Monday, March 24, 2008

New Toy to Play With!!

so,

let's forget the endless lament for a moment, and focus more on other things, like cooking! err.. BAKING!!! haha

I got a new oven to play with last saturday. So, being the baking enthusiast that I am (berangan kan?) I baked three things! A cake with some muffins, a pie and a tray of hot buns. Huhuhu.

The new toy! haha



cornflakes banana cake



buttermilk lemon pie
buns


Penat woo! I didn't know I could do that much in a day. Baked them one by one. Sampai sakit pinggang dok tenun pintu oven tuh. hahaha.

I think the oven is great, just that I'll need to adjust the temperature a bit. Lari sikit arr.. Now I have another solid reason to go back every week!! :)

Next Week:
Beefy Lasagna (maybe I'll do a lasagna roll!!)
Sugee Biscuits

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owh, btw,

Happy (belated) Birthday to Mr. Solution!! (solution apekah ituh??) hehhe
the cake was actually baked for you tapi tak sampai ke sane, jauh sgt lah.. hahaha... next year la yek? :P

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

It Was a Fluke, Seriously..


Yesterday, I almost went ballistic. And through I tried to hold it off, some of the smoke managed to escape through when my brain ran away for one measly second. OMG, I was loud. that is, until my frontal lobe starts to gear up again. And to minimize the damage, as per usual, I gave out unproportionate audible sounds to muffle that anger. What was produced was just to stupid to mention here. And it was in the middle of a meeting no less.

how humiliating, I know. (not to mention a complete lack of professionalism)

I sorry for anything said or done out of anger yesterday. It was not you, it's something else.

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I learned a new word today; ephemeral. Comes from the Greek word meaning 'lasting for one day'. hence it's used to describe anything thats last for a very short time; short-lived; transitory; etc..

apparently placenta is an ephemeral organ (missed that in OnG, hahaha). through it's can also be applied to happiness. It makes sense. Happiness does not last with us humans (wonder if other creatures are happy all their lives :P) what with the constant changes we face as we grow older and older, meeting new people, adapting to new environment and some adventures or misadventures. we have such complex feelings along our lives and it'll still be increasing in it's complexity as we advance through... shoot.. I'm wondering around.

where was I?

ah.. yes, happinesses does not last. and so does relationships. Through it never really ends there. relationships just changes over time. From one thing to another. The only reason people cease to have relationship with another soul is to close their hearts. A defense mechanism, of sort -- I guess.

So,

Even through there's no more we, us, our, ours
or any other pronouns signifying union or pairings
be used between us.
and through platonic friendship never work
in the desired way of the people experimenting it
I'd give a try if thats for the best

Quoting from Juno;
" I'm still in,
if you're still in"


but for now, I'm happy. Probably.

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Do you know what's right??

currently listening to: Dar Williams "Mercy of the Fallen"

Dar Williams caught me off guard. Her lyrics and music are so addictive, I actually belt out the whole song without realizing other people are around, haha. ( I tend to shy away from singing in front of people, hehe)

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One week left.

And I say that with a myriad of feelings

There have been a lot of things happening within this 2 months period:

I learn to hold back, painfully so, but definitely necessary
Helped some young ones get through, may they lead a blessed life.
Learned a few lessons, which I had been vaguely avoided
Missed; psychologically and important events,
(I'm starting to see the busy life now)
Wanting something real bad, all in due time my dear
Cant wait to go,
Where half-dreams may dream

Let me pass this exam with warna berterbangan

You can do this bebeh~

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I was called last night
Apparently, it's my turn this year;
to carry the commission
to pay to his devoirs
but I've already settled three years here.
Through the ups and downs.
Slowly building amidst the ruins
Will it be worth,
to start anew?

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I bizi, U free
U free, I on call
I free, U bizi
U bizi, I bizi

So,

bile nak free due-due??

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Sile Buat Keje Lepas Nie

So,

Today, I kept on being tegur-ed by the lecturers and a hospital specialist. This is a bad day indeed. However, I now know that there is still a lot to be improve on. And I didn't even completed my objectives today.. humph...

