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Jealousy is such an ugly thing. It's like a second layer of your skin resurfacing once in a while like a green monster. One thing i learned since i was small is to read other people's face just a few seconds before they changed it. I saw your face. I saw that green monster inside you. I couldn't care less. Your mediocre life doesn't interest me much.

Coconut go nuts!

Being a full time working-in-a corporate-world wife is a constant battle. Especially during this Ramadan season i have to think of new recipes and ideas on what to cook. My mother in law called and told my husband that she's been cooking Ayam Golek. My hubby 'terliur' and so now i'm on a quest to find a good ayam golek recipe and cooked it. One thing i didn't like is SANTAN. I almost HATE everything with santan inside it expect for curry and bubur pulut hitam.

I think it's my fault too because i've been cooking chinese food, western, all....... this while and also some malay dishes without SANTAN.

Gah, i'll just cook it for my husband and make some chinese herbal soup for myself.

Santan oh santan.....

Update: Ok maybe that ayam golek didn't out that bad at all.

Gangster! (Tidak berkenaan)

I'm just a gigolo.

I enjoy this song from Louis Prima. It's so funny!! "Won't some sweet mama come and rescue me?Cause I ain't no bad." That always crack me up.

He reminds me a lot of Louis Armstrong and if i'm not mistaken he is the the one who sang that monkey song from Jungle Book.

Money makes my world go flat

2 years ago my dad made his will with a lawyer. I never ask what i will get. Honestly i don't care. Today my mum called and say she is going to make a will too. Suddenly, i'm bursting with tears. Definitely not a good way to start my day.

I dread that day will come. Semoga Allah panjangkan umur.

Go Go Hokaiddo!!

I almost had a chance to go to Tokyo and Osaka. Official trip with a friend who had been living in Hokaiddo previously and fluent in Japanese. You can count on my nihongo as you can count on rats to start reading newspaper.

This trip is personal for me (after London) because of him. HIM.

Alas, perhaps next time sensei.