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Happy 2008 ya’ll!

I’m finding it hard not to hate you right now.

Words, all just words.

Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah over and over again.

Have a jolly fucken Christmas.

Nigella, I really don’t know how you do it.

Ms. Domestic Goddess,

I was reading the newspaper yesterday when I came across a recipe for frosted almond cupcakes. Maybe it was the fact that I hadn’t had anything to eat for lunch, or that it was raining and I was extremely bored, or maybe it’s the fact that you make cooking and baking look so fantastically idiot-proof that I decided to flex some of my baking muscles.

Please note that these muscles haven’t been flexed in a really long time, maybe the last time I worked them out was more than a year ago.

The thing is, Ms. Lawson, I truly think you are a domestic goddess, goddess of the kitchen and the non-calorie counters. HOW DO YOU MAKE IT LOOK SO DAMN EASY? All those hours spending my eye power on you somehow hasn’t amounted in any elevation of my baking skills.

Please enlighten me, please, because it seems I can’t even grind almonds without blowing the blender’s fuse. How is this possible? Am I doomed to grind everything by mortar and pestle from now on?

Nevermind that, I somehow managed to climb out of my batter-splattered hell alive and kicking enough to put the cupcakes into the oven. I even made royal icing, how swell is that!

Ms. Lawson, you really shouldn’t lie to us and tell us anyone can do it, because obviously, they can’t. So next time I spontaneously decide to bake again, someone slap me and tell me to wake up my idea. Haha, just kidding la.

In other news, Hady Mirza just won Asian Idol haha. Like just just. Cause I’m in front of the TV. So cool. Underdog siaaaa. Singapore’s handphone bills must be rocketing right now. Kwakwa.

Love is Indie Air was pretty ok. Enjoyed Allura, Giants Must Fall and Caracal. Last set was madness, we all pretty much let loose and went through a headbanging galore. Been a long time, too long.

If you ever read this.

This pain I choose, it’s ours.

I will do it no matter what comes my way, because I believe in a thing called happiness.

It exists, and I know that one day you’ll feel it, and it won’t be a stranger to you.

Because life is so much more beautiful than what you see, and there’s so much more to live for.

I’ll suffer alone and in silence, but that’s what I have to deal with for choosing this path.

It doesn’t matter anymore that you can’t say it, or you don’t know, because all that matters is that I feel it, that I’m alive, that I’m proof that it does exist, that it’s self-sacrificing.

That’s the beauty and ugliness of it all I guess.

Please, just don’t leave me behind, or be selfish. That’s all I ask.

I understand, I really do understand. We’ll get through this together, I promise you. I know we will.

The Great Escape

Paper bags and plastic hearts
All are belongings in shopping carts
It’s goodbye
But we got one more night

Let’s get drunk and ride around
And make peace with an empty town
We can make it right

Throw it away
Forget yesterday
We’ll make the great escape
We won’t hear a word they say
They don’t know us anyway
Watch it burn
Let it die
Cause we are finally free tonight

Tonight will change our lives
It’s so good to be by your side
But we’ll cry
We won’t give up the fight
We’ll scream loud at the top of our lungs
And they’ll think it’s just cause we’re young
And we’ll feel so alive

Throw it away
Forget yesterday
We’ll make the great escape
We won’t hear a word they say
They don’t know us anyway
Watch it burn
Let it die
Cause we are finally free tonight

All of the wasted time
The hours that were left behind
The answers that we’ll never find
They don’t mean a thing tonight

Throw it away
Forget yesterday
We’ll make the great escape
We won’t hear a word they say
They don’t know us anyway

Throw it away
Forget yesterday
We’ll make the great escape
We won’t hear a word they say
They don’t know us anyway

Throw it away
Forget yesterday
We’ll make the great escape
We won’t hear a word they say
They don’t know us anyway
Watch it burn
Let it die
Cause we are finally free tonight