P.O.Solitude

2009年第一篇章

2009-01-19T21:15:00.004+08:00

好似沉默了许久。
我想，P.O.S 也因此被遗忘了许久吧。

不知不觉，步入了2009年。
佳宁，你的人生有新的期待吗？

佳宁，佳宁。
很久没有这么叫自己了。
偶尔给身份套回旗袍，
感觉也蛮不错的。
真想放胆地宣布，
Erin no more.

不知道有没有人感受过一种莫名而来欲哭无泪的感觉?

像是。。。有人在你的心脏上浇了一碗冰水，

一阵阵冰冷刺得你想哭，却不知为何要因此而哭。

Sorry, 今晚感触特别多。

突然不明白大多的人生道理，
不懂为什么人生目标会不断改变，
不懂为什么要对事事有所追求。
虽然不懂，但还是拼了命地变，拼了命地追。
追到底，我们都快累疯了。

想想。。。把这里封闭了吧。

久违的小改变

2008-10-04T16:29:00.001+08:00

真是松了一口气。

明天是Monday

2008-09-21T21:41:00.004+08:00

明天又是一个Monday。

就算每天早上听志勇和佩芬在空中大喊 "it's monday!!!"
也似乎没什么用。

周末里告诉了几位好友，
到了近年才知道什么叫做真正的Office Bitching.
虽然并非当事人（也还好不是当事人),
但听者。。。似乎更累。
因为不乐意吸收污秽的言语，
却也被逼着吸收。
像是被摧残了的海绵，
吸到快烂了还一直给人捏在手中玩弄。

和戏里做的都一样。
有嘴巴烂得不行，有人笑里藏刀，
还有拍得最响的马屁。

想吐。想把吸进的污秽都吐出来。

然后朋友问我，奈何得了多久？
我说，没有奈何不了的，
只是需要偶尔下班后和好友会面，
发发牢骚，明天又是新的一天。

So, 明天是Monday. :)

@ Elva 三面夏娃音乐Showcase

2008-09-21T21:20:00.004+08:00

第一次看Elva的拉阔演出。
若从前是欣赏Elva的，
经过这场音乐会后，
对这位动感天后难免有些许的失望。

还好票是免费的。
呵呵。。。

真心关怀

2008-09-18T21:47:00.004+08:00

好像有一阵子没对小站有贡献了。
这阵子的疲累，还真是一言难尽。

anyway, 上周日表妹的庆生dinner.
请了表妹吃最爱的日本料理！

大家。。。

表妹姐姐，表妹，和表姐我。

送了表妹渴望已久的可爱长袜，还有柠檬cheesecake.

希望表妹感受到了大家的真心关怀。

2008-09-08T21:25:00.002+08:00

我觉得，有些许迷失。

打个wii !

2008-09-06T22:08:00.005+08:00

psssst.............
look what i got!!!

teeheeee...!

this will be my new lean mean exercise machine of the year.

but am too tired to do anything right now, will fix it up tomorrow. :)

期待期待！

P/S. 想起了小猪唱的：

请你别再怀疑我的心意
我只想要跟你宅一起
做什么都可以
看几片dvd 打个wii !
oh everybody love in the house
- <<当我们宅一块>>

感觉 restless

2008-09-01T16:53:00.004+08:00

不怎么甘愿MC一天，
所以，背叛了身体，背叛了睡意，
给房间整了型。

然后，浸泡在“小猪汤”里，
算是慰劳一下自己。

我想，如果我有下一世，
一定要当这么样的一个“小猪”，
让全世界都拥抱我。

有着对生活很restless 的感觉。

超可爱侄女 - 无法抗拒的可爱魅力

2008-08-26T22:41:00.002+08:00

中秋，无与伦比的美丽

2008-08-26T22:12:00.007+08:00

每逢中秋来临，好像都能感受到世界无与伦比的美丽。

虽然这几天，雨一直在下。

百忙中的自我提醒：
请拒绝吃下800卡路里的香甜月饼。

喜欢看一盏灯照亮整片漆黑天空，
感觉安稳，安定。

期待每年中秋能够带来的小小幸福惊喜。

今日的精心杰作

2008-08-10T22:22:00.000+08:00

CHOCOLATE NUT CRACKLES

2008 国庆快乐

2008-08-09T23:07:00.005+08:00

和我一起分享国庆情怀的老板们。

带我入场的重要证物。

没有惧高症的勇士们。

让人惊叹的 Black Knights Showcase.

最后，是少不了的烟花。

烟花齐放的当儿，唱着:
we the citizens of singapore
pledge ourselves as one united people
regardless of race, language or religion...

被高亢的气氛包围的我，
差点感动地流泪了。

国庆快乐，还有，大功告成。:)

轻松片刻

2008-07-30T08:41:00.004+08:00

过了第二关, 才知道给自己的压力是那么地重.
某人问, 失败了, 不就重考?
我踌躇了一阵说, 那怎么对得起自己呢.

终于可以轻松片刻了.

加油加油.

几乎完美的 eason 话语

2008-07-27T16:43:00.006+08:00

对我而言，eason 是前所未有的实力派歌手。
他的唱功很奇妙。
唱歌如说话一般，那么地随性，却又那么地深入人心。

即使认同这一点，却从未对他感到多大兴趣。
但昨天却意外出席了他的moving on - stage 11 演唱会。
这个性格和造型同样怪异的歌手，
当真震撼了我。
别说eason 的现场唱功是pitch-perfect,
他在舞台上的个人魅力，也是几乎完美的。

anyway, 有哪位红歌手会为encore表演唱上整10首歌曲?!

观众席中的我，只能不停地为他的敬业乐业鼓掌。

这是我最喜欢的eason话语。

最爱听eason 唱有blues 情调的歌。

他到底是在唱歌，还是在说话？

In a weird state of dilemma

2008-07-20T09:47:00.003+08:00

it's a purposeful Sunday morning and I have one full hour to kill before heading off to work. i find myself getting caught between two readily-available time-killers:

Currently Reading...

Level of interest: 4.5/5

Level of absolute necessity: 1/5

and/or...

