A decade ago, during my schooling years, I can memorized the whole history book from cover to cover. Learning about the Greeks, about the Revolutionary Era and anything related to world history, will be able to draw my attention. Ten years later, looking at the history book for the upper secondary students now, it makes my brain thumps loudly. Now, I'm wondering out loud, is that our Malaysian history or am I teaching about religion? Why is there a big chunk of Islamic studies? What the heck are the students doing learning about the history of Islam which started in Mecca, so far away from our country. Why are they burning their brain cells trying to memorize the names of the khalifa and their contributions even to the details of their characteristics. Repeatedly, the History book wrote that Prophet Muhammad SAW never forced anyone into the religion, instead the people were attracted to the religion because of how he carried himself, different from those in the Dark Ages who conformed to all sorts of disgusting activities. Inhuman.
Fancy writing about how Acheh and the Javanese encouraged jihad as to wedge the Holy War is an act of holiness. How holy is that act when a man straps himself with explosives and kills the many innocent lives? My eyes almost popped out when I read that jihad was encouraged to block Christianity brought in by Portuguese and Holland. There was also books written about the benefits of carrying out jihad. No one fought against Buddhism and Hinduism, but Christianity was fought against and it was written in such subtle way one will not put much thought into it.
If I were to stand up in front of a class filled with students and share about the gospel of Christ, I will not be surprised if three-quarter of the class walked out and then followed by angry remarks by parents who will accuse me for trying to 'convert' their children. How absurd can that be? I bet none of the students can understand why they're forced to read 5 lengthy chapters coming to about 175 pages of all the different government bodies in Arab which took place in dinosaur ages. We're just particles.
Now, if you focus on the start of Malacca. It was started by Parameswara and heck, he's not even a true Malaysian. He was from Indonesia. If he opened up Malacca and his successors fought to conquer more land in Malaya, simply put does this place belong to Indonesia? The only true people of this land are the aborigines and they're nowhere near leading this country. Now, I'm starting to scratch my head. I'm confuse.
At one point, we're deemed ungrateful if we leave the country and refuse to fight for our own country. On the other hand, so many people always feel that they don't belong in this country. They don't feel accepted. The Chinese and Indians can't even be a prime minister. 1Malaysia.
Has the ISA been abolished? I don't need to be whisked off in the middle of the nite to Timbuktu. Nah... I'm not into criticizing the country. I'm just wondering out loud. I'm Made in Malaysia not China, so I'm not going anywhere.
In conclusion, don't take everything to heart. Study to get your A's. That's all. It's just another subject. If you need to excel in your life then by all means memorise everything and on the day when you sit for the History Paper, the last fullstop on the last History essay, you can delete everything from your memory box and leave it in the rubbish dump. Clear your rubbish bin as well. The History books have been re-written. There's no mention of the warriors who fought during the Sultan's era. Where have Hang Tuah, Hang Jebat, Hang Lekir and Hang Lekiu disappeared to? I heard from rumours that they were Chinese, related to the Princess Hang Li Po who married one of the Malacca's sultan, and they were more like the kung fu fighters, thus, their names and contributions have been erased completely from the knowledge of the younger generation. They were not even mentioned in the Malay literature anymore. Not even in drama.
One week zoomed off in a blink of an eye. It's Thursday again. Our morning outing. Same place. Not bored with the place yet. Found a place to snap photos. We did a quick walk because there are no photos to snap anymore except for maybe one or two. Then, we were hungry again. So we packed ourselves into Judz car and drove off in the speed of lightning. 
This time round I ordered the food the nite before. We're really big eaters, just the three of us with so much food. Obviously can't finish all, so tapao back all the leftovers. Then we went for a walk at the morning bazaar. There was a stall using a loudspeaker yelling the sale of only RM1 for one item. We were drawn into the crowd in no time at all. 
There were so many things there, obviously all made in China so I bought 6 note pads with Angry Bird on the front covers. I never have anything with Angry Bird. Most of the traders just propped up a few iron stand and sell their stuff by the roadside. Some just lay down a big sheet of plastic cover before they arranged their items on the road. Bargain for your price but if it's already so cheap, keep your mouth shut and pay the traders. 
Shoes. Crocs? I want that SpongeBob. Don't have my size. Only for kids. Why are shoes for adults so hideous? Mono colour. Boring. 
Bra. So cheap. One for RM5. I can get 25 of that compared to me ONE Triumph bra. Quality? I just know that it's wearable but I don't like. We went to buy some t-shirts. We got one each. Gracie got a Domo t-shirt while Judz bought a Happy Bird t-shirt. I've got one too. Red. My colour. RM10 only. Very cheap. From Thailand. 
Simple isn't easy at all. That was my first time separating the yolk and albumen. It was quite simple but again, it wasn't easy. Of course I didn't put the yolks on my palm. That one just happened to drop onto my palm. I can't risk the yolk dropping into the albumen. 
The double layered 
We got RM100 for Dome so we went to have something to eat. Mama had her first cup of 
Not to forget that the RM100 vouchers have been used up. Mama bought a new flat screen LED television. A Toshiba TV. So that voucher was meant to subsidise the expensive flat screen. I can't think of what to buy for RM100. Our money is so small that RM100 can't get you a lot of things nowadays. Can't even get my Triumph bra. 
