Bloggers meet up& fried rice…



I attended a…secret blogger meet-up cum ice breaking session yesterday, and I have to say, it’s really refreshing to be able to hear bloggers talk about something that really matters and could probably saves the world from mass destruction and how to make the world a better place for the next generation instead of the usual annoying camwhoring session, stupid nuffnang stuff or even how to attract traffic to one’s bloody blog.

I enjoyed it very much, and I would like to thank the organizer for inviting me for the blogger meeting. The meeting was rather intellectual and one of the kind, and this is going to sound very weird coming from me, but I enjoyed everyone’s intellectual view and the intense debate. It was so much fun. I have forgotten when was the last time a blogger’s meeting was as interesting as this, and I’m actually looking forward for more.

There was many familiar faces, and everyone has so many things to say and time passed by so fast.

The organizer provides dinner, of course, but no one were actually so keen on touching it, cuz perhaps the topic of our conversation was too interesting that we neglect to feed our tummy.

Anyway, below is what the organizer prepared for us talkative chaps.

Apple pies and pineapple pies. I didn’t have a go at these, so I don’t know whether it’s good or not.

Curry puffs and cinnamon rolls. The curry puffs are very spicy, and I had two of these. Not bad at all.

Chocolate danish and some sort of custard puff. The chocolate danish is something to die for. I like it a lot though I thought that it wouldn’t suit my taste buds when I first saw it.

The organizer also prepared some fried rice for us, and most of the bloggers who attended the meet up didn’t even bother to touch it or even eat it.

Most of them claimed that they were on a diet while some others says it doesn’t look appetizing enough, but do you know what I did though I agree with them that it doesn’t look really appetizing?

I brought the container containing the simple fried rice back. To be honest, it doesn’t look appetizing, but hey…why waste food when I could actually improvise it?

I decided to improvise the fried rice by cutting the chicken to bite sized pieces, add some chopped garlic,soya sauce and salt as well as fried eggs. Now, doesn’t it look much better?

The moral of the story here is, never ever let good material goes to waste. If you actually make some effort to improvise, the outcome would have been fantastic, and in this case, yummy and edible. All it takes is just some creativity, passion and patience. Don’t you agree with me, dear readers? It’s such a shame if you let good material goes to waste when it can actually be a yummylicious gourmet.

Cleffairy: Patience, creativity and thinking out of the box is what it takes to make things turn out better than before.

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Pictures can be very deceiving

A picture can paint a thousand words, while a thousand words may not necessarily works the same way. But then again, does pictures portrays the truth? In this modern era where photoshop and picture editing software exists, pictures, can be extremely deceiving and rather dangerous.

Quite a lot of people are fond of posting their pictures online, be it blog, facebook and many other social networking platforms. Sometimes, things are never what they seems. While it is people’s freedom to post their pictures online, I must say that Internet is a dangerous place to be, and not everything you see in pictures posted online is real.

You may see beautiful pictures of beautiful young ladies or cute hunks with pretty 6 packs and sexy V-line on blogs, facebook and whatnot, but you can never be sure that those pictures you saw online are real. More often than not, most pictures are no longer in their original state. In other words, edited to the max.

The vain ones would try to make their pictures look attractive before they plaster it all over the Internet. With a few clicks in photoshop and other picture editing software, one could simply brush away pimples or any other facial blemishes. Plus size people could shed weight within minutes, and people who are not photogenic could look like bombshell who just came out from a glossy magazine photoshoot. Yes, graphic technology made that possible.

There’s nothing wrong in that, of course, but then again, it’s kinda cheating, don’t you think? To edit pictures to the extreme til it has no resemblance to the original ones. To me, it is okay if you’re doing this just for fun and just for your own pleasure, but it is not okay when you are deceiving the public with it and use these sort of skills for your own benefit.

