Friday, September 28, 2007

My apartment. The one on the third floor. It is quite nice to stand on the balcony at night, sipping a beer or red wine while watching people walked by. The building is actually very old. Maybe a hundred years old.




To get to my place, walk though this dorm, which is a typical design in houses here



Press the security code and enter the door.



Do you freak out when u need to walk through the stairs of this status? I did when i first came. It is dark, air is still and most of the time, without lights. When it is pitch dark when i return home after partying, just use my handphone to shine on the steps for some light. Trust me, it is not that scary after all. But it was a culture shock when i first came. Our life in Singapore is just too good right? Corridors and lights are taken for granted



The way to my apartment :)



The door to my apartment!





Ta Da! My apartment looks so nice..i love it so much. So different from the outside! So..dun judge a book by its cover



My kitchen. Where i now spend quite a substantial time. I actually learn how to cook and begin to like cooking.



Cam whoring with my packet of laksa paste. The latest food that i tried to cook. The difficulty is like 3/5 cause you have to make stock of the chicken breast bones



End Result of my laksa. No coconut milk, made do with fresh milk. So not as good but overall....



Good job, Keetzai!



Everything has gone into my stomach!