Good Riddance

To: March & co.

"Heartless"

In the night, I hear them talk the coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road, he lost his soul
To a woman so heartless
How could you be so heartless
Oh, how could you be so heartless?

How could you be so cold as the winter wind when it breeze
Just remember that you talking to me
You need to watch the way you talking to me
I mean after all the things that we been through
I mean after all the things we got into
Ayo, I know there are some things that you ain't told me
Ayo, I did some things but that's the old me
And now you wanna get me back and you gonna show me
So you walk around like you don't know me
You got a new friend, well I got homies
But in the end it's still so lonely

How could you be so Dr. Evil?
You bringing out a side of me that I don't know
I decided we weren't gonna speak so
Why we up 3 A.M. on the phone?
Why though she be so mad at me for?
Homie I don't know she's hot and cold
I won't stop wont mess my groove up
Cause I already know how this thing go
You run and tell your friends that you're leaving me
They say that they don't see what you see in me
You wait a couple months then you gonna see
You'll never find nobody better than me

Talking talking talking talk
Baby lets just knock it off
They don't know what we been through
They don't know about me and you
So why I got something new to see?
And you just gonna be keep hating me
And we just gonna be enemies
I know you can't believe
I could just leave it wrong
And you can't make it right
I'm gonna take off tonight (Into the night)

by Kayne West

Key Words

Random.

Vague yet familiar.

Sweet & simple.

Emotional & romantic.

This week in a nutshell: california. paul's kitchen. eye hump. fat chix. expired oil. mommy baking for babies. wedding.

Can't wait for my red j-e-l-l-o!!

Its all about the food

Anthony Bourdain. My hero.

I could spend all day on youtube watching his No Reservations travel escapes:

"We had