Ah I'm so gonna miss that again!

Glutinous rice balls. You would not believe how much I actually adore them. I can eat cups and cups and cups of them and still ask for more. I love them in various colors, green and white being my favourite. But ever since I graduated from high school, I don't get to eat them for years already. My grandmother being the best cook in our home, she make the most delicious glutinous rice balls. I would say the glutinous rice balls she make are rather simple, but that taste simply keep me occupied for very long time. So this year, again I will miss it, I hope I could be there to enjoy this tradition with her, but it seems impossible. I pray for next year though. I really do hope next year I could eat cups and cups and cups of them again.

These pictures were took when my grandma specially make glutinous rice balls for me when I cannot make it home on the exact day. And they were amazing!

We use up the whole packet of glutinous rice flour!

It's cook! You have to put them in cold water first before you put them in the soup that you had boiled separately.

See how my grandma instructs him?

It's ready to be served!

 

 I really wanna eat them up so much!! Too bad I'm not at my grandma's place! =(

Uncertainties

You know that sometimes your day is as bright as the brightest day ever, and you'll feel yourself much like a bumble bee, acknowledging the fact that you are one of the most fortunate person on earth, the next moment you might lose it all in a single blink.

Take that young man's suicidal for instance. His girlfriend of 4months left him, he jumps to his death. Can life be measured just like this? Does losing love means losing everything? He had good four months and now he is a lost soul.

Okay maybe death is a little too much cuz it doesn't really happens to everyone. Hrmm, what about friendship? Two best friends, shared most of their life with each other, grew apart when misunderstandings arise. You had your best friend by your side throughout the years, and one second is enough to break the bond that you made.

Family. I have always pictured the word "family" to be very contented, happiness all around, lotsa love and you can literally feel the warmth of each others' presence. But because of greed, money and hatred, they turn on each others' back.

I don't know this little thing called life. Life is suppose to be colorful, simple yet fulfilling, challenging but promising. I often wondered if Life is the same for everyone, wouldn't it be much easier to deal with? But life would lose it's value then. "Imagine everyone is able to have the same thing that you have", my best friend points out. "You would not even strive for better things is life", he says.

Life is about inequality, of which you yourself got to decide which route you wanna take. Don't worry about all the disaster that fall upon you, because then you would grow and blossom. When one door closes, another opens. You'll see light in each darkness.

When life give you hundreds and hundreds reasons to cry,

show life that you got thousands and thousands of reasons to smile.

If everyone else can do that,

I bet you can do the same.

You know how I've always Loved you.

Long ago before I'm attached, I would always imagine and assure myself that my future boyfriend will have to be a tall, presentable lad, well educated, smoke-free/ drug-free, take good care of me, love me for who I am, but most importantly, speaks excellent English. English is my life I would say, because back then, I cannot speak Mandarin at all. So eventually I grew not to like Mandarin and speak solely English. I did really hold onto my principles that I don't take a second look at those Chinese educated boys that were after me.

So how do I ended up with a Chinese educated boyfriend? I wanna keep the story short though. Well we started off as classmates. He dislikes me, rude and playful being the reasons. Somehow I manage to get the hint, and I stayed away. Who would have guessed one fine day he was in need of laptop, and me being the only one who have it that time, borrowed him without any hesitation. I was so concerned of his assignment that I happily asked him to bring my laptop home to finish off his homework.

Little did I know that this act of kindness change his impression towards me. But hey, I was stupid, really, borrowing a laptop to a friend I knew not more than a month? Hell no! I'm not gonna do that in future. He began to treat me differently and this is how our story starts. I didn't know that I was so attracted to him that I don't mind he speaks Mandarin 24/7. And no, he's not really that tall, he stands at 173cm only. Good grades? I'm clueless. Yeah, no smoking, no drugs, that's the most I knew. But he takes really good care of me. Out of so many, I liked the way he connects himself to me. He's more like a soul mate, he understands what I'm thinking, he can talk to me about just anything in the world without judging me.