Level of interest: 0/5

Level of absolute necessity: 5/5

So... how now, brown cow? :(

my very very cute niece

2008-07-18T23:05:00.000+08:00

Finest Groceries Ever

2008-07-16T22:06:00.011+08:00

i was looking for a way to cure my mid-week blues when i came across the newly-revamped NTUC at Thomson Plaza. It was called Fairprice Finest. and boy, was it fine! the improved layout and design of the mart was... intoxicatedly... shiny.

as i trekked along the aisles my little heart began beating faster with joy. this place kinda reminded me of A&P or Loblaws in Canada, where you can buy all the "ang-mo ang-mo" stuff. organic pasta, pocket pitas, you name it. they also had... absolutely everything else.

while deciding on whether to cap my grocery spending at $50, i couldn't help but wonder if i could actually live in this supermarket. i would be really happy. :) and so i began my exhilarating expedition at Finest, and these are what i got for my family, after much deliberation:

peanut butter and grape jelly, cos Skippy is the one.

Rum 'n' raisin dark chocolate, cos it's chocolate. and dark. and rum n raisin.

Willow mushrooms, cos i'm sick of the usual buttons and needles we always have at home.

Baked beans, cos they're healthiness in a can, and vegetarian too.

Instant noodles, for when we're tired of healthy, yummy home-cooked food.

Bak Kut Teh "cheater's mix", for when i feel like cooking vegetarian bak kut teh for my family.

Pickled baby cucumbers, cos they're good eaten in sandwiches and alone.

White peaches, cos they're in season and a break from the usual apples and oranges. :)

and of course, a decent bottle of shiraz, cos sometimes you just need some red wine in your diet. :)

$50.89 later, i'm a much happier lady. it's amazing how grocery shopping keeps a woman happy.

......

god i have to quit spending.

look what i got

2008-07-07T17:32:00.012+08:00

i figured the best way to kill time, was to spend some money. not much, but just enough to keep my spirits escalated for the rest of the day.

now before you reproach me for falling into the emotional shopper's dungeon, look what i got!

not the notebook, but a multifunctional mini notebook table...

that allows your notebook to be inclined at 8 different heights,

that comes with a cool felt mousepad,

that comes with 4 external usb ports,

that comes with a small led light,

and a hidden pencil box!

*silent screams of joy*

believe it or not, i feel like a kid again. and also a bloody bimbo for spending 59.90 on a table that so perfectly matches my matte black notebook.

sweet mom had wanted to get me a blue plasticky one from shanghai for 29.90 but that one doesn't come with all the cute gimmicks that this one has. plus i'd have to wait till year end to get it cos that's when mom comes back. and as a kid, i. just. can't. wait.

sigh... 59.90... totally made my day. :)

alas!

2008-07-07T12:47:00.001+08:00

my office mail has busted!!!!!

*sob*

the feeling of being needed

2008-07-07T11:07:00.007+08:00

finally, after weeks and weeks of work, i am on a much-much-needed 2-days leave. that spells a super long weekend for me: saturday, sunday, monday AND tuesday. yippee...!

i had been looking forward to this long weekend for ages. a week ago my mind was already furiously planning the list of to-dos for the 4 days of rest.

oddly enough, i wasn't looking forward to waking up this morning. i wished i could sleep the whole of monday and tuesday away. being a couch potato and staring transfixed at Mr. TV for almost the entire sunday was enough to make me want to throttle myself. i watched legally blonde 2, spiderman 2, and miscellaneous taiwanese variety shows, and i felt i was the most wasted being in this world.

so, monday's here. what do i do for today?

i know for sure there are many many more things for me to work on. for one, my list of to-dos is only half-done, and my determination to finish the list is half-baked. but having rested for the weekend, i now look forward... to going back to work.

but i can't give up my leave just like that, can i? afterall, my bosses were very kind and understanding to have rewarded me with some rest. i found myself opening up my laptop, logging in to my office mail, and then struggling to decide whether to reply some emails. and then devil erin started the usual annoying chatter in my head, lose it, lose it, lose that stupid workaholism, you stupid workaholic.

and i did. i lost it and now here i am, blogging about it while nursing some resentment towards the decision to leave my work behind.

the closest and most familiar workaholic i have in my life is probably dad. if i had to describe him in 3 adjectives, they would be: wise, far-sighted, and workaholic. quite a mis-matched combination, i must say. and then it dawned upon me, what does "workaholic" really mean?

in the age of wikipedia-preference-over-oxford, i shall quote the former's definition of workaholism: A workaholic, colloquially, is a person who is addicted to work. This phrase does not always imply that the person actually enjoys their work, but rather simply feels compelled to do it.

so, is it a matter of responsibility as an individual's core value? when it comes to work and life, dad has got to be one of the most responsible people i've ever seen. he never shirks, he never blames. and he's always ready to take on any scope of the job. i never knew how much he actually liked his work, but i must say, he always feels compelled to do his best, regardless of which job he's in. if he doesn't love his work, he loves to work.

and i always wondered if i possessed this same trait. many of my friends, and even a few of my ex-bosses call me a workaholic because they see me working all the time. the word "workaholic" usually has a negative connotation as well - suggesting that we're prioritising work over everything else and hence, neglecting other aspects of our lives.

i've never really viewed my job as a means to earn a living, but more so an integral part to completing my life. does that then constitute for a workaholic?

as much as i needed this 2 days of break, i have to say i do miss working, alot. it's the satisfaction of being in the office in front of my desk replying and crafting emails, interacting with fellow colleagues, solving problems, completing duties assigned to you, and most importantly, feeling needed in the workplace.

one of the worst feelings in the world, has got to be feeling redundant at work. Mr. TV doesn't need me, and neither does my bed. i hereby conclude that my office keyboard needs me more.

but whatever workaholism means, i think i can never stop working, and i will always need the feeling of being needed at work.

and hence, i'm off to checking the office email again. countdown: one and a half days to going back to work.

2008-07-05T16:57:00.005+08:00

5 July 2008. 5.03 PM.
Heading towards Vivocity, Singapore for dinner and movie with friends.

i have to constantly remind myself that i don't have to dress complicated to remain relevant to the world around me.