Exam dah dekat nie..

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Originally, the exam was supposedly on this Friday. So my friend arranged an outing to the Selayang Kolam Air Panas to kunun-kunun relieve the stress. However, we just found out the exams will be held next week instead. So now, the supposedly post-exam ronggeng fun is ruined. Now I'm obligated to feel guilty for not studying in the weekends. Exaggerating? maybe. hahaha

Through, the real problem now is, I can't stop thinking about it. Everyday, I'm planning what to bring there. What food to prepare. The menus keep on changing according to my mood. I even thought about it while reading or studying.

I'm so distracted right now. hish...

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EITS



I have been contemplating about this issue since January. Aaaaaaaaaaaaa~ I wanna gooo!!! But there's an exam the next day!! shoot laa!!

Sape nak temans? huhu (gatal nak pegi jugak)

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Wow.. while surfing the net for some assignments, I stumbled upon this movie! Fell in love with it right away!! haha.. it combined two of my favorite thing right now; cooking and OnG!! seriously, the trailer was so funny, and the pies have some really funny names. Can't wait for it to come out here.. lalalala...


Synopsis:
A woman trapped in a life from which she dreams of escape, Jenna's secretly hopes to save enough money from her waitressing job to leave her overbearing and controlling husband. She is a sharp, sassy woman with a gift for making unusual pies whose recipes are inspired by the trials, tribulations and circumstances of her life. An unwanted pregnancy changes the course of events giving her an unexpected confidence via letters to her unborn baby.

nak join bleh?? hehhee


I'm going to bring a notebook just to see if I can get a recipe out of it, the pies looked so delicious!! haha (matilah dah start berangan!!)

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One particular lecturer seems to miss me so much lah. He even brought up my name in their reflection. o_0'' tak perlu kott...

Sunday, February 10, 2008

Rough Cut



suddenly your shaking with pain, shooting down inside you
and now you're crumbling away, but this isn't like you
it doesn't stop till it breaks down, no you know
you're breathing rocks and your balance goes

and la la la la..
it takes a minute
and la la la la..
it doesn't finish
la la la la..
you're breaking faster
la la la la..
you're nothing after
there's nothing after

your try to make your escape, but the blows keep coming
and as the dust clears away, you start to notice something
each time a piece crashes down into the floor, you're a little lighter than just before

and la la la la..
it takes a minute
and la la la la..
it doesn't finish
la la la la..
you'll see it after
la la la la..
when you look backwards
when you look backwards

and now your eyes shift from negative spaces
to contours that light up this rough cut design
and now you see it, your sculpture in motion
your unfinished art that keeps going, and keeps going
and keeps going, and going, and going, and going...


la la la la la...


Amber Rubarth

Saturday, February 9, 2008

A Post-Call Entry

So,

this morning, back from on call (sukerellss bak kate mira F) at 6.30 am in the morning, I -- decided to wash the whites (basoh baju lorr) while konon2 still fresh from on call. And since the clinical coat was all white save some purple emblem on the front, it went into the washing machine too. Of course, I emptied it first, it is after all most sensible to remove the stethoscope, penlight, notebook and ball pen from the pocket. Terrer kan? (ala-ala housewife bejaye men-setel laundry). So imagine my surprise HorROR when the machine finally stop, I found a vial of blood amidst all the white clothing, spun around with a measuring tape at the center of the machine.

Kepale yg tgh ting-tong: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaa!!! Habislah baju akuuuuu!!!

flashback;

mira: eh, kite dah cucuk2 darah nie, simpan tau botol nie, jgn buang2.

me: ha'ah, kite simpanlah (putting it into the clinical coat pocket)

AAAAAAaaaaaaaaaa!!!

Blood!! mixed with whites??? GIILLLEEEE kAU??

