jamieoliver’s botham burgers probably the best thing you can pick off the plate when whirring a bowl of chocolate fudge brownies which turned out to be inSANEly sweet (hahaa, according to mag) but still good (i think) , in petite portions ha ha. and adding colouring to peanutbutter frosting prolly wasnt the prettiest idea either cos everything turned out abit dirtylooking but ah, we learn from lessons. the recipient better appreciates those 7 cupcakes>(

anyways BAAACK to the burgers ! minced pork, onion, mustard and cumin seeds(: and i lost my bottle of coriander seeds ! hai. on grilled burger buns, or in my case, tefalpan-toasted. and pregosauce and lettuce and cheese and another slosh of mustard and omgg. i dont know if its cos id been craving burgers of late but these homemade patties werent bad at all(: maybe abit tough on the jaws cos theyre so humongous, but nothing my fingers cannot resolve ha ha.

these sweltering days are making me recoil at the thought of going out, and lovingg the idea of domestic cook/bakeathons. even with the greasy washingup but theres little more to life than eating selfcooked food with a Very Good Friend, or two, or four;) in home shirts and shorts and messy hair.

and then i skyped ! with my Very Good Friends all the way at london sigh. i miss themmmm. and su whos probably wandering around hongkong or china now. gnurghh. next week come quick !):

hahaa wow look what happens when you land a camera in my hands. i was snapsnapsnapping away in my room, fastfood restaurants and even the polyclinic hahahaa. these days i cannot decide if id rather decompose in my room or be out amongst the swing. id finished both sims2 lifestories in two nights, and gotten sick of the game all over again (thankyouu fel for stopping me from spending that 39.90). im still abit sick of satc but i dont feel like changing to go out in the horrible weather cos it makes you stink 5minutes after you step out of the shower smelling nice and grapefruity.

owells whatever it is, its not like i actually have to decide which i like better right, hahaa. just that today i was so lazy i didnt even want to cross the canal to get to the library to return my shamelessly overdue books.

my secretloverr is coming over tmr to baaake ! (: i cant wait to make those pretty cupcakes again, and maybe also something else (which i havent decided). isnt it strange that there’re countless recipes published online but absolutely nothing promising for a normal cake. like a loaf cake or something. everythings fancy and sound like hours of tedious work but i wasnt in the mood for toiling this evening i really only wanted a simple loaf cake.

i think its back to nigellas madeira again tmr:/

im so smart ive FIGURED OUT THE CRACK ALL BY MYSELF((((:
GOODBYE WORLD !

i really wanted glazed doughnuts so i made some.

i think i spent more time cleaning up then making them uggh i hate the deepfrying part but but, its quite very worth it. i skipped dinner and had a Doughnut Feast last night, and no greentea to assuage my guilt cos i was so shagged after mopping the floor i died on my bed right after, numerous of these glazed babies in my tummy. but really, it is not bad at all((: not quite there to pit themselves against krispys, but its quite the best alternative next to queuing 39740498 hours in front of donutfactory. now ive a whole ziploc of frozen glazed doughnuts in my freezer to quell those krispy cravings when they come, whichs like very often ha ha.

(:

i had nothing to do so i dug out the annjaysee uniform ! ha ha as part of my closet-clearing initiative, and also to see, if id been fortunate enough to have lost any flabs since jaysee (no i didnt, not really ): ). anyways omg i never thought i’ll say this, but i miss wearing that grey drab. the skirt we all wear Too Short, and the nice comfortable shirt with the elastic band at the bottom. HAII. go school no need think what to wear one HOW SHIIIOK.

and and, i miss the yongtaufoo and chickencutlet !

gnurgh.

today is, sort of, the first-ish day of Real, Official Nothing-to-Do-ness. okay so was sunday (saturdays out cos i had a purpose ! tuition at 2030 ha ha ha.) but sundays weekend so it doesnt count cos weekends are not days intended for Things to be Done.
so today i woke up at 12noon and had brunch. then i watched satc until i got sick of satc (!). then my dad came home and i had dinner. before that i bathed. and then i watched friends, simpson, some hongkong show and some jackywu talkshow. then i went on sgselltrade and sgspree and _spreee hoping someone will organise a drugstore spree but no one did so i did nothing again. now im blogging about my stupid diurnal routine which is no routine at all. poooi.

a song by a beatle /the beatles: eight days a week
a song with a woman’s name in the title: cindy – tammany hall
a song with a man’s name in the title: dracula from houston – butthole surfers
a song about money: what the world needs now is love – the carpenters
a song with some form of weather in the title: wreck of the day – anna nalick
a song with parentheses in the title: i never loved a man (the way i loved you) – aretha franklin
a song with the word ’song’ in the title: love song – sheila nicholls
a song that you love so much you stop and listen whenever you hear it: citadel – anna nalick