As well as to keep in check a little self-needed narcicism.

babies, they come to this world crying

2008-07-05T11:53:00.015+08:00

it seems as though everyone around me is either having a baby, trying for a baby, or just had a baby and has stepped up to a more challenging role as a parent.

a few of my relatives and acquaintances are pregnant and awaiting for the arrival of their babies. two of my friends have just given birth, one of them being just as old (or young?) as moi.

yep, pregnancies, mothers, and babies galore.

recently i kinda freaked mom out by letting the long-trapped bonsai kitten out of its jar -- that i don't want children in my life. when asked why, i paused for a long moment before replying, rather airily, that i didn't see the need to. somewhere in my mind i could hear her heart breaking. and some parts of my heart began twisting in guilt.

everytime mom and i had differences that were awaiting some ironing out, she would present her standard spiel, "you will never understand how i feel until you've become a mother yourself."

she's right, and more than just being right. without having a kid i may never understand how it's like to bring up a child and appreciate the joy and satisfaction that comes from nurturing him/ her. watching Baby learn to crawl, walk, run, and finally fly towards the limitless sky of this world, to say no to having a baby spells missing out on a whole lot, and probably reads "something's wrong with you".

so i try to avert potential regrets that may come my way as well as challenge existing doubts, by reading my cousin's baby blog almost every other day. Chien Ying - or Bubu as affectionately coined by her parents - my adorable baby niece who from the blog appears to be the absolute epitome of the standard lucky baby in today's world.

baby niece Chien Ying with the "will work for milk" jumper i bought for her.

happy baby being fed

i truly love my niece, although i hardly get to see her since she's happily tucked many hours away in Beijing. i love her because she is my niece and the daughter of my cousin. suddenly i recall how my whole clan of relatives would crowd around her cot emitting silly oohs and aahs, and how my cousin-in-law spends hours doing nothing but staring intently at his beloved child. and then i started questioning what i would be losing out when the time comes for me to consider becoming a mom.

mom says i belong to the selfish group of new-age adults who only want to enjoy life and not carry the burden of raising children. our whole life simply revolves around fancy lattes and novelty hobbies like picking up pole-dancing. what's the true meaning of life, she asked. if you don't want kids, why marry? just stay single lor.

government and social encouragements aside, i wonder if my life would be meaningless without having a family. but my reasons for not having children definitely outweighs the reasons for having one. at this point of time i shall not make my readers bear the brunt of going through my extensive list of whys, but something i strongly believe in, is that children do not choose to be born. and if they did, why do they come to this world crying?

i have never questioned my parents' ability to borne me and raise me into who i am today. and i love them for having done so. but i can never be confident that my own child would so willingly think this way when he or she is 25 and alive.

happy 1st anniversary

2008-07-02T22:19:00.002+08:00

2 July, 2008.
Marks the first year into my exploration of the communications industry.

Time truly flies.
I'm thankful to have come this far.

the joy of reading newspapers

2008-06-29T09:41:00.014+08:00

there's a common accusation that youngsters these days would rather spend 24 hours surfing the Internet than spend an hour reading newspapers. something like that.

guilty as charged, much as i would like to make a retort to that comment. not all youngsters, surely, but that bit about Internet preference is true. while newspapers started out serving the purpose of updating the latest affairs to the public, new media has now taken over with the capability of being much more immediate. and so youngsters like us argue, we can still read news on the web, what.

while newspapers are mostly text in black and white, new media exists in all forms, shapes, sizes and colors. in this era of embracing blogging and user-generated content, it's no wonder that traditional print media are going digital and extending a UGC platform for collecting public opinion, big or small.

but obviously print media in Singapore is still going strong. as a PR practitioner, media monitoring is part of my job scope and i am "forced" to read the papers every morning. a year or two ago i would have prefered to do my media monitoring online, but now i look forward to flipping those flimsy pages everyday.

i remember how my parents used to painstakingly nag at us to read the papers every weekend. and as a teenager i hated it. the only stuff i read were text out of my textbooks, martial arts novels, and the then-iWeekly. my parents went to the extend of forcing the paper on us and demanding that we rehash at least 3 news stories to them after they got back from the wet market. so i would scream a little in my head, memorize the first three headlines i see on the front page, ruffle the newspapers violently so it would look like it's been read, and then head for a session with my brick-game or tamagotchi.

and then i always wondered how my dad could poop in the toilet for almost an hour and come out with the papers under his armpit and with a contented (and hence wiser) look on his face.

now i do. perhaps it's a matter of growing older, or perhaps it's just a habit you build. i'm beginning to enjoy the nostalgic feeling of sitting on the couch on a lazy sunday morning, sipping a cup of hot coffee and leisurely taking in the latest updates of the world. that's something new media can't possibily give. if anything, reading off your screen probably damages your eye-sight in the long run.

my favorites are the weekend papers. generally lots of lifestyle news get thrown in. and that serves the purpose of a weekend paper, doesn't it? unless it's earth-shattering, disastrous news, who wants to be bogged down by serious, dreary reports on the two days you get to rest? there are sections that i truly enjoy - local news, commentaries. and then (oops,) there are the sections i always skip: money, sports, finance and investment, and... the obits.

i used to hate having to vacate a large space to accomodate for their sheer size, and disliked the black stains on my fingers after thumbing through a day's edition. when i first started picking up the habit, i would robotically and religiously flip the paper till i get to the last page, congratulate myself for finishing with the papers, and go wash my hands. but i wasn't exactly taking anything in. i was merely very targeted at "being done".

now, "being done" takes on a whole new meaning. i look forward to picking up the huge stack of papers each day; i take good note of the headline news; i cut out articles i would like to read at my own leisure; and i try my best to analyze the straight reports.

my father challenged me once; i knew oil prices are rising, but do i know why? i was stumped. and then he gave his post-blow consolation: maybe you're not that interested in economics, but try your best to understand why things happen.

and then i knew. reading the newspapers is as much of an art as writing those news stories. and understanding what you're reading and why you're reading the papers, is only paying justice to the effort that goes behind a journalist's/editor's work.

and hence, kudos to all youngsters who read the papers, and i salute all parents who make their youngsters read the papers.

on brands and self-branding

2008-06-28T12:47:00.014+08:00

while sitting down for a leisurely cup of coffee so hard to come by these days, my colleagues and i were on the topic of "brands".

the word "brand" connotes several different explanations in today's consumer-corporate society.
- the consumer brand -- your Prada wallet, your Gucci handbag, and your apple iPhone.
- the corporate/product brand -- the purest Evian water for the health conscious, the stylish Sony Vaio notebook every modern fashionista must have.
- and the self-branding -- Amicable Amy, Resourceful Randall, Passionate Peter, Confident Connie.

what we so eagerly chirped about were consumer brands, which inevitably leads to the newly embraced obsession towards self-branding.

Colleague W related her experience of shopping together - and separately - with a friend of hers. while she went for 49.90 bags, her friend was trying on 499 clothes. and according to W, her friend "ain't necessarily lookin' shit hot in those 499 clothes".

and those two friends shall never meet. well at least, not in terms of priorities.

is it a matter of salaries and positions? or do these two friends simply possess starkly different priorities? why do some working people not think twice about spending half their paychecks on an LV handbag, while others see no problem with using $10 ones sold at pasar malams or on pushcarts?

some argue that they pursue brands for a better fit with their job nature. wouldn't a 30-year old sales manager look "more pleasing to the client's eye" carrying a Prada tote, a Gucci coin pouch, an LV namecard case and a Givenchy tissue holder? and wouldn't a Marketing Director feel more empowered with a Montblanc pen clipped on his coat's breast pocket?

