I made you promises I couldn’t keep.

I spent new year’s eve at Starbucks with Eileen, Elissa and Ly talking, no town, no fireworks, no groping. I don’t need a countdown or raucous party for the transition, I just need my friends :]

Today started off really badly because I had to sleep on a straw mat in the living room last night. My room’s aircon is out of gas. Dad woke up at 6, and thinking that no one was in the living room, he switched on the lights and turned off the aircon. Interruption no.2 came when he turned on the TV. I went down to Ehub to get tickets but the counter was closed, so I headed for Macs to meet Huihui for Econs project. Thank god it lasted way shorter than it should have

I went down to Ehub for Sherlock and met Felicia on the way!! Thanks for accompanying me, I was kidding when I said you lack your brother’s drop-dead-gorgeous genes Btw, he’s really handsome……..  While waiting for Siheng at the MRT, I saw Yixiang and friend who were also going to Downtown. We unfortunately boarded the wrong bus, thanks to me I realised that 358 was going the wrong way, so we alighted and crossed over. After waiting for forever, the same 358 completed its loop and we boarded it again. The China driver laughed at us. I am so sorry folks, I made 3 people take the wrong bus!!!

We were real late for Sherlock so I guess I’ll read the book instead. Went to cycle after that and my legs started aching within the 1st 1km or so. I thought it was me being unfit, but Ly later told me that the bicycles from PCN Pasir Ris suck. Yes, they really do suck! I don’t know how they simultaneously feel amazingly light but yet require so much energy to paddle. My first time conquering Pasir Ris -> Changi -> ECP though!

I met Eileen, Elissa and Ly at Simei Starbucks and Elissa pointed the finger at me Okay, I made fun of her actually hehehe. Her friend laughed at my fringe though… We had a good talk, and I’m still as afraid of commitment and growing up. If I’m 17 and wary, what happens when I’m 27? Anyway, I spent my 12 midnight at Ly’s bus stop talking to her, until we heard party poppers going off.

2009 has been a shit bad year, so good riddance. 2010, what will you bring?

And I hope this makes you happy now, that the flame we had is burning out.

The good thing about today was meeting up with the girls and Edmund. Ly, Brenda, Eileen, Elissa and I studied at Pasir Ris library, and it felt like the sec4 days again. We used to study together almost everyday at Cafe Galilee after school, having fatty chicken chunks and coffee drinks for lunch. Study session was phail, Brenda and I ended up playing Taptap!

We went over to Tampines where Graci joined us and Brenda left. While heading to Century for dinner, we being girls detoured into almost every other shop while Edmund’s stomach watched in horror. Something happened after that and while it did affect me for a little while, I know that probing doesn’t make one happy. Just so you know, it’s not about him, it’s about you. Anyway, Elissa & I shared a bowl of ban mian for dinner, and I still reckon that Plaza Sing has the best ban mian! Edmund, Eileen and I went over to Simei to wait for Ly to end work after that, and I drank Starbucks again after so long. The actual plan for the day was dinner with Eileen, Ly and Edmund, but no one refuses cutie pie Brenda!

I came home after that and everything went downhill. First, I received a mail from Facebook saying “We have detected suspicious activity on your Facebook account and have temporarily suspended your account as a security precaution.” Then, I lost yet another strip of my Scar treatment gel sheet, so there goes $9. And apart from that all, I’m still thinking about just now.

Whatever it is, I’m done with today. It’s pass 12 now and whatever happens yesterday stays there.

Mofo.

I bake, therefore I am.

After yesterday’s letdown, I decided to do the idiot-proof Oreo truffles instead.

I don’t have a food processor, so yours truly 1) manually crushed the Oreo biscuits into powder with a rolling-pin 2) combined the Oreos and cream cheese with a wooden spatula until my arms almost broke. Top on my christmas wish list: Food processor! No actually, it’s the Iphone.

I know it looks like shit, but you can’t go wrong with cream cheese and Oreo.

I’ve been seeing (and licking while baking) so much chocolate lately I swear I will throw up soon. Anyway, I’m finally meeting the clique tomorrow for dinner, cannot wait Staying over at Felicia’s after that and then band on Wednesday…. Such a spoiler. But Dad’s having on operation on Wednesday too so I might just skip band. I’ve been acting like a bitch recently because he doesn’t want me to go for the India OCIP I suck. Part of me really, really wants to go, but Dad keeps telling me its unsafe and he’s worried. We haven’t quarrelled since the start of this year and I don’t want to jeopardize that.

Oh yes, I had my first unofficial/impromptu outing with my classmates today I hope I’ll actually open up to them more next year. I’ve wasted the whole of 2009 and I don’t want to leave VJ feeling like I’ve got nothing.

Tomorrow:

• 8-930: Math Lecture
• 1030-12: Eat my cup noodle, read Physics.
• 12-1: Sleep.
• 2-4: Swim. I MUST STOP PROCRASTINATING AND EXERCISE.
• 4.30: Get ready for dinner.

