Honey Soy Norwegian Salmon

After what seemed to be months…(okay, it was weeks) my little lunch box series is back! I woke up half an hour earlier today to pan-fry the salmon. It was easy as my mom had already make macaroni for breakfast so that was my source of carbs in my lunch box. All I had to do was prep the vegetables and cook the salmon.


Trick to cooking what you see in my picture in under 30 minutes : Use two stoves. One stove to boil your vegetables & carbs in salted water while you cook your fillet.


190 grams of Norwegian salmon fillet
1 tablespoon of honey (you can use agave nectar)
5 tablespoons of light soy sauce
2 cloves of garlic (minced or chopped)
A dash of cayenne powder

Olive oil
Toasted sesame seeds (optional)

  1. To work on the marinade for the salmon, in a ziplock bag or a container, mix the light soy sauce, honey, minced garlic and cayenne powder until the honey is dissolved. Add the chicken in and let it rest in the fridge for at least 30 minutes. Don’t leave it in the fridge for more than an hour as this will then burn the outside when you pan-fry it.
  2. Heat up your pan and put olive oil. Gently place your salmon fillet into the pan on low heat and let it cook. Glaze each side of the salmon with the marinade as you cook it (About 7 minutes per side of the meat depending how thick the fish is).
  3. In the another saucepan, cook your desired vegetables in the lightly salted boiling water. (I used edamame and sweet corn)
  4. Once your fillet is done, sprinkle toasted sesame seeds on the top of your fillet.
  5. In your lunchbox, rest your salmon fillet. Serve it with whatever form of carbs you want. (Quinoa, bread, pita, tortilla etc.) and with whatever vegetables you wish.

PS : It was fast and so simple that if you were rushing, you could marinade your salmon and place it in the fridge while you get dressed and ready for work! (Because that’s what I did :D)

The fervour love.

My university classmate messaged me last week and told me something that I never expected :

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I wasn’t close to her and we’re just mere friends. She texted me asking where I got my scuba diving license from and when I realized that she wanted to be like me…I was touched. I wanted to ask her “Why me though?” then I realized that I was the one that she could relate to seeing that I no longer have a boyfriend and I go on all these adventures. She wanted to be as happy as I am. Steph, if you’re reading this, I have my moments where I would break down and cry but it was the thought of ‘Hey Winnie, you got this!’ that keeps me going. I’m glad you spoke to me and thank you for allowing me to strengthen the courage in you to do what you want to do. Go be happy, Steph! You deserve it! ♥

2015 was a rough year and part of 2016 was hell for me too. Friends and family saw me fell apart this year where I no longer knew how to mend myself anymore. The only thing I knew what to do was to pack my little back pack into the car and escape for a little while. 35 days in Melbourne in December 2015 to January 2016 taught me one important thing :

Love yourself.

This year when I fell apart and hit more than just rock bottom, I went away for a little while alone. Falling apart was the most horrifying thing that has ever happened to me even though I am only 22 years old. I was too busy loving everyone else around me that I forgotten what it’s like to love myself. Truthfully, I gave all the love I have within me and there wasn’t anything left for me. So out of fear and desperation (mostly desperation), I traveled alone.

People don’t see the tranquility into traveling alone and this was what I learned when I was on the beach in Melbourne last year. Traveling alone doesn’t make you a loner. In fact, you get to love yourself even more because this time…you actually have the time to do so. Slowly, I picked myself back up and I did what I love without the fear of wondering what others taught of me.

Diving, doing back flip somersaults off the boat, blasting music in the car and singing horribly, surfing, skateboarding, running, swimming, painting, drawing, writing, driving aimlessly, reading, jumping on hotel beds, burying myself in fluffy white hotel pillows, praying when I feel alone….the list goes on. These are the little things I did ; I began loving myself. I even wrote on the bathroom mirror of a hotel with the 3 most powerful words : “You are enough.”

3 words, in my pink L’Oreal lipstick ; were all that I needed on that Saturday morning when I felt insecure with myself. I kept myself busy with work and doing what I love. I cut out negative people in my life and only kept the precious ones. Then, I was told this by a friend :

Win, it’s your time now. It’s time to do you, baby girl. Don’t worry about me or your other friends. I’m sure we’re all doing fine. You’ve been there for us all these years and time. So it’s time for us to be there for you. Go do you, baby girl. Go be happy. Keep slaying in life. If you do find yourself crying, you have us. You have your family too. I really do believe that some day, when a man loves you, he’ll be the luckiest person alive. For now, don’t stop being you. Someone will love you for who you are. Thank you for showing me that I no longer have to be afraid of being myself.