W went on to illustrate their differences by explaining how she justifies her decision to buy a poorer-quality $20 bag by dividing the price into cost-per-usage units. "If this $20 bag lasts 40 times of usage, that works out to only $0.50 per use. Isn't it more worth it," she quipped rather adorably.

no doubt about that. I stand by this interesting justification method. in fact, instead of splurging $4000 on a Chanel bag, i can own a hundred $40 bags of different designs and functionalities. that's like, having a new bag to carry every 3 days.

now, it may seem i have a personal grievance against expensive brands. that's not true, i just have a problem with peeps who view the wearing of branded goods as the best way of self-branding.

self-branding is now touted as absolutely necessary in order to standout in a workplace, aside from performing well in your job scope. but self-branding does not mean, layering yourself with brands.

certainly, conventionally and typically, only successful people can afford these highly-prized (and highly-priced) possessions. but most of these successful people are termed successful for a reason. they understand the talents and personality traits they possess and they work hard to make it known in their workplace. in other words, they are valued and recognized for their personal brand and not for the physical brands they carry. just as how marketeers brand their products with emotional adjectives to engage a tad of top-of-mind recall in people's minds, surely your CEO would take better notice of a daring, driven manager than a character-less YSL-draped mannequin?

while i'm still working hard to prove myself in a workplace crowded with pools of talents, a once-in-a-while soul-searching is needed to complement the hardwork i put in. Gucci or no Gucci, making your boss sit up and notice you has got to be far more superior than receiving envious stares due to your latest brand-worthy splurge.

the question of value

2008-06-28T11:49:00.010+08:00

It's probably not right, but i want to cackle a little at the recent debate on "Running Fan", the teacher who fled his classroom, leaving his students behind on the day of the 512 earthquake in Sichuan.

Running Fan said, "in the fleeting moment of life and death, i could only consider sacrificing myself for my daughter, I would not care about other people, even if it were my mother..."
and then he was bombarded for not upholding the Chinese values as an educator should, amidst the many heroic stories that got to the media, stories celebrating self-sacrificing quake victims who gave no second thought to saving the helpless children.

Is Running Fan immoral? Or simply being honest? To me, his much defensive comment is unsurprising and not new at all. Certainly there are tons of people out there who would behave exactly the same way and say exactly the same words he did.

What's interesting and worth the debate, is in questioning whether the Chinese value of self-sacrifice still holds strong with the country's people, or with the Chinese race.

I'm reminded of a past friend of mine when i was studying in Canada. One of his weird mantras: 人不为己，天诛地灭。or simply put, every man for himself. He's not an unkind man, but he sticks by his views. Although I said nothing to him then, I couldn't bring myself to agreeing with his perspective. And I wonder if it's because I'm a true Chinese at heart, and he's not. He had almost the same family background and upbringing as I had -- Traditional parents who were devout buddhists, family's not filthy rich but able to live comfortably and send their children to study abroad. So why the difference? Is he born that way or is he just being practical and honest? Or, is he just trying to be different?

There are extremely kind people and there are those who live only for themselves. And then there are those out there like me, who will only know when the time comes for us to prove ourselves and the values we so loudly advocate.

What is so important to the economy nowadays - the practice of Corporate Social Responsibility masked under the desire to better brand a corporate image - places considerable doubt on the real value of goodwill and self-sacrifice.

But while society gets shaped by increasing economic wealth, at least we know that millions of Chinese out there are still fighting to uphold the values they have so strongly believed in since the days of Confucius.

when we learn to save and savour

2008-06-28T10:45:00.008+08:00

Lee Siew Hua wrote about being financial-saavy in today's ST Insight:
"Learn to be money-savvy the Big Mama way".

Big Mama - the grandmother who was born poor but who managed to live a life of total financial independence. In the now-context, someone who is self-reliant in his/her own financial matters.

This "self-reliance", i feel, is truly thought-provoking and worth a few moments of some serious pondering. Especially to those of my generation - coined the Y-generation who are probably still much-oblivious to the word "independence".

Who needs independence when you obviously have a tight-knit nuclear family catering to your every need -- from cooking you a meal everyday to paying for your handphone bill, and buying you a car just so you don't have to squeeze with fellow "less-fortunate" train commuters every morning and inhale that toxic concoction of Hugo Boss + perspiration?

Of course, to many peeps independence can mean being able to get to one place or another without having your parents drive you around. But when we finally toss our graduation caps into the air and shout "freedom!!", what's next?

We find a job, get paid a few thousand dollars a month and start to work out our daily, monthly, yearly expenditures. Handphone bills, check. Daily travel expenses, check. Food and entertainment, check. Weekly shopping for clothes and shoes, check. The trip to MOS every Friday, check check check. Savings, ch... oh well maybe next time. We'll see how things go next month.

Siew Hua asked, "Do we know how best to stretch our hard-earned dollars each month or for the next three, five, or 10 years?"

Suddenly a disturbing visual popped up in my head. Amongst a plethora of outstanding bills and credit card payments, I eagerly hammar and crash open my huge-ass piggy bank, only to find a year's savings of impulse-Topshop-purchases.

Scary, no doubt. But the real impact might never come. It would never dawn upon us how we can better manage our hard-earned money so we can have the early-retirement we often dreamed of.

I am as clueless about my finances as thousands of counterparts my age. I was pretty horrified at the sky-high number on my latest credit card bill. And then I felt a wave of nauseau and a sudden urge to run to the nearest lottery booth.

Maybe, if we really really think about it, life is mostly about making priorities. Whether or not decision making stems from being emotional or practical -- we splurge $300 at the salon for that dye-job and perm-job, arguing that when we look good we feel good, and hence we do better and get good prospect or opportunities in society.

That, of course, still holds true. At least I still root for the argument above because it has worked for me. But over the years the mountain of desire to look good and feel good has somewhat diminished to a mole-hill of simply wanting to appear pleasant. Other priorities - such as star performance at work and practical self-branding -- has taken over giddy consumerism habits.

I'm still clueless with financial literacy. I think complete financial independence from your family helps somewhat. Somehow when we're thrown in the desert, most of the time we can find our own waterhole.

