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Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Saga Hill
Preparation for Mount KK hike.. we trained @ Saga Hill. Good training.. :)
1st time to Saga hill, we got lost. Just because of a mistake :P Saga vs. Segar. We followed another group of hikers, and they said there are heading towards the same direction.. by the time we reached the ending point.. alamak.. sini SEGAR.. not SAGA..deng!
Tiring.. however, superb experience, 5 of us.. went up and down, from 9am - 3pm XD here are some pictures :P
My new fav activity - HIKING
Hiking - I cannot explain how much i love to hike. I MUST hike at least once a week (for now) :P. or else... I will feel something is not right :P. hehe.. Last year my group of good old childhood Miri Friends contacted me and asked me if I would like to join them for Mount KK hike.. since we never travel together so.. we all agreed to meet up this year April to conquer mount KK! That's how it started :P
We started training, hiked almost every weekend 3 months before Mount KK....
We started training, hiked almost every weekend 3 months before Mount KK....
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Singapore
Went to Singapore last weekend.. had a great fun :) Zoe had a great time with her cousin sis... Nikki..i think.. lol.... they can just be the bestest friend ever and then.. the next minute.. enemy..snatching, screaming.. shouting.. oh man.. both of them really cannot give peace to everybody in da house!
Here are some pics :)
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
What the FISH!
I remember watching a "makan" show introducing Sultan Fish as one of the most expensive fish...however.. i was so shocked that my papa bought a sultan fish weighed 1kg at only RM13! It's either Sarawak is selling this fish dirt cheap or this fish is no longer that expensive anymore as it is already "berjaya dibiak" according to this site: http://ms.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ikan_Jelawat . According to this page http://www.usj.com.my/bulletin/upload/showthread.php?22319-Sultan-Fish-RM420-1-4kg/page2 the fish that i ate probably just an "imitation" of sultan fish. Oh well, sultan or not sultan.. the fish just tasted so great! :)
Monday, January 30, 2012
Durian!
Went back to my beloved hometown last week. Had a great time with my beloved family :) And.. it was Durian season...
Durian from my Father's farm. Few of the durians was damaged by squirrel! however.. still damn yummy loh! :D The next day... jeng jeng jeng.. durian kampung hunting! :)
Smell like.. "beer" ... hehe.. RM25 a kg...
I like durians but I try not to eat.. once I start.. I just can't stop! :P Eating durian is just like drinking.. fun for that few moments but the after effect.. fulamak.. tak boleh tahan wey..!
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Fried Yee Mee
You may want to try this fried yee mee... :) self created recipe
Ingredients...
big onion (i prefer the yellow ones.. bombay onion)
some minced garlic
sliced shallots
minced pork
minced char siew
Cabbage
Taugeh
Egg
Yee Min
Methods:
Oil+onion+garlic+shallots
add minced pork
soy sauce + salt
add char siew
add egg
add noodle
add cabbage + taugeh
add dark soy sauce + pepper + salt
fry fry fry ...
taaaddaaa.... yummy!
:P
Ingredients...
big onion (i prefer the yellow ones.. bombay onion)
some minced garlic
sliced shallots
minced pork
minced char siew
Cabbage
Taugeh
Egg
Yee Min
Methods:
Oil+onion+garlic+shallots
add minced pork
soy sauce + salt
add char siew
add egg
add noodle
add cabbage + taugeh
add dark soy sauce + pepper + salt
fry fry fry ...
taaaddaaa.... yummy!
:P
Trying to be creative
Oh man... what have i done to my blog? haha ... i'm such a noob... my blog is in such a mess! haha...
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Zoe 1st day at Skool
Zoe is only 2 years + but if you were to count by "year" she is already 3.. so it's time for school! Not too sure if she is too young for school...
We took leave, just to be there on her 1st day of school.. to our surprise...she was OK.. she went in the class... waved bye bye to us... and started playing with her new friends. :) We were there for about 15-20mins.. everything went well :)
Sunday, January 15, 2012
Bad Start for 2012?
Oh dear..
Chicken pox (hubby), car accident (on the nite of my promotion's celebration), almost "sliced" my flesh outta my thumb.. hmm.. I wonder if it is really a good year for me this year >.<
Chicken pox (hubby), car accident (on the nite of my promotion's celebration), almost "sliced" my flesh outta my thumb.. hmm.. I wonder if it is really a good year for me this year >.<
Monday, December 12, 2011
Melaka Trip - Dec 2011
Went to Melaka yesterday. OMG... I think Melaka has got 1000000000000 visitors yesterday. Took us almost 5 hours just to reach Melaka town!!! Here are some pictures taken during the short day trip.
My Darling Girl Zoe
She is almost 2 1/2 year now... time flies.. she is super duper hyper active and notty now.. sometimes I don't even know how to handle her!!
Kaya and Coffee Steamed Layer Cake
I love this recipe very much, simple and nice. Got this from one of my recipe book collection, but I left it in Miri so can't remember the chef's name.. :p
Here is the recipe for those who wish to try to bake this yummy cake...
250g butter
75g caster sugar
6 eggs (size B)
250g kaya
125g condense milk
125g plain flour
2 1/2 tbsp coffee (mix with hot water)
1. Beat butter & sugar until fluffy, add in eggs one at a time.
2. Add in kaya and condense milk.
3. Fold in flour.
4. Divide mixture into 2 portions. Add in coffee to one of the mixture,
5. Steam layer by layer; 8 minutes per layer. Steam 15 minsture after final layer.
Choose good butter, if you choose those low quality ones, your cake will turn out very oily. You may want to reduce the condense milk to 100g if you prefer the cake to be not too sweet, or you can purchase less sweet kaya.
The taste of the cake very much depending on the kaya that you use, I usually go for homemade kaya sold at most bakery shop and/or pasar malam/pagi.
Japanese & Korean Food
Few weeks back, I visited Isetan... and so.. decided to "ta pau" home some japanese and korean food back for dinner. I always feel that Isetan sells the best Sushi compared to other supermarket.
I also bought a pack of Korean glass noodle. The taste was OK, the sesame taste was way too strong for my liking.
And.. I also bought a pack of instant miso soup, I bought clam flavor.. the taste was not too bad, the next visit, I try for another flavor because the clam flavor is a lil "fishy" for my liking... i've added some tofu... the preparation was simple, all you need to do is just add the instant miso with hot water, the tofu was from the fridge.. so I boiled it before i added into the miso soup...
Blluurrpp... very full >.< :)
Saturday, December 3, 2011
Some snapshots @ my office
Again.. xmas is around the corner, my office was decorated with xmas tree too :) It is placed at the lobby...

