first paper (finance) is over and i have just cleared my laptop desktop of anything that vaguely reminds me of finance. not that the paper went badly but i have this naggy eczema-like feeling that i have been very careless. last night, i was too coward to open up the intranet to check my marketing grade, after two somewhat-disastrous case reports and a real-test2-downer, i was not too sure i would appreciate my self- esteem plummeting to a new low just before the finance exam. today i decided to face up to reality. not thrilled- just relieved.
sigh onto more heartening affairs
after dabbling through the interior of our home, mum found her place in the kitchen, well more like in front of the oven and baked a carrot cake. her first cake in fift-, whoops twenty-six years! though the betty crocker recipe was simple enough to follow, translating it into action required unyielding effort of hand- grating the carrots and hand- mixing the mix for a good few minutes (thank god for ready- sliced almonds!) in taste, to be truthful, i absolutely enjoyed it. choked full of almonds, i ignored doctor's orders for the day and helped myself to the fluffy betacarotene-rich dessert.while mum thinks of more cakes to bake, i can finally fulfil my childhood dream of waking up to the aromatic goodness of something baking in the kitchen.
vietnamese beef noodle from secret recipe- yup, the very same secret recipe that is synonmous with chees-chocolatey-cakes and western culinary features such as lamb shank stew and chicken le cordon bleu. though i was caught off guard by the intense darkness of the broth, surprise soon set in with the chunky meatball that i swear, produced a faint 'toiii-ng' sound when i bit into it- so does not taste like supermarket bought meatballs. with generous helpings of beef slices and delectable beefballs, a slick bowl of beef noodles was delivered.
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