-and this shows that ive wayyy too much time on my hand. i even had time to colourcode the answers and the questions. omg help.

i came home with a horrible headache from the thumping noise and sticky all over from the smelly bodies all around dxo. i was drinking from random jugs not really knowing at times what’re in them and apparently sales was alittle tricky im still very tired now but ive to get to school by 5 to submit some documents but im feeling lazyyyyyy veryvery lazy):

but im so happy that toosh was over finally and everything went very smoothly and everyone had fun and the people were a mean bunch. and and, look !

ha ha its so nice to see your poster hanging outside the place, right next to the esplanade !(:

i hate that i whine so much about the events i was mad having to rush around for during the pre-event period but i forget how frustrated i was when everythings over and now i think ive somehow ended up in some sportsbash thing but thats tentative so dont scream, yet. i think i need a better memory and a better knack for learning lessons. ha ha.

every girl is a photowhore at heart, especially so when youre with equally shameless girlys after a hair-tearing dinner-turned-shoppingtrip. but look! we’ve got loot. hahaa.
dates with my pschool ladies are always sweet ! mad madd fun<3

before that twas our juniors syf and i really loved hearing them onstage and im so proud of all our juniors, esp when justin’s solo/s claimed the limelight(: seeing them turn red from blowing the shawmas/zurnas made me feel connected to them in the craziest way. i really miss being part of such a group of people -breathing and living one another during the last few pre-performance weeks and driving ourselves myself insane being outoftune 24/7 ha ha ha. bi had been a gruelling experience but not so much a bonding thing as co/suona obviously cos, i dont know, there wasnt that unifying, we-want-to-do-IT, uncrushable-cockroach spirit and that, to quote nette, is THE GUM. hahaa.
so congrats annjaysee co, for your Glamorous Gold ! and go suonists, gao or zhong (or di), young or old, senior or junior(: its really funny how an inane competition can make me feel so suonist-patriotic again, heehee.

i think it takes alot to be a parent ! youve to do all the shite in the world and not feel like youre being mistreated. then youve to give all your money to your children, even if they may be the most ungrateful brats and hardly at home all the time. then you cannot complain somemore cos youre not supposed to feel theres anything wrong with this arrangement and maybe all these can be summed into this awful thing called Responsibility and being a parent is perhaps the worst ever Responsibility one can ever ever shoulder. plus its impossible to de-shoulder. i think i will never be this all-encompassing being and truly believe that my children, should i ever have any, are worth everything i have and more. so meanwhile all i can do is constantly be awed that my dad, this brash man, can be so uncharacteristically tolerant when it comes to being a parent.

on monday kare and nette came over for our long overdue satc watchathon and ha ha we really didnt do much. we slumped around like slugs in my room and watch hot women snagging hot guys strutting their stuffs around newyork in blahniks. truly depressing. but we’d pizza and that made everything alittle better(: im really looking forward to moooore time spent with these babes this summer break !

today it was Be A Senior Day so we trooped down to annjayseee to visit our slightly estranged juniors. honestly i feel alittle bad for not going down as often as i would have liked myself to be but then again. well we still made it down eve of eve of the Big Day and i sure hope that was a small booster for our dear juniors(: i know when seniorshao came down with little fruit tartlets coughs we were quite overjoyed gobbling down those things after dazu. a little support goes a long way !

well even if it didnt at least us 4 old farts managed a meeting after such a long time. i swear we meet every 6months despite us all in singapore and relatively free. so it was dinner at coro and (shao) freaking out over aames driving and (shao) being noisy when the conductors are disseminating feedback and (shao) wanting to go home when the pres was giving out instructions. nice and familiar and made me want to crawl back onto the seat right behind the orchestra. too bad the juniors dont seem to have kept the habit of drinking the 40cents soyabeanmilk during dazu or that’ll have reallyyy quite deja vu hurhurr. i miss us and i missing being in an orchestra. i also missed charcoal cos motorola cameras are quite very substandard. 2mp bluff people one.

im being annoying, and feeling annoyed. everyones going overseas with truckloads of plans and im not and im scrimping and saving to freaking go on exchange and thats not going to happen (if it ever happens) until one and a half years from now. i wish ive cold hard cash stashed everywhere in the house then i dont have to be so miserable. i suspect after scrimping for 2 years even if i finally go on sep i’ll feel quite gek to throw 48months of hardwork into a trip which i dont really need to go on to and im really only going to be extravagant.
i want to be rich and i feel bad for thinking that way cos i should be sensible and happy that i have what i have.