Dear 1.Salman Khan. I don’t really know how to tell you this, 2.but i think you are balding. I think I realized it 3. yesterday when i saw you washing your feet in the ganges river. I’m sure you’re 4.bald enough to understand that the occurance of hairloss is normal among men your age. I’m returning you the hair tonic you sold me the other day because clearly: it doesnt work (banyak lah kau punya rambut!) ,5.but I’ll keep an old picture of THE Salman Khan with lots of hair as a memory. You should also know that between you and Shahrukh Khan, Shahrukh always gets the girl,

Thousand Apologies,
Syazwana

kissme.

Tharwana & Rahim , tired after their long flight.

yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy i wont be as bored anymore now that my siblings are here!!!!

Fuff daddy then Fee. Diddy..now Sean “Puppi” Combs. (ya ani tukar2 nama mcm tukar sfendet ah?)

I like replacing the Fs in words with Ps and Ps in words with Fs. I somehow find this very amusing and would have a good chuckle to myself everytime i do it. I mean, what’s not funny about FOM FOMS? hahaha.

I met this guy once who did mixed up his Fs and Ps not for fun but because he was truly unable to pronounce them correctly. If that is the case, its probably not funny anymore lah – FOR HIM! For me, it was EXTRAORDINARILY hilarious. I remembered trying very very hard not to laugh in his face when he said something about going to “Taurean at PIPE POTY PIPE.” and loving “Kreg Debit’s” track titled “PAST WOMEN PAST CARS”.

That’s 5:45pm , Craig David and Fast Women Fast Cars.

Its so kesian kan? these things, unlike the big mole HOVERING one corner of my forehead, even if you SWITCH OP the light also you can’t hide it. Unless you SWITCH OP and dont SFEAK lah kali. hahaha.But u have to admit. it IS funny on the receiving end.

So Fablo. if you want to know.. why my chicken pot pie was Chicken Fot Fye. this is why. hahaha. I amuse myself silly with these things. Easily tickled banar. hahahaha.

i feel like karifafs now.

kiss me.

On most days my blog is just a blog, but today my blog is a food blog. Just wanted to share with you guys what i had for lunch today. Inspired by Nigella’s recipe for chicken pot pie i’ve decided to make my own.. oh also, i had some puff pastry (or puff daddy whichever u like) in my disposal..what better use for it than to use it for chicken pot pie?

Ingredients Nigella used
Bacon
Butter
Thyme
Chicken Stock
Water
Chicken Thigh fillet
Mushrooms
Flour
chicken stock
Puff Daddy

Ingredients i used
Bacon.. hehe ..everything accept bacon.

Directions
Heat Olive oil in pan. Sautee Mushrooms, i used Portabello Mushrooms. Cut chicken in to little pieces, dredge in flour. Chuck in a knob of butter in to the mushrooms then the chicken..Season with thyme, i only used abit because i’m not too fond of it. Once the chicken is browned,put in water. Just enough to drench the chicken and chicken stock.

Put chicken mixture in an oven-proof ramekin like dish. Honestly, i didnt even know if the dish that used in the picture above was oven proof. huhu. “OOPs!!!” anyway, then cover dish with puff daddy.

pierce holes on the surface of the puff daddy. But not too much. I went mental with the holes and the pastry ended up sinking a little bit. hahaha.

Bake in oven heated at 220 degrees. Until brown.

Voila!

Bon-a-peTITS!!!!!

You can watch video of Nigella here.

Heading down to the pharMACY, the flu-like symptoms im having doesnt seem to be going away. and its been 3 days. U know that feeling mcm kan damam rasanya? tapi inda damam? aaah. ive been experiencing that and its annoying. baik plang tantu2 damam tu.

kisss miami.

The plan today was to wake up early, syaz punya early lah. 11am early. haha. We wanted to catch the four oclock pm Bikram class so we thought we’d warm up by walking around the city for abit. Jalan jalan jalan, come three thirty we made our way to Yoga. It was good. However, i dont think i could’ve done any of the postures if were to come earlier in the morning. The class wasn’t so bad, i did sat out some of the postures..but overall, seeing how drenched by t-shirt was after the full hour..it was good. Trammed back home with Alia… the journey home felt somewhat longer. haha ngaleh punya pasal.

Anyway, got home.. was looking forward to a good shower and a nap but Nawa called and asked me if i would like to dangankan her go to this Art Gallery that the brother was apart of. The brother’s gone back to KL and she was doing him a favour by showing up at the thing out of courtesy. The gallery consisted of photos of first year photography student from RMIT. Nawa and I tried analysing the photos but we couldn’t get any sense out of them. It wasn’t photos, it was definetely us. this whole art-analysing-thing ? im giving it a pass. hahaha

I thought the invites were kinda cool. One side.

Names of the artists were on the other side.

the gallery where it was held

some of the photos

kisah nya anak ani..luan puas bemain.. main main main..skalinya pingsan… skali nya ya mcm.. AUNTY!!!! BUATKAN SUSU!!!!!!!!!! …hahaha my 2 cents on this photo.

Moms dads aunties uncles and students i guess.

Nawa

other than that i havent got anything else for you guys today. im gonna go make myself green tea.. and sleep.

kiss miyagi.

I woke up with a sore throat and a headache this morning. Seems like im coming down with something. Blah. I don’t know if going to Bikram Yoga would help prevent the symtomps from brewing in to a flu. I’d take vitamin C but i think its a tad too late for that now.

Yesterday Kamy’s mom called us over for chicken rice. The mom’s chicken rice is probably one of the best chicken rice i’ve ever tasted in this whole wide world. Its the NYAMANEST of the nyamans ok? My other favorites has got to be her oxtail stew, her oyster-corriander frittata, the chicken curry..and her Soto with hati buyah. *drools*. I strongly suggest the mom to open up a catering business. Kamy’s mom’s cooking is probably one of the things i would miss about Melbourne when i leave.
I know i’d probably still get invited to her luncheons in Brunei but i guess it wont be the same like having it at their apartment on Spring street.

Ameerah

Anyway, i got to meet the kids too. Kat’s daughter Meerah is now 1+ and Khadeejah is fast approaching four months!!! They’re just tooooooooo cute i tell you. Meerah usually avoids me like a plague when the other girls are around. She’d even CRY sometimes when im near her hahaha. We’ve concluded that it probably has something to do with my short hair and OLIVE skin. So when the fairer girls with LONGER hair (BOO!!!) are not around..guess who wanted to come out and play!! damn right!!!! OLIVE SKINNED GIRL WON THIS TIME ..BOOYAH!!!

Baby Khadeejah

And was’t i surprised to see Khadeejah.. all grown up. will not exactly but u know, a little bit bigger. Her features are more defined now but i still can’t exactly figure out who she takes after more. The mom or the dad. dua dua lah. hahaha rasa ku kan gigit ni this girl! just look at her cheeks and shaped-like eyebrows!! She spent the day chatting away with whoever’s carrying her. hahaha. so cute.

and then there was elmo,

these things are SCARY. It was trying to fly ni.. i think it was HIGH. hahaha.

This is meerah taking the term ‘writing on your wall’ a little bit too literally. hahahaha.

sorry the photos are abit grainy. bad lighting. seriously need to get myself one of those speed light..whatever things. huhuhu

anyway, i should go mandi..and.. i dont know.. sleep or something.

kiss me.