Monday, November 24, 2008

The weekend's come and gone.. and I'm catching up with what my friends have been up to by reading their websites. I've been busy too, with netball and all. I made my third and fourth birthday cake for the weekend and both were smothered with M&Ms. Both cakes were for the same person and with the second being my first attempt at making a 3 layer cake (unsuccessfully I might add..haha).

Syer is my biggest helper when it comes to the cake making. I usually make the batter and she mixes the colours. I think the first cake we made on Friday was awesome because it was four layers (ala kek lapis!) and it was purple, pink, purple and pink. Lawa! It never takes us very long to make the cakes and we've already got a set recipe and we just variate it as necessary to get the right flavours and colours. I'm just happy because Fol says he likes the pictures I've shown him and I thought I'd shareee :-)


Anyway, angin ku datang untuk aku blogging because I was reading Fiz's blog and she was talking about her weight issues (or excess of, which I insist is not true!) and she talked about how unhealthy she is.. and me, being me, started thinking about how unhealthy I might be.

My usual day would consist of breakfast which would be a bowl of minibix (weetabix!) with a spoonful of honey plus some milk and drinking down a cup of milo (three/four scoops) to go with it. Mid-day snack would either be bread sticks with cream cheese or splendips (yum!) and sometimes if I'm lucky I'd have a banana (high fibre! :D) and I carry a bottle of water with me at all times in attempt for me to keep hydrated.

Lunch would come along and if I've got time to go home, I would and I would either have a bowl of rice with either chicken or beef (yesterday's leftovers) but if I'm lazy, I'd end up with a bowl of indomee with a cup of milo. BUT most of the time, I don't go home because I'd only have an hour gap before my next class and it'll take me 15mins just to cycle back and another 15mins to come back to the mechanical engineering area so I'd end up buying a baguette (prawn and mayo on brown bread if they have it) and if I've brought enough money (or I'm out of water), I'd buy a bottle of ribena (because I love that stuff). Mid-day snack would be a bag of crisps, usually Thai Sweet Chilli sensations or Lay's Paprika max ridged crisps.

Dinner would be my favourite time of day because I spend a lot of time in the kitchen just cooking for myself :) I usually have a bowl of rice and sometimes if I'm not lazy, I'd have chicken kurma, or daging masak kicap and so on. My dinner is usually very very Malay/Asian orientated. Pasta is a rarity because I'm not a fan of tomato based ragu and I prefer carbonara to anything else (minus the ham :p) and I'm not a fan of minced meat either.. so spaggetti is something I won't cook (never have and I doubt that I ever will). Sometimes I'd end up eating twice because if I eat before six, I'd feel hungry again about 8pm which is when my housemates usually have dinner..

Snacks available in my room are usually cadbury fingers (yum) or sensations. I keep masses and masses amounts of water in my room to ensure that I'm drinking enough. My only problem now is that I visit the toilet very often.

I'm a big eater, I have to admit but I suppose running as center during netball pays off. If I sticked to shooter, I'd probably be fat and lazy. Haha. Exercise-wise, I'd like to say that I do go to the gym a lot but life has me busy and I haven't had time to hit the pool because these days I'd rather stay in bed. I have netball every weekend for 2hours and I cycle 15minutes to class everyday and I'd cycle back -- making it a total of at least 20-30minutes of cycling a day.

So. Am I healthy?



Over the weekend, we had a surprise birthday for Naw, who didn't suspect everything and thought it was just going to be another Friday night at our house. I carried her on my back to the dinning room where her housemates and my housemates were standing about, shouting surprise. Hehe.

Dang Ganazz girls came to practice with LufBru. Fiz and Fets stayed over my place on Saturday night and we picked Erda up from her place and just talked and talked and talked + giggles. It made us miss Mas and War :-P The next morning, Fiz, Fets, Erda (plus her hubby and friend), Syaheir, Wani, Taufiq and I had breakfast at GoodLiffes before going to netball at noon.

