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Friday, December 24, 2010


chocolate chip brownie-cookies, tollhouse cookies, coconut ice slice and a lemon cheesecake in 24 hours, uggh. the worst part was the lemon part of the cheesecake - grating for the peel and squeezing the juice out just wrecks your hand. and if you have any undiscovered little cuts on either hand, the lemon juice'll be sure to let you know, ouch. everything turned out pretty well though - even though i had to modify the baking time for the brownie-cookies and messed around with the butter quantities for the slice and cheesecake (who doesn't love a bigger cheesecake base! :D). now everything except for the cheesecake is gone. but the cheesecake's good :) although it's quite thin, it's fairly rich and was pretty liked all around hehe. yay for philadelphia cream cheese! and for the sake of doing it - i might bake more next week still, maybe something more christmas-y than what i've baked recently.



we had a little party here last night - a few uncles and aunties came. a 4 year old boy i barely knew somehow got me into playing racing cars with him, which only really involved us pushing toy cars along the floor to reach the finish line, which he forever changed so i could never win even if i'd gotten there first ("no! the finish line's over here!"). competition was fierce - he rammed his car into mine and i lost a wheel. then we went on to play with little green toy soldiers (which according to him were from a movie called 'Toy Storage'). he even designated a little cute chipmunk figurine sitting on a log as a 'bomber', and it was kind of...weird seeing the boy flying the smiling rodent over the little green soldiers and wrecking untold havoc among their lines, in other words using his other hand to topple them.

but it was fun all in all - i don't know how i actually managed to entertain him for the entire evening, haha i thought my patience would've given out way sooner. unfortunately for me, the boy still didn't know my name by the end of the party. he was pretty funny all the same - i remember when i'd taken out the two racing cars for him to pick one and leave me the other, he'd chosen one, rushed over to his mum and said in an overly loud whisper: "mum, i chose the faster one!".

the bali trip went pretty well. we touched down at night, around 9 or 10, and it was pretty dark. out of the dark we saw luminous sticks being waved in the dark to direct the plane to the docking site. you could tell it was an indian because... well anyway we got off with our bags and took a little shuttle bus to immigration, got through and queued under the sign that said 'Goods Not To Declare' which sounded kind of sneaky, but all of us got through all right. the resort people were really nice - they'd brought two cars along for our family, and had brought some water and snacks along for the 3 hour ride :/ i don't remember much of it, other than that almost all of us fell asleep and when i woke up the whole place was fogged up - seriously, you could barely see a few metres ahead of you, and it was night. we did reach the resort safely anyway; our villas were really nice. meals were in the nearby resort restaurant - it was dimly lighted at night, and there was one time during dinner my dad and i were exchanging what we thought were different types of meat and they turned out to be the same thing; we just couldn't tell in the dark.

there were also free foot massages, which turned instead turned out to be an experential discovery of how many acupoints there are on the soles of your feet. read lots of harry potter there! :D thanks arthur and xintian for lending them to me. my mum read a bit of the Philosopher's Stone, and commented that Harry should be more grateful toward Vernon and Petunia for letting him stay in their house. then again she thought spongebob was a block of cheese.

it kept raining in Bali! turned out to be monsoon season there. but since we spent almost all our time indoors (reading/telly) it didn't make much of a difference. still, it's good to be home - there's no place like home.

7:04 PM


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