My favourite and most disastrous cooking experience had to be the time my younger sister and I decided to bake cookies.

It was the first time we were baking without our mum and we were nervous and excited about it. We rushed to the kitchen to bake the moment we were done with dinner. We got out the recipe book and were going to make double chocolate chip cookies. We started preparing the ingredients when we realised that we had no eggs left! The supermarket or market was closed already so we could not run out to get the eggs. We had no choice but to go over to the our neighbour's house to borrow some eggs from them. Our neighbour was really sweet about it and gave us 2 eggs. We thanked her and went back home to continue baking. We prepared the ingredients and wanted to mix the batter together. Then we realised that we didn't know how to use the mixer! We spent another half and hour trying to figure out how to set up the mixer and use it. But in the end, everything was fine. We mixed everything together and spooned the batter out on the tray. While I was spooning out the batter, my sister went to turn on the oven so that it could heat up. But after awhile, the oven short cicuited! Oh no, could anything else go wrong? Thank god we haven't put the trays in yet. We had no choice again but to go over to our neighbour's house to ask if we could cook the cookies at their house. Our neighbour was very nice and understanding, she welcomed us into her home without any hesitation. She even offered us cake and drinks while we were waiting for the cookies to be done.

It was an embarrassing yet fun experience and at the end of the day even after all the screw ups, we still produced delicious cookies! (:

It's back to school.

Today we had a talk on our Portfolio Development. Right now we're in the proposal phase of the project and I have not started, AT ALL. So naturally a panic attack sets in when everyone starts talking about it. Stress stress stress. Suddenly I'm confronted with this huge blank that's supposed to be my future. Or more accurately, maybe a question mark where my future is supposed to be. I don't get how some people how their whole lives mapped out for themselves. I can barely plan what to have for dinner sometimes, how do you expect me to plan for the rest of my life? I don't even know what I want to do, where I want to go. I have no clue where to start. So with all these question marks stabbing into my brain, it's no wonder I am so stressed out I can barely think.

All I can say is thank god for fencing. Without it, sometimes I think I'd be lost. I went to training feeling really stressed but I came out feeling loads better albeit more tired. I gained more perspective during training and it helped to calm me down and helped me think better. Sports is good, everyone should do sports so they get the release of endorphins and everyone will feel better (:

Sigh, work work work nic work.

HAPPY 11TH BABY!! Hha oh my god. Its hard to imagine what life was like before you. I really rather not remember. You came into my life, bringing my happiness with you. You've given me something to breathe for, something to get out of bed for. I love you sweetheart (: