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Sunday, February 17, 2013

丟不掉




李白說 借酒消愁愁更愁
他們卻說 當酒精下肚 愁被分解 自在逍遙
不懂的我曾問你 酒好喝嗎?

酒好喝嗎? 現在的我依然不懂
不懂爲何你愛喝那奇怪的液體 
我並非未曾嘗試 只是當它滑過舌頭 從舌尖到喉嚨
苦澀的滋味不肯放過舌頭味蕾
然後穿腸以後的灼熱慢慢攻擊身體的每一個細胞
只要一小口 我就狠狠被打敗

可我怎麽不懂 你害怕思念
思念家 思念家鄉 思念我

當我們說再見以後
當再一次見可以是七天 十四天 三十天
當我佇立 望著你車子離去 我在想你是否已經開始思念?
當我轉身 望著前方 我在想你是否看著我瘦小背影開始心疼?

我很忙 忙收拾 忙適應 忙把思念丟掉
思念家 思念家鄉 思念你 

然而丟不掉 那就緊緊捉牢
因爲思念的人總被寂寞纏繞 
丟不掉 丟不掉




Saturday, December 29, 2012

Early Market: The Eye Opener

Visiting the market on weekends was one of my vivid memories I have with grandparents. Yes, the wet market. In Penang, we have lots of popular wet markets where you can see hawker stalls line up, selling all types of breakfast you would want. Beef, pork, seafood, fruits, vegetables, flowers and poultry are sold under one roof, so it basically provides everything you want. 

Last Sunday, me and the boyf visited a market of hometown which is totally different from those I used to visit when I was small. It has been awhile since I last visited a wet market. So excited I was.

Please no show me on your blog. Okay.


Ootd.

One of the reasons why I wanted to visit this market is the attraction of this little stall. Born and bred in Penang has caused me to lost some awesome 'kampung' childhood, that is why I can barely differentiate a chick and a duckling. Erm, I mean what is the difference between them except duck has a protruding duckbill?


the owner


Okay, I know these are chicks.



Out of focus.

Ducklings.

RM 20/25 per rabbit. (Quite expensive I suppose?!)


Guinea Pig!

Normally, you can see red or green sprayed chicken but not on that day...


Spotted: Kill a ikan keli in one second. Not so humane way but he can do it fast.




I have never seen people selling petai.

Then here comes my favourite Murtabak. It was around 9am and we had to queue for 30 minutes to finally get our order. The queue was long and that tells how good the murtabak is. 





 Spotted: All kinds of ikan bilis. I never knew you can have that much of variety!

Ikan masin.

How can a breakfast without kuih?
Fav curry puff.

Apom.

This is called Dangai.

Keropok, not a big fans tho.


His fav.


This is Apom Sarawak.

We have bought enough food and time to get back to enjoy :)

Happy girl with all the food.



And we are so near to welcoming the year of 2013. (Thank God the world is still alive and we are still here.)
Before it is too late, I would like to send my wishes to all who is reading. 
May your new year be blessed with love, peace, cheer and excitement.
Of course, I pray that you will gain some wisdom and courage in overcoming all the challenges that you might be encountered. 
Also, humbly, I hope the not-so-popular adzuki.blogspot.com has brought you some joyness throughout the year; may it be a food post, an emo post, an event post or even all sort of ranting. 
I (hope I ) have grown a little day by day together with this blog, and I promise to work harder on it to bring you the best I can.

'Having a new soul is the object of the new year.' 
Smile to the new year, everyone!






Saturday, October 20, 2012

Dear You

This is always the moment I terrify the most; terrify, fear, afraid. Any negative words you would want to substitute, my feeling is beyond them.

I often question myself, why did I make the choice I made years ago? Even you question it. You always do. But the optimistic of mine answers it. There's a sound that gives me a hint, telling me that when God shuts a door, He opens another. I knew it. Somehow I think it was the right decision made, for you, for me. For both of us.

330 kilometers costs three hours and a half, and also the much appreciated effort. And this is something in you that has made the distance shorter, and the heart fonder. 

You are the only person in the world, other than my parents, that will give your love to me wholeheartedly. And as I always say, you are the most precious gift that God has blessed me with. 

Dear you, everything you do make my life worthwhile.



Friday, February 10, 2012

又是个重色轻友的季节















离开城市,我独自坐上巴士, 那是个寂寞的夜晚,却很实在;离开家乡,抱着一份信念,带着一份希望。体验着不同城市的故事, 欣赏不同的风景。我知道 有一种简单的幸福 叫珍惜。