And then we learn to save, and savour our own findings.

莫名

2008-06-26T21:34:00.002+08:00

终于忙完了吗？

感到前所未有的一种。。。莫名的疲累。

继续努力

2008-06-13T09:23:00.002+08:00

佳佳努力的第三天.
有了小小的进展.
感觉, 较踏实.

相信不久后, 将能拥有世界.

继续, 继续地努力吧, 好吗?

My Love Language

2008-06-12T11:01:00.001+08:00

The Five Love Languages

My primary love language is probably
Quality Time
with a secondary love language being
Physical Touch.

Complete set of results

Quality Time:		11
Physical Touch:		7
Acts of Service:		6
Words of Affirmation:		4
Receiving Gifts:		2

Information

Unhappiness in relationships, according to Dr. Gary Chapman, is often due to the fact that we speak different love languages. Sometimes we don't understand our partner's requirements, or even our own. We all have a "love tank" that needs to be filled in order for us to express love to others, but there are different means by which our tank can be filled, and there are different ways that we can express love to others.

Take the quiz

接下来的人生

2008-06-11T11:58:00.003+08:00

我想, 我好象放开了一些些.
虽然还是沉默寡言.
但, 头顶上遍天的乌云好似开始慢慢散开.

感激无尽 -- 很多很多人.
感谢他们在我的身边打转.
为我, 懂我, 劝我, 爱我.

我也该学习爱一爱别人.
如果, 我还爱得不够.

接下来的路, 应该会很坎坷.
但是应该会坎坷地值得.
我会真诚地期待接下来的人生.

成功与幸福,
你们一定要等我.

end of the world

2008-06-09T17:27:00.003+08:00

i feel sick. and it's only monday.
every music beat from 987fm rings so loudly in my ears.

deafening.
just like my own heartbeat.

the air in the office is dreary and possibly stale.
and i'm... finding it hard to keep myself alive.
if there were any words to explain for how i feel right now...

... there are no words.

i know it's not, but why do i feel like it's the end of the world?

inner peace

2008-06-09T08:46:00.003+08:00

amidst the load of rubbish i dreamt of last night,
i only remember myself going through some intensive swimming training...
... with David Archuleta.

funny huh.
he's a skinny boy in real life and an even skinnier one in my dream.

ugh. i need some inner peace.

喊什么

2008-06-07T21:48:00.004+08:00

哭过了，
是不是就可以不当一回事了？

心，还在隐隐作痛。

在没有办法想通的状况下，
我好像败给了身边的人。

开始怀疑这一切的发生是不是因为伤害过他人而得来的报应。
这么一来，正在承受的不都是我应得的吗？

无法停止胡思乱想。
我真的真的不想继续这样下去了。

能用什么办法解决？

真的很心伤。
可是好像没有人可以体谅。
都用着装满自己想法的针，
往我身上拼命地刺。
刺得我无法喊停。

然后他们就会问，
这根本就是小事一宗，你到底在喊什么？

我到底在喊什么。

看来坚强的我,
为什么。。。

太扯太傻

2008-06-06T21:06:00.002+08:00

觉得自己挺没用的。
每一次事情发生，
什么都不会说，
就只懂得哭。

还亏自己是 comms 人物。

什么时候才可以有勇气把脑海里所有的想法，
一句一句地说出来？

不懂，自己在害怕些什么。

自己的人生，不是该由自己争取的吗？

拿着小棒槌不断往桌面猛敲。
这好像是我唯一懂得发泄的方法。
可怜地小棒槌给我敲歪了吧。

心情低落的时候，总是有着一些奇怪的想法。
我想到了自己奄奄一息的时候，
事情才总算有个圆满落幕。

这样，太扯，也太傻了吧？

可爱脸蛋

2008-06-06T16:24:00.004+08:00

百忙忧郁中,

有小千千的可爱脸蛋陪伴.

感觉, 没那么累了.

远在北京的她, 瘦了一些些.

是好事, 女孩子不该太胖的吧.

呵呵呵.

2008-06-04T18:18:00.002+08:00

疯了疯了疯了!

我需要发泄!!!!!!

加油

2008-06-04T15:01:00.001+08:00

好忙好忙好忙...
快喘不过气了.

要提醒自己不能停止呼吸.

加油! 加油!

爸妈回来了

2008-06-04T09:26:00.001+08:00

for narnians

2008-06-02T17:18:00.004+08:00

Prince Caspian was quite a blast.
Entertaining.
And exciting enough for me to hold back my bladder and resist the urge for that much-needed toilet break.

Amidst deciphering the thick inaudible accents of the Telmarine characters, I was mesmerized throughout. But, not as mesmerized as I was with the first flick:
Chronicles of Narnia - the Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe (which one of my bosses has conveniently named "the animal, the cupboard, and the LKB (try decoding this :P))

Anyway, I read the first book when I was younger. "Stole" it from my cousin's bookshelf.
Back in those days everything just seemed less real and more magical.
I loved Aslan, and often wished I had such a "god" in my life.
And I absolutely hated the White Witch.
And it's so amazing that every fairy tale creature you've read about in Enid Blyton books comes alive all at one enchanting place. Hell, even the trees in Narnia are magical.
Bottomline is, C.S. Lewis is a genius.

Prince Caspian was a little less magical, probably because...
well, the sons of Adam and daughters of Eve are all grown up and oddly, less believable.
(Wait a minute, are grown ups less believable?)

Nonetheless, for those of you who're looking for a less scary version of Lord of the Rings,
Prince Caspian is it. :)

心跳

2008-05-28T14:58:00.002+08:00

心跳好快好快. 好烦乱的心情.

为什么会这样?

真不喜欢这种感觉.

第一回合, 过关!

2008-05-28T08:46:00.003+08:00

呵呵呵呵呵.........

心机

2008-05-27T08:43:00.003+08:00

人, 都要有心机吗?

最近听闻许多公司politics.
听得团团转, 好象头脑就快爆炸了.

其实,有哪个公司没有politics?
只是, 自己对这些有的没的 - 曝光率不足.
所以... i'm feeling totally overwhelmed.

嗯, 功力不够深~

针对某个话题, 某个人物,
老板问我, 当初应该有察觉出什么吧?
我愣着摇摇头.
结果, 被说是傻瓜.

其实, 人心真的那么难测吗?
感觉自己在这方面还挺单纯的.
打桌球时, 玩伴都说我没有心机.
从不懂得布局.

人, 再成熟有什么用呢?