And I never realized it has been 4 years. The 4 long years that brought us together, sharing bits of joy and happiness, laughter and pain. I remember how he assures me that the sun will shine after each heavy rain pour. He lets me know that life can be as colorful as rainbow. And I always adore how he would wrap me in his arms, and whisper "I love you". I love the way he runs his finger through my hair. And I miss how he would always hold me tight, letting me know that I would always have him to rely on. I like the promises he made, that often when I face obstacles in life, I know he will be right at the end waiting for me. I know that no matter how many times I fail in my life, he will be my guidance, he will be my light.

But not all fairytale are as sweet as cotton-candy. We did fought, we disagree with each other, we are simply two different creature that happens to fall for each other. Despite all that, loving him carries a deeper meaning to me. I love how he will always make up to me each time we argued. I love how he would prepare lunch and dinner just to let me taste home-cooked food. I love how he takes the effort to give me facial treatment when I'm lazy to wash my face. I love the way he sings to me at the nights when I cannot sleep. And I love how he would change the cloth on my forehead when I was having fever, and feeding me his home-cooked porridge.  And I love how he would make me sit up straight and teach me my dreadful subjects, Accounting, Law, Finance, and Taxation.

And he turned out okay. Well at least, almost similar to my expectations. Haha. Not so tall, but presentable, distinction holder and also book prize winner, smoke-free / drug-free, speaks Mandarin and English too, take good care of me still, and loves me for who I am, no doubt. I just love each and every little thing he ever did for me. I really do.

I couldn't find any reason to stop loving him. I'm glad it has been 4 years long. And I hope there will be more to come. But until then, I just wanna let him know that I appreciate him more than I ever could imagine. 

And I hope he knows.

Happy 4th Anniversary, my dear!

New Friend of Mine

It was a busy Thursday morning like usual. I made my way to Sg. Wang for my 7days part time job for Playboy and Adidas. All nervous and sweating cuz I have to search for the entrance of Parkson. And while I'm busy asking the guards, a girl suddenly tap on my shoulder and asked, "Are you under Sharon?". I immediately nodded and guess what? Instant friend! We walked to the exact location, again, sweating. Haha.

10 to 10 is really no joke. Although we are wearing flats, we could feel our leg aching, like so severe. First day usually is the longest. Not many customers passed by, normally those there looking for expensive perfumes, not those we are selling. Middle-East tourist took interest in the brands we are promoting though. Sales were so-so, we got really bored, and talking always takes place when you have nothing to do.

And oh! My this little new friend, she is taller than me by 2cm, she called herself Fish! Bubbly personality, she is the most positive thinking person I've ever met. She smiles like 24/7, she got really excited over foods, and incredibly she cannot grow fat no matter how much she consume. 7 days with her is fun, we talked so much, sometimes we share stories like we have known each other for years.

Often, we have different perception in almost everything in the world, well, like for instance, Wang Lee Hom is handsome for her, but for me, I think he sucks big time. She thinks the world is fair and just, I think the world is corrupted. She likes Ck Perfume's bottle, I think it looks simply normal. Many more on the list, haha, but however I like her attitude of always being able to look at the best of every situation she is in. She hardly grumbles, she does all she can, always stay active and manage her life in a happy-go-lucky manner. As for myself, I kept things to my own, got so stress over things that is not even an issue to me, stuck in the situation that I often claim I couldn't get out, but in fact, I could be like her if I wanted to be.

I mean, I can smile all the way, I can always look at the bright side of everything, I can always get up when I stumble, I can be myself. But why am I not this way? Guess to have that optimistic thinking is not as easy as ABC. It requires courage, it requires ability, and it requires willingness. I like how she carries herself. I see the light in her that often shine all way through. Who would not love to have her around? =)

I'm always a believer of change. Nothing else matter if one refuses to change. Change is the key to success. Being optimistic is hard, but I hope I could at least smile like her.

And yeah, this job is not one of the best I've ever had due to its working hours and its wages, but I gained a friend. And that's what that counts.

Happy-go-lucky Fish and I.

Loads to pen down!

I've got a whole long list to blog about. My grandma's simple birthday celebration, my working experiences for Playboy and Adidas, my trip down to KL, my bf's birthday, etc. I just got so much to write. But obviously it's not today. Will do it soon. And I mean it. =)