My aunt in Melbourne makes a killer Lasagne.
Simply awesome!
I had the opportunity to learn from her while I was there during the Easter break. So this will be my first attempt doing it on my own.
Here's the steps:
First, prepare the meat and sauce (minced lamb, diced tomatoes, tomato puree and Leggo's tomato and herb lasagne paste)
Then layer it sequentially with lasagna sheets (sheet, sauce, sheet and sauce again). Break and cover the whole area thoroughly.
Add ham before coating it with the final layer of sauce.
Layer the top with white sauce (butter, flour, full cream milk, water and salt)
Finally top it with shredded cheddar cheese.
Chuck it into the oven to bake (200-250 degrees) till the cheese turns golden. This will take u approximately 30 minutes and..
VOILA!
There you have it, awesome Lasagna ready to be served for your friends and family.
Looks not too bad for beginner right? but note to self:
Less salt next time...
and get a bloody proper baking tray before your Pakistani housemate kills u.
32 Teachers and Tattoos
>> Monday, April 26, 2010
My best friend Cindy just recently got herself a tattoo on her back.
This...plus...
this...
= sexy back.
and my girlfriend Kim is getting hers next, probably some tribal wordings on her leg.
I've gotten one on my neck as well.
Okla, mine's a fake.
I've always wanted to get one a long time ago but to be honest... I have doubts. I still remember what my dad told me when I first got my ear pierced.
"Papa is ok with u piercing. But DON'T get a tattoo". lol...
That was way back when I was 16. As I grew up, the urge to get a tattoo grew too. It's mainly because I've always found a fascination with art on the body. Growing up learning from private art classes and to be an artistic person myself (ceh...not really), I've been drawing tattoos on myself and on my friends since I could remember.
At one point I was even making money from my inmates in National Service from drawing tattoos not only with permanent marker, but also homemade permanent tattoos with needles, thread and pen ink. It was an unruly sight with lots of blood gushing, gnashing of teeth and wailing to go with it. Muahahahaha....*evil laugh*
Seriously...
As I went through that phase of my life and entered the teaching line, I now ask myself the ultimate question... which I would like to ask everyone else too...
What do you think about teachers that have piercings and tattoos?
It has always been a taboo for teachers to have piercing or tattoos as this profession upholds a certain image that we teachers need to conform to. At a certain level, I think that is reasonable..... 10 maybe 50 years ago. But time has changed and people's mentality especially our young children's has changed with it.
What is not acceptable years ago, is now a common practice in our daily life. I wonder...
If we can change from teacher-centred to student-centred
If we can change from rotan to no rotan at all
If we can change from blackboards to LCD projectors
If we can change from text books to laptops
and most importantly,
If we can change from BM to English and back to BM again 0.0
So how many years more do we need to give to accept that teachers don't need to conform to an outdated 50 years ago so called "teacher image".
It's just the matter of time. But I'm gonna start now.
I say WAKE UP and accept that teachers are humans too. We curse and swear among each other (not to students of course.. but how far is that true). We enjoy lewd jokes every once in a while. We watch dirty videos too and also...
We are on FACEBOOK for goodness sake! That's D.E.V.I.L written all over it :P
Anyways to answer my question, I googled up on other's opinions and I particularly love this response.
"I believe the outward appearance has no definition about the persons inside. The person could be the worlds best teacher and could be fully sleeved and gauged to 00's and that wouldn't affect their mind. I am 17 years old, I am about five foot inches tall and a slender (not bone skinny) frame, and I dress modestly, but underneath all my clothing I have three tattoos. Go figure. The person may choose to show themselves as a work of art for an artist of their choice and the art may represent their soul. You should be more worried about how the teacher teaches your child and how good of a person they are on the inside, not about how much ink they have in their skin and how much hole they have developed in their body. Self image is a free thing in this country and I believe that a teacher who is tattooed and pierced is just showing how more optimistic they really are. I believe it shows that they have more than just a square, closed mind. I believe if a person can open up their heart to try something different, it shows they are an even better person." - Pork Chop
That pretty much sums up what I believed about this matter...
and my dream tattoo is 2 rings on the arm. Something like this, but double it and nicer xD
What do you guys think?
Do you think teachers should just stay and conform to who the society moulded and not be who they really are? Why bother risk it just for this silly trivial matters? Why become a teacher if you want to get a tattoo?"
Then whatever happened to 'Don't judge a book by it's cover'?
43 Crazy Housemates Pranked Me....... TWICE !!
>> Saturday, April 24, 2010
Before I move to unit 175, I was actually living at unit 170 with house mates from Hong Kong and Shanghai.
We were one big hot pot enjoying family.
