oh sigh

I have resigned from my job at Desire but the feeling of sadness lingers in my heart. The place of wonderful people i will miss yet i must part whether now or later. what shall i do now that my personal time is all mine but bake and take photographs of my kitchenly desires.

Days gone snoozy

The mid semester holidays have committed suicide and i have yet to finish all my homework. my life seems to revolve around the later part of the day, sleeping at the ungodly hours of morning just before the first rays of light shines and waking up when it's time for high tea. and oh my gawd i am in one of those wanna watch animes all day without sleeping kinda mood.

the oven is screaming a lovely song at me whenever i walk into the kitchen, seems like i have been baking pretty little delicious sinful desserts lately. chocolate is the maharajah of all sins in the dessert realm and whisking up a heavenly chocolate cake is a task that will drain your life away but yet what lingers is that sparkle of hope.

the thunder and lightning seem to be having their way, but as far as i'm concern, its a lovely night with my earl grey tea and raisin oatmeal cookies. the rain is splashing on my window and the sound of tattering is simply simple. and oh yeah listening to tunes of diana krall makes the mood lusciously relaxing.

projects took an unexpected turn, they seem to be easier though we're already in the third year. socio-cultural impacts and environmental impacts like what the fuck, and oh yeah coming out with a business plan on a travel agency offering travel packages to destinations like cuba, peru and cape verde is exciting enough to make me scream in joy.

a many joyous happenings

oh my goodness, i was on the edge of being deliriously happy and madness when the morning bird told me i am one of the four who are going to four seasons shanghai for attachment in september. gosh the excitement was all overwhelming and the best part is that the morning bird and sheryl are going too.

the middle of the night, a time when the air is cool and the city sleeps. here i am typing away while thinking of the time i need to get up. gonna bake my favourite black forest cake for saturday's steam boat and gosh, its gonna be a musical of whisking eggs and sieving flour, melting chocolate for the mousse and whipping cream that's white and fluffy. i am so gonna have trouble making my way to the baking shop for those lusciously red maraschino cherries.