Waffles for Lunch!

A much welcomed break from the usual nasi kandar stall at C3...

Tercipta Untukku

I first fell in love with this song when I heard it in Amy J's car, and then again when I heard it during Mira's wedding.

Tercipta Untukku by Ungu

And the lyrics...

Menatap indahnya senyuman diwajahmu
Membuat ku terdiam dan terpaku
Mengerti akan hadirnya cinta terindah
Saat kau peluk mesra tubuhku

Banyak kata
Yang tak mampu kuungkapkan
Kepada dirimu

Aku ingin engkau slalu
Hadir dan temani aku
Disetiap langkah
Yang meyakiniku
Kau tercipta untukku
Sepanjang hidupku

Aku ingin engkau slalu
Hadir dan temani aku
Disetiap langkah
Yang meyakiniku
Kau tercipta untukku
Meski waktu akan mampu
Memanggil seluruh ragaku
Ku ingin kau tau
Kuslalu milikmu
Yang mencintaimu
Sepanjang hidupku

Aku ingin engkau slalu
Hadir dan temani aku
Disetiap langkah
Yang meyakiniku
Kau tercipta untukku
Meski waktu akan mampu
Memanggil seluruh ragaku
Ku ingin kau tau
Kuslalu milikmu
Yang mencintaimu

-LV-

What Women Want???

I've come across many guys whom I consider very gentlemanly, very polite, very nice and in short, too good to be true.

I met K (an eternal bachelor) again recently; to discover (without much surprise) that he's still very much available.

K is simply one of the nicest, sweetest and most considerate guys around. Oh yes, he's got a well-established career, and is 150% financially secure.

Well-mannered and articulate as well.

And no, he doesn't play the field.

He's certainly one of those who deserve a nice happy little family to call his own. And I've got no qualms that he'll be one of the best husbands and fathers around.

He's not a bed-hopper too! Neither does he have any commitment problems.

It does make me wonder, why is he still single?

Nice guys DO finish last perhaps???

-LV-

Mika @ Night

-LV-

When It Gets Too Cold At Work...

And when wearing my blazer is insufficient... I buy a Pashima to keep me warm....

A Reflection of My Daily Routine

I came upon an entry on XT's blog recently on her daily routine, which sounds eeriely similar to mine.

A typical day for me....

5.30am: 1st alarm rings (Snooze - Grab my phone, check for text messages, reply - Go back to sleep)

5.39am: 2nd alarm rings (Snooze)

5.48am: 3rd alarm rings (Grab my phone for our daily Good Morning call)

6.02am: Alarm clock rings (Hang up - Shower and get dressed)

6.35am: Breakfast

6.45am: Put my heels on, begin my 45km commute to work.

7.35am: Arrive at C7 (Clock in - Grab the keys to my room - Put my stuff - Read the papers)

8.00am: Work

12.50pm: Naveena calls, makan time!!!!

*Makan!!!!!*

2.00pm: Back to work

Circa 5.20pm: Pack my bags - Clock out - Carpark here I come!!!

6.10pm: Arrive home

7.15pm: Dinner

8.30pm: Turn the idiot box on, Channel surf for a bit, Internet time, Call the parents...

Circa 10.00pm: 'Porridge' eating session!!!!! :P

11.30pm: ZZZZZzzzzzzz.......

And the routine is repeated the following day... Alas, how I 'love' my life!!!!

-LV-

A Sound Piece of Advice

http://www.flickr.com/photos/jahvs/236480066/

One of the many advice Dad has given me, and perhaps the best so far...

"You'll meet many detractors along the way...

Brush them aside, get the job done and move on..."

-LV-

LDP

I drive along the LDP (Lebuhraya Damansara-Puchong) and past this building - Plaza Perabot LDP during my daily commute to and from work...

AND

It never fails to remind me of my 'early days' living in KL.

