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THE MUSHROOM



name : tan juan
age : 18
hometown : malaysia


PIECES OF ME

LOVES

MUSHROOMS
shopping
drawing
TURQUOISE
MUSIC
rainbows
chocolates
chinese orchestra
fairy tales

HATES

CICAK WTF
creepy crawlies
homework
COPY CATS
chinese




GREAT ESCAPES

*chelsea*
*chia chia*
*crystal*
*ee leng*
*ee teng*
*jhing huey*
*jia lee*
*jo ying*
*jun fang*
*lee mei*
*mok mok*
*ning zhen*
*pei jia*
*pei qi*
*rui mei*
*su yin*
*teik hua*
*tict chyn*
*wen huey*
*wen yuan*
*xin yuan*
*xue yi*
*yi ching*





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THANKS TO

ME. kynzgerl
CODES. manikka
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♥ Monday, February 28, 2011 ♥
Glass of Milk

28 February 2010

Odd title, I know, but, it's just that I've been thinking about my nightly glass of fresh milk since around 9pm, and I have yet to go downstairs and pour myself a glass. I swear, I love milk! Oh, the white, creamy smoothness!

Well I just read a post on Yahoo! answers and someone mentioned that low fat milk is actually much more fattening than whole milk. Erm. Not sure about the truth of the statement, but! It's still milk, so drinking too much of it is still fattening. Yeah.

That's why I have to restrain myself to just one glass per day (okay there's some other reason beside it being fattening as well but I suppose I have to ask my dad to remind me what it is again).

So, I look forward to my nighttime milk a lot!! AND allegedly it is supposed to help you sleep better, something to do with serotonin if I'm not mistaken (read it in my PE textbook before I think, or I could be wrong entirely), so it's great!

Except that the milk should be warmed, and should be consumed around half an hour before you call it a night. I do neither. Poo.

I can't stop thinking about food these days. Damn it. HAHAHA I don't know what's wrong with myself. Sadly it doesn't just stop at thinking, I am forever hunting for food. So I have to exercise harder from now on! Great.

Whenever I think of everything I've eaten this past week, I feel guilty. I am by no means someone who can't bear to eat fatty food or, worse still, carbs (I love bread! I LOVE BREAD!!!), but still, eating so much every subsequent day? I can't live with that. Not YET. Haha.

My friends and I went to Chili's the past Saturday to spend our ... hmm, well-earned RM250 vouchers, and ate a lot! Beef bacon, chicken, cheese, chips, ham HOW CAN SOMEONE NOT GET FAT! And I had oily but wicked good pretzels my mom bought for dinner the night before.

Now let's see, I should compose a ... um, something like a food diary. What I ate, but without the calorie content like a proper food consumption diary.

I'm just the teensiest bit confused.

One of my teachers last year said : "Eat like a king for breakfast, eat like a prince for lunch and eat like a beggar for dinner."

And several of my friends said (roughly translated from Chinese) : "For breakfast, eat GOOD stuff, for lunch, eat until you're FULL, and for dinner, eat as LITTLE as possible."

Two versions. So am I supposed to eat more for lunch or breakfast? At least one thing's agreed, no gorging yourself silly with fabulous food at night. Pfft. But it's not easy, because my mom cooks dinner every day, and my maid cooks lunch every day. So. And I often skip lunch anyway, because I'd mostly get too ... err, engrossed with whatever I'd be doing at the time like reading, playing games, or sleeping (even though I'd probably just woke up less than 3 or 4 hours ago).

And when I'd finally glance at the clock it would be well over lunch time and that's that! No lunch. Haaaa.

Damn. I had some tasty garlic-and-some-sort-of-fragrant-leaf paste with my claypot chicken rice tonight (told you, my mom cooks at night), and now I my mouth stinks of garlic. Aww, how completely alluring. Have drank lots of water though.

So I guess that's why I put off drinking the milk, somehow the combination of garlic and milk isn't very ... err, appealing.

Okay I know it's boring if I keep on babbling this way, and I swear I'll do a photo post soon even though I don't really have interesting photos to post. But I'll find something. I SWEAR. Heehee.

