Yesyes.

only 3 days in to the new semester and my eyes have developed an amazing specimen of what's commonly known as 'EyeBags'. i must say, i'm pretty proud of myself. this is a new personal high. the timetable's not looking too good though...i have 20 hours this semester compared to my 13 hours last semester. BAH! that's almost an increase of hours equivalent to a normal Commerce semester.

Hah.

Haha.

Get it?

7 hours. that's the number of contact hours a Commerce student gets in a semester.

Bah.

anyway, just a short update on what's been happening in my life. i've had a lot of enquiries on the state of my being, most popular being the question of whether i'm still alive. yes, i'm still well and kicking...it's just that the holidays are, as always, too short and it damn well moves too fast. there was the Death Cab concert which was absolutely orgasmic (although i don't have any photos from that day because it's all STILL in wk's computer), there was WK's birthday celebrated in Shalom and there was a 1 week sabatical in good ol' Orange.

so here's some pictures to drown you in. or rather, i'm gonna drown you with pictures of cupcakes.

that's what i did when i was in Orange.

bake cupcakes.

you see, i realised, every girl NEEDS at least some semblance of domestic-ity (??) in her no matter how small or vague that semblance may be. hence i've decided that cupcakes will be my calling. after all, i'm fast approaching my use-by date. it's about time i added something to my personal resume to make me more...ahh...enticing..?

hmm...








i must say, they're quite impressive, no? what do you reckon? should i start my own branch of Wondermilk (or whatever that cupcake place is called..)..? would there be buyers? how much do you think some rich pretentious Datin from Bangsar/Hartamas would be willing to pay for one?

questions questions.

ok...cupcake overload? no fear.



i give you Teo Hong Yin. if you squint a little bit more at the picture, you might make out tiny little me...that's wk's full length wardrobe-mirror. lucky bugger. it still boggles me that a guy should need a full-length mirror*.



and of course, more photos of us doing what we do best.

lastly, i give you my littlest nephew. yes, 16 months and he's already slapping his older brother and kicking his auntie in frustration. good news though, he's moved on from beer to what i believe is Gatorade.



oh well, isotonic drinks are good for the bones. but don't quote me on that, seeing that i'm not a medical science student...who, incidentally are doing about 22 hours a week. which means they've only 2 more hours than a marine science student.

which brings to mind...

hmmm...

*note: all Shalom rooms come with personal full-length-mirrored-wardrobe. this puts it with 27529473574820 points in the I WANT race.