Kinda regret for not buying more books. These are my second stash of books. I have storage problem now as all my 12 racks are filled to the brim. I need to sell off most of my books but the thing is all of the books in my other shelves have not been read yet. 
Goodbye, Logo's~! Please come back soon, don't let me wait for another 5-6 years. 
Most of the time I don't even know what I want to write about. There are times, I'll be staring at the blinking 
Oh, boy~! There were so many uphill roads. It was only flat for a few steps. Thank God for my good walking experience, I was walking with my back facing the way up. Literally walking backwards to reduce the tiredness of battling the uphill walk. It was so much easier and relaxing to walk backwards. I think Rosalind was about to faint. There were a few cyclists huffing and puffing up the hill on their mountain bikes. They were really polite people, greeting us with cheerful 'GOOD MORNING'. I hollered back... I like this kinda friendly environment. 
It took us half an hour to reach the Air 
We were so glad to see the dam that if given a choice, we would have jumped into the calm water. Rosalind thought she saw a duck but I thought it was a crocodile. But there was definitely something swimming in the water. 
We were fast walkers because we were so glad we were walking on flat land instead of going uphill. Rosalind banned me from using the word UP so I'm going to describe UP as curvy hill. We caught up with the three 
Mandy's legs were wobbly but we, on the other hand, were purely motivated by FOOD~! 
Oh, the food~! The '
After an hour of feeding ourselves and burning more calories through laughter, we left the table in a mess. All in all, I can't wait for Thursday to come, provided the weather is good. If it's raining then I will hide under my comforter and snooze away to dreamland.
Look at those sexy eyes~! Whenever I go for a walk at the shopping malls, I will be attracted to cute and colourful stuff. That's really adorable. Right until that moment, I knowledge about feather duster is rather narrow. I just know that there's a chicken feather duster. My... my... I can boldly divulge that Malaysians are rather outdated in all those common stuff that the developed nations have been developing. I was looking and holding on to an ostrich feather duster. It's so soft and so expensive. I won't want to use that to dust away all the dust in the house. I will just hang it in one corner like it's a collection of exotic bird's feather. 
I'm not sure about others but I know that we're seriously not keeping in tempo with technology and everything that's around. I think I need to travel more so that I don't like under the coconut tree for too long. But at least I don't leap out from my seat when the television starts blaring. I've heard of some people who was so surprised to see the light from the 
That was a large piece of 
Before we started butchering the cake, we made ourselves useful by decorating the cake. Just nice, there's a 'Happy Birthday' stick. Don't know what you call that. 
Then we started using the table deco to decorate the cake. Those two candles were 
This is my signature way in holding a knife so they are my followers :D By the way, those two are cousins and their birthdays are just two days apart squashing James' birthday in between. Yeah... I still remember James Loh, a doctor without a backbone who hides under his mother's petticoat and doesn't have any balls to stand up for himself but went whining to MY sister. What a gay... *yikes* Why do I go and spoil my beautiful post writing about a scum... :D
God is good~! After the weather has become more and more intolerable, God sent us heavy rain. It was pouring cats and dogs for a few days to clear the haze away. Now, I'm able to see the hill view from my house. I'm not bothered about the city view from the back of the house. This is the view that I see every time I open the door. It's clear and sunny now, with cooling air floating into the house from the side windows. Thank God for corner house or else it will be as hot as the oven, sandwiched in between neighbours. 
Rubbish~! When we were at Logo's Hope last week, we saw so much rubbish floating on the sea. That sight was pure embarrassment. If I were to bring a tourist from a developed country, I would have cover my face in shame. I'm so ashamed of this ugly sight. Incorrigible people~! Always dump rubbish straight from the house into the sea. This part is not getting better.
It has been more than a decade that I, the Donkey, has mingled around and go through the grinds of a human life. It wasn't an easy life. Most often than not, humans are just acting out an unwritten script and treating life as a big piece of drama with the real situation as the background props. Some are just puppets being toy around by those who are more sinister. Some of them are emotional wreck, breaking down at their own imaginary impossible situations. Life is like a bed of roses... so not true. Luckily, I am just a Donkey, untouched by the human flaw. Thus, I've reached the fine line that I can proudly say that...
No, I didn't do that myself. I don't have the mould for the top hats but I do really enjoy sinking my teeth into one. 
Introducing the main ingredient for 
As shown above, were all the ingredients needed to make spring rolls. I took at least an hour just to chop the chicken meat, prawns, 
Then came the mixing part where you have to put everything in a wok. It's so heavy that I could hardly lift up the spatula. It was like strapping your arms with dead weights trying to stir it around so that the ingredients will mix perfectly. 
I have had a fun time wrapping the spring rolls in the spring roll wrappers. Then, when I put into the hot oil to deep fry them, I was imagining how crunchy it would be. To my horror, the first one came completely loose and the fillings were floating in the oil. I realized that the skin was too soft and my hubby bought me the wrong spring roll wrapper~! This was not meant to be deep fried but to be eaten raw. 
I ended up with fresh vegetable rolls with spring rolls' fillings. Wrong skin, wrong ingredients, but tasty all the same. 
Next will be 
By now, I'm a professional roller. I just need a few minutes to roll. This 
All in all, the taste came out perfectly. Well-seasoned meat with five spice powder will never go wrong. Have you imagine how