I swear, that I used to hate life here with a vengeance and was one of the members of PBSM (Persatuan Balik Setiap Minggu). Social life in KL back then was practically next to zero. I never ventured out further than the college (I used to live only 3 doors away. Yes, I swear. I did!), and perhaps the ocassional banana leaf at Bangsar. Had practically no friends in KL apart from the gang (but we never did meet each other in KL back then - all PBSM fellas). And yes, the only time I probably went out was with XY with whom I used to be quite close to. And very often, we'd end up on the wrong end of the LDP, in front of this Furniture Mall. *lols* Hence, the 'nostalgia' everytime I drive past this 'structure' nowadays - the constant reminder of my 'miserable' life down south 5 years ago.

Anyway, things change, and people surely do.

We're no longer as close, and I no longer dread living in KL.

I no longer have a zero social life.

I'm no longer a student.

I no longer fear getting lost.

But yet, some things never change - I still suck at driving!

-LV-

Impulse Buy?

Look what I managed to buy during the long lunch break today! Btw, we've all got ourselves a pair each. *lols*

VCKY, a close up shot especially for you... *winks*

Lamb Charmers @ Charms Café, 1U

I had one of the loveliest lunch recently. Chunks of lamb over a mini 'BBQ Pit', served with butter rice. Washed down with lime juice. All for RM18.90. Hmmm...think I'd better stop my eating spree. As the saying goes, "A moment on yr lips, a lifetime on yr hips." Danger, danger, danger...

-LV-

Pondering

I know I could have and am capable of doing more within this period, and it's bothering me big time. When will I be unleashed? Or am I expecting too much in too short a time? Dear ol' idealistic me...

-LV-

Sympathy?

Some shoes are just plain ugly that you'll just have to buy them...

-LV-

Kitchen Therapy

It's been ages since I last cooked a proper meal, from scratch. And hence, taking into account the fact that I'm no longer obliged to study during the weekends, plus with a special request for pasta from the brother, I decided to make it from scratch.

Got some tomatoes and onions from the minimart downstairs. And off home I went to start my mini kitchen rendezvous only to discover that the tin of tomato puree that I spotted in the kitchen cabinet a couple of days ago had been used by the dear brother!

Left with no choice, I decided to just pump in an unknown god-forsaken amount (as the Malay cookbooks would say - "secukup rasa") of ketchup into my mixture of sauteed onions, garlic, beef and tomatoes along with 3 cups of water.

I left the 'brew' to simmer whilst I cooked the pasta and brocolli.

Voila! I'm pretty pleased with the outcome. It tasted lovely! And the brother agreed.... :P

-LV-

Fish & Noodle House

Note: This is an unpaid and hence, an unbiased review. And when I say it tastes good, it has to be good! :P
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As some of you may know, I've been busy moonlighting at my Uncle's newly opened restaurant prior to starting my job. Haven't actually tried the food there during my 'tenure' as a cashier cum waitress cum table-cleaner.

The shop's doing brisk business.

Was fortunate to have the time to drop by the other day with my family. And yes, the noodles tasted awesome, which probably explains why people keep coming back for more (in troops).

I had the Salmon Fillet Noodles (Well, okay, this picture does not do it justice. But I swear on my life it tastes awesome!).

Bro had the Salmon Rice.

And Dad, the Fish Fillet Noodles (without milk)

Whilst Mum had the house specialty; Fish Head Noodles. To be taken specially with the delicious Sambal!


All of which we duly washed down with a Lime and Sour Plum juice (Super concentrated! Yummy!).


As well as a cold Chrysanthemum.


Refreshing and lovely brunch indeed! And the best thing is that we didn't feel thirsty even after downing the whole bowl of soup!!!!

And here's the menu and location map for your perusal.

Feel free to drop by!

-LV-

Happy 80th Grandma!

I never seem to have much luck with Raleigh Intro Weekends. And despite promising Tanes that I'd be available to babysit during the weekend, I had to pull out last minute due to family commitments.

Nope, I'm not lamenting my fate for having missed out on yet another IW. But, watching Grandma celebrate her 80th over the weekend is certainly an amazing thing. *lols* And yes, the Pandan cake is customary.