感觉上, 应该读一读孙子兵法之类的书.
让自己深谋远虑些.
就算不想暗算, 也应预防被暗算.

太可怕了, 这个世界.
真害怕自己会有所改变.

我, 会吗?

倒塌，粉碎

2008-05-21T22:04:00.003+08:00

昨晚模模糊糊地梦到了病逝的舅母。
她穿着红色的旗袍，看起来很健康很福气。
今天同事似乎“无相干”提起，
如果梦到了往生者，就代表他/她到了更好的地方。

*欣慰*

不知道怎么了，近来挺悲观的。
老打不起精神。
医师说，我的肠胃不好，肾不好，心脏不好。
双手冰冷，睡眠欠佳，夜里梦多，容易疲累。
开了药方，让我熬药吃药补身体。

未把脉而看了手掌就能准确说出病状的医师，可靠吗？

3碗熬成1碗的乌黑药材汤，
还真的超难喝。
咽下去的每一口，都似乎打击着人类的脆弱。

我真的，变脆弱了。
哪一天无依无靠，便会毫无知觉地倒塌，粉碎。

不要把我丢下

2008-05-19T21:55:00.003+08:00

忽然寂寞来袭
好失落

是因为long weekend已快过去吗

还是收到了不好的消息
所以，心烦意乱

真的不喜欢休息
一休息就老是胡思乱想
又何必

但总是控制不了低落的情绪
尽管很努力很努力地尝试保持开朗

我想，让我成为全世界最后一个人类
会比死亡更加可怕

我真的受不了孤单一个人

希望身边的人都不要把我丢下

好吗？

周末夜晚的思考

2008-05-17T23:46:00.003+08:00

不想睡的周末夜晚。

也许是因为多了一些些的小孤单。
其实已经挺疲倦了。
却又不愿意就这么闭上眼睛，
告别一个珍贵的周六。

之前为了在成都的grace而担忧了一阵。
拜托爸爸帮忙，才联络上了。
每一天早上翻开报纸都是心惊胆战的。
也因地震事件而为人类感到心酸。
灾民们真的好可怜。
居住于新加坡的我们，应该惜福了吧。

妈妈说，人生无常。

如果换个较梦幻的角度，
会不会有个什么人，正在控制着全世界生命的一举一动？
就如我们玩个sim city一般。
下一秒，他命令我，睡觉。
而且要睡得很熟很香。

遵命！各位晚安咯。:)

不踏实的感觉

2008-05-15T12:01:00.004+08:00

同事离开后,
莽撞地适应了一阵.
还好, 有体谅的老板.

最近的我, 失常地无自信.
不喜欢这种感觉.
超不踏实的.
想着未来 -- 应该怎么为自己铺路呢.

我喜欢的这份工作,
却不能带来我想要的安全感.

*屁*

如果一天过一天可以继续压抑我的惶恐,
也只好这样了吧.

吐

2008-04-29T21:09:00.003+08:00

吐了。
把早餐和丰盛的午餐都打从胃里吐了出来。
好久没有吐得那么爽快，
但这次非自愿的。

医生说是比较严重的消化不良。
还给了一堆药。

觉得自己好差劲。
好像哭哦。

下次消化不良，吃eno就好啦。

Anugerah Planet Muzik 2008

2008-04-25T09:58:00.007+08:00

虽是超级无敌累人的一个周末,
但照片中尽显大家在KL体会到的满足感.

沮丧

2008-04-24T21:43:00.002+08:00

这两天兜了很多圈子。
今天才知道，人言可畏。

我是可以应付的吧。
毕竟，我不笨。

咳。。。难免有些沮丧。

sanity

2008-04-21T10:05:00.003+08:00

人在KL好痛苦。。。:(

昨晚4点才睡的我，
一闭起眼睛就看到马来文字。
真可怕。:(

一整夜的反复噩梦，
再也受不了，
起身，刷牙，上网。

我要我的sanity......

:( :( :(

不知所措

2008-04-14T20:37:00.001+08:00

辞职了。
我的工作counterpart.

陷入了暂时的不知所措。

爆了

2008-04-09T14:40:00.003+08:00

咳得喉咙快爆了.

头也快爆了.

谁来救救我.........

*陷于超级无敌自怜中*

失眠

2008-04-09T09:07:00.001+08:00

昨夜的失眠...
成了今天的熊猫眼...

为什么会失眠...?

好... 累... 哦...

病了的心情

2008-04-05T20:44:00.004+08:00

终于彻底病了。
几个星期的抗斗最终都失败。

很无奈地在家休息。
鼻孔塞着纸巾，
吃了药后昏昏欲睡。

还好有着小棒槌的陪伴。
^_^

很可爱的礼物吧！
猛槌之下，还会脸红的哦。

让跟着身体也病了的心情
开朗了一些。

从前的武侠梦幻

2008-04-03T09:55:00.005+08:00

前几天无意间看到了书房书架上
摆放着的"飞狐外传"小说.

自小就是金庸迷.
"书剑恩仇录", "射雕英雄传", "神雕侠侣"...
看了再看, 百读不厌.

于是, 决定重温已往的疯狂.
躺在床上翻开了"飞狐外传" 上集.
开头熟悉的字眼是...

--------------------
第一章大雨商家堡

“胡一刀，曲池，天枢！”
“苗人凤，地仓，合谷！”

一个嘶哑的嗓子低沉地叫着。
叫声中充满着怨毒和愤怒，语声从牙齿缝中迸出来，
似是千年万年、永恒的咒诅，每一个字音上涂着血和仇恨。
---------------------------------------------------------

忽然一阵不耐烦涌上心头.

"叭"一声, 我把小说合了起来.
*放弃*

从前的 "飞龙在天", "亢龙有悔", "燕双飞",
今日全是一片模糊.

反而顺手拾起一本 Marketing Magazine,
认真读了起来.
倒觉得看这个对生活有用些.

谁知手机简讯来到: 该睡觉咯.
想了想, 还是睡眠重要吧.
于是, 别了一天的疲惫,
关灯, 睡觉.

这就是成年城市人的生活吧.
工作摆第一. 万事都讲求规律.
已不再有可能沉浸在从前的武侠梦幻中.

是悲哀吗?
或是, 已对生活与现实释怀了.

Leap Years

2008-04-02T13:37:00.004+08:00

慢长的周三...
真的好慢长.

与睡魔恶斗了半天,

可现在才近下午2点钟.

