And to explain myself for the all too over-the-top enthusiasm in the above paragraph is that it's only been 20 days into the year, 2 weeks into school and I feel exhausted already. I can't remember the last time the universe tried this hard to kick me down. Again embracing a terrible biological screw-up and negative correlations between critical thinking skills and never-ending deadlines at midnight. I'd say I won't make it past June.
Photos via Instagram; gastro-porn and dainty new bedside table lamps and all. Pretty evident of the time I've been spending in the kitchen as of late, and all the nifty skills I've picked up through a concoction of Mum's ol'tricks and the Internet. Gone are the k-pop videos and beauty tutorials, my subscription list is 75% cooking channels. Also, have I mentioned I adore Gordan Ramsey?
The build-up towards this year was strangely satisfying. During that time, I managed to get out of the country twice, visited some extremely picturesque places with the people I love, and enjoyed really good food. Street food, hawker food, whatever's in your books. It is simply unfortunate we do not have the priviledge of what Penangites do, and anyone that says our local hawker scene is good enough for them, they obviously have not been to Penang.
So here we are, in 2012. The family and I spent New Year's at home. We sipped red wine, popped champagne, and had a very entertaining round of Monopoly. 2011 was gone, and I hurried with my mental thank-yous and quick reflection. Then I prayed that 2012 wouldn't disappoint, and that we would visit Tsukiji soon.
0 comments:
Post a Comment