As I search franticly for any specks of blood that could have spilled from the vial, I absentmindedly threw the vial on the floor. Really now, when you need it the most, all common sense would conveniently walk out of the door. sigh~

miraculously, the bottle didn't break. Well, it's because the measuring tape around it (which I also forgot to remove from the coat) dampens the fall. And there was no blood stain anywhere on the cloths (thank God!!). That's when it came back to me, I should have just inspected the vial for any fractures of cracks instead of working through the laundry like a dog having it's day on a plastic bag of garbage.

terase bongok la jugak kan?

owh well, at least the laundry is safe :)

moral of the story: check the clothes for any foreign, dangerous objects i.e; BLOOD VIALs before putting it into the machine.

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I really get irritated with these people from some Global-something-company. They are RUDE and very UNPROFFESIONAL!!

...

Rude she-monkey: hello, saye dari syarikat global-something, nak cakap pasal bla, bla, bla...

aku yg mamai: sorilah, saye tak berminat

rude she-monkey: eh, kenape tak berminat? cube terangkan kat saye kenape encik tak berminat? tak ke bagus bende nie? encik kene datang showroom, bla, bla, bla...

me: (dah aku tak beminat tuh, paham2 jelah!!) saye mmg tak beminat lah, lagipon ade banyak keje nie, takde mase nak pegi pon.

rude she-monkey: eh, banyak keje ape pulak tuh? cube cakap encik kat mane sekarang?

me: ??? kat rumahlah, hari sabt--

RSM waiting for a bitch-slap: HA, kan tak keje tuh? kenape pulak cakap ade banyak keje?

me: (eh, sial punye budak, aku baru nak tido kot lepas on call samapi kol 6 am) EH, DAH TUH TAKKAN NAK KEJE WEEKDAYS JE, AKU BLAJA LAGI LAH..

RSM yg konon2 sentap: encik dah KAWIN ke??

me yg marah + nak tegelak : (ape hal pulak tanye kawin2 nie??) blom lah--

RSM nak jimat kredit: owhtakpelahmekasih-- tuuuuut---

me: ??? whaddeeff??

Hoi, C- yall punye pompuan, kaco aku tido! dah la tak introduce diri name sape! nak soal2 aku konon polislah. Tak tanye lansong if it's the right time to talk! There's a better way to call ppl out to your show room hape ke kot!! Bangang je!! mentang2 kepale aku tgh ting-tong, boleh la ko cakap camtuh. Siap ko (sambil gaye sinsing lengan) kalo aku jumpe depan mate!! aku LANNYAK ko sampai teburai sume isi ko!!


#%*^&%$%$@#$#%$&^&^%*&(**&^$@^%R!*&@(##!!!! (matilah ade orang da naik minyak!!)

Next time, Global-whatever ni call, aku letak teros! Gi mamposlah ko!

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there seems to be a number of dreams between my 2-hour of sleep just now.

wonder what it all means, huh?



Saturday, February 2, 2008

I Told You So

So,
I was waiting at the bus stop, when a group of Arabic guys came. There were six burly guys, just chatting away and the look at this one scrawny fella (read: me) sitting at the bus stop. One by one looked at me before settling down. Three guys on each side. I'm in the middle. What was their problem lah kan? I just grab my bag and felt for something inside it. Luckily, there was an umbrella inside (umbrella yg kecik boleh lipat2 tuh) I held it tight. Just in case. You can never be too sure with the foreigners in cyberjaya. Silap2 kang die kerjekan pulak!! But the bus stop was just infront of Sri Putri, so I can still run away if anything happens. And it was in the broad daylight, so I just sat there with an umbrella in my hand. They were talking among themselves about something and I just stare straight at the school in front of me. Then, I thought one of the guys were looking straight at me while saying something. The first thing running through my mind was, why is this guy looking at me like that. I kept on staring at the school. Then, he looked irritated and raise his voice a bit.

Then the thought hit me.

The guy was trying to talk to me! In arabic! ahahahaha!!

me: Sorry, I don't speak your language.
Then he spoke in a different dialect. (eh, pulak lah kan, mamat nie!)

