they can. The Short Cavepeople, being kind-hearted fellows actually, started to decided it IS their fault that the Tallest Caveman and Tallest Cavewoman got killed. With the beatings and the guilt, they could take it no more and migrated in an opposite direction to the Tall Cavepeople. The Average height Cavepeople were in a loss. Now, they were lazy bastards and were very happy with the Short Cavepeople�s catches but now that both the Tall and Short were gone, they had no food. So they secretly followed the Short Cavepeople, and stopped a few hundred of kilometres away from them, coz they discovered that their country has a few nice islands. A few earthquakes which split the earth and a few billions years later, the Tall Cavepeople found themselves in Paris, and that�s why the supermodels all got �great height�. The phrase �looks like a model� was actually a shortened form of �Looks like a living model of the Tallest Cavewoman�. The Short Cavepeople, now having evolved into wimpy people not willing to voice any opinions (and not to mention, short), were actually there before Sang Nila Utama came to our sunny island, called Singapore. The barbaric Average-height Cavepeople, being stupid, can only watch from a distance the success of the Short community (of course they will succeed coz they are smart) with a very sore eye. They, up to this day, still bully the Short community because the Short community is tolerant and good-natured. One day, we will reach up to our limits and fire all the �Average height� workers working in our country. We see how they will survive! Alright! So now u know why height is seen as being important in our society. However, nobody stopped to think that ladders have render tree climbing useless.

topic of today: wad blogs are for??

well, have u thought of y u wan to keep a blog??
reasons:

• its a 'IN' thingy...
  
• technology improving(writing email instead of sending letter)
  
• so have online journal instead of using hand write...
  
• sharing my feeling wif my friends
  
• let them know how i am getting on
  

but blogs can oso affect ppl's relationship... if u r not happy wif one person, u can write like i am very angry wif A... how can he do this kind of thing... then ppl reading this entry will be guessing hu u r refering to... fr here u can see ppl take blog very seriously... so its better to be more careful of wad u have to write... u maybe hurting someone's feeling which u nv know... and better be careful of the words and the topic u use... there's once this blogger hu blogged abt some political issue and is sued...as for me, i keep blog seriously juz to keep it as a online journal... i dun wish to create any unhappiness in any of my entry... u shld keep the good memories and throw the 'not so good' memories aside... so tt when u come back to read wad u have done for the past yr, u will oso be able to remember the good things and not remebering the bad things...

TIRED......

TIRED........ is the only words that seem to be in my mind as busy with work and study. Really hate all teh LGA to the core, is like killing me in slow pain...... should be back soon with a happy mood...Miss him a lots, almost two weeks we have not met each others.....hoping and looking forward to see him......