Ha, in the midst of preparing for my articulation n phonological disorders exams, I have discovered some new-found obsessions or rather interests. Firstly, you gotta try Philly's strawberry cream cheese spread. Oh man, it is Soooo good. Yeah, they say spread it on bagels and all that jazz, but I like to just eat it by the spoonfuls. It taste just like strawberry cheese cake, only creamier, richer, cheesier and I don't have to bake it!

Secondly, I am into washing pillows. I am into washing sheets and pillow cases on a regular basis, and I do wash my pillows occasionally. But, man, I did it again today and I wonder why haven't I been doing it on a more than occasional basis. Put some bleach, pour some liquid softener, let it wash in the machine and dry in the dryer. Wow... warm, fluffy and smells like bleach. I love BLEACH!

Ok, bleach is my third obsession. the smell is almost intoxicating.

 

So everyone out there, go read the washing labels on your pillows and start washing them. 
And as it is washing, sit down and just eat strawberry cream cheese spread by the spoonfuls.

 

Just a quick note before I head out.

The past few mornings have been really nice and chilly. It sorta says "fall is coming."
I love it. My eyes will still be half-shut, my thoughts are still in bed, but this nice morning chill never fails to wake me up and gives me that extra perk to get my workout done and have a great day.

I have been awake at 5 a.m., out the door and in the gym by 5:30. And nope, I don't really feel tired or sleepy during the day. However, I do need a cup of coffee to keep me going. But once I get going, it just keeps going until it is time for bed.

I guess this is one thing good about not working at the newspaper anymore. I get to be the morning bird and I get to go to bed by 10 p.m.
And I do have control over my Saturdays and Sundays. And I get to cook dinner and sit down to savor every bite in the evening, at a table, with people I love.

It is already midweek and before you know it, the weekend will be here in a jiffy.

Today will be a better day than yesterday. Keep that attitude and it will all be just fine.

 

 

 

it is still very much the same. Confusion with a slight tinge of apprehension. I wonder when will all these make sense.

Trying to keep up with all the readings on top of other responsibilities is definitely a challenging task, but I guess, we all have to manage somehow.
I am usually in school by 8 a.m. until about 5 p.m. It does seem like a full time job. I guess I have to count my blessings that it is a good thing that I am no longer working. And not to mention the copious amount of readings and assignments to complete.

Little pleasures in life do help in destressing and keeping me sane. A visit to the International Student Office to see a familiar face or two helps a whole lot in easing my anxiety. Cooking supper in the evenings helps me forget about school for a little while. Writing this helps me throw it out there and not suppress it inside me.

I guess eventually, everything will make sense.

It might be only a week, but I sure do feel like I am ready to graduate again. :)

 

It is a whole lot of information gushing into my tiny little head -- Where to go, what to do, what paper to get, what journals to read, what topic to research and write on.

I am still trying hard to condense those information and store them in its appropriate section of my brain.
And the papers and the forms and all the things that require us to sign our lives away, I can't even keep track of.

Tomorrow will be clearer and better, right?

It is all in your attitude.
And, I am truly happy to be back to be a regular student!

 

This might be it.
Sometime during my peaceful sound sleep, I had a dream.
Yeap, a dream about yong tau hoo --- the crispy deep-fried tau kee or wanton, constrasting with the silky soft tau hoo, all filled with fish paste, drizzled with sweet sesame deep maroon sauce. Ahhhhh...
That woke me up, my stomach making a low growl as if it is reprimanding me for not feeding it yong tau hoo for the longest time.
Oh man... that image of yong tau hoo in my dream keeps replaying in my mind. And right now, I can faintly taste it. Yummy.

I woke up and settled for something less. I had my teh see. (tea with sugar and evaporated milk)
Still, it is never the same.

 

 

Two weeks plus of sheer enjoyment has ended just like the snap of the finger.

It certainly has been a relaxing short break from work and from school. I sucked in as much "Singaporeanism" as possible from my bestest of the best friend who has flew all the way to Rusty Ruston to see me.

We baked and cooked a whole lot -- A recreation of assam fish, had an awesome bbq with lots of good ol' smokey chicken. Made some apple strudel with lots of apples, raisins, walnut and cinnamon, and baklava and cheesecake and ... .