看了Leap Years.
电影播放中旬就差点睡着.
发现自己并不怎么爱看爱情片.
比较喜欢... 嗯... 爆笑无厘头的片子.
这样才会开心享受啊! ^^

anyway, Leap Years 的导演 Jean Yeo
是我生平第一位上司.
帮她工作的那段日子有着许多无奈的回忆.
都已过去. 那时的我, 不过是个小孩.

Jean 是很有才华的 director/producer.
也许正如有些人所说, 女导演对拍摄制作都比较细腻.
而这部电影就非常地"她".
好像是一部专署 "洋化的新加坡人" 的片子.
但这样一来, 也许片子能够触碰到的心弦,
也只是本地市场的一部分.

值得鼓励吧.
毕竟是很好的尝试.
片中的取景, 拍摄手法都不错.

会期待更多更多的本地电影.

24 小时的疯狂

2008-03-30T21:16:00.001+08:00

by the way,
上两周的忙碌，是为了这个。。。

小千千

2008-03-30T21:02:00.009+08:00

可爱的侄女小千千要回北京了。
急忙拍照留念！

baby睡着的时候，真是小天使一个。
呵呵呵。

“妈妈表姐”和老姐与小千千合照。

老姐和姐夫与小千千合照。

我与老姐和小千千合照。

她长大了一定是绝世美人。
祝快高长大哦。。。

万能超人

2008-03-28T22:19:00.003+08:00

终于结束了。
忙乱的一周。

回到家马上灌了两大杯红酒，
就为了淹没这一整周的疲累。

醉醺醺的。
好爽哦。

这是酒精的魔力。
就算耳朵嗡嗡响，
也能感受心中的温暖。
心情的松懈。
心底的宽松。

脑袋，放松了。
今晚，应该比较好睡了吧。

明天的jamming, 加油哦。

佳佳，你是万能超人，
什么事都难不倒你。:)

离奇

2008-03-24T22:47:00.003+08:00

昨晚的梦，离奇。

一桌子的礼物卡片，全是忠实听众送的。

还有，右边一群人围了个圈。

我问老板，
为什么圈子少了一个人？

她说，你不知道吗？
他参加我们某某活动的时候，死了。
他们在为他祈祷。
喏，他的灵魂就在圈子里面。

......

咳，怪不得最近黑眼圈那么深。

穿心

2008-03-24T22:18:00.002+08:00

繁忙可怕的周一。
接下来，还有繁忙可怕的周二，周三，周四，周五，周六。。。
无力。
真想偷偷哭泣一场。

今天差点发了脾气。
但是，硬生生吞了回去，继续拼命工作。
因为不喜欢和人起冲突。

上了车我把事情说了。
很烦，心里一直碎碎念的我，
收到了一句话：

“如果别人不能适应你，你就要去适应别人。”

多么直接了当的话。
听似简单，没心思的答案，却有些渗透力。
爽快。

我顿时想了想。
一把箭在胸前徘徊旋转片刻，
最终，穿心。

“也对。”

却。。。一点都不痛。
还让我，霎时放下了不愉快的心情。

原来EQ很重要。
这是每个人应该懂得的道理。
但是，一句话抛过来，
让我明白得更深。

感谢赐我这句话的人。

永远珍惜。

需要好睡眠

2008-03-19T22:23:00.003+08:00

好。。。累。。。的一周。

*哭*

也不知道在累些什么。

不只工作。
最近每天半夜都自动苏醒。
然后，睡不好。

早上就自然成了一条虫。
虫虫好累。
好累的虫虫

-- 开始语无伦次了。

我需要好睡眠。

不是杯子蛋糕的蛋糕

2008-03-17T22:08:00.005+08:00

周日决定尝试不一样的。

做正常蛋糕。

是第一次做完整的蛋糕。

但是，因为事先缺乏planning.

没有想好要做什么口味。

只是一味地给蛋糕添加材料。

结果，怪蛋糕出炉了。

先是弄了绿茶frosting.

但是把frosting抹上去后觉得实在太难看了。

于是淋上了chocolate ganache.

呵呵，可是用错了巧克力。

chocolate ganache 过甜过“奶”。

光是好看而已。

切开后的怪蛋糕。

其实味道还好啦。

只是蛋糕没有重点。

又是香草，又是cranberry, 又是巧克力，又是绿茶。

这次一点也不灰心。

因为只是抱着尝试的心态。

下次会更好噢。

怎么做

2008-03-16T00:08:00.001+08:00

烦。没有时间限制的烦。

一天拖一天。

有没有人可以教我怎么做？

女人该如何。。。

2008-03-14T21:57:00.002+08:00

昏昏欲睡。
现在才十点钟也。。。
到底是怎么了。
一个大姨妈就会搞得我这么惨？

真的是荷尔蒙大失调。:(

今天是《新女性大会2008》的记者会。
遇到了“好姨”薛家燕，著名导演高志森等。
大家都谈当女性。
该如何保持健康美丽，该如何维持完美家庭，
该如何追求梦想。
该如何，该如何。。。
许多的该如何。

女人就这么特别，
生活中总有着许多的“该如何”。
又不见得来个《新男性大会》？

在来大姨妈的当儿，加上刚满25岁的苦涩感未泯，
心情确实有些不爽。

女性，是不是都为着别人而活？
为家人，为丈夫，为孩子，为家翁，为老板，为下属。
在设法平衡之中也挺为难地为着自己。

feminism, 是大学时期最厌恶的课题。
考试前都会将所有的女性主义者诅咒一番。
虽然，自己也藏有女性主义。

别把feminist想成了“扎着胸-超短发-有脑袋-没样貌”的女人。
这些所谓的feminist也只不过比一般女人较vocal而已。

但是，就算对同等待遇的想法再强烈，
有些事情是永远不会改变的。

女性永远都是女性。

大姨妈永远都会缠着你。
而且，每个月都来一次血淋淋的提醒，
告诉你说：
你，就是个女性。
永远都是。
这，改变不了。

唉，所以。
老了又如何？
顶多不是给更多的“该如何”包围着。

更恶心的是，
一代传一代。
女性永远都拖着上一代的“该如何”，
提醒下一代，

对。你就是女人。

迷失自己

2008-03-12T22:02:00.003+08:00

我想，这是每个表演者都盼望的完美演出。
灯光，舞台，音乐，观众，和自己。

从中迷失自己。

直到掌声响起。

醒来。

christina aguilera - hurt

呆

2008-03-11T20:17:00.002+08:00

终于赶完一部分工作.

现在~ 也提不起精神收拾东西回家.
只是呆呆地坐在电脑面前.