And I honestly did what I love and what makes me happy. I became even more grateful with how life has been treating me. I enjoy my job too! I told my parents how blessed I’ve been. If I have one thing to tell you, dear reader, is that sometimes we’re so fixated on the bad things in life, we forget about the little happy things. Treat people like how you want to be treated. Be kind to people and be gentle with yourself. Give love and learn to forgive the ones who have done you wrong. Believe me when I say this as I’ve hit the solid ground of hell’s rock bottom where I gave up on myself. I urge you to do what makes you feel sane and calm again, even if it means getting a cup of hot chocolate or showering. Do it. Loving yourself isn’t horrible ; for you, are beautifully flawed stitched together with good intentions. Loving yourself isn’t selfish. In fact, it’s bravest thing you could ever do.

So, love yourself in ways only you know how because at the end of the day, you’ve only got you. If you’re ever in doubt, just look at me. I’m your living proof that you don’t have to fear about being yourself and that you can love yourself.




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It’s Not Always Greener On The Other Side

Last week taught me one thing : The grass isn’t always greener on the other side.

It’s a little over a month since I’ve started my job. I got the job due to the CXO Apprentice challenge that I participated in. 880 Malaysian applicants applied globally and the company only chose 44. 44 of us were then placed for this challenge to build an app and we were separated into groups of 4. Out of the 44, only 24 were chosen again. I was one of the final 24. There are only 8 Chief Officers in the company and so, whoever got the best out of the interviews from the COs will work with the COs for an entire year ; being their apprentice.

Clearly, I didn’t make the final 8 but I was in the top 24. I was bitter about it because after all the effort and time invested into the program, I didn’t get it. The company then offered me another position and I got hired. Last week at my division’s Team Building Camp, I told my friend & colleague, Shu Li, how thankful I am for being there at camp and not at Bangkok with the other apprentices. Needless to say, I was glad I didn’t chosen to the the final 8.

I realized that the grass really isn’t always greener on the other side. I found that the grass on my side is pretty green too. At camp, I laughed and had so much fun. Yes, I don’t earn as much as the apprentices do and I don’t get the luxury to travel overseas. And I don’t get the ‘fame’ they get at the office but…I get to do more interesting things rather than just shadowing someone. I bonded with people from my division and I learned a lot.

Mummy was right when she told me that sometimes we’re so focused on the other side, we forget that we should be thankful for what we have. I took a step back and looked around. I realized how blessed and loved I’ve been lately by my little team. Now, I’m not longer bitter about it anymore but instead, grateful.



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Things To Tell Self :

” (Just know that right now I’m wearing sweatpants and an old purple bikini top with a chilled bottle of Riesling alongside a half filled wine glass sit next to me on the wooden table. It’s 2 am and I’m writing this in a hotel room by the beach with my favorite song playing out loud because I desperately needed to escape.)

A broken heart changes you. The nights that you fall apart and all those mornings you spent gluing back the pieces, praying that it will last. I don’t know how people do it but I don’t have much when it comes to it. All I have is just things I’ve learned from enduring pain. The hurt that comes the pain of a broken heart is soul-engulfing ; almost like a massive black hole sucking every ounce of you. As I sit here on this king size bed with fluffy white pillows, I came to a realization that this is what it means to have a heart. To feel to love and to have it broken.

Love is supposed to make you feel scared yet it’s a comforting feeling. Love is flawed and it’s difficult. Love only when you’re ready not because everyone’s in a relationship and you’re not. Do it because you want to, not cause you need to. Love isn’t a job and it’s not a burden. It brings joy yet it brings energy. No doubt it’s going to eat you up but enduring pain is about the journey in building yourself. Settle for someone who you can have deep conversations with ; The kind where it’s soul satisfying. Settle for someone who reads. If a man feels inferior just because you’re building your empire, just know that you’re much better off without him. Take your time because it’s not a competition. Above all, love yourself. You are capable of loving again. Maybe the next one isn’t going to turn out how you planned it to be and that’s okay. No relationship is perfect. You’re not entitled to demand for perfection when you’re so flawed. Embrace your scars and the pain will eventually go.

There will be days where you’re going to miss getting forehead kisses or having a warm hand to hold yours. There will be days where you’ll see couples around you and there’s a spike of bitterness within you. There will be nights where you’ll ask yourself what is wrong with you that no man wants to love you. Don’t let these moments be the reason why you should be in a relationship. This is not how love works. You don’t love a man because he gives you forehead kisses. You love him for the soul that lives within him. You love him because despite all the flaws he has, you chose to love him. I wouldn’t trade all these pain and hurt for something else because I am who I am today for all these scars I have. I learned from all of them. Everything they left behind, they taught me ; they’re stitched together with good intentions.

