iApologize.

Dearest friends,

I am truly sorry to each and everyone of you out there who came to this blog with anticipation for something new but time and again have to leave with utter disappoinment, especially to those that couldn't accept the immediate truth by running multiple F5 button or Refresh clicks. My apologies.

As you might have already guessed, the only thing that could probably keep me this occupied would definitely be my job (sometimes the girlfriend as well). I am pre-occpied, occupied and post-occupied with my work now, resulting a life entirely revolving around it. All work and no play makes Jed a dull guy, hence the dullness you are currently experiencing in my blog. So boring.

To the extend that other than running at full power at the client's site, I spend my lunch and dinner time thinking about solutions, not forgetting during MRT rides as well and even while preparing to sleep. Even my Nintendo DS stays neglected in the drawer of my table (Oh, I am gonna advance to 3rd job pretty soon on FF3, hurrah!). So boring.

Anyway, before the client catch me blogging, which is like abusing their facilities, which I doubt so, I better sign off. Hope to resume blogging as usual tomorrow. Wish me luck. So boring.

Yours truly,
Jed

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Teo Chew Fish Project.

Remember the Teo Chew Fish Project there? The outcome was pretty impressive (on the second run in my house) as the the flavouring was just right and the texture still soft, the way it should be and of course, the whole process was guided by Mum who refused to have her kitchen 'conquered' by someone else. Anyway, other than Mum (she insisted it was something else she took earlier), none of us suffered from any sort of digestion based illnesses after consuming the fish *thank God* which I highly doubted would have happened anyway. Here are some pictures I managed to snap with only a single bar of battery left in camera.

Seconds before cooking. There's the fish with Tofu, Slice Tomatoes and Salted Vegetables on your right. On the left is some Spring Onions and Coriander Leaves.

Ta Dah! I present to you, Ngoi Sam Teo Chew Fish. Look also know its nice already woot!

Just to check whether the fish is thoroughly cooked or not. Just kidding. Take picture of the texture of the fish mah.

Much love and thanks to her for spending time in the kitchen (which she hardly ever does) to prepare the fish for me. I see a future housewife in the making, hahaha. Yap Tak Chui Fong, Chut Tak Theng Tong (Can enter the kitchen, and also come out to the Living Hall - an old Chinese saying which literally means a person, usually referring to the wife, who can cook as well as present herself well outside of the kitchen boundaries. Something like that).

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DS: FF3.

I personally feel that my blog is getting more and more boring by the day. Bah! Pushing that aisde, interested to know what game I am currently engrossed to on my DS? Well, wonder no more...

Final Fantasy III (Role Playing Game :: RPG)

I'ts actually a remake of the original version. Quite easy to adapt to the controls, however, a little more patience is required to fully understand the gameplay. So far, I think I am only less than 3% into the game and ironically, I have yet to find a save point then died liao, in the Mithril Mines, still in the first map (I think), so have to start all over again (only just now I found out that I can save when in the map interface, dang). Interface and gameplay (turn-based) is pretty much the same with the other FF series, with the exception for the graphics. Not that I'm complaining anyway. One thing that's really tiring about this game is not being able to pass through the victory screen quickly (needs to wait for the music to end, gets irritating after a while), anyone knows how to do that? While the other, it doesn't really utilize DS's dual screen/touch screen feature. kinda wasted in a way. Last but not least, trust me when I say its quite engaging.

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Tagged.

I got tagged by m!ss s!mple, but I find it weird because (1) its quite feminishy, (2) feels as though it doesn't relate to me and (3) I'm the only guy that kena 'stabbed'. Anyway, wth lah, here goes nothing... You know I don't tag others, so if you feel like doing it, just do it.


INSTRUCTION :
Bold the statements that are true to you.
Italicize the statements that you WISH are true.

Leave the fibs alone. (what's fibs?)
Then, stab 0 people to do the same test.

Lets begin.

