STOP LYNAS

As a green peace nerd as I am today, I have to say, I am, a disappointment for just realizing exactly what LYNAS is.

I haven't have the time to, excuses aside, frankly, I didn't really focus on what's going on to the green lately, as i was, regretfully, addicted to some TV Series.

LYNAS causes radiation of some sort, which, the government took the project from Australia, stupidly, thinking they could make money from whatever they're doing.


So, pardon my language, LYNAS, STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM MALAYSIA, and government, for the sake of the people -hope I won't get into jail for this- use what you're born with (your brain, if you still don't get what I'm trying to say) and stop them.

Sweat, glowsticks, cameras and crowd.

Avril Lavign came to town.

And so sweating was a must. With my longest friend (12 years of friendship!), still going strong.

And I bumped into wenjun! Havent seen him in a while! :D

Makes me smile every time.

Say hi to my friend. 

 When I was cutting out the papers.

What to do? 

Shepherd Chicken Pie

Parents went up North today, so I got the chance of taking over the kitchen. After a war with the maid (which didn't really happen), me and a friend of mine started attacking the kitchen. 

I went to gojee.com for recipe, which, the recipe is superbly usable, Shepherd Chicken Pie @ Food&Whine (click for the website). Though we didn't use some of the recipe as we can't find some of them (onion powder) and we ignored the sour cream (frankly, I hated it), and we changed beef to chicken, and some other recipe to suit our taste. 

Since my 12.1megapixel camera is taking a vacation from its battery, I tried my best with a 5megapix camera phone.

After 5 minutes of me screaming: COME LOOK! IS THE CHICKEN COOKED YET?!, 

Shepherd Chicken Pie, without the toppings.

The fluffy mash potato, that oddly, looks a lot like rice.

Covering the pot up,

and into the oven it goes!

After 25 minutes of sauna in the oven, the pie is finally done! 

now, DROOL! 

Accompanied by Orange Vodka Cocktail my friend fixed up, dinner was a success!

Sister was scraping the sides of the pot for mashed potato, screaming for more. Success by the first try, I'm contented.

Credit goes to my-friend-who-must-not-be-named who whipped up the wonderful cocktail and boiled the potato, and my maid who chopped all the onions and chicken, cause honestly, I sucked at it.