好呆哦.

好累.

不说了. 还是回家吧.

空虚

2008-03-11T08:55:00.000+08:00

早上醒来,
一阵莫名的空虚难以压抑.

该如何是好

2008-03-10T22:26:00.006+08:00

今年的生日，特别轻松。
无忧无虑地慢逛了整个超市。

买了一些些：
- 婆最喜欢的"尖头面包"
- 全家都爱吃的榴莲
- 通红鲜草莓

等等等等。

还有，安慰自己老了一岁：

买了久违的泡面！

配上最爱的茄子。

生日大餐，搞定！^^

就这样，度过了25生日。
25岁，25岁，25岁。。。

25岁的女人，该如何是好？

陪在我身边

2008-03-09T23:57:00.004+08:00

3月10日。
已过凌晨十二点。

Erin 李佳宁已满25岁。

感觉有些 surreal.

原来这就是听人家说的：
turning a quarter of a century old.

接下来，是不是该想象过30岁生日的感觉呢？

大佬今天说：
人被生下来，让人养大，长大独立，找个伴侣，过完下半生，然后，互对等死。

所以，人生短短，
有什么是放不下的呢？

长大了一岁，就是累积了多一个生日愿望。
就是，多了些事情要挂心。
但是，有着些许人的陪伴，
每年的生日更容易过些。

老爸老妈，就从来没有忘记过我的生日。

不知道该怎么说。
周围的人都希望我每天过得开心。

我觉得我会的。
只要我努力。
还有，只要大家继续陪在我身边。

不缺

2008-03-07T23:18:00.007+08:00

同事们给了我和tivona的生日惊喜。
老板板着脸说要和我们两谈一谈，
把我们引到了隔壁小房间，
在我们害怕着被骂的当儿，
同事们不知从哪里跳了出来。

*happy birthday*

~惊喜~

然后，许愿，吹蜡烛，切蛋糕。

tivona和我的生日只差2天。

933播着我很喜欢的歌。
《一样的夏天》- stefanie.
非常适合在周五晚上播放。
特别是让呆在家里的我听着。
懒洋洋地，很快就会有睡意了哦。。。

oh, 这是我的房间。我的小窝窝.

刚刚铺上了最新的生日礼物：
朋友们送的 ikea rug.
让小窝窝温暖了一些。

漂亮吧?

偶尔有着小小的快乐，
其实我什么都不缺。

happy birthday to me.

渊孽啊

2008-03-05T08:29:00.001+08:00

昨晚的怪物昆虫,
就真的钻进我房里了...

一整夜没睡好.
渊孽啊...

休闲的周二晚上

2008-03-04T20:52:00.003+08:00

休闲的周二晚上，
被一只极大的昆虫破坏了！！！

这只怪物大昆虫不但黑黑亮亮的，还会飞。。。

吓得我只能躲到房间里。
希望怪物大昆虫不会从门缝钻进来。

休闲的周二晚上，
就这样被搞坏了。

讨厌讨厌讨厌。

完美无瑕怎么做

2008-03-03T21:40:00.007+08:00

3月2日。
继续为杯子蛋糕奋斗。

还是香草口味的蛋糕。

淋上厚厚的一层黑巧克力。

再配上冰冰的薄荷frosting.

可爱吗？^^

但，还是叹息着。。。

还是不满意。

还是懊恼着。

frosting.
完美无瑕的frosting.

怎么做？

mono tone 调

2008-03-01T11:28:00.005+08:00

正在为学歌而烦恼。

并不怎么喜欢这首歌，
但几小时候后就要 jam 了。
还是抓不到感觉。
整首歌的tone调都挂在同一个音符上。
怎么唱？

阿妹，超级崇拜你的。。。

《没有烟抽的日子》 - 张惠妹

词：王丹曲：张雨生

没有烟抽的日子没有烟抽的日子
我总不在你身旁
而我的心里一直以你为我的唯一的
唯一的一份希望

天黑了路无法延续到黎明
我的思念一条条铺在
那个灰色小镇的街头
你们似乎不太喜欢
没有蓝色的鸽子飞翔啊

手里没有烟那就划一根火柴吧
去抽你的无奈
去抽那永远无法再来的
一耧雨丝喔~

手里没有烟那就划一根火柴吧
去抽你的无奈
去抽那永远无法再来的
一耧雨丝喔~

手里没有烟那就划一根火柴吧
去抽你的无奈
去抽那永远无法再来的
一耧雨丝喔~

在你想起了我后
又没有抽烟的日子喔~~

杯子蛋糕回忆录

2008-03-01T10:33:00.022+08:00

2008年。
尝试了一个多月的杯子蛋糕，
重温一下从中学习的经验吧。

1月27日，第一次的尝试。
vanilla cupcake with chocolate creamcheese frosting.
感觉很棒哦，因为第一次的尝试还算相当成功。
但是，觉得蛋糕还是干燥了一些。
口感不够好。

1月29日

试试做巧克力口味：

Chocolate cupcake with Caramelized Banana Creamcheese.
巧克力味很浓很香，却发不起来。

只有把banana creamcheese夹在两个蛋糕中间，

再撒上些许icing sugar,

把cupcake弄得美观一些。

2月2日，挺失败的巧克力口味尝试。
呵呵，每次失败就会绞尽脑汁想办法把蛋糕漂亮化。

这是chocolate cupcake with creamcheese frosting.

2月3日，非常成功的vanilla cranberry cupcake.

又香滑又松软，好好吃哦！

之后加上 matcha frosting, 但没有拍到照片。

2月6日，比较好一些的chocolate cupcake.

首次尝试piping, 好兴奋！

太神奇了。frosting竟然能弄成小花型。

2月8日：成功的巧克力蛋糕！！！

香香的巧克力味，松松的蛋糕。

还是一面烘，一面吃的哦。。。呵呵。

2月20日。从上海回来的第一个尝试。

vanilla cupcakes with lemon cream cheese frosting.

略嫌frosting不够美观，有些苦恼而想尽办法研究出完美的frosting。

2月23日：决定暂时舍弃厚厚绵绵的cream frosting,

改做chocolate ganache!

超好吃的。。。就像小时候吃的巧克力蛋糕。。。

2月24日：最新最成功的尝试。

vanilla cupcake with chocolate ganache spread

and sour cherry frosting.

漂亮吧！终于懂得正确的piping方法。

而且，味道很不错哦！

会为漂亮的杯子蛋糕继续加油的。

尽请期待哦！

2008-02-27T07:15:00.001+08:00

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