its small, but it means something

heyya, :)

to mark the end of Chinese New Year,
the start of March,
the end of my Kindy job,
the official unofficial confirmation of mah new job,
the end of my holidays,
and the start of college!
the adieu of late night mamak sessions,
and the depressing continuation of train rides,

I here by cross out number 3 and number 23 off my 100thingstodobeforeidie list!

3. go vegan for 30 day
23. teach in a school

dear,
sofiah, so sweet and darling;
kaushal, who loves his colouring;
gavin; the brat you cant stay mad at;
farisha, who's still confused at counting;
afiqah, so rough and hardworking;
wan syara, who never ever competes;
adriana, her smile so sweet;
manimaran, who cant really speak;
and
zhikry, the brightest and quiestest of them all;

you're probably gonna forget about me in a couple of weeks,
but you will be missed!

love,
Teacher Mei.

this has been one hell of a holiday :)

15 days of

all the eating all the drinking all the gambling all the going out till late night with your friends all the noise all the fireworks all the money without the guilt.

its good to be chinese.

happy chinese new year, again!

when you have no plans for CNY,

you buff your grandpa's nails (if you know my grandpa, you'd be shocked at his willingly volunteering and his excitement),

you put fake eyelashes on your mum and aunt,

and you get your hair braided by your aunt and cousin's gf!

happy chinese new year everyone!


get fat, get prosperous!

i look like a

hooker. a hot one though. with no boobs hahahaha

yes, i perasaan

i love this pic to bits.

this has been very exciting!

i told her no lala hair

and this is what she gave me!


there goes my virgin black hair but im definitely loving this look! mum doesn't like it but she's never liked any changes i've made to myself anyways

my first hair colour, so whaddya think?

I love my hair yes i do! I love my hair how bout you! this is the first time m getting so excited over hair omg i feel like such a girly girl
slap me
SLAP ME NOW!

trippin on the beach trip

PD.12 pm and we're drinking. 7 eleven. chill. mexican food. bob marley. smokeables. fruit shop. beer. Superhuge Special Dutch Lager Beer. hot pink girl. hot family. happy annoying chinese lalas. B-2-8. the feel of sharpie on paper. feeling lazy. relax. feeling too lazy. mocktails. low tides. nilai. piggy. tanning session. no water, all we had was coke, beer, and soya bean. sea breeze in my face. obscenely huge fishes. penyu that look like a bird, birdyu. rabbits. people in blue. family gatherings. we need to crash a wedding one day. cactus virgin. your drawings. alcohol stories. rendam air. "sad dissapointing chinese girls! dress up like you're chinese!".

we never wanted to leave.

sunday night and i felt like crepe

so i made some.

homemade (burnt) chocolate chip crepes with golden honey drizzle


and this was the one that got away


see them crusty black bits? yeah those are the chocolate chips that didn't survive the heat.

i know how it looks like, but trust me, it didnt suck badly. it was good and edible!

Crepes brings back loads of childhood memories.. Mom used to make them at night for supper and i would help her in the kitchen. She'd be measuring and I'd be sieving the flour, and then we'll fry it together.. when its done and ready and its late at night, i would yell up the stairs and my brothers, sometimes dad too would come down and gobble up the fresh warm crepes while mom makes us hot milo. the best part was breakfast the next morning, I was always so excited to have crepes for breakfast from the leftover batter...

Mom stopped making these pancakes after awhile, and it was long forgotten, tucked in a little corner of my memory vault. It all came out again mid year, the week before I left US. It was the last time i had crepes, bro was in high gear and made them for breakfast. my roommates, my brother and i, yummy warm crepes in the cool cozy apartment while it snows ourside.

this time, i made the crepes independently. moms out, brother's out. but making, tasting, and thinking about crepes is just blissful nostalgia.

the next time i think about crepes, i will not only think about my yesteryears with mom, or my US bond with bro.. I'd think about my grandpa giving me a thumbs up for my first try of making crepes tonight.

:)