They have been staying at this house for at least a year, so when I moved in, I was the newbie of the house. Conversation with them was not an issue because they can speak with me in English or Mandarin. But they taught me a lot of Cantonese words too. Mainly bad words.
It was summer so my fav word would be:
Hou lan yit ah!
Translation: F***ing hot ah!
It was really fun and 'educational' staying with them.
Put that aside, I actually just want to introduce two weird ones:
Shanghai Selina and Crazy Kit
Selina is known for her innocence. She is very straight/ blur especially in terms of courting and relationship. Sometimes she's in her own world and thinks too much. But most of the times, she's out with us having fun, drinking and clubbing all the way.
Oh ya.. she's a terrific drinker and dancer. I would have posted a video of her dancing when we were playing truth or dare, but I can't seem to find the file.
Maybe next time aite.
This gangster girl is Kit Yau or Kira Yau. She's known for annoying and pissing me off.
Note to self: Never watch ghost movies with her. She will scream and hit anyone closest to her. Be it girl or guy.
Nevertheless, she is a very fun person to hangout with....
But not in her room. She's a pig!
Among the rest, I can say that I'm closest to her. She's practically my big sister. (Kit ar.... miss u leh while writing this)
So now let me tell u how they pranked me last time.
Imagine coming home and the house was all quiet...
I knocked their room doors and nobody answered....
Assuming that they were asleep or dead, I just entered my room, put down my stuff and opened my toilet door
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@%#&&^!!! Shyt!! I was shocked seeing this in my toilet especially with the typical ghost hair like that. The first thing I thought was why Sydney got pontianak =.=
We had a good laugh about it and may I say, well done Selina for pranking me.
I shoo her out of my room and lock the door this time. I was ready to take a bath, so I on the heater and did a little bit of sit ups in front of the mirror while waiting for the hot water.
Out of a sudden the mirror moved...
and a girl started screaming like crazy and cry! which made me scream like crazy too. I was seriously stunned that I remained still after that to absorb what happened.
Kit was f***ing hiding in my closet!!!!!!!!!!!
I am not a person who scares easily, but that was the single scariest moment in my life. My heart raced like mad and my stomach suddenly cramp from the sit ups.
Kit closed the door, remained inside and started to weep because apparently she was more scared than me. She scouted for me from the closet but didn't expect to see me on the floor.
This is the first time I see the pranker got so shocked herself haha.
Seriously they are the craziest housemates anyone could have... Want to know the worst part of the whole incident?
I was completely naked. =.=
FML.
Before anyones asks, let me just justify two things:
1) Kit only got to see my upper body before started screaming.
2) I was ready to take a bath of coz la naked. Don't judge me!
There goes my machoness down the drain :(
20 Welcome to My Humble Home in Sydney
>> Friday, April 23, 2010
I initially wanna take pics of my room for this post, but to hell with it. A video instead would better describe my house so as to give my readers, especially my friends back in Malaysia, a clearer idea of the space.
Just a simple tour ya. Don't get ur hopes up too much.
26 What The Hell Happened To Chris?
>> Tuesday, April 20, 2010
He left his parents...
he left his valentine...
he flew off with his course mates...
he got pampered with food...
and got high on plane...
he found Sydney after 8 hours...
he found his campus village...
and his University ground...
he spent AUD7 (RM23) on his 1st meal here...
and AUD1.80 (RM5.50) on a frikking bottled water...
then came to realize everything here is expensive!
He settled down in his house...
with his crazy house mates...
but soon learnt that its just the beginning...
and that shit happens here all the time.
He had barbecue with the seniors...
he had steamboat...
and a few drinks on occasions...
ya just a little bit...
he basically had a crazy time with the seniors.
Even with the uni villagers...
he had lots of free food every now and then...
lots of free drinks...
lots of activities...
and definitely lots of new friends.
He had fun on orientation week in uni...
He joined Malaysian Student Association, Oversea Christian Fellowship and W.A.N.G Club (Free Hotdogs Club)
and collect free goodies all week round.
and free condoms to put gobstopper candies in...
that's what he called uni life.
He left again, on the train this time...
a small guy in the big city of Sydney...
to head to Chinatown...
to do some growing up...
and to celebrate his first Chinese New Year...
away from home...
he misses home food :'(
But he's got new friends now...
some cool Malaysians...
some crazy Indonesian and Hongkies...
Some sweet Thais
some funny gym-going Mauritius ...
some kick ass cool Aussie
They got each other's back....
literally....
He've gone to so many places with them...
See the world in a broader perspective...
even better and clearer than before...
So really... Blog readers and friends especially has been asking the same question again and again...
What the Hell Happened To Chris?
He's just having the best time of his life.
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