Bridging Fantasy & Reality

Talk about emancipation. Ah. I is so free! It feels like swimming through low grade viscosity chocolate. And speaking of chocolate, I was at it again when I decided to put my baking skills to the test. After finally ending my gym hiatus today, I spent the whole afternoon in the occasionally empty communal kitchen perfecting my baking skills. Baking is so FUn! I think it's my own personal form of projection. Now I understand what Kailas talks about when she famously claims that baking takes her mind off studies. But to do it every week? Nah. So not me. Every once in a blue moon? Now we're talking!

Whatever the case, I was pumped today. My main motivation was KS. Reason being I had promised to bake him a batch of cookies for his 21st birthday MONTHS ago. And today, I finally got down to doing it. Which is why KS received a majority of the personalized cookies that emerged from the dough as seen on the right.

It was the usual mixing and matching. Thankfully Kailas had a lot of excess baking stuff that she wished to get rid off before leaving huia so I got to make use of them. Thanks again Kailas. You will not imagine the array of embellishements that the girl has when it comes to baking.

I used green colouring for my icing. It was still pretty lumpy when i was done with it, but i am not one who is particularly meticulous when it comes to these things.

I am uploading this upon request of a certain someone who thinks he looks like Collin Farrel (I almost typed in Firth) from the movie 'In Bruges' here. LOL. What a crack up, seriously! And in hopes of chasing away a stranger who keeps leaving odd comments in my chatbox. I wish I had that much time to go around leaving odd comments in other peoples chatboxes and then not even owning up to them.

It's been one month. Too short really. I feel like I've been with him forever now. I didn't want him to take me anywhere, especially since he had to pay NZD 1700 for his car repairs and take the bus here and also coz we were all still stuck in a study daze. But we still did something. Thoughtful enough to make it perfect. I always thought it was weird when couples sat on the same side of the table. Until I did it yesterday. Didn't feel odd at all. Felt right.

And then we went back to the viaduct. And walked around. That place drips with droplets of memories. It's where he revealed. Where we watched fireworks. Where I met the majority of his friends. Where those lavish appartments with yatch parking lodges lie. Has to be my favorite place....

 Ah well. The comfort of the warm duvet calls. Here I go running....

The final week before exams is officially upon me. And to say I am prepared would be such an exaggerated lie that I'd prefer to just not go there. Akash is driving us to Tamaki today where a deserted campus lies in the middle of foliage so we can get some quiet study done. Which also means I have to get ready in one hour!

Finished my last assignment of the semester during the weekend and I can't believe how freaking long it took! I was supposed to finish it LAST weekend. But me being the perfectionist (which I hate!) went and read this entire mountain of journals to fully understand the concept of psychoanalytic desire and capitalism from Gilles Deleuze and Felix Guattari's points' of view. There is sadly, no space for perfectionism in uni. It's all about the science of balance. Spend too long on one assignment, and you lose out somewhere else, whether it's study or lecture or fun, the decision is ultimately yours. What I have come to realize is uni is almost too savage when it comes to time. It's nowhere close to a conducive place for people like me who are meticulous about detail. I'm still learning how to substitute detail and precision with speed. But I have never been good at that. To produce quality, I have always been someone to take time. It's challenging that way. And a challenge, despite my constant complains, is something that I have always loved. So bring it on finals. Time to rip you apart!

Friday night was our UMSA old/new committee appreciation dinner at Turkish Cafe in Newmarket. Pretty much a success. It marked the ultimate final event for the old committee which time and time again, I have said, that I will miss to death. KS made good souvenir booklets and everyone wrote nice stuff about each other in them. I still can't help glimpsing through mine. I love such things! SO simple yet so meaningful. And the food. OMYLORD. best food I have had in WEEKS! Jie Huei, Allan, Ati and I shared three dishes and I just couldn't help stuffing me face. Turkish food is the bombinos!

Saturday night was Vim's surprise 21st birthday party that Allan planned and executed with the assistance of myself and the rest. Got him a cake and then we waited in the apartment while they got back from grocery shopping and yelled "SURPRISE!!!!". Can die laughing! coz Vim was so shocked that the first thing he did was run out of the apartment. Good times! Been having more of my fair share. We played mafia, a game that I am pretty good at as I have come to realize. hehe. And then there was talking and laughing til the break of dawn. If it weren't for these people, my life would be lacklustre.