Apple pie

Woke up with really bad hair so had to wear a hairband :P

# – All straight.

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# – All out.

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# – All wide.

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Dress with paper boat motives bought in Chatuchak, red belt too. Shoes bought in Hanoi and bag from ri2k.

# – Paper boat.

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I wanted to blog about the wedding preparation but couldn’t find any picture of my rockstar bridesmaids DIY-ing. Arghhhhhh!

Think I might have lost those pictures forever. I am such an idiot :(

I spent too long looking for them pictures and it is bedtime soon so will have to abandon initial blogging topic.

For now you just have to contend with a picture of my homemade deep fried apple pies.

Apple filling was made from scratch but I used store bought puff pastries. Busy woman has got to learn how to cheat in the kitchen.

# – Homemade deep fried apple pies and premium vanilla ice cream (not homemade).

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Love my deep fryer!

Why do people tolerate bad behaviours

Casual Friday time!

# – Straight legs.
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# – Bent leg.
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Old top from a shop in 1 Utama which name escaped me. It has the word GEEK! on it.

# – Geek.
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Jeans from Levi’s. Shoes from Tesco Lotus and bag from ri2k.

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I’ve always wondered whether it is an Asian thing, a Malaysian thing or a universal thing – this tolerance towards bullshit and sweeping under the carpet of bad behaviours.

You know what I mean? People notice something’s off early on but yet they let it fester. They keep quiet and wait and wait till it’s too much to bear. Like it’s magically going to be better?

You’d think that by reaching the point of no return that something would be done….

But no. No. No. No. No.

Then they close a door, check nobody’s behind them and then whine and complain, whine and complain, whine and complain to those who would listen.

Yet, they won’t do jack shit to change the circumstances even when they have every right and authority to do so. It’s not laziness, is it?

What is so bad about righting what’s wrong? It seems to me that people are afraid of offending them perpetrators or afraid of being seen as a trouble-maker which are both illogical and retarded.

I’ve heard something far more retarded – they don’t want to kill other people’s morale by raising a stink. Hello, last I heard is that you will kill morale by protecting the source of grievances.

I mean I understand for some aspects that there is no choice but to take it in the ass.

However, I am starting to notice that this sort of cowardly, nicey Lucy behaviour doesn’t discriminate situations. Generally, they would just take it, all the while spreading their buttcheeks themselves regardless of the situation, then whine about how bloody painful it was.

Why?!!! This really astounds me!

My thoughts on finances, children

Sitting in a restaurant now waiting for the person whom I’d be possibly handing over my hard-earned savings over for investment.

I know nothing about finances and at the rate am going I probably would not be able to retire with the lifestyle that suits me, hence this meeting.

I think when I have children next time I will make sure that they are equipped with knowledge on finances rather than chasing As.

In fact I think I will skip pre-school altogether and just bring them to playgrounds for socialising’s sake. And I will let them watch loads of Sesame Street, paint, do crafts (by the way this local business called Little Paper Crate supplies craft projects subscriptions for kids and parents – makes me want to have kids to play with!!!), read a lot of books and learn Mathematics by assisting with my cooking/baking.

I read that children in Japan don’t take a single exam until they are 10 years old. The first 10 years are focused on developing good manners and a good character. How cool is that?

Compared that to what I watched on television recently about Singaporean parents who spend $1200 per month on pre-schools and have their kids go for “enrichment” courses (read: fancy names for tuition classes because heaven forbid the kids are not learning enough from the 1.2k a month school) that go on until midnight wtf

Not surprising that the kids featured on the tv show have shockingly bad manners. One called his mother a T-rex on national television, though rightly so hahahaha

Hmmm, don’t know how I veered off the course so much from finances to child rearing but anyway if one day you ever found me blogging about my kids getting straight As and going to some fancy tuition class – I implore you to print this blog post out, roll it up, dip it in excrement and slap my face with it.

Repeatedly.