ginger + cinnamon

Diets are indeed sad but it plays a big role if I want to be skeleton thin.


Finally I got to make my own gingerbread cookies after a long time considering whether I should. One day my younger siblings came back with some birthday party packs and a gingerbread man was in each packet. That's where I got my inspiration from. So I decided that I should spend my Saturday baking....

Gosh it wasn't an easy task. Mixing the ingredients was a piece of cake but shaping these people was one hell of a difficult task. My dough was very soft so everytime a man or lady was shaped, I had to be really careful when picking it up else it'd get misshaped and wouldn't look like people anymore. However after 4 hours, 40 gingerbread people were baked and thankfully were very delicious.


A day later, all gingerbread people are happily in everyone's stomach. It's heartbreaking to see how fast the cookies go down our throats when it took hours to make them. Nevertheless, I'm happy that I baked it.

groovy

One thing that kept me going today was the fact that I had a dance class early in the night. Besides that, the day was pretty dreadful with company which I think I no longer enjoy spending my time with. It didn't help when this fever of mine still does not want to subside after 3 days.

I think I'm slowly growing a right leg to replace my extra left leg. I enjoy more of my dance classes now that I can keep up with the steps. I totally adore the dance instructor who I thought has some kinda fancy accent. Because he was sort of cool, I forgive him for wearing that tacky and cheesy LED belt while conducting the class.

All these remind me of my former aerobic instructor named Carlos who I often bumped into on St James Street. I always thought he wasn't straight but everytime I saw him on the street, he was always hand-in-hand with some attractive ladies. One lucky man that guy was.

I wish to have a busy schedule like I had this time exactly last year. I want to be occupied with many dance practices for big events. I want to get back the fun in me.

saved by the bell

I thought after the long 4 days weekend, I would be all geared up for work today. Unfortunately I was caught with a fever which I think is spreading around real quickly.

After my one-to-one session with HR earlier in the afternoon, I felt demotivated to work. The clock was ticking very slowly and by the time it was half past five, the angry clouds came and darkened the city centre. Then it started pouring and everyone was trapped in the building. Perfect.. just when I wanted to leave badly, it rained like nobody's business.

Suddenly...

"Attention.. attention to all staffs. The underground gate is closing. Please remove all cars as water level is rising.."

Woohoo! That was my cue to leave. I was actually hoping for the whole building to black out but this was good enough. So I left the office just to be stuck in the traffic jam.

take it slow

I'm dreading the days to come. There is no such thing that I look forward to anymore and I think I know why. I'm slowing transforming to somebody I'm not.

Lately I often think about my study days, and oh boy don't I miss them. I miss the flexible hours and the freedom to wear anything. I miss the walks around the city and in the parks envying lovers holding hands and enjoying each other's company. I miss talking to friendly strangers about the news and current happenings. I miss the feeling of not having to worry about anything.

I feel like sobbing my eyes out for no particular reason just to let go of my frustrations. I am already halfway through isolating myself. This is perhaps healthy for me as I need some space to evaluate my future.