We had quite a few of interview going on in the office, i guess those who came would think.. "wow...this is going to be fun and lovely place to work at!" XD... coz there is... a huge Stitch sitting there :)
It was a lazy Friday...so I decided to walk around the office and take some more pics...

KREO... one of the toyline that we've just recently launched...
Bumblebee on one of my colleague's work station... :)
I drew this "u-kui" and gave it to one of my colleague.. she was quite down the other day. I hope it will cheer her up... hehe and she actually kept it :)
Mr. & Mrs Potato Head...
My work station...
and... last but not least... my two lil frens.. :)

We had quite a few of interview going on in the office, i guess those who came would think.. "wow...this is going to be fun and lovely place to work at!" XD... coz there is... a huge Stitch sitting there :)
It was a lazy Friday...so I decided to walk around the office and take some more pics...

KREO... one of the toyline that we've just recently launched...
Bumblebee on one of my colleague's work station... :)
I drew this "u-kui" and gave it to one of my colleague.. she was quite down the other day. I hope it will cheer her up... hehe and she actually kept it :)
Mr. & Mrs Potato Head...
My work station...
and... last but not least... my two lil frens.. :)
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Busy....
After like 1000 years i managed to find a time writing something here, that is on the first day of cny in the toilet :)
I do hope i have more time to write more... So that i can have a good laff in the future. I will be complaining a lot here... And i hope it is ok... Hahhah
Rubbish....
I do hope i have more time to write more... So that i can have a good laff in the future. I will be complaining a lot here... And i hope it is ok... Hahhah
Rubbish....
Sunday, February 21, 2010
MARRIAGE
To those who are married ... Not married... And soon to be married,
I hope you will be touched with this story...
MARRIAGE
When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce.. Iraised the topic calmly.
She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Dew.
I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning.. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request. I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions.. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully..
My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time.. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was greying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a
minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten
years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.
I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead.. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.
Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart. That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed dead.
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the
money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy.
Do have a real happy marriage!
I hope you will be touched with this story...
MARRIAGE
When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce.. Iraised the topic calmly.
She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Dew.
I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning.. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request. I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions.. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully..
My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time.. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was greying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a
minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten
years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.
I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead.. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.
Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart. That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed dead.
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the
money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy.
Do have a real happy marriage!
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