Blueberry Cheesecake

For this raya, my early guests get to have this. It's not too sweet and absolutely yummy! Thanks Serene for bringing this into my life....

MBB says that the cheesy bits are very cheesy.... hmmm...and also that they're delicious. I love that it's not too sweet. My baby sister also likes it, she who simply hates trying anything new.

I think when I'm settled in HK, I'd love to learn to make this. So anyone, any recommended recipies?

My Future

These lovelies of mine came to visit last night. They are close to my heart coz they we were there when I first picked up a chalk ( yes... I started teaching when it was still the chalk and board) and turned around to face 40 monsters hidden behind big gorgeous eyes. They were there when I addressed as 'cher' for the first time. They were there when I was this naive, much younger and lighter person who had big dreams and fancy schmancy ideas as to what a teacher is. They were there when I broke down when the profession was getting to me.

They never knew it but it was their smiles, their silly antics like drinking minyak kapak, like throwing up in front of my classroom, like throwing up bandung in my class, like almost burning down Holiday Inn Kuching, that time and time and again brought me up from whatever low I was experiencing. And now, when I'm on the verge of another milestone in my teaching adventure ( or lack of it, heh ) they are still there. For that my dearest, I'm truly honoured and grateful.

These group of lovelies always restores my faith in the younger generation. In times when you have insolent adolescents who defecate into plastic bags with the intention of smashing their biological war'bags' onto their teachers' cars, who pee into their teacher's hot water flasks, it's a blessing to know these lovelies who are set achieve greater things in life. One is to become a business IT manager, you know, the ones you see in banks who look so tres chic they might as well have just stepped out of a fashion mag. 3 are set to join the medical industry, one as a doctor, mind you, and the other 2 will be nurses. Another is almost ready to be a great engineer.... the other 2 while waiting to start their tertiary education in the local universities, are moulding the future...

I'm very proud of them, they've grown up to become level headed adults who have pertinent views on issues, who are not at all afraid to voice out how they feel ( can i take credit for that guys? I also not afraid to voice out my opinion ) not just for the sake of it, you know? Very proud I am, indeed.

My lovelies, don't fret, yours truly will be back here next year, then we can have another makan session, maybe this time we'll get something other than pizza....

Now that I have my medical set for old age, free medicine and free care right Ilman, Shariena and Yanti? I also have all my plastic needs covered, yes Ain? Afiq has all my IT needs covered.....And Miss K and Z can always come teach my kids, just need to find a lawyer and accountant...

Anyhoo, I love you guys! Please do come... Disneyland's waiting for ya!!

Eid Mubarak

A whole month of Ramadhan has passed and it's with a heavy heart that I bid farewell to it.... Lebaran has come and passed. I was excited about this raya. I had already booked the car to drive my lovelies around. My baju was going to be matchy matchy with MBB. I had ordered my fav kuihs. Looked like I was all set.

Then one by one things started falling apart. First, the car that I had booked was stolen and I had to wait till raya eve to confirm that I had a repalcement car. Then my seamstress called to say that my baju could not be ready by Raya coz she had fallen ill and was unable to jahit my baju. Then my Pa in Law was admitted to the hospital for infection of his dialysis point.

All I could do was, what else? Cry lah, me being the cengeng wedok that I am. But everything turned out ok I guess. On raya morning, Mak had dialysis so me and Far went to visit our dad. Miss him I do. But we had fun with our 'conversation' with him.

After that I went to fetch Ma in Law to the hospital. What happened there irritated the crap out of me. Let me tell you, I was to bring Mak around that afternoon, so when we went to the kubur, we were not dressed for raya lah, I was in jeans and a blouse. So was Farah. After i dropped farah off, MBB and I went to the hospital. To cut a long story short, i waited bloody long for the outlaws to come. The worst part was, PIL was so eager to go home but these people just took their own sweet time to come. When they finally came, they were all dressed up in their fancy schmancy raya clothes and yours truly was in jeans!

You tell me pissed or not? Raya some more, Chet!

So as a result, my time to start bringing Mak around was of course cut short lah! Bloody toads! No respect for other people's time but, the next day when we were a little late, their faces, blacker that the wok's piku! Like I cared!

Anyhow, the rest of my raya went on uneventful. For that I'm grateful.

On another note, I have been slowly and very reluctantly packing my stuff. giving away clothes, deciding what things to be given to who, what things to bring along, what to leave behind.... everytime I do this, tears just roll..... Feels like giving away your life like that.....

Well, this is the start of something new... Next week potential tenants will start coming to see the house. I'm getting a family from the US... How exciting....

To all, Selamat Hari Raya, Maaf Zahir Batin.