I have a craving. Ravioli w butterscotch filling and how can i eva get dat. I am imagining the sweetness of the filling accompanied w the tenderness of the pasta. I am imagining it and even imagining the smell. I got dat craving after watching Jamie's kitchen. He cooked dat today for his trainees. I cant afford such delicious dessert do its good enuff to savour it in my imagination. Anyway, where in Singapore do they serve such dessert?
Whole day in library after i tired myself n got irritated by a conversation w Achilles maniac. Tired lah of guys saying ohh he is different, ohhh he dont haf any ego and ohhh..wadeva. Nice chap but i am just not in the right mood. Sick n tired of guys. Wat i covered? I am noting these down as motivation as well as a self-satisfaction n self buttering thingy.I covered Seni Bina Masjid, Batik n Pengaruh Seni Bina. Almost done, therefore i rewarded myself w an ice-cream caramel frappe fr Cafe Galillei ( i think dats the name). Digging into my treat and staring into space. I luv that moment where i am totally blanked in the mind and at ease in the heart. Then, i went off to Yani's place to pass sumting to help her w her son's education. I was glad she took it after she scolded me. I always get scolded by frens so nothing new. Told her about Pendek, our primary school fren. Yeah bumped onto Sumi. I used to dislike her in school but its amazing how i was lit up by her sight just now. She looked the same n Z was exaggerating when she said Sumi is really fat now. Come on lah, i dont think so. She still look ok to me and even better actually cos now her upper body matches her big bottom. Z probably still bitter about Sumi humiliating her after flag raising when we were in sec 1. Told u, majority of the pretty girls in my school are bitchy. Being pretty, of cos u want attention n love to b in the limelight. So its nothing really bad to me cos they dont see me as a threat.
Didnt get to watch the Apprentice cos i wont want to distrupt mum's fav tilawatil Al-quran show. Weirdly, i felt better now altho i miss my fav show. Mum, she just has to feel the presence of dat programme altho she might doze off. I luv hearing ppl reciting the Quran but kinda too much if its a competition. Btw, my grand aunt was the champion for Tilawatil Al-Quran years back. Her name is Hjh Rahmah and of cos, no point telling u altho i wanna feeling proud cos u ppl wont knoe. Actually not proudlah but at least u ppl will understand how cum at the age of 9-12, my mum sent my sis n i to every Quran reciting competition in mosques. I remembered in Bedok Mosque, i got consolation while my sis got third. I remembered reading Quran during my auntie's wedding immediately after all my aunts n mum screamed their lungs out at me cos instead of getting ready, i was playing chasing w my cousins. Still haf the pics and i think dat was the only time, i looked pretty when i was a not yet puberty girl. Insyallah, i will scanned dat pic n let u ppl see one day.
Ps. I miss Sharky.
Thursday, October 07, 2004
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