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feeling: exhausted
food: cereals for breakfast
CD: Stephanie Sun's feng zheng
show: Head Over Heels by Freddie Prinze Jr
reading: Plato's Republic
surfin': she must have been really really angry. ahem.
looking forward: batch dinner on tuesday maybe? actually intended to go to Biaggi's with lynn, cos i received a $25 biaggi's voucher for being usher of the year for KCSA. but guess a batch dinner would be more difficult to come by huh?
goodness: finally finished baking boon pang's birthday cake.
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030901, 1430hr, illinois time.

man, i'm exhausted. been working on boon pang's birthday cake since about 10 this morning. and it's finally done. i'm pretty proud of myself, though it looks kinda hideous. after all, it could have been worse. i had to save the cake from overflowing from the baking pan. had to delicately spread the chocolate fudge over the cake without dislodging chunks of the cake, the way i did the last time i baked, for shaun. i pressed almond chips onto the sides of the cake, and in the process made the cake look uglier. finally, i decorated the top of the cake with white icing, which gave it the final stamp of ugliness. hahaha...yes, it's not as easy as it sounds. i could do better decorations, when i was still in the food and nutrition class in secondary school. but now i'm old. with shaky hands. too bad then.

and man, the whole process took me 3 hours. and to think, i used to be able to bake a cake, and cook an entire meal in 3 hours. it was the requirement for food and nutrition. the whole entire meal has to be presented with pretty flowers, and whatnot too, by the way. eek. totally not my style. little wonder i eventually decided to quit.

i wanted to call home this morning, but my phone card has run out of value. i feel quite upset about it, cos it's been 2 weeks since i left, and i've not called home since. except once from o'hare, to tell them that my flight got delayed and then once from campus, to tell them my plane didn't crash. since then, having gone through a week of sore throat and a highly unlucky bee sting, i didn't feel well enough to call to honestly tell them i'm ok. finally this weekend, i woke up in a good mood, wanted to call, and freak, the phone card's out of money. sigh.

i'm feeling a little frustrated at having spent the whole morning doing the cake. and still have it come out so ugly. and not having called home. and having some mysterious insects flying around in my room. [i think they're fruit flies, but why the hell are they in my room?! dude, if they're looking for food, this ain't the place!]

i feel a little miserable. lynn was sick yesterday, i didn't want to have her stay in her room feeling miserable, so we went out to the coffee house to study. until her "boyfriend" showed up, i guess i served my function. i'm feeling sort of down today. i wonder who's going to show up to cheer me up. and bring me out of this fruit-fly infested room. damn.

never mind, i'll do it myself. *hit head* i should take care of myself.

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by the way, the guestbook is not working, is it? can't seem to access it, damn it. or is it just me?


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