TA! :)


craving chocolate kisses ..
10:39 PM


♥ Tuesday, February 15, 2011 ♥
Ran-doooom

15 February 2011

Oh, how I'd like to say that my 'doom days are over'. On an irrelevant note, I think the song 'Dog Days are Over' is weird. Alright, it's not so much the SONG which is weird but the music video. But, okay, irrelevant!

Well, the 'doom days' - MY 'doom days', anyway - are just starting, because I have finally registered for driving lessons at the driving centre yesterday. Oh boy. You might think I'm strange. After years of parents' nagging or refusals to send me to wherever I wanted to go (I'm not blaming them, most of the blame should be put onto the awful traffic congestion in Penang), you'd think that I'd be more excited at the prospect of driving myself. I wouldn't even have to listen to some of the peculiar songs they are so partial to!

But the truth is, I'm scared.

AND the extra driving lessons from my dad will not be of a great help. AND he forced me to learn to drive the motorcycle. My great fear.

It means a lot, driving. It means I'm growing up. It means I have to study again (for the theory tests). It means I have to do things on my own, be independent. Which I am so totally not, in certain cases anyway. I can be totally independent doing some things, and some not. Driving lessons is one of the latter. It'd be totally strange to do things without my friends around me. Without my parents or siblings, even.

My sister advised me to ask a few friends and go to the same driving centre together but unfortunately, being the procrastinator that I am, by the time I've finally registered at THAT driving centre, most of my friends have already registered somewhere else. Boo.

Sigh. Anyway. Maybe it's time I made new friends!

The only problem is, my sister said, most of the people there are Malays and Indians. So, communication problems. I'm not exactly the best at speaking Malay. Or English.

Pffft.

Performances at Straits Quay every Sunday night have ended last Sunday. What shall I do every Sunday night?!?! Play games. Practise my instrument. Stare blankly at the Facebook page. Refreshing the Facebook page. 'Like' someone's lame status. Listen to my neighbour warbling yelling yodeling singing etc Tik Tok at the top of his voice. Very nice.

I'm very bored. But at least I bought four new books at Popular recently. Dragged my mom there so she could pay. It's bad I know, but the books are so bloody expensive, I can't afford them myself. Not if I want to survive on other stuff, like food. And the occasional cool drink or frozen yoghurt. And some gorgeous pair of shoes. Hehe.

Most of the books are well over RM30, which made me realise how really hard it is to live in Malaysia. Yes, I've touched on this subject plenty of times!

RM100, you get around three books. Say, for example, 100SGD, you get ... uh, six or seven books.

For RM100, you can't even get the cute dress you've been aiming at at Forever 21. For 100SGD, you can probably buy two of those dresses.

Sucks, doesn't it. Poo.

Okay, so I bought The Hobbit (I have officially become a Tolkien fan), and even though I read good reviews for the book, and some even said that the book is better than the LOTR books, but I doubt it. I love the LOTR books and the characters too much, hehe. And I don't particularly like Bilbo or anything so I'm not sure how I would feel reading about his adventures.

I bought the original Pride and Prejudice and another classic which I've forgotten its title. Have always wanted to read the original, the MANY versions I have read were all summarised. Fine, I'm not sure whether the one I just asked my mom to buy is the original but it is thicker than the usual ones anyway, much thicker, and the words are really tiny. You buy the two books for only RM14.90 AND I think, there was a 20% discount as well ohhhhhhh I love discounts!

I have started reading the book, and am loving it so far, except for the tiny words. The language is ... uh, I don't know how to say it because it's not like I'm learned in this ... field anyway, well, I think it is nice to read, with all the words like obliged acquaintances connexions chuse nay etc. Almost like LOTR. Old English??! There, I told you I don't know. Probably gotten it wrong.

AND I bought another book, The Castle in the Pyrenees. Bad choice. I think the book is too DEEP for me, not my kind of book. The description at the back was intriguing enough, so I took a a chance and 'asked my mom' to buy it for me. There are a lot of facts and philosophy in the book, stuff like the big bang, geologic periods, photons electrons neutrons, etc, things like that. Like Physics. The subject I detested and sucked at the most.

