Caramel Pudding

The absence of lessons led me to curiosity and the itch to mess things up in the kitchen.

And le wild box of caramel pudding mix decided to appear on le table so appropriately. Bought this a couple of weeks ago and absent-mindedly chucked it aside. #storyofmylife 

WHY THE INSTRUCTIONS ALL IN JAP?!!

Set the 3 portions of pudding mix into the fridge for it to curd. 

Waited for like an hour and the impatient bitch in me decided to rush the process by transferring them into the freezer. They ended up as milk ice kachang LOL. -___-

So, I transferred them back into the normal compartment of the fridge, but they still didn't turn into pudding even after a couple of hours. I was this close to throwing the mix away UNTIL le wild box of caramel pudding mix appeared again and it struck me that I forgot to add in the egg.

No caramel pudding for me.

My life....

Don't leave me

"Hey bitch, I didn't know"

I fucking love Mark, hahah.

Inconsolable

"I'm bad at consoling people. Vice versa, people are bad at consoling me.
It doesn't mean they're bad at it. It just means they're not getting through to me.


Of all the people I know, few are of the same circumstances as me, and one of them lives in Peru. Most of the others, I don't see often enough.


Don't tell me you're experiencing or you've experienced this. We may be in the same boat for a moment. That's all.
Consolation? Sure, it helps. But the heart is still heavy and the mind lingers and eventually the consoling turns into a useless and irritating drone.


From what I observed, many Singaporeans need to understand:
Do not put yourself into someone else's shoes to 'understand' if you cannot comprehend the immensity of the situation."

- Felicia

Deep Fel is deep.

Striped bunny

Lunch - Scoop of Art
Dinner - The Soup Spoon
Supper - 51 Tau Huey

Two and a half weeks delayed, as Sha would emphasise, but we still managed to squeeze out some time from our insanely packed schedule for a mini belated birthday celebration. Joel and Lum joined us after awhile. We didn't do anything unusual; merely ate and studied together like any other 18-year-old would have been doing, but we had a hell of a time.

"I haven't seen you for so long. You haven't changed."

That's not true. I've changed. In fact, I've changed a lot. But I guess you could say that I'd always find my way back to what I used to be, with your presences.

They say, "Don't be too happy. God will be jealous and take it away from you."
If that's the case, I'd cup my happiness in between my palms and sneak a peek at it only when I'm in bed snuggled underneath my quilted blanket, when I'm dead sure no one else is around to witness me beaming over this irreplaceable feeling. Please don't ever, ever take this away from me.

Full of honor

"What do you want me to do?"

What do I want you to do? What do I want you to do?! I want you to learn your lesson. That's what I want you to do.

Then again, the blame could just be on me for developing such a defensive tendency in you.

I just wish I could be a better sister.

So soon.

From the year we had doubts about wanting to be allocated to the same class as each other, to the year we strode through projects after projects and conquered presentations after presentations.

They say all good things come to an end, and it struck me how near we are to the end.
Two more months together (including Shanghai) with the team before we split.

Been through ups and downs, smiles and frowns, hugs and quarrels; it's been one of the wildest roller-coaster rides so far, not just academically, but emotionally as well. This beats Battlestar Galactica hands down.

Here's to the team who dream together: I fucking love all of you. _l_x

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You say, sometimes, it's like I hardly know you 
And maybe there's some things I never showed you 
Sometimes you're certain, but just can't get it working at all 

Bright cold silver moon

I haven't slept for more than 3 hours a day for the past week.
So fuckin' tired that it's driving me crazy.

Not now, please just not now.
Not you.
Not them.
Not this.
Not all at once, not now.

I need a little more help than a little bit.
No, actually I just need a huge-ass pillar to lean on 'cause I could collapse just about any time.

Forget those who forget you.

"I don’t know how to fix these things that are going through my head.


Well, I do.
But I was kind of hoping that I could fix it on my own."

All of my change I've spent on you,

I spend too much money on too many redundant things like these, lol. Didn't even know they existed until I pried open the lonesome luggage that's been situated at the corner of my room since the last time I booked a booth at a flea market. My room's in a post-hurricane state, but this isn't the worst yet. The worst was when I absent-mindedly left my (clean, but unfolded) underwear over my keyboard and Shannon just so happened to see it when I let him into my apartment for a minute or so (p.s. no one ever comes in other than family and relatives). Perhaps I was folding the dry laundry halfway, that's why. Whatever the case, don't judge me. Peace.

Talk to me

I've been waiting for this my whole life, and I can see it in your eyes.

Are you ready to stay up the whole night, to see the morning light?

At this rate that I'm revising my notes at, hell yeah I am.

Lol ok but jokes aside, my weekends weren't exactly weekends. I've been going to school all week on a consecutive and daily basis.

Saturday:
Managed to work out the draft schedule for the upcoming Dive camp with the committee and I've gotta admit that we're pretty darn efficient. Think Running Man, underwater hockey (maybe), horror film, nightwalk, and The Guess-Dean's-favourite-drink Game. After all that hard work, we pacified our raging hunger pangs at Saizeriya. Debated over the definition of "friendzoned" and "playing hard to get" and Abel couldn't stop going on about how "contact buddies" (friends with benefits) are the solutions to all problems. Lolol.

Headed back home just for a nap before heading out again to meet my 2E homies for dinner. Feasted at The Manhattan Fish Market with 6 of us sharing 2 platters. Unexpectedly ended up with leftovers so we used 'em as forfeit for Guess The Number. It was getting late but we hanged around Mac's to play taiti anyway. Can't find any other ways more worthy than this to spend my Saturday evening.