Food, food and more food.

I have 2 new best friends, my mixer and the oven. My parents went out for a $38++ Japanese buffet dinner and left me at home, so I decided to try out this Cheesecake Blondie recipe. Unfortunately, it was a flop It tasted like what a 70 yr old diabetic old lady would call “Just right!”. I always thought it was an unwritten rule to cut down on the sugar, but no!! When it comes to recommended recipes, black and white is always right.

My best friend, the mixer.

The bottom cookie layer.

The cheese was still soft, so it ended up jiggling around when I tried to spread the cookie batter on top.

It was supposed to be cookie + cheesecake + cookie, but it ended up tasting like muffin + tasteless cheese + muffin. I hate muffins okay!! Dad will get rid of this mess for me by bringing it to office HAHA. He says that the office ladies love to munch, so they’ll always finish the food. My deflated confidence will stick to cookies and idiot-proof truffles for now.

Anyway, Dad brought me to Swenson’s on Friday cause I was dying to try out their crab set!

The soft shell crab was sooooooo good but the chilli crab soup was too tomato-ish for my liking. Dad had salmon with extra mushroom and onion toppings (toppings were $2 each!!!) and the bill came up to a freaking $38. What a rip off

Now moving on to macarons, Bakerzin is selling them for $1 per piece this November! I got Yanhao the hazelnut one, and he said it tasted weird :O What a waste!! The sesame one I tried was so orgasmic, I came home to look for recipes. Unfortunately, they are one of the hardest things to master and macaron classes cost $120+ Boohoo.

Anyway, Band tune in on Saturday was I was actually looking forward to practice because I knew for sure that the band would sound different with the Sec4s. Sure enough, we sounded big, refreshing and somewhat nostalgic. It brought me back to the days when I was so eager to attend practices. Despite enjoying the session, I ironically found myself constantly looking at the clock a little while later. Band isn’t really my thing anymore, is it?

You suck.

I hate all you irresponsible folks out there who blow your friends off. It sickens me how you enthusiastically embrace the idea of a gathering, and then always not turn up. Don’t you see that you’ll end up being a could-do-without on the invite list purely for old times’ sake? How’d you like it when you’re old and saggy, and the only friend you have left is your uninterested spouse?

2d outing was a failure yesterday, and so was 4k’s today. Leeying took the effort to plan and accommodate, but there were so many of you rude enough to not even reply. How would you like it if no one bothers when you send your wedding invites? Then there’s the other group of mindless faggots who, deciding that everyone else is unworthy, can’t make up their minds. More often than not, they’ll pull out last-minute with an excuse so pathetic, it’s an obvious lie. No one’s gna turn up at your funeral because we’ll all be caught in a traffic jam, okay? If you do have a legitimate excuse, then it would only be polite to inform the planner in advance. And to those who take advantage of Ly just because she’s tolerant, you have no sodding conscience. I hope you burn in hell.

You can place everything and anything before us, but one day you’re gonna look back and realise how much you’re missing out on. I’m not saying that everyone of you who couldn’t turn up suck, don’t get me wrong. I’m only talking about those who have been bloody pricks. If you’re gna be an unappreciative bitch or bastard, then fuck you very much.

No hard feelings.

My PW group had its very first brawl, which was coincidentally a public one today. Half way through our OP dry run, we started yelling at each other across the classroom. Ms Tan took cover while the class looked on in awe and eventually ended up giggling because it did seem funny. After months and months of keeping quiet, everyone finally exploded because we were all on the verge on imploding.

The way my PW group works, it’s one of a kind. We split the work and eventually get it compiled online all the time. We’ve only had 1 out-of-school meeting this year, with majority of the very few meetings being online, during breaks or consultation. I’m fine with it since it actually does work out, but the problem here is that we don’t communicate. All was fine till it gradually became a 1 man show and I don’t see why it should be like that. Aren’t we all equally empowered to give suggestions and make decision?

You have to stop defending yourself and putting people down all the time, because things don’t work that way. I don’t exactly agree with Ms Tan’s every decision, but hey, she was once an assessor. If you want your marks, then do what she wants instead of pointlessly refuting every god-damned thing she says. And for the record, she’s hell right about our slides being mediocre.

No hard feelings though. Months from now, we’ll look back and laugh about it.

Dear Mum,

Movie plan failed, so Graci, Ly, Eileen and I ended up browsing books and pigging out. I got myself two new novels, which means no more time for Times Magazine. We had Fish N Co express which was heavenly. I don’t mean relatively heavenly compared to the bread, bread and more bread I’ve been having; IT IS GOOD.

An elongated fish with a final touch of mayonnaise, Mr Seadog! We also had fish n chips, fish nuggets, and a very orgasmic FISH CHOWDER!! It was good stuff so we got ourselves another cup

It was so good, you forget it’s sinful.