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Thursday, October 17, 2013

[FAIL] How To Make Pancakes Like Auntie Rara


  • 4 1/2 tablespoons of flour (this is called 1 cup, but I don't think my mugs is the size of 1 cup)
  • 1 tablespoon sugar
  • 1/4 teaspoon baking soda
  • 1/4 teaspoon vanilla-ey-watery-thingy (from that small bottle you buy in a supermarket)
  • 1 egg (bigger is better)
  • 3 tablespoons milk
  • 2 tablespoon oil
  • a few sprinkles of cinnamon powder
Required Tools:
  • 2 bowls (small)
  • 1 small pan (and then realising you don't have a small pan, so you used a big pan. you'll regret this)
  • a whisk or a fork or a chopstick, depending on your chosen level of difficulty
  • a sieve (depending on how fail you are)
  • spatula
  • ladle (or giant spoon)
  • plate

  1. Choose Level of difficulty, [Easy] (whisk), [Medium] (fork) or [Insane] (chopstick). I will assume that you'll proceed on [Easy]. Alter directions accordingly.  
  2. Put all the dry powdery stuff into 1 bowl (flour, sugar, baking soda), pretend like you're making any progress by attempting to mix all the white stuff together. Give up after a maximum of 5 stirs, lol. 
  3. Put all the wet sticky oily stuff into the 2nd bowl (vanilla-thingy, milk, oil) and crack the egg in. Panic because you can't tell if you've put any eggshells in too. Berate your existence and promise yourself to never be so stupid again, only to repeat the same mistake the next time. Sadly mix all the things together, then angrily because the oil hates the egg. 
  4. Dump the contents of the 2nd bowl into the 1st bowl slowly through the sieve in anticipation of catching any egg shells. Realise that there is a tiny lump of egg shell in the bottom of the 1st bowl stuck to the bottom. Regret using the sieve because the egg white can't stop having sex with the sieve. Scrape the egg white off disapprovingly like a parent.
  5. Attempt to drop a few bits of cinnamon powder into the bowl, accidentally add too much, then try failingly to scoop up as much brown powder as possible without breaking out into tears. 
  6. Mix the dry and wet stuff together angrily. This is where you will regret your decision if you chose [Medium] or [Insane]. 
  7. After you're done questioning your existence and survival in this cruel world thus far, take the ill-sized pan, wash it, and put it on the stove. Wait for the blobs of water to bubble, then realise you need to get a spatula and ladle
  8. Attempt to pour a little bit of oil on the pan, then realise you poured too much. You guiltily look around for passers-by and pour the extra down the drain or into an empty bowl. 
  9. Wait for the oil to heat up a bit, then drop a bit of the mixture into the oil to test. Accidentally drop too much and end up making your first pancake drenched in oil despite the fact that you already drained most of your fail-oil just now. 
  10. Proceed to add bits of pancake mix to your ill-sized pan because your pancake is in a weird shape, wishing you chose something smaller.
  11. When bubbles appear, attempt to flip the pancake, but realise that you added too much mixture towards the end and the top is still wet. It also sticks to your spatula. Your curse yourself. Eventually, you get to flip the pancake, but not before making the bottom charred. 
  12. There, you finished your first pancake, 1 side charred, one side unevenly brown. Dump it onto a plate. 
  13. Attempt to make the next few pancakes, hopefully less fail. Dump the rest onto the plate. 
  14. Cry and think about your life as the oil drips downwards and pools on the bottom of the plate. 

  1. Take fork and grab a bit of pancake
  2. Put part into mouth
  3. Choke on excessive cinnamon. 
  4. Cry. 
  5. Repeat until finish, or until you throw up. 

And there you go! How to make pancakes!


Written in blood @ 3:42 AM

Singaporean Bras, I hate you.

I hate buying bras in Singapore because they're either really expensive or fits badly. 

The pretty ones are A or B cups. If you find one pretty, it's probably A cup, B cup or expensive. 

The cheap ones either gives your boobular area a weird shape or are sold 3 for $10 in beige with granny lace. Most of the time, those granny brassieres have band sizes, but doesn't come in different cup sizes for each band size. Obviously, every band size below 32 must be a A cup, and every band size above 34 must be a B cup.

Department stores sell bras, but they are expensive. Seriously, 1 bra is going to cost more than a pair of high heel shoes? 2 bras for $49 is not a sale, it's a ripoff. And I don't need to talk about specialty shops that specifically manufacture lingerie, because you already know that they are expensive as can be for all that superior technology that went into making that brassiere.

If China can sell bras that fit well with even without a molded cup, meaning that it's purely great cutting and the force of gravity and liquidity of your breasts at work, and are sold at prices lower than dresses and shirts, I don't see why Singapore can't.

And don't even think about the cost of import, shopkeeping and other things related to retail, because those are the same problems faced by other retailers too. 

Ridiculous, really.

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Written in blood @ 3:26 AM

Sunday, May 5, 2013

[Sakurasou no Pet na Kanojo] & [Temasek Polytechnic Japanese Cultural Group]

I love how the people of Sakurasou remind me of the people of TPJCG. Comments from people from outside JCG (and even people from other Polytechnics' Japanese Cultural-based clubs/groups) about how TPJCG people are weirdos and the such, but yet the camaraderie we can achieve (as long as we have a reason to fuel it). A lothas changed and yet many things will stay the same. I dislike the problems surrounding JCG, but at the same time I'm sure I've caused a few problems and solved a few problems too. I love how my life has been changing over these last 3 to 4 years because of the Otaku community and JCG, and I don't want any of this to end.