Blurr me: Do you speak english? big burly guy: Yes, can you tell me how I go to Petaling Street? me: Owh, just take a bus to Putrajaya and then another one to KL central and then take the monorail. BBG: Do they have a bus from KL central to Petaling Street?
me: yeah, but I don't know the bus number. BBG: owh ok. thank you.

I was laughing at myself inside. It was so damn embarrassing! Itulah, dulu mak ko suroh balja Arabic, ko lari blaja Japanese. Kan da kene org nak cakap arabic ko tekontang-kanting.

AAaaaaaaaaaaaa!! Gi arr blaja arabic!!

rahsie pekong didada: I'm the only one in the family who don't know how to speak in arabic :P Even my Japanese have gone karat already because there was no one to talk too. hehehe.

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I made some Brioche à tête after seeing it on Su Yin's blog. It was somehow, a pain in the ass to make this soft bread. Perhaps it was because I was stressing on it too much. But then again the websites in the internet were giving so much warnings all over their instructions, it scarred the hell out of me while making the dough.

So, here's a recipe I came up with after editing here and there. This time, I even edited the instructions. Maybe that's why it was so much work. haha..

yeast
1/3 cup milk
1 tbsp sugar (warm)

2 1/2 cup all-purpose flour
12 tbsp butter (unsalted is the best cause you're going to use alot of it)
2 tbsp milk (optional)
5 tbsp sugar
4 eggs

preparations:

Mix the yeast with some warm milk and sugar. set aside for half an hour or until it becomes active/ bubbly and frothy.

sift the flour. (as highly as you can)

Separate one egg yolk. set aside.

Beat the egg yolk with the remaining eggs.

If using butter sticks, chop it to smaller pieces.

Instructions:

Mix one cup of the flour with yeast mixture and sugar. Using a wooden spoon, incorporate the eggs bit by bit. The dough will become very wet and cake-like mixture. Sprinkle the remaining flour to the dough and mix lightly for around 8 minutes. The dough will shape up a little bit. Then, you'll need to knead by hand and incorporate the butter.

On a flour-dusted surface, spread out the dough to form a square. dust a bit of flour and fold the dough together. repeat several times until it became elastic and not sticky. (don't worry if part of the dough is sticks to the surface, thats normal)

Once the dough is not sticky, spread it out again, then put the knobs/chunks/small pieces of butter on the dough. fold it and knead again by hand. (the dough will become 'wet' again) This time knead the dough faster until it is smooth again.

put it in a buttered bowl and let rise for 1/2 hour. It will have doubled twice the volume. Punch it and then refrigerate the dough for 3 hours. The dough will have rise again. Punch it for the second time and let it rest for 30 mins.

the dough will have rise a bit. But just take the dough and roll small balls. I made twelve balls out of it. separate 1/3 of each ball and roll it until it became a round ball. Now you'll have twelve pairs of balls. Put the bigger balls into a big muffin pan. with one finger, poke the balls and the fit in the smaller balls on top of the bigger balls.

Beat the egg yolk until it is glossy but not overeaten, and wash the brioche. Let it rest for 30 mins before popping into the oven for 30mins.

**It took the whole day to make this one. IF I were to make it again in the future, I'd make it in two days. The whole ordeal was just too much. I sifted the flour in hopes that the product won't become a cake-like texture (as the recipe is quite rich in butter and eggs) I beat the egg too much that I had to be careful while mixing it with the flour in fear of overbeating the egg. that means it'll require a wooden spoon and naturally I end up with a slightly tired arm after mixing a heavy dough for 10 minutes non-stop. I was panicking when I added the butter. The dough lose shape all together. It took some time to make it back into shape. I suggest if you guys are going to make it, work the dough on a plastic surface. It'll HELP, seriously. Then there were the thrice resting time. Aiyooh, I even slept throughout the 4 hours the bread was in the fridge. (Penat ok tunggu!!) But in the end, the bread was great!! the texture was soft and bread-like (yeay!!)

Tired~

ps: the bread name was quite a controversy, and so was the vulgarity of the shape. Get it? Brioche à tête. Here's some pics from the internet. (I don't have a camera so no pics)