I could go on but my eyelids are heavy as sleep calls. Exhaustion has settled in. So…Breathe, baby girl. Feel that heart of yours that is beating. Love that soul of yours that lives within you. Be you and love you.”

Skinny Alfredo with Spiced Chicken Strips Lunchbox

More from my lunchbox series. These past 2 weeks, I’ve been eating out most of the time and my carbonara craving has been strong. So I’ve opted to make a skinny Alfredo ; which means instead of using heavy or double cream, I’ve substitute it with milk.

Trick to cooking what you see in my picture in under 20 minutes : Use two stoves. One stove to boil your spaghetti (you can use wholegrain or semolina pasta if you prefer) in salted water while you cook your chicken.


(This recipe caters for two)


200 grams of chicken breast (cut into strips)
1 1/2 teaspoons of paprika
1 1/2 teaspoons of cumin
1 teaspoon of chili powder (if you like it spicy, you could add more)
1 tablespoons of Worcestershire sauce
A pinch of brown sugar
A dash of turmeric

The Alfredo : 
1 cup of chicken stock
1 cup of milk (you could use skimmed or low-fat)
1 large clove of garlic (chopped or minced)
50 grams of cheese (any you want)
1 teaspoon of flour
Virgin olive oil

Toppings : Waitrose  Cooks’ Ingredients – Lemon & Pepper Crust


  1. To work on the marinade for the chicken, in a plate, rub paprika, cumin, chili powder, turmeric, sugar, salt and pepper on the meat. Add in the Worcestershire sauce and let the chicken rest in the fridge for at least 30 minutes.
  2. In a saucepan, add olive oil and the garlic. Let the cook for 2 minutes and sprinkle the flour. Gradually add in chicken stock and let it simmer. Then add in your milk and cheese.
  3. In a pan, add olive oil in again. Gently place your chicken breasts into the pan on low heat and let it cook. (About 7 minutes per side of the meat depending how thick the meat is. You can always cut it into strips which are easier to cook.)
  4. In your lunchbox, rest your chicken on a bed of spaghetti (or whatever form of carbs you desire, really. Quinoa, bread, pita, tortilla etc.) and serve cherry tomatoes and raisins or sultanas.
  5. Sprinkle with Waitrose Cook’s Ingredients – Lemon & Pepper Crust for a little crunch and serve!



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From the 14th to the 21stbof August, I’ve been showered with ample amount of love. Thank you everyone who made my birthday week the best. The gifts, hugs, calls, messages etc. that I’ve received proved that I’ve been so blessed. 

Thank you for making my birthday a memorable one. I don’t know how to thank you enough. Another year older ; and one year of a roller coaster ride. Here’s to being finally 22 and adulthood.

Project R E C O V E R Y by Feeding The Hungry Photographer

“These pictures I’ve taken of people, have stories behind them. Each of us have stories that we don’t tell people. We’re afraid of exposing our vulnerability and expressing ourselves. I take pictures because to me, a picture really does tell a thousand words. The first time I held a camera, I was a child and I was so happy when I followed my father to develop the films. I would sit patiently in the shop and waited until I got all the photographs developed. This is the last picture for tonight.

No one told you how difficult it is to be strong when everything is falling apart. When I fell apart, Winnie was the only one who extended her hands and lifted me up. She fought my monsters and demons away when I no longer had the strength to do so. The lives she had touched ; the ones she had inspired, I hope that they never take her for granted. I watched her break down and fall apart more than once and with whatever strength she had, she still lifted herself up. Only 21 years old and Secretly, she bares more scars than most people I know. In this photograph, you see a very happy person with her bare face who defines strength and that itself, is beauty. At the age of 15, she talked me down from jumping off the ledge and I am who I am today because of her. Yes, she’s not a model or an Ivy League grad but she is one really amazing person that I bet, so many people are grateful they’ve became friends with her ; not just me. Recently, she fell apart but it hit her hard. Yet slowly, she lifted herself back up again with the little ounce of strength left in her and she continued fighting.

The 3 important lessons that Win taught me were :

  1. Never be ashamed of who you are and what you like.
  2. Forgiveness, kindness and love don’t cost a thing. So forgive, always be kind and love ; for your heart was made for it.
  3. You, are enough. Keep fighting for you, are worth it.

I end my yearly project with this photograph that has been beautified by strength. She’s your living proof that you’re strong enough to pull through and that you can keep fighting. Chapter 21 : Strength, Project R E C O V E R Y by Feeding The Hungry Photographer. Thank you.”



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