Messing around with the microwave is always fun, provided you know what you’re doing. This serves as something to get rid of my boredom. Maybe you’d like to try doing this too sometimes, if you happen to read this. All you need:

6 tablespoons of butter (or 50 grams), softened or melted.
1/2 cup white sugar (less or more to your liking)
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
1/2 teaspoon almond extract
1 cup floor
4 tablespoons cocoa powder
1/2 cup milk (fresh milk, low-fat milk, whatever)
1/2 teaspoon baking powder
1/4 teaspoon salt
1 egg

You can actually bake this in anything you like, provided they aren’t plastic. And make sure the milk is not cold. Cold milk doesn’t do the butter good, or so I’ve been told all of the time.

Personally, I don’t care much about following orders of which one you have to put in first. I just go ahead and beat the hell out of them in a large mixing bowl. If you prefer a mixer, you can do that too.

Grease your choice of mold with butter and pour the mixture that you’ve beaten. Put it in the microwave, on high power, for about 2 to 5 minutes (or until you think it’s ready). Different microwave, different time. I’d advise you to bake only the amount that you wish to eat as it could harden over a long period of time if exposed. Once you have the mixture, you can store it in the fridge, and bake some whenever you feel like eating.

Still bored? I demand you to check out this video now for great lulz. If you’ve seen this, just laugh anyway.

Lol, I must have been bored when I did all this.

What other names did your parents consider for you?

Hm… My name is Wan Intan Adlina. My name is supposed to be Wan Adlina, though my parents also considered something along the lines of Izzara and�Akmaliza. Adlina (Adl) means justice in Arabic. Since I am the only girl in the family, Mama wanted to call me Intan (which means ‘diamond’ in Malay) at home even though my name would not have ‘Intan’ registered. She wanted to call me ‘Intan’ as some kind of pet name for me.

So the day my Papa went to register my name, my Mama thought my name would be registered as ‘Wan Adlina’. When he returned, though, she said she was more amused than surprised when she saw that he registered me as ‘Wan Intan Adlina’.

=)

I haven’t been writing for a long time. I’m afraid that if I don’t start again now, I might lose my sense of identity completely. So let’s start with small little things first before moving on to longer ones.

These are a few things my mind wondered about the past couple of days. Some of them might not be compliant to what other people think, but these are my words and what I think…

• People are often attracted to the one person most likely to reject them… but sometimes, that’s only because what they know about each other is incomplete.
• Loving someone may mean that you’ll feel pain - it’s a part of the cycle of life, love and loss. In a sense, though, only the things that are painful to lose are worth loving in the first place.
• Nothing in this world is truly black, and of course nothing is truly white as well. We live in shades of grey. When we think that we’re ‘good’ (white), the chances of us having ‘bad’ (black) qualities are higher because we tend to think that they are ‘good’ too when it’s not.
• We are not likely to give up because of our insecurities. Society influences us a great deal. It is only sad how opinion changes because of what other people say instead of our very own judgement of the decision we wanted to make.
• Insecurities do not make people paranoid and fret over things. It’s the fear that other people know about their insecurities that make them paranoid - if they feel this way, they’ll be always conscious as to what others think about them.
• Perfection is overrated. People know for a fact that nothing is ever perfect, but they still cry when something does not turn out perfect in the end.. And then the excuse would always be ‘nothing is perfect’. Perfection, to me, is only about perception, not really the condition of the matter. People only cry over ‘imperfection’ because they are afraid to admit that they’ve made mistakes, hence shouldering the blame on the ‘nature of perfection’.

*sigh*

I have not been writing much lately. Barely two weeks into the lecture, the lecturers have already gave us two assignment tasks - one for Human Development and one for Linguistics. The latter is easier than the former, maybe because it requires both PowerPoint presentation and essay. Requirements for Linguistics assignment are not as rigid as those of HDV in which we are required to read more than 10 books and journals.

On another matter altogether, my friends and I seem to have a sudden liking for taking videos of practically nothing at all. But let me just humour you with this video of us trying to bring a stuff cat alive… and then drown him.

Video Clip: Drown the Cat!