ahhh. my addictions are creeping up on me.
one. in the pretense of cleaning up my post-assessment/filthy-teenaged room for reasons of hygeine and mental stablity, i have found that this too is growing into a procrastination aid. booo. everything i do except studying is, thus only study helps study and thats just not cool.
two. ive been drooling for cupcakes for one whole week now (possibly longer because it feels like ive been waiting my WHOLE LIFE) but instead have been homebound completely - cleaning and picking up books. and nothing saciates cupcake craving besides cupcakes. NOTHING. i've even started to count how many i'll be buying tomorrow (yessssss!) and Dangnammit they better be the best fucking cupcakes in sydney! yes i've been waiting THAT long - how long? TOO LONG! that long. yes.
three. sadly my tastebuds are suggesting that coffee and chai lattes are nothing when they're not served frothy and in cosy paper takeaway cups that one can sip deliriously from. in my homebound state i've resorted to boiling milk in pans, then whisking profusely with forks lol. i left this huge burnt milk stain on my stove but luckily my mum loves my life (because stove spillage is close to home burning, duh) more than she loves tidy stoves so she forgave me and i cleaned it : )
four. the strokes are what cupcakes are for the soul, for my ears.
according to my sister 'they were like 5 years ago!' except she probably just meant 'stop trying to put your earplugs in my ear!'
deep down i have this inkling that they might not be, but at the same time that they are, just the best.
well they're good for this moment and that is what counts right ?
x (haha homebound is such a lame word and i used it 3 times plus the title has nothing to do with my post : ) ...just with my current state of mind i spose.) |
ME TOO... cleaning up my room has become the legitimate way of procrastinating. =(
cant wait to taste the cupcakes either. Trust me, they ARE good.