i say: and i wonder what's mine.
he says: one day you'll know. have faith in that day.
today was alright. woke up and went to the temple to pray after some hooha cos' my sister woke up late and i had to wait for her to bathe. rushed mornings are annoying.
persuaded and psycho-ed myself not to blow my top.
didn't.
temple was bursting at the seams. after like year-to-year visitations of my waigong there, i have no recollection whatsoever of the place's name. funny, ain't it?
the smoke from the incense was near suffocating; irritating my eyes.
the messy disarray of people nudging to "Chop" places to pray and put out their offerings.
the incessant buzz of chatters and occasional shrieks from children playing catching on the sidewalks; oblivious to the solemn atmosphere.
i left smelling of smoke and sweaty from the persistent sun.
where did winter go?
rememberance.
i miss you. i wish you well.
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had some camwhoring on the car. on the way to dimsum brunch with family near sunshine plaza.
it was a rare family day out--full attendance nonetheless. and the car was alive with random topics and laughter; sharing of stories and perspectives.
i....almost forgot how it felt like to be in a family.
today morning, i remembered.
dimsum was at this famous place called Victor's Kitchen.
Apparently the chef has skills so superb that he can qualify for a top restaurant's chef, yet he denied the opportunity--opening and setting up his own corner.
bragged for having consistent quality despite the heavy flow of traffic.
claims not to charge for complained dishes. hmm.
reported by the straits times for its good food.
have to queue up to fight for a seat at the less than 20 tables outlet.
no reservations allowed. no prior booking. first come first serve.
traditional hardware.
picking dishes. i had no say. busy snapping away.
yes, the big face is not the main issue here. i was cooped at a little corner of the room. cosy, olden days kind of feel if you ask me; complete with yellowish blotches on the walls and foldable tables, stackable chairs and cramped village-y feeling. yet the oxymoron lies in the fact that the room is air-conditioned.
definitely a cool-welcome from the sweltering heat outside.
name speaks for itself.
can someone please buy a bottle of that much acclaimed XO sauce and let me try?
yes, why are my cheeks so round? and face so big. im....sad. HAHA.
GAHHHH ZOMG. ok this is one unglam picture i contemplated to post up. i'm sorry if i scared anyone. unintentional. HAHAHAHA.
ayye. i think this is why i'm so unattractive. HAHAHAH. i have a zillion monkey faces.
ma and pa. obviously, i inherited most of my traits from pa. ROARRRR. i constantly complain to him about that. HAHAHA.
NOW PLEASE TAKE NOTE: these har gao-s (prawn dumplings) ROCK TO THE MAX TO THE CORE (quote unquote bro).
SERIOUSLY. no kidding. each is thinly wrapped with non-sticky skin. on top of that, the filling inside has AT LEAST 3 FREAKING FRESHHHHH PRAWNS.
full prawns ok!!! not those giam siap half body/half tail type. FRESH also. meaning crisp to the bite and does not taste soggy at all.
LOVE. dab a little sweet chilli to awake your taste buds.
Next, we had the recommended glutinous rice (filling: chicken, xiang chang, mushrooms, hard egg yolk).
my verdict? DISAPPOINTING.
rice was adequately sticky but the filling wasn't savory enough. in fact, i felt that rice sorta outnumbered the ingredients--which was not to my liking. too dry. can forfeit.
CHAR SIEW BAO was worst, in my opinion. the char siew tasted fake and too block-y. the char siew sauce did not possess the magic of tiong bahru char siew baos. does NOT ooze out when bitten. dry. unsatisfying. didn't want to eat it after one bite.
PLEASE FORFEIT.
SIEW MAI was alright. lost to HK standard though it claims to make HK standard dimsum on the introductory boards. tad bit too dry and compact.
was alright when accompanied with sweet chilli. best eaten right after arrival at the table.
one positive: the filling was good. not stingy AT ALL. (:
this is chicken wings with chilli on top. i am not sure what's the exact name of the dish.
had no interest in its bland colors. did not taste it as i never liked chicken wings.
sis says it's good. mum says it's good. but according to sis, the wings lacked adequate seasoning. the spicy taste did not enter the meat well enough. so when the accompanying chopped chillies are eaten, the remaining wings have not much of a taste.
CENTURY EGG PORRIDGE (mixed with all kinds of meat, including cuttlefish etc).
served steaming, lovely i say. (: too filling after the feast. possible to share with another girl friend. =) i saw two guys sharing one bowl too!
again, very generous with ingredients.
i believe this is called CHEE CHEONG FUN. am i right or wrong? zzzz. anyway not my favourite of foods, but this is awesome. really.
this is the prawn flavored one. they offer the char siew flavoured too. i preferred the prawn one for its higher staisfaction.
each segment is cleanly sissored for you to faciliate eating. (charsiew one don't have) guess what? EACH SEGMENT HAS ONE PRAWN.
-gasp-
i swear, that was the biggest surprise of all. and the prawns are considerably large, fresh and succulent. yums. the white thing was not too sticky or dry. adequately thin and yet chewy for our senses.
MUST TRY. (no comments about the charsiew one cos' didn't favor it)
after the meal, it was crucial for a little stand-around chat to digest before heading to the car for home. random topics. feels odd. been too long since i talked.
family of 4. four personalities.
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skipped yh bro's meetup because i was feeling too hot and sweaty from the temple visit and the brunch. the sun was inviting me to my jogging session. so i went!
tinge of regret now. think i have slight heat exhaustion. headache and all. zzz.
the heat in singapore is really maddening.
needed extreme discipline to keep my feet regularly pounding the cement floor.
even if it meant i had to slow to a SLOW jog and take slow deep breaths out of the warm humid afternoon air.
managed to clock 1 hour.
i need more.
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met roy at west mall. wanted to take 189 together with him hopping on but he missed, so we just met at WM.
it was good seeing him after so long.
HAIR CHANGED AGAIN! hahahah. coolness. retro shits i say!
he told he he even looked like the beatles at some point!!! WAHLAU.
hair-niac.
surveyed eating outlets inside and outside but the crowd was overwhelming. went to the coffee shop nearby instead.
ate tomyum ban mian. he had fish noodles.
chatted. exchanged perspectives, and he introduced me into his life.
crashed coffeebean for drinks before catching the last bus home together.
it's been so long since i left a conversation feeling so perplexed, lost and emotionally-crumpled.
suddenly, i had no idea of who i was, compared to him. insignificant and tiny.
every genius has a flaw.
and although he claims modesty, i say it's true.
go for your dreams, roy. you deserve it. fight hard!
thanks for the encouragement and comforting words.
the peppering of meaningful phrases and insights brought me into a whole new level.
wise beyond your years; makes me feel childish.
thank you. for opening up my eyes to your world.
for realizing how unworthy i've made my life and my cowardice to dream.
one day, i'll find my talent. i will.
splattering of youth on a canvas.
my life is as messy as abstract art.
will i find me amidst the chaos?
interest does not withstand wear and tear,
passion does.
i am all i can be. not too far off.
as long as i believe.
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