It is much more worst, when one uses this kind of skill to make beautiful pictures of themselves to seduce unsuspecting victims for various reason; money and companionship, especially. Of course, all is fair in love and war… I have nothing to say if people are doing this for ‘love’, but in my opinion, it is extremely unethical when you resort to using fake pictures to attract clients or scam people by using attractive pictures of yourself to earn money when in truth, you look nothing like the pictures you posted online.

It is even more disgusting when such skills are used to defame others…like cutting the picture of one’s head and pasting it into a picture of a naked body. Such things might not be real, but it will damage one’s reputation nevertheless and court unwanted talks, and the one who did it, is entitled to be charged under cyber law.

Many would deny that they photoshop-ed their pictures before they posted it online for various use, but only you know the truth. Maybe you’re speaking truth, maybe not.

Anyway, Internet is a very queer place, and it can be dangerous most of the times, and do keep in mind that nothing is what it seems to be. To believe, or not to believe, to cheat and not to cheat, it is all up to you, but be wary of the consequences.

Cleffairy: For my will is as strong as yours and my kingdom is as great. You have no power over me.

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Cuckoo Delivery

I was napping away when I was rudely awaken from my slumber with the ringing of the doorbells. I was rather irritated, and anxious, because I never once had guests visit me unannounced or without informing me beforehand. I contemplated to ignore the doorbell, but the continuous ringing irritates the hell out of me, so I made my way to the door, only to be greeted by a guy from a courier company.

“Are you Cleffairy?” he asked in a rather strange voice.

And I dumbly nod, and told him almost absent- mindedly that I am indeed Cleffairy. I began to wonder if this is real, because nobody knows how Cleffairy actually looks like, and where she lives. I started to think that this is another one of my weird nightmares, and I was actually prepared to see the delivery guy to transform into those monsters that Power Rangers fought. I was expecting Queen Rita to go “Make my monster grow” on me and the monster will be blown up into a full scale mad godzilla, ready to flatten me.

Then this feller asked me to sign a piece of paper, and handed me a package, while muttering something that sounded pretty much like “Weird name”.

I was flabbergasted of course, cuz it’s not a dream after all, and I don’t get to kick some monster’s ass. But as soon as I saw the package, I immediately knew the culprit who sent it to me, and I cracked up instantly, remembering that someone does intend to send me something. Something kinky, actually. Or rather, I had coerce that particular someone to send me the kinky thing. I had somehow forgotten about it, as it was last year, before Christmas.

It’s Claire’s doing! She’s the culprit. She sent me pasta. Ha ha.She really sent me the pasta. I went inside the house, and rip the packaging open. And looked for the penis she sent to me. LOL…fine…I’ll be honest. I practically ravage the thing, thinking that I’ll be getting some penis to eat…oopss, penis pasta to eat. Talk about impatience…

Apparently, Claire thought that I am still underage. Haha. She wants to protect my innocent eyes and not so innocent mouth from those horrid pastas she ate last Christmas. You see… Claire has always been a mummy figure to me. And so, she must have want to live up to the status. Which mum would send her daughter penises anyway?

There are no penis pasta that I requested. But there’s these…and some chocolate that was  attacked and walloped immediately by the alien in my house. *sigh* I only get to eat one of them. LOL…those aliens in my house are rather hungry, that’s why they immediately have a go at those chocs… or was it pralines? I wasn’t so sure, cuz it melted in my mouth way too fast for me to be able to identify which species it was from.

Cute stuff…. those smiley magnets…I like them a lot. I played with them like a little girl! And who could have thought that Cleffairy is actually capable of giggling?

Thank you Claire. 😀 I like these pressies. I got a Xmas pressie, after all. Albeit a little late. I loved them to bits, especially the magnets. I was really surprised, actually. I have forgotten that I had somehow requested for you to send me the penis pasta. LOL… *hugs* Thank you so much Claire. You made me smile whole day through.

Quote from Cleffairy’s novel in progress: I wish I can give you the world, but it’s not mine. You can have my heart instead. It’s all I have.

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