To have lived a long and joyous life like hers is certainly something to be proud of. And yes, I could see the joy on her face during the celebrations; together with her children and grandchildren.

I'm glad to have been there to witness and join in the celebrations.

Happy 80th, Grandma!

-LV-

First Week

And so, it's Friday today, which effectively marks my first week of fulltime employment. I've got nothing much to say about my week per se; as I didn't do much. But I do notice a significant change in my lifestyle. Something which needs time to get accustomed to.

Some changes in particular include my sleeping time. Those who know me best would know well enough that I'm not someone who sleeps early; 12am being my 'normal' time. I'm in bed by 11pm latest by now.

And perhaps, the most significant change would be the amount of time I spend online. I'm hardly online nowadays compared to my student days where I'd be stuck to the computer 24/7. This has taken a back seat now. And yes, my blog has to take a backseat too! Mainly because my blog is based on my daily life. And now that I'm governed by the Official Secrets Act (OSA), one must be prudent not to blog about work. And this includes not bitching too!

And yes, my wardrobe. It's all filled with workclothes now. And I just mentioned to KH that I have 10 shirts left unironed. Dang!!!!

Having said that, life without the constant 'need' and 'urge' to study feels strange. Especially when you've done it for the past 20 years of your life.

Oh well...

-LV-

The Palace of Justice

Was lurking around Precinct 3 during work today. Hence, dropped by the Palace of Justice for a photo documentary. Lesson learnt from work over the past 3 days: Patience! *lols*

These Shoes are Made for Walking

New challenges and experiences await me as I open a new chapter of my life. Passion, according to JY is what that drives us on in this profession. And I certainly hope that the burning desire would remain within me for the next 30 years. God speed...

New Phase, New Challenge

This little corner of mine has taken a backseat for the past 9 weeks. Have been away for 7 weeks, running around for another 2, and well I'm finally home and enjoying the very last week of my freedom.

I'll finally step into the real world aka work after 20 years of formal education. Thank God the first 5 years of my life was spent playing around at home, living a carefree life. Otherwise, it would have been 25 neat years of studying and learning.

A natural transition/progression.

Have been busy shopping around for some work wear and it just struck me, how much 'preparation' I needed to make. It was a total revamp of my wardrobe altogether. From t-shirts, shorts, jeans and blouses to a whole new wardrobe of suits (BLACK only) and neatly ironed and pressed shirts. And yes, I still need to shop for another pair of court shoes/pumps.

Frankly speaking, this feels surreal, and 5 years have been a long, winding and at times trying journey. Having said that, I think that there are definitely moments during that period that I'll miss. Having endured the many ups and downs along the way, I could now proudly say that, "I'm almost there". And yes, the day of my long call (1 year down the road) is now 'virtual certainty'. I'm living my dream at the moment; having chosen the profession which I can now safely regard as my 'calling'. I can't say for sure that I'm born to do this. But the passion is there and I definitely know what I want from this 10 years down the road. Am grateful and lucky that I've secured my dream job, and hopefully be posted to the department of my choice. Fingers crossed. Otherwise, I won't hessitate to explore other avenues. Plan B kicks into action. :P

I anticipate that my life in the not too distant future (2 days from now) would be very different from that of a 'professional student'. Datelines to meet, boardroom politics, monetary woes,.... And perhaps, the most striking difference would be the feeling of returning home from work at night to face the 4 walls at my place, not having any studying to do. Just me and the TV/laptop accompanied by the whirring sound of the ceiling fan.

Solitude, loneliness or relaxation?

To be honest, I'm uncertain if the 5 years of training has equipped me well to face the music. I do wonder if I know enough about Medical Law to save the doctor's arses. Or whether I'll have the guts to face hardcore criminals in prison. And yes, I do wonder if I'll ever be a competent lawyer.

Either way, it's a conscious decision that I've made; to return to Malaysia, to do my CLP, and to close doors at the option of practicing overseas. For better or for worse, those are decisions that I'll have to live with. Hence, I'm determined to give it my very best.

Do keep your fingers crossed for me come Monday.

-LV-