If I wanted facts I probably would have gotten them from the Internet or some other non-fiction book. I just wanted a good story so... haven't gotten around to finishing the book yet. I was kind of flipping through the book, reading the parts about the actual story, and skipping those boring (to me) parts. Well, I guess I could learn about a thousand and one things from the book. So maybe when I'm more mature and patient I'll reread the story again.

I'm considering creating a new blog for stuff like makeup reviews, book reviews, food reviews etc. Have been considering for a long time, since December, and Eunice advised me to do so, as practice for if I plan to take a Journalism course. I really love to write (about nonsensical, random stuff), but I suppose I have a lot to learn. Not to bore people, not to say too much, not to offend people, the right usage of words, and so on.

Like I said to Ee Leng, you have to KNOW how to describe the precise taste of food, and make them sound all appealing and delicious (if they really are, that is), or describe the effects or benefits of the makeup product, stuff like that. Have to know the right words, which I so totally don't. Soooo yeah.

Was considering fashion design way way earlier, but I think it's not really my thing. I love fashion, but not extremely so, not to the point of chasing after them or stalking fashion blogs or runway photos for every season, and I'm not the kind to experiment much. Don't think I have an eye for these things. I love makeup too, and would love to be a makeup artist but ... sigh, I guess you must have a natural eye for things like that, what would suit someone and what wouldn't. So that's it, I think I'm ruling fashion design out.

Maybe I'll consider it in the future when I'm .... err, financially stable, and can afford to experiment with other things. If turns out I'm successful then ... well, that's a good thing! :)

Okay, I've said too much already.

Taaaaaa. Will probably blog soon about some other random thing. Or about my new blog, if I ever get around to create it, PROCRASTINATION! Dang.






craving chocolate kisses ..
9:56 PM


♥ Tuesday, February 08, 2011 ♥
Boredom

8 February 2011

Have decided not to upload the last of the Langkawi photos because most of them are camwhore photos and photos of uninteresting stuff.

Haven't updated for a long time!

The excitement of CNY is over, schools have reopened, days of boredom are starting. Haven't been doing much during the week of CNY holidays, except eating, shopping, and more eating. It's scary, the amount of food I consumed during CNY. It's one of the reasons that I dislike the festive. You keep stuffing yourself with food even when you're full or when you're not hungry. All the little tidbits, even I couldn't control myself with them. I mean, normally, I can control myself reasonably well when it comes to unhealthy snacks, but during CNY? Poof. Self-control gone.

What is it with CNY that makes you want to keep eating anyway? It's not like the traditional CNY cookies look particularly appetising or even taste that good. Okay, they ARE good but maybe I'm just sick of them. Especially some of those cookies that we made ourselves. Uggh.

Shopping? Ee Leng is a bad influence when it comes to shopping and purchasing things, that's all I can say. Within the week we have been to Forever 21 at Queensbay 2 times! And both times we bought quite a lot of things. Bad. LOL.

Haven't been exercising for a long time! AND ALL THE FOOD! Weighing scales are to be avoided. :(

Ee Leng is going home tomorrow and my life will be ... well, I don't know. Normal I guess. More disciplined (when it comes to food and exercise! AND SHOPPING.) and much less exciting. Hehehe.

Hmm, this CNY hasn't exactly been great. First, I got an eye infection (it was probably that or something else which I don't know what and don't really want to know), eye became very red.

Then I couldn't drink cold beverages (my mom's fruit cocktail! Chocolate! Coffee! ARGH!) for fear of severe stomach cramps. Err, you could say I ... 'compensated' by eating spicy stuff, and in the end, I got awful stomach cramps after all. Haha. Damn.

And I got three huge pimples on my right cheek. Partly because I couldn't resist squeezing them LOVINGLY. HAHA. I hate myself sometimes.

Okay. Want to go play The Sims 3 now! I know, outdated. But it's one of those games that you can't seem to stop playing once you started. And once you really stop, you stop playing for a long time. Then after a long while, you'd start to think about the game a lot and then would start playing it again. Maple Story was like that, for me.

But I really have stopped playing that game. It's partially because of how hard it is to download the game and how long it takes, all the patches you have to complete, and how it would make this lousy old laptop more laggy than it already is. Hehe.


craving chocolate kisses ..
10:39 AM