Magazines

I have A LOT of magazines.

OMG I just finished with CLEO and Women’s Weekly. The latter has a lot of recipes. Which make me doubt if any is any good.

I’m just left with seventeen. No longer buying that magazine. Flipped through last month’s, and I remember thinking why in the world do I buy this magazine?

Must be the make up tips that I needed then. It can’t go that outdated anyway. Also, since I read CLEO, which has more stuff in it, I wouldn’t need seventeen.

And I’m, after all, already 21.

Anyway, while tearing out the recipes in Women’s Weekly, I saw a tiramisu recipe. Oh goody!! Another one!!

Last weekend, the day before Ramadhan started, my mom had a breakfast party for her closest friends. We brought back the sponge fingers from England as I couldn’t find the time to make tiramisu there and since it is quite hard to get them here. Well, it is not exactly available at Tesco’s like it is back in England!!

Anyway, a huge myth about tiramisu that it is hard to make.

Seriously?

With a hand mixer, it is ridiculously easy!! Ask Faliq!! I made him do it without an electric mixer but a baloon whisk!! Ask Tasha, she could confirm that it was still oh-so-heavenly!!

The only “troublesome” thing about tiramisu is needing to dip the sponge fingers into coffee. Not too much though; it’ll turn everything soggy. Just dip them a bit so that the sponge fingers could absorb the moisture in the cream mixture. Arrange them in the dish, pour the cream mixture… and that’s it!! What’s so hard about dipping cookies into coffee and pouring things over it?

You know what, I think from now on I’m going to try making tiramisus from this website. Will try all the recipes, so long that it is possible to get the ingredients. An interesting thing to note that most of the recipes call for Irish cream to be used for the liquor instead of some Italian liquor. Interesting, eh? An ignorant might think it’s Irish by looking at the recipes. I can’t tell you why they recommend Bailey’s, to be honest. The only thing I know about Bailey’s is that it contains milk and leaving it outside and think it is not going to go bad is plain silly. (Hint hint. I’m still angry. Hrmph. I’m going to call you Coward from now on; after the Noel Coward theatre. I pick the best part of the name for you. Arrggghhhh!!! And the “Noel” part mocking me since I was supposed to come stay with you during Christmas. Hrmph. I am so angry that I let Westlife play!! OMG!! I should delete their songs. Urgh!!)

So anybody who is adventurous enough to bust this myth, why not try this tiramisu recipe that I’ve put on my very neglected recipe blog? Click here; I don’t feel like copying and pasting it here. This is not a recipe blog.

And I’ll promise to blog more there, for your sake, Amni.

I really need to start measuring when I cook. Sigh

Kambing gila

Mungkin inilah satu-satunya post yang saya akan menggunakan bahasa Melayu. Post ini akan menunjukkan betapa teruknya Bahasa Melayu standard saya.

Kenapa berbahasa Melayu? Kerana saya sungguh tidak tahan akan kenapa setiap hari ada saja orang mencari akan “Kambing Gila” (tengok post ini apa yang saya maksudkan) dan menjumpai blog saya. Saya sungguh fed-up dengan mereka. Tidakkah mereka tahu akan kedai (wth? What is company in Malay???) yang menjualnya di negara di atas pulau sebelah Britain? (Mereka terlalu kecil dan miskin untuk masuk dalam kamus bahasa Melayu).

Tiba-tiba saya tidak menyukai kambing-kambing itu. Mereka comel, ya, tetapi terlalu banyak telah membuatkan saya berasa muak.

Ia membuatkan penyesalan saya akan menolak tawaran “universiti permaisuri” di kawasan utara pulau itu lebih teruk.

Ya, saya ingin mengumumkan bahawa saya menyesal kerana tidak menyambungkan pelajaran ke taraf Sarjana di sana. Sungguh-sungguh menyesal.

Sebabnya adalah kerana saya sudah tak tahan memakan nasi setiap hari. Saya mahu makan kentang setiap hari. Dan Faliq pernah memberitahu saya bahawa kentang di sana lebih enak daripada yang ditanam di England.

Hahahahahahaha.

Fuck, Malay aside… I can’t freaking express myself properly anymore. Took me a bloody hour to type that bloody short note!!

Fuck fuck fuck!!!!!!!!!!!!!

VERTORIA LA MOK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

How could you not tell me that you now live opposite of Noel Coward Theatre?????????????

If not I would have continued!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

YOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Grrrr…. Now I’m going to hate Christmas as well!! Not just Eid!!!!

Great!! So I’ll hate my birthday as well.

Hrmph.

Heavy burden on you, Vic!!

Junk

I’m somewhat a junk collector. I was not so bad in England since I had to move every year. It is baaaaaaaaaaaaaaddd back home. Absolutely horrible. Back in England, I don’t think twice before I dump something into the recycling bin (oh of course I do this!!), but when I’m here… I’ll keep them forever.

I have magazines that date back to 2000!!!! Cleo, mostly. I still have the first issue of Malaysia’s seventeen!!!

And I have two big drawers full of scrap paper; paper which I only used on one side.

I also have files and files of my A-levels notes which I am quite positive I would never ever need anymore. I’ve dumped my Economics notes to my mom’s room. She wanted me to get it back from Amni, no way am I going to be the one who takes care of it.

Christmas presents which I never appreciated. I’m getting rid of them!!

Pinter cartriges, pens that can no longer be used…

OMG, I didn’t realize how many different types of moisturizers I used to have!! And most of them are runny already anyway. Binning them!!

Old makeup. Most of them tubes of mascaras. God, I use a lot of mascara. Considering that my natural lashes always hit my lenses when I wear glasses, I don’t know why I’ve been using so much. It’s addictive, you know? And old lipsticks which I will no longer use since I use lipgloss now.

Arty stuff which I can no longer use. I’m soooo not good with the paintbrush. Should get rid of them and get a set of crayon and color pencils. For the occassional mood of wanting to draw. Used to get them in England. I just had to start drawing. I used my precious colored pens and highlighters. Ooooo!!! I’ll miss drawing on Christmas cards, definitely!! Actually, come to think of it, I could do it from here!! Just that… the post office is not as near as it was when I was in England. Oh well.

Comic boooookkkssss!!!!!! However, I’m keeping them!! Hahahaha.

Broken stuff that I cannot repair. Apart from shoes, I try to repair everything!!

Old clothes!! Those that can’t fit, beyond repair, too loose, too faded, too everything!! I’m dumping them!! It’s too degrading to let people wear them!! Really!!

Gahh!! Too many junks!!

And I just can’t, for the life of me, throw away the magazines without going through it to find if there’s anything that I might want. Which will take forever!! Urgh!!!

I wonder where am I going to put my sheep collection. Hmmmmm…

I need to go to IKEA once I’m done rearranging stuff in my room!!

Urgh!! I sooooo want to get a new bed and get rid of the built in wardrobe, if possible!!

However, I know my mom would nag that I have an antique bed. Well, that’s just too bad. I want a bed where I can put stuff underneath!!

Arrgghhhh!!!!

I hate my room!!

I’m doing “spring cleaning” in autumn. How ironic.

Okay fine, use Australia’s seasons.

So not nice. Hrmph.

I mean, Christmas in summer????

Seriouslehhh!!!!!