Contemplation

I finally find the guts in me to make a baby step into my long-buried intention. I have been contemplating on whether I should, should not move my blog to a blogger or [dot]blogspot account. In fact, I have been owning this blogger site for some time back. For umpteen of times, I have been wishing, eventually buried my wish considering the fact that wordpress is my first and will last me for decades down the line. The cycle goes on and on. Yes, I am quite a sentimental person. Besides, wordpress had been a friendly and has never thrown its tantrum on me, ever since I started blogging in June 2009.

Despite so many complains on blogger of having hiccups now and then, but I cannot defy myself from having all sweet, pretty and customizable layouts they offer. My ONE and ONLY reason of moving, or perhaps owning a second blog was due to one mere reason. I fell in love with layouts blogger has offered, which is impossible for me to have with wordpress unless I am working on a wordpress.org =(.

I am still contemplating, whether I am going to retain both, albeit I abhor the idea ofjuggling over two blogs. I dont foresee myself to have that luxury of time too. I have attempted one post to-date, and the verdict is I am pretty happy with its outlook and very user-friendly feature it has to offer. Shall there be any suggestions or any ‘words of wisdom’, mind to share them with me? =) My new blog/replacement/second blog (only time will tell): aikoakito.blogspot.com. Hope to see you guys in my new cyber-home soon =) Till then, have a wonderful weekend. XOXO

Books Obsession and Nyonya House (娘惹屋)

25th April 2011

Right after our first paper, we sneaked out to 1B considering the fact that we have about 10 days gap (if my memory serves me right) before the next paper. While the rest were off for Fast 5, Joyce and I hop over to Harris. There was a big bang sale on certain selected books. However, that was more than enough to make us contemplate on which to choose! Brightly litted with strong air-cond, it was very pleasant to be spending time going through books. How I wished those were holidays that time =P. After a good time choosing, putting down and narrowing down our selections, we finally ended up with 4 books, 2 each. =)

Thereafter, we headed to Nyonya House (娘惹屋) which was located at Ground Floor for a late lunch. We practically had the restaurant all for ourselves, which also explained how we managed the pix below =P. We had our books neatly arranged on their display wall behind our seats, and snapping away with glee. Err, have I ever mentioned that I am not really an ardent reader? But I love owning books =P

Nyonya or also known as the Straits Chinese or Peranakan arewell known for the traditional cuisines and refinements. The ambience of this restaurant has the veritable feel of a Peranakan, at least for me who’s not being able to know a single authentic Nyonya friend, someone who have never seen how a real Peranakan residence may look like. It was all about my imagination that marvels with what Shirleen had mentioned to me before about her home town and being a less than a semi Nyonya. =)

Besides this reminded me of Little Nyonya series, which was really an eye opening to me personally towards Peranakan culture and food. Through the series also, I came to know about their whats, whens,hows and whatnots. Not letting slip, drooling over their delicacies all the time.

These are what the both of us shared for lunch that afternoon:

Grilled Stingray (Ikan pari) in BBQ Style

This is one of the must-order if I happen to drop by for the next visit. The fish was perfectly grilled. The flesh was very tender and not too dry but crunchy enough. Very well-balanced.=) I was relieved that they separate the sambal topping, instead of spreading it on top of the fish, which a little bit too spicy for my taste bud, but tasted very much to my liking.

Kang Kung stir-fried with sambal belacan

Don’t get deceived by its humble and bland looking. It tasted superb, spicy, has strong aromatic shrimp paste, enough wok-hei.

Last Bit of School

13th April 2011

T.W.E.N.T.Y years of formal education all done. *Gulp* This is indeed what I have been looking forward for when I first stepped into the uni, when I see all unfamiliar faces, when I find everything to be so new. Four years down the line, the day has finally arrived but I find it hard to bid good bye. I secretly hoping that time could move a little slower.

The end of university chapter is not not near. It’s here. I think I am among the last person on Earth talking about our class’ farewell parties. It all started with an unexpected choc moist cake on the table, courtesy of Dr Mannan. =)

Yummylicious Chocolate Moist Cake

With Dr. Mannan, during Project Design’s last lecture

 

The huge pack in Prof Rao’s Foundation Design’s class

So I must admit that the whole “big, new, crazy chapter of my life”  is hitting me very, very soon. As clueless as I am always, I am clueless on where to head, what to expect seriously. I think being a worrywart is already my part time job =(

Letting Go

Apparently, I am spotlighting some rubbish this round. However, as much as I wanted (or have) to discard them, they did bring sentimental value to me. I am letting go something I once feel exited about, very much anxious, worried more, energy draining (and financially too), and the list goes on. Those cartons of empty bottles have been sitting indolently in our car porch for one year now. The plastic bottles are what my mom kept for me to store my glass powders (yes, powder, you hear me right) with the aid from the ‘home-made’ funnels as you can see above.

About one year back, when I was still having my internship training, I came to know the title of my final year project. Despite being oblivious of anything related to the topic, I was certainly sure that bottle hunting shall be my first move, thus it was. Now, when almost one year has lapsed, I contributed to global warming, I have to find a way to discard what I have been ardently hunting before (here and here) but most importantly, FYP is now over. =)

Updates: We have given them away to an uncle. He came and collect it from us, selling them off thereafter. We have our car porch cleared and I hope he can earn some RMs of out them. Can I call it mutual benefits? =) Just for my personal record sake, I bought colored glass for RM1 per carton and clear glass for RM0.20 per bottle. =)