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EVERYTHING I'M NOT

The world can drive one crazy
But a smile can bring me through.
Reminding myself not to be unhappy
Because the world has its beauty.

hengss. 19 years old.
rvcb. njcsb
band - my passion.
friends - my happiness.
family - my love.
God - my life.


BACKDOORS

alison
amelia
boon han
caijie
charlene [rv]
charlene [nj]
chong!
christina
christine
cindy
dionne
edo
eileen
emmiline
enghong
erwin
esther
guanyou
haoguang
huiwen
jason
jean
jiamin [rv]
kakeru
mavis
melvin
minmin
mr choy
my liL sis
peiying
qingyang
rhoda
rouyin
ruth
thomas
vanessa
xueyi
yanru
youzhi
yulin
zhiyu
nj percussion!
05A02!
blogger
blogskins


HIGH OF 75




CREDITS

images: deviantart
but edited by me
designer: mixtape
Sunday, March 27, 2005

___cookiess!

I had my first experience at baking cookies today! whee. The cookies are so so delicious! Everyone can start queuing up to get my autograph now. I'm going to be a famous chef in the future! (yeah rightt. =P)

Anyway my first baking experience was so dramatic! haha. I went to stay over at Chong's house together with Cindy last night. And because I saw Cindy baking cookies at her house earlier on, I decided to emulate her. So I went to buy all the ingredients and baking trays from NTUC and John Little, then lugged them to Chong's house.

We started doing everything at like 9 pm! haha. So late! Anyway we did part of the flour mixture then we realised there was no white sugar left in Chong's house! I think we sort of panicked. Kudos to Chong's maid who cycled to somewhere which sells sugar and bought it for us. heh. Sugar is so important! Get it?

So after that we thought nothing should go wrong already. We continued with the recipe's instructions quite smoothly until the electric mixer got overheated and it died on us!! We had to do the mixing of the mixture manually. Luckily the mixer didn't die on us that early so it wasn't that bad. But it was rather taxing to stir the sticky mixture with bare hands and a metal spoon!

If the above obstacles to our baking experience weren't enough, the ultimate horror came even later. When we discovered that we had a faulty oven. I was simply stunned and disbelief was written all over our faces. Argh. The cookie mixture couldnt be kept overnight so we had to find a way to bake the cookies! I suggested going to neighbours' houses to borrow an oven. =D Quite a smart idea right? But a very embarassing one at that. Imagine knocking on people's doors at like 10-plus in the night. It just seems rather awkward.

But we managed it in the end. Or should I say Cindy and Chong managed to find a kind soul in the end. haha. This couple opened their doors for us to use their oven. And the oven was really cool! So big and equipped with such high technology! Including a fan. So we baked the cookies in their oven and imposed on them till 12.45 am! I felt so bad. But our cookies turned out so great that we felt our hard work had paid off. So proud of ourselves! haha. I love my cookies! They make me happy and allow me to forget about all my troubles.

Sigh. I hate confrontations. They make me feel weird. I don't want repeat episodes of what I've been through in RV. I hope you understand that. I don't want the awkward tension that will come if anything that I say offends you. I don't think I'm blessed with the skill of tactfulness. Yet I sort of think the tension has come to be. So please. Don't ask me anymore to spill out my unhappiness. I would just get more irritated.


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