... for yummy cookies's to bake them yourself (assuming you've a good hand with them). never mind, more about that later.
this morning's flight home was uneventful, though for once they took off early rather than late. i was groggy with sleep throughout the entire flight, having had about two, three hours of sleepy-weepy the night before, so much so that i had to drag my eyelids open when the plane finally touched down at the terminal.
i remember now... while at the lcct, i thought to grab a sandwich in case i got hungry, so i peeked into the store called Buy and Fly to have a look at the ones there and can you guess how much they cost? TEN freaking ringgit for two limp looking sandwiches that look as fresh as day old bread. and the filling isnt even that enticing. i recoiled with horror and resolved to never buy anything from there, even if i'm pretty much bored with mcd. at least with mcd i can be sure it's not day old stuff. so when i arrived, and had time to spare while waiting for my ride home, i snagged a piping hot mcmuffin. definitely beats limp bread. lol.while in the plane, i was entertaining dreams of going home and sinking into my soft bed to make up for lost sleep, but... my mum had other ideas. i was dragged into the kitchen and recruited into helping her with her cookies. that was tiring. after lunch, we both took a rest and she went out to feed the rotties while i continued. making pineapple tarts's fun though. the first tray i messed with, i made shapes: stars, and mei hua (plum blossom, you see the motif everywhere for CNY; they look rather like sakuras), but it took so long to make them and used up sooo much pastry i eventually gave up and made buttons instead. those were pretty fun too. wrapping the filling and then turning them to buttons while watching Ip Man on my laptop. XDi like that movie. awesomely inspiring and one heckuva great example of leadership. he doesnt even profess to be a leader; his actions and behaviour proclaim him as one and the townfolk revere him for that. i found his loyalty to his countrymen, his motherland, and his integrity very moving; he was willing to trade his life for the honour and morale of his people. i watched how ordinary unarmed people rallied and forced back the ranks of the japanese soldiers in order to aid him when he was shot, and all i could think was all it needs for people to unite is someone who's willing to stand out and make a difference. if only china had had more leaders like him. she wouldnt have been cut up and served to the greedy ones like a melon then. china.. she sure's gone a long way from the rotten days of the cultural revolution, and i salute her for the great leap's she's made. though i wasnt born there, i feel a keen sense of kinship with her; how can i not, when my ancestors hailed from that very country?
this morning's flight home was uneventful, though for once they took off early rather than late. i was groggy with sleep throughout the entire flight, having had about two, three hours of sleepy-weepy the night before, so much so that i had to drag my eyelids open when the plane finally touched down at the terminal.
i remember now... while at the lcct, i thought to grab a sandwich in case i got hungry, so i peeked into the store called Buy and Fly to have a look at the ones there and can you guess how much they cost? TEN freaking ringgit for two limp looking sandwiches that look as fresh as day old bread. and the filling isnt even that enticing. i recoiled with horror and resolved to never buy anything from there, even if i'm pretty much bored with mcd. at least with mcd i can be sure it's not day old stuff. so when i arrived, and had time to spare while waiting for my ride home, i snagged a piping hot mcmuffin. definitely beats limp bread. lol.while in the plane, i was entertaining dreams of going home and sinking into my soft bed to make up for lost sleep, but... my mum had other ideas. i was dragged into the kitchen and recruited into helping her with her cookies. that was tiring. after lunch, we both took a rest and she went out to feed the rotties while i continued. making pineapple tarts's fun though. the first tray i messed with, i made shapes: stars, and mei hua (plum blossom, you see the motif everywhere for CNY; they look rather like sakuras), but it took so long to make them and used up sooo much pastry i eventually gave up and made buttons instead. those were pretty fun too. wrapping the filling and then turning them to buttons while watching Ip Man on my laptop. XDi like that movie. awesomely inspiring and one heckuva great example of leadership. he doesnt even profess to be a leader; his actions and behaviour proclaim him as one and the townfolk revere him for that. i found his loyalty to his countrymen, his motherland, and his integrity very moving; he was willing to trade his life for the honour and morale of his people. i watched how ordinary unarmed people rallied and forced back the ranks of the japanese soldiers in order to aid him when he was shot, and all i could think was all it needs for people to unite is someone who's willing to stand out and make a difference. if only china had had more leaders like him. she wouldnt have been cut up and served to the greedy ones like a melon then. china.. she sure's gone a long way from the rotten days of the cultural revolution, and i salute her for the great leap's she's made. though i wasnt born there, i feel a keen sense of kinship with her; how can i not, when my ancestors hailed from that very country?
without heaven, there wouldnt have been earth
without earth, there wouldnt have been home
without home, there wouldnt have been you
without you, there wouldnt have been me.
without earth, there wouldnt have been home
without home, there wouldnt have been you
without you, there wouldnt have been me.
probably no words can describe how i felt when i stepped on the great stones of the forbidden palace and marveled to be walking over the unseen footprints of emperors, princes, princesses. i could see in my mind the maids and eunuchs scurrying about their duties, feet wearing the stones down to the smoothness seen today. who can stand atop a watch tower on the great wall and not feel a sense of wonder at how they managed to built it? the beijing olympics brought great pride to chinese all around the world. we're rooting for you, our dragon. no one can do it like you do, because there isnt any other in the world like you.
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