Today:
Just returned from a OIP project meeting and my red flowers are blooming rapidly. Someone kill me now.

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Can I take my verdict and hostility back?
I yearn for your company more than I should even not.

How I met Moley

One more minute to midnight.

It was the first few weeks of school in TK. That assembly period -- that very particular, special assembly period -- was the one that sparked our friendship, albeit the unusual first interaction of me hitting your head with a paper bat. It's Joelle and my mischievous, young self that we should thank, else I wouldn't have joined her in disturbing you and I wouldn't have learnt of your existence.

In the midst of attempting to accustom to a new and foreign environment, taking a step out of my comfort zone was equivalent to asking me to jump into the sea from a plank, but somehow, taking a step out towards you didn't feel as threatening as it was supposed to be. You were funny, I was easily amused, we instantly clicked.

There was something that kept me close to you, despite us not being assigned to the same class before for the whole fours years of secondary school life, and that's your ability to so effortlessly cheer just about anyone up with the simplest actions you do and the simplest words you say.

We used to be wild and shameless, locking our arms and merry circling around the band room, not giving a hoot that I was a girl and you were a boy and people were bound to judge. You were like my gay best friend, except you were not gay... or were you? Hahah, I fucking miss you and I miss celebrating our birthdays together.


"I can't even remember the comic, but I do remember the 'out of order' underwear, the sashimi box, the guitar and the heart of 5 cent coins I got for Chinese New Year. I really want you to know that even though we rarely meet, I do treasure our friendship and it is one of my top priorities."

Saying I'm one of your top priorities really warms my heart, even though I know they're just words of pacification.


Happy birthday, Sha. It's Friday the 13th, but you're my lucky star.

Ri·tar·dan·do

Things-to-do:
- Study study study study study die me
- Prepare packing list for Shanghai because le shall not resort to last-minute packing ever again. Can't believe I'm leaving in less than 2 months' time...
- Proposal for Dive camp (pretty excited about this! heh)
- Write-up for ECD project
- Design Microsoft Access database for EBA project
- Business plan for OIP
- Do babyfreezes, just because I can ^^v

Hahahah. As I type this post, I'm lmao at the Jux Keydings w/a chat:

Zul: Is anyone awake can I ask a questionnnnn
Me: Yes dear? :)
Zul: Do they test nucleophilic sub mechanism of carboxylic acids? HAHA SARAH
(obviously referring to the jc kids and not me)

Anyway, on an irrelevant note, the lecturer was telling us a story about camels a few days ago and I started annoying Trisha with my desert fetish.


"Desert got GPS or not ah?"
"I'm gonna check-in on foursquare when I'm on the desert. 'Checking in at square 48b'"


Hahahahaha. I could feel a sense of impending doom from Trisha's urge to punch my face.


On another irrelevant note...


"Sometimes I wonder if the canteen will run away."
- Quote of the year by yours truly.

People really need to slow their paces down and just breathe.

Time for me to breathe. Ta, x

There's no way to go, but up from here.

For the dearest one:

"Dark is the way, light is a place."
Wise words from a friend of mine, so now I'm passing 'em on to you.

When you read this, I hope you realise that no journey allows you to walk through a tunnel leaving without soiled shoes and scraped knees.

I'm not a compass, I can't and won't point you towards what I deem as the right direction, 'cause my North's mine, and your North's yours. Look at how far you've come. It'd be a pity if you'd have to turn back now, wouldn't it? So soldier up and finish what you started. You'll see the light before you even know it.

I still love you secretly, from afar (figuratively and literally).
Don't give up, girl. x

Weary bones

I'd catch you if I can,
but it's time to rest my weary bones.


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Leaving certain parts of me behind while I walk away.

But some things I just can't let go off, like the font of my original header, Homemade Apple.
I'm keeping that.

Drift wood in sea

My heart's right here, but my mind's all over the place.

Raw shots with faint smudges if you've scrutinised 'em close enough.

Today I don't feel like doing anything.

I've been yearning to shoot lately.
I've yet to head down to Canon to fix my 60D.
I'm only halfway through the eight chapters of ECD.
I'm lazy.
I'm still in my pajamas.
I coated my nails in metallic indigo.
I need to get started on my EBA/ECD/OIP projects soon.
I'm lazy.

Comme ci comme ça

Sunday:
Beach Rd Prawn Mee for brekkie, high tea at Cedele and buffet dinner at Sheraton Hotel.
My gramps are too bubbly for their age. They truly depict "young at heart".

Monday:
Mini birthday celebration with the Uma (paternal grandma) and Nico (cousin).

Tuesday:
Crazy day with the girls. Not sure if we took the wrong medicine or if our screws went loose, but we acted as though we were high on ecstasy that day. Ericia and I broke into a cat fight, which ended in laughter. It's normal.

Wednesday:
Dinner at my favouritest Japenese restaurant ever, Ichiban Boshi. You could catch my family and I dining there at least once a week. Down with flu and several forms of self-diagnosed illnesses so I couldn't savour my meal to its fullest potential :(

Walked around Parkway to look for gifts for my distant relatives but ended up buying irrelevant stuff instead like chocolates from Marks And Spencer and twisted potatoes from the Foodelicious Fair at basement.

#storyofmylife

Thursday:
Bounjour, comment ça va? Heheh, French lessons with the frog has been pretty amusing so far. I laugh each time I have to say "comme ci comme ça" (which means so-so) because it sounds more like Hokkien than French.


Dad flew back to Surabaya and we had dinner at PappaMia before sending him off.
I don't like it when he travels. I don't like it when he's gone.