not too sure if its the progesterone levels being all unbalanced or what.
darn hormones.
It was a sudden wash of insanity.
Was trying to make xueting's birthday cake.
the electronic beater was spoilt so i jolly well accepted the challenge of hand whisking every thing to some "light and fluffy" textured batter.
The first 5 minutes were alright.
10 mins later, i was cursing cause the thing looks nothing like what cake batter is supposed to look like.
15 mins later, i have an arm that is aching so freaking bad i felt like i did 50 pumpings already.
20 mins later, i was sitting there contemplating to start over again or not.
30 mins later, i was whisking again. One last damn attempt.
35 mins later of non stop speed 3 (which is max on the elec. beater fyi) whisking, i got a decent looking batter.
Unfortunately i have a giant mess in the kitchen and i had the timer wrong and i had to bake the cake, 3 times.
whats with me and three.
thankfully the third time worked....
original plan.
I had fantasied that it would look like THAT.
somewhat similar at least.
to protect my own shame and disappointment, i shall not subject myself to abasement by posting the end product.
:(
Oh well.
right, prom is coming real soon.
im supposed to get my dress and everything BEFORE my papers end...
let's see how everything would turn out yah.
Oh and these days the pre exam stress has been surfacing again.
or rather, the consequences of the hectic studying/ junking out on chocolates and sugar are taking a toll on me.
All the irregular exercise have resulted to deteriorating stamina as well.
I have never felt this sour before, honestly.
I went out for a strenuous run earlier on.
it wasnt much actually, 3km but i really felt like crap during and afterwards.
Was so disheartened i kept picking at all minor imperfections that seem to have amplified overnight/ over weeks.
the dull and flaky skin, the dry hair ends, the extra meat appearing around..
trying to get back to my old physical state.
dieting, running, moping around, something, anything to get back to my old self.
See what all the free time has done to me.
when i was studying my brain was so occupied and exhausted from all the formulas and stuff it prevented me from thinking about.. things.
Now that i have disposed practically everything except the sciences from my head, i've plenty of space left in my mind to think think think think think and worry.
Which isnt healthy, at all.
i dont even have band to occupy me.
and i cant find a contemporary dance course.
someone save me :/
at least there's the picnic this friday.
hopefully that will cheer me up!
