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You can call me Leslie.

I'm a Cancerian, '90

I dream and fantasize a lot.

I love photography.

I might just be a celebrity chef one day.

I am an animal lover.

I am health conscious sometimes.

I am not interested in people with no dining etiquette.






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    Wednesday, July 22, 2009
    MoonBiscuit . Leshi

    Eunice and I had our virgin attempt at Mooncake and it was terrible. AHA! I don't call it the Mooncake, I call it the MoonBiscuit! But I have better recipes now - just gotta try again cos I don't wanna fail the project.

    My name was spelled wrongly on my WACS card. It's spelled as Leshi. WTF right? Chef blamed me for my handwriting, I blamed it on the stupidity of the clerk cos he/she can actually spell my name correctly in my email. Seriously, Leslie vs Leshi. Chef refused to change it for me... __

    I'm kinda tired being in my class. There are just so many issues that sometimes when you have done well, it will not be recognized because we're deemed as the worse class of the bunch. From the look of some lecturers and chefs give us, it makes me lose hope. Oh well, only losers still believe in the "one for all, all for one" theory.

    "It's a pleasure working with your class. J1 give me headaches." Said chef. (J1 is my class)