Fets and I at GoodLiffes.
Not much longer until Fol arrives. In exactly fourteen days, I'll be with Fol again! :) My mum is arriving this weekend and I'm looking forward to that. The Battle of the BruSocs is happening that weekend as well, DG will be in attendance and I think I'll be watching the Loughborough Lightning match before heading off to the train station to get my ass down to London to see my mum the next day.

Aaaaaaaaaaaa. I can't wait.

love,
y



Thursday, November 20, 2008

I love birthdays -- the mean a lot to me. It's suppose to mark the coming of a wonderful year and the remembrance of fond memories of previous years. I've been lucky enough to celebrate many birthdays with my friends, my own birthday included.. and those days never fail to be bright. They're a big deal to me, who people decide to spend it with marks the importance of that person in their life -- at least that's how I see it. So anyway, this year is no different. I've made so far two birthday cakes, one for Tix and one for Feel and a batch of muffins for Sek Hao and I couldn't be any prouder of the cakes I've made and done.

Hair on day 1.

I did a gradual shortening of my hair over a strech of three days -- the first day being the most extreme where Syer chopped off most of it and over those three days, cutting it off to my satisfaction up to the third day where our other resident hair dresser, Khal, did his magic on me :-) I'm quite pleased with the end result, although some opinions might differ.. but I suppose in the end it's how I feel about it that counts. I like the hair, it's less worrying and it makes me miss my boyfriend less (haha!)

Anyway, with the cakes, I tried my hand out on marzipan -- and ended up with the photo below. I tried to make a rose and the letters HF to go with it (hehe, it's Feel's birthday cake). It was originally just plain white in colour but the girlies came downstairs and watched me roll the marzipan out and saw me make the rose...and decided to pour food colouring all around the cake. The end result? A very funky birthday cake for Feel.

The photo below is what my hair looks like on day 2. I don't have a photo of me after the third day.. but I expect to take some tomorrow. I was in class when I took this photo -- I was determined to show Fol what my new hair cut looked like, and bless him, he likes the cut and says that he'll teach me how to gel up my hair when he gets here. Haha.

I'm looking forward to the holidays and to not studying my head off. I'm exhausted. I think I'm sick of studying. Sigh. I need to get my work done.

More soon.

love,
y.

Monday, November 17, 2008


Sometimes when I feel like blogging I'll put a song on and play it over and over. It's like this muse and it sets my mood. I don't like blogging when I'm in a foul mood -- let alone when I'm depressed. I suppose if I don't blog, my thoughts go everywhere and I do like typing out what's been happening in my life. It's like documenting things that have happened or will happen etc. My third module's reeling in information process is over, so no more lectures on the tortures of network systems, but I do have labs in the afternoon which involve some program called NS2, I haven't really done much research on it but apparently it has something to do with sitmulation so I'm looking forward to working on it tomorrow. I've installed it into the mac machine we use in labs but haven't gotten around to opening. What annoyed me is that I actually printed out the work sheet but the lab assistant gave them out today so that's 14 pages worth of leaves gone and wasted -- and I didn't even print back to back :-(


I'm aching everywhere. I shouldn't complain because it's what I love, all I can tell myself is that it's my muscles developing and the rest healing because of the extra running and jumping from the Singapore Nottingham Games over the weekend and the Malaysian Nottingham Games the weekend before that. We came fourth place over the weekend and unfortunately did not qualify into the semis the weekend before that. I'm actually exhausted and I'm wondering if I am over working myself with the whole netball thing. I am tired. I might fall sick soon because I'm so tired. I don't know how much more pain my knees and legs can take with me cycling twenty minutes every morning to class, up and down hills just to get to my lecture room. To top it off, it'll take me ten minutes of non-stop cycling to get back home. I could coast all the way to my house but that isn't really cycling is it? Lazy.

I've realised my running hasn't been as teriffic as it should be, partly because I've gained so much weight that I'm too heavy to run at a faster rate, let alone accelerate. My breathing gets so heavy that I can't breathe, it might not show -- but I am most likely, as the nurse back in Brunei had said, overweight. For my height, my weight ought to be 50-55kg, I am 62kg. I ought to lose weight. I really really need to.


