Thursday, December 23, 2010

Merry Christmas!


This is one of the years i find celebrating christmas very exciting. Well, i dont really celebrate like going out all night and party until morning that kind of celebrate. *ehem* Being such a discrete lady like me, it was more like baking chocolate chip cookies, making puddings (green apple flavour! YEH!) and being bossed around by my mum endlessly. Haha, at least i shop plenty this year because it was my first year at university, where Kampar is the place of no-shopping paradise i tell u. Unless u bookmarked Tesco as one of your very favourite venue for shopping.

Christmas this year is special. U know where in the television movies, when all the grampa grandma uncle aunty cousins nephew nieces grandchild and well u get the point, all gather together for the purpose of celebrating the event, well this is how i feel exactly this year since i have been on-and-off from home because i was attending university in a place farrrr from home. haha, trying to sound melodramatic here baby, dont burst my bubble. xDD It was quite nice a feeling actually because it makes you appreciate your parents and home more, and also everyone you know in the place you grow up. especially the friends you know since you were young, it is kind of nice and reassuring to be with them because they know exactly who and what you are, and vice versa. Hmm, to simplify it, i can say, I AM HOMEEEEE xDDD I love my dear family and besties from Penang.

Also, to all my newfound friends in Kampar, although all of us are back in our hometown, allow me to wish you Merry Christmas as well. May you enjoy c'mas just like i do, and savor the feeling of being with your hometown family and friends once again! Well, of course, there is this kind of distinct feeling of fear in my heart whenever the thought of results are released, but oh well! Enjoy your time for now and worry later! Do not celebrate the Lord's birthday with burden in your heart, for He died with the purpose of carrying our sins and burdens together with his death.

By the way, if you have a Question about this blog, HAHAHA, this is my currnt 3rd blog. Grant me the privilege to explain myself. My 1st blog was private, you wouldn't want to read it. It consist of things that should be kept away, dark stories and myths that are used to scare children by the old folks' if they do not sleep immediately. Curses and ominous atmosphere filled the blog, giving you the feeling that should not exist during this celebration of christmas. Hahah, just kidding, anyway moving on to mua second blog, it was a TUMBLR, and apparently after the successful establishment with red carpet, slaughter the pig (or smtg, the chinese tradition) and popping the cork of a champagne, i found out that Tumblr cannot add readers from blogspot. My world crashed. And so, this is my current 3rd blog. (hopefully, my last) Trust me, opening another blogger account is very very troublesome, you have to keep up-to-date with your every blog to make sure they are not "banished" by the blogspot or tumblr. ahhaha.

Now, let's return to christmas! I did not have a good start with my baking, (dont you dare to have the "i-knew-it!" expression on your face) as i accidentally mixed the flour together with the butter and sugar. Hahaha, if expressions could kill, trust me, i would be dead now by the hand of my mother, she looked pretty murderous to me at that very moment. Anyway, i still tried very hard to mix the batter so that the sugar will melt, although it has clumped to small pebble-like appearance, courtesy of flour, i still do not wish to ruin my second time baking cookies. (applause for that!) and then, bla bla bla, i managed to create the wonderful tasting cookies! learn from this, a disastrous start does not necessarily guarantee a catastrophic ending you know. *wink*

This is the picture of my masterpiece, i only caught the picture for the final product, as if i had accidentally smeared flour on my sister's DSLR, then i might have secured a place in the 7th hell all by myself. ahahha, in comparison, my mother's earlier murderous expression might have looked like an angel with a halo.