Audio: Paramore – Ignorance (Acoustic)
I often write VERY metaphoric titles to my blog posts. Often they involve lines from song lyrics which have touched me, or self-coined titles which sound pseudo-cool and relate to me and no one else.
I guarantee you, this is none of the above.
So a small bunch of us went to have a German dinner with Edwin for his birthday recently, and then when we found out we were still hungry, we went looking for this place which sells fish noodles!
It’s in Bandar Puteri, Puchong. Em. Can’t really recall the name of the street, but well, it’s opposite the Boston Cafe place, near Bumbu Bali etc. (:
Edwin says their specialities comprise of two dishes, fish head noodles and cod belly noodles in soup! He fancies the latter, and hence I ordered one to try them out.
I initially expected the cod fish to be boiled within the soup stock or cooked in some soupy way and poured over vermicelli, but no, to my surprise, the cod belly was fried!
It’s a beautiful contrast, this. The cod is fried til crispy and just before served are dropped into clear soup… or soup mixed with fresh milk, making that white-ish broth-of-a-thing that to some may be utterly disgusting.
But to others, oh so appetizing!
To spice it up there’s dried shallots and spring onions to add to the noodles, which you have the choice of picking thin or thick vermicelli.
Just a warning that the cod belly does have bones. I almost learnt the hard way.
And oh, eat this hot! Don’t spend TOO MUCH time photographing it or tweeting to me you’re having it right now because the cod will soon get, well…
So eat it hot to enjoy it. Recommend a drink of milk-soup, a small bite into a chunk of the meat first to taste the flavoured of the fish, then divulge into the noodles.
It is purely good stuff, I give it a whole seven out of ten experience.
Well, with the scale of one being raw celery and ten being the gastronomical wunderbar that is flat noodles cooked in chicken broth and lathered with home made red pepper oil extract.
In other words chilli pan mee. Heh.
Kidding. Chili pan mee doesn’t come to ten, I think only heaven comes to ten, but good food brings you close. So you judge the scales yourself. (:
Bandar Puteri. It’s a good place to eat hehe especially this place.
Audio: The Fray – Unsaid
I’ve received an opinion “with love.” A reminder, of sorts. I’ve still yet to clarify it fully, but suffice to say there are those who are disappointed.
And who am I kidding? These are those whose opinions matter.
Then it got me to thinking about what they say. I began to decipher what I wanted, what I expected:
Starting Point: what I (humanly) wanted to hear from them are commendations for how last year went and how well I did.
Then it got me to see, who do I really strive to please?
Premise #1: I do what I do to gain not people’s commendation, but for God’s smile from heaven at my worship, my ministry, my life.
But do I prevent myself from listening to their critique?
Premise #2: I do still think their opinions matter.
So? What do I do?
Minor Conclusion: I want to clarify my position.
How? Or do I should just listen to what they have to say?
Premise #3: I have to enter this with an open mind, and respect all they say, as much as it hurts. Only then do I get my turn to express my side.
It’s only fair, and they would not let me not have a say. But most importantly:
Conclusion: I want to hear God have a say.
But I don’t have an answer, not yet. Which leaves me today just, cracking my head.
When I can’t feel you, I have learned to reach out just the same
When I can’t hear you, I know you still hear everyword I pray
And i want you more than i want to live another day
And as I wait for you maybe I’m made more faithful.
Audio: Everly – Stars
When the stars all go home
I won’t fight to be known
I will listen for your voice
That calls me home.
Those flashing lights mean nothing, compared to the sound of Your voice that calls me home.
There are some positions and places where you influence, you contribute and you pour your all in.
These are the same positions where you’re watched, observed, commended, pictured and respected.
These positions are all the more reason to stand for the photographs, but have you ever thought about the one calling you back home?
Home, to rest. Home, to listen. Home, to learn. Home, where humility is.
Until the next stream of stars, I rest. (:
Audio: John Mayer – Crossroads
The decade is over!!
No resolutions this year, just knowing that this year is going to be larger than life.
This year I’ll get out of my comfort zone of class-to-home routine and get involved with uni and internships by the year’s end.
This year I want to get back into writing, like back in my college days when I wrote for Taylor’s and Campus Plus; with the height of my short career the exclusive interview with Pete Teo for the latter.
I mean, celebrity interviews!! Fun! Articles on lifestyle, fun as well! Political and economic opinion? Oh, the bomb.
This year I want to reignite my writing.
I wanna be a better leader, boyfriend, son, child of God.
I hope to be a more instrumental part of Ignite, and taking my participation to a higher level.
I wanna learn about the legal industry, and maybe even the journalism industry by the end of this year.
I wanna get a casual part time job.
Just to clarify.
These aren’t resolutions, because by God’s grace these will actually come true! Unlike resolutions.
I don’t do resolutions. (:
Welcome, new decade. Here’s to a new year of influence, significance, faith, hope, and love.
Let’s start 2010 with a bang! Happy New Year, all.