Swimming pool, here I come. Pictures are from the Singapore Games =)

-y

Monday, November 10, 2008

I admit below isn't one of my flattering photos -- but what better way can you get to know me if I don't show you both sides of me? Haha. My studies have been alright so far -- as far as I know, I've passed my two modules (I think -- but I know I definately passed the most recent one because preliminary results were announced today). Other than that, I haven't been doing much because the modules I'm doing are alone enough to stress the life out of me, that and all the things happening around me.



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Just a video I want to share by Justin Nozuka. haha.


I was photo browsing through facebook, saw photos my cousin put up during HM's visit to my uncle's house -- there was a photo of my parents together but looking away from the camera, it looked really cute because they were both making faces about something (a story I would guess) but daddy likes to make faces with me when we take pictures anyway. There was this other photo of my mum grinning -- she hates taking photos (god knows why, I LOVE photos!) but it was nice to see her not shying away from the camera for once and she looked really happy.

Looking at photos of my parents make me miss home, I think if anything that would be the only reason I'd want to go home. Sure, once I get back I probably won't spend much time with them but I suppose just being home gives me the reassurance that my parents are always going to be there for me. Maybe as time goes by we really shouldn't take little things for granted -- you never really know what's going to happen next.

I miss my parents.

Over the next few weeks, I am going to swallow the International Federation of Netball Associations (IFNA) rule book. I am going to devour it, I am going to know it so badly that I would so bloody know what I'm doing when I'm playing netball. Sigh. Why? Over the weekend, I refereed the Malaysian Notts Games netball finals, which was the first final I've ever refereed for but it was the most intense because the crowd was too loud, players were getting agitated and I suppose my patience wore thin with the players constantly arguing back with my calls.
In the end Nottingham won, although I did try my best to be fair.. I was sort of rooting for Warwick but in the end, their game was falling apart with their footwork and their want to speed the game up. In a way, most of the Nottingham players were in a class of their own with their fancy catch-step-pass process, I thought it was fantastic to see that level of playing among South-East Asian playing.

I think players got annoyed with my constant whistle blowing but aah, I call them as I see them. I don't blame any of the players for getting mad at me though, I wholely understand because I know (quite well, rest assured) that I would be driving a referee up a wall if they were refereeing my game -- in the end, everyone wants to win so we'll argue our way out. Then again, there's also the fact that the referee's word is final. I really ought to learn to be stronger when it comes to these things. They're too much hassle.

Another tournament will be happening this weekend in Nottingham again -- this time I'm captaining the LufBru Shuffle team and I'll be playing with people I'm comfortable with so I guess it'll be okay. Fingers crossed. I'm just not happy with how the groupings have been calculated.. but whatever. It's not my tournament.

In the kitchen making muffins for SH's birthday.

Five out of six of my girlie housemates ;-)

Don't worry, it's just hair spray :-)

love,
y

Thursday, November 06, 2008

I've never heard a voice sexier than Justin Nozuka. I have, without a doubt, fallen in love with that voice -- and now what's made it even better is that I have found a face to go with that voice. Bless that the face has not dampened my spirits and that I am now able to share what he looks like with you. I've never been a fan of putting artists as my wallpaper, 'lo and behold, Justin is now the first thing I see when I log on.


Justin Nozuka - Mr. Therapy Man.

Then as I was busy researching on the man that I will probably never meet -- let alone see in person, I stumbled upon his brother, George Nozuka. I've heard one of his songs (George - Talk to me) before but it never occured to me to check what his last name was. So ladies, I am in love with both brothers -- and my boyfriend knows so it's okay :)


George - Lie to me.

I just had to share this so you can love them too.

-y

Tuesday, November 04, 2008

Monday mornings.

I love waking up in the morning when I know I have something to look forward to -- sometimes it's the screams of my housemates when they run around the house chasing one another, or sometimes it's someone running down the stairs because they're late of class. Either way, this house I live in is full of characters. Funny, lively and hilarious characters. They are unbelievably nutty -- jobless at most times because either a) they can't be bothered to do their work or b) they have something completely better to do.

So here's what I do in the mornings:




Yes, I've been messing with my new camera :-)

-y