I’m 170cm tall. (taller!)
I don’t know what I want at the moment.
I’m not happy. (being so far away)
I hate my friends.
I hate my life.
I hate my grades. (I don't have to anymore)
He drives. (uhrm... who is he?)
I’m bored of driving. (in KL)
I have a white handbag. (uhrm...)
I love dancing.
I go clubbing every week.
Shopping is bullshit. (hell yeah!)
I have a tattoo of a star.
I got my navel pierced.
I have friends that take drugs.
90% of my friends smoke.
I think I’m going to die before my friends that smoke.
The last time was..erm..last night? (ds lah, what you thinking)
I still hang out with my ex, even though our break up was rather nasty.
I’m studying Fashion
I have a business running.
I hate cartoons.
I hate someone.
I have 10 Guess handbags. (uhrm..., again)
I buy CLEO every month. (okay, this is getting really weird)
My parents doesn’t know about my blog.
I have an iPod.
I don’t have faith in the current “one”. (I have faith in the Chosen One)
My college mates colleagues knows about my blog. (not!)
I wanted to be a fashion designer.
I love rock emo bands.
I hate it when people cancel last minute meet ups.
I’m a rebel.
I’m starting to like wearing dresses. (cheryl, wtf!)
I don’t believe in love.
High school was filled with drama.
My parents have faith in me.
I’ve bought shoes this month.
A blogger bitched about me before.
I hate sports.
I heart Italian food.
I hate meeting new people.
I hate nail polish.
The mother bear gives me hugs. (from Goldilocks ah?)
People would start appreciating me.
High school was the worst time of my life.
I have red hair.
One Utama is my second home. (Singapore is, hahahas)
I miss hanging out with the bloggers.
I’m a guy. (duh?)
I’m scared of my Biology exam which I’m going to face tomorrow. (Bio is the best!)
I hate vacations.
We’ll last.
I believe in long distance relationships.
I’m going to get high and smoke week in US. (but I am not going there)
I’ve robbed an old lady.
Host a talk show.
That Guess watch. (for her)
I’m starting to like applying make-up. (hhhmmm...)
I was a tomboy. (I was A BOY, now a man)
At times I think I still am a tomboy. (MAN!)
I love bitching about people behind their backs.
I still have a best friend.
I have a cat.
I hate surprise parties.
I hate planning parties.
I’m hot.
I’m a sinner.
I’ve got a DS Lite.
I have a Wii.
I can live without music. (are you crazy?)
Video games are a waste of time. (you are crazy)
I miss the father bear. (from Goldilocks, again?)
I love being in love.
I know how to cook.
I have 100% freedom.
Boys are assholes.
I miss Pn Hamidah. (Who exactly is Puan Hamidah?)
I hate Math.
I’m happy with what I have. (but I still want more)
I love horror films.
I slept in my parents’ room for 3 days after watching Scream when I was a kid.
My old friends keep in touch with me.
I don’t read newspapers.
The news is such a waste of time.
Blogging is a waste of time. (I shall pretend I never read this)
I hate animals.
I can’t live without make-up.
I curse like a pirate. (way better)
I’m happy with my 11 year old car. (I'll have to wait another 9 years for that)
I hate people that are smart.
I love Orange juice.
I can’t drink for nuts.
I believe that everyone in their teens have lost their virginity.
I’ve got a new phone.
I’m going to get a new pair of shoes by the end of this month.
I love swimming.
I haven’t worked out since March.
I think I’m fat.
I love my friends and family.

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A Weekend Well Spent.

You know how, when you're away and you get the chance to head home, you would always try to fully pack each and every second of your time with some activities to optimize your return, to the brink, literally? Exactly what I did. Here's a detailed breakthrough of what I went through when I was back in KL last weekend, kinda boring but its just to amaze myself should I decide to read my archives sometime later. Yeah. *admires self*

Arrived in KL @ 3am O_o, bus delayed and only managed to sleep around 4am then waking up by 7.30am, the biological alarm was ringing. Minor chores here and there later (makan1 - a piece of garlic bread), it was already late morning, 11.45am. Had lunch then (makan2 - a lot, mee + bread) at OldTown, which is slowly becoming my standard place for afternoon makans *sweat*. Perhaps I should request for a revise in their menu, hhhmmm... Drove to Sg.Wang for this at about 2pm, after sending off her lady cleaner, caught in massive traffic congestion which made me appreciate the MRT very much all of a sudden. I tell you, since the opening of the new lane to SMART tunnel, KL begin experiencing one of its worst congestion nigtmares . Back to home at 5pm, because she needed to prepare her dish and managed to have dinner (makan3) by 7pm. Visited her parents, forced fed durians (makan4 - 1 biji, as in the whole thing) and by 9pm, since we couldn't set a yum cha session, we decided to go ahead with the midnight show, Order of Phoenix. Ended around 2.45am, with her constantly complaining my bad breath whenever I burped, downloaded games and slept at 5.15am. That kinda ends Saturday.

Awaken at 8.15am the following day for Bak Kut Teh breakfast (makan5 - meat shoved) with Eddy&June in Klang (zomg) then got home around 11am just to rest for an hour before having lunch (makan6) with my family. The food was so awesome (and expensive) that it deserves a post on its own, coming up later. By 2pm, I was frantically packing and preparing for the journey back to SG, 4.30pm bus when Mum still managed to force into me a bowl of dessert (makan7 - shuet yee tong sui) before sending me off. Reaching SG at 10.45pm, about an hour and half late due to (makan8 - light meal) massive volume of human at the customs and finally home by 11.35pm, had to do the laundry before calling it a day, else I would be with nearly 0 pair of formal wears. Finally able to sleep by 2.45am, after hanging the clothes to dry only to wake up at 7am the next day for work.

The conclusion is, for the weekend, I had 8 meals, of which 5 is heavy and slept only for 12 hours in 90 hours. Ta Dah! I am ze bionicman!

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