And the Assist Comm everyone has been playing a part in building, I am grateful to everyone who've ever caused problems for us and solved problems for us too. Assist Comm wouldn't be my family if there wasn't ups and downs. And it doesn't matter to me if you've joined us late, joined us a little too early, left us already or hasn't joined us yet because as long as you know it in your heart, you are a part of Assist Comm (to me at the very least).

皆、愛しています!ずっと愛している!!!今までありがとうありがとう、日本文化部 と 日本文化部のアシーストコッム!
(Everyone, I love you! I'll always love you!!! Thank you for everything thus far, JCG & JCG's Assist Comm!)

Even though I am graduating from TP, I don't ever want to graduate from JCG.


Written in blood @ 3:43 AM

Monday, June 4, 2012


Suddenly feeling empty all of a sudden. Anyway, I need to change my blogskin... Eventually. Or shut it down. I don't really know what I should do with this.

Shutting it down... May not be the best idea, since most of my teenage years are reflected in here and... that other one. Teenage Rara seems happier and has a much better mood. I feel sad for myself that I'm becoming less jovial.

But then again, Teenage Rara seems happy all the time, but is sad most of the time inside. The current Rara doesn't really show her joy as much, but she's content most of the time.

The current Rara is also a little more self controlled, in a way. Is this... growing up...?
Written in blood @ 3:43 AM

Saturday, February 18, 2012

Another dimension does not equate to a parallel universe.

A parallel universe is one whereby a different set of actions causes a turn of events and thus creates a whole new world in its entirety and repercussions of said actions. An alternate dimension is a world whereby the 3 vectors currently known to man has been expanded or reduced, of which may have the same chain of events as the current world of which man knows of, yet may be perceived differently due to the nature of the increase or decrease in number of dimensions in said alternative world.
Written in blood @ 2:33 PM

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Oh rara you lazy ass

Oh. Maybe not. Maybe just busy I guess...?

Haven't had proper sleep in the past few months because of school. I'M SO GLAD YOU LIVE SO CLOSE TO SCHOOL. YAY FOR FALLING ASLEEP UNDER THE LEAF AND SNORING MY ASS OFF :D

I haven't updated on my life in so long because... well, nothing's happening to my life. Maybe a few events. A few prop making sessions. Maybe a few almost sleepless nights. Maybe a few camps. Maybe TERM BASED SUBJECTS OTL. Srsly, wtf, term based sucks balls. :<

Been really really really tired recently. So tired. Gah. Well, at least I still FB and talk to people once in a while.

Made lots of awesome food recently. I guess I have your previous teachings to thank, I guess. It's costing me a lot of money though. I think I'd rather go back to having an unrefined taste instead. The ALMOST vegetarian rara is SO MUCH MORE LOW MAINTENANCE. LIEK SRSLY.

Being so busy and so much of a procrastinator I've completely forgotten about my intentions of sending back your stuff. Until I saw them at BLIC. Ahh, they're such nice people. I hope you're taking care of them. And then shortly after that day I was immersed in work AGAIN and I completely forgotten about it again. And oh hey, it's your birthday. ._. Shit. It's been a year already? Well, almost or over a year, I guess, depending on where you want to start counting where it all fell apart.

Anyway~ Another school term is starting... And moar stuff to learn! Liek, wao. I just want to get everything over and done with so I can be a jolly little lump of yay instead of MEHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Ahh, jolly rara is good. JOLLY RARA IS HAPPY. I DON'T LIEK MEHHHHHHHHHHHH RARA. IT'S NOT GOOD FOR HEALTH.

Speaking of health. My health is in probably the worst shape ever right now. Srsly. WORST. SHAPE. EVAR. I guess the people around me aren't doing much better. SYITH, PLEASE START LISTENING TO WHAT ME AND EDWIN HAS BEEN TELLING YOU ABOUT. STOP SACRIFICING YOUR HEALTH FOR OUR SAKE. YOU NEED TO PUT YOURSELF FIRST. DAMNIT.


Edwin's starting to become more naggy than our moms combined. IT'S A SIGN.

Hmm... What else do I have to add? Ahh, yes. Did you know that apples in karei sauce taste awesome? Not tomatoes though.

Written in blood @ 4:03 AM

Monday, July 18, 2011

In Hotmail, recently there's been a bug that prevents us from creating new rules for sorting new messages.

I've figured out a way to solve this problem using the browser GOOGLE CHROME.

Everyone's link for this fix is DIFFERENT, so I can't spoon feed you the exact links to click, but I can guide you step by step.

1. Go to the mail website @ mail.live.com
2. Go to the top right hand corner where your name is and open the drop down menu / dialogue.
3. Click Options.
4. On the left sidebar, click on Mail Options.
5. Second column under Customizing Hotmail > Rules for sorting new messages
6. There's two irritating buttons, namely "New" and "Delete"
7. Here's why you need Google Chrome. Right click on "New" and in the dialogue that comes up, click "Inspect Element".

The inspect element menu will come out at the bottom of the window.
What you will see HIGHLIGHTED is something like this:

< input id="NewFilter" type="button" name="NewFilter" class="UiButton" value="New" onclick="$BSI.navigateTo('EditRule.aspx?n=XXXXXXXXXX');" >

XXXXXXXXXX is a series of numbers and will vary each time you create a new rule.

Double click on the line of text after "onclick"
and copy "EditRule.aspx?n=XXXXXXXXXX"

Your current URL should look like this:


Replace "ManageRules.aspx?n=XXXXXXXXXX" with "EditRule.aspx?n=XXXXXXXXXX".

Please thank me if this helped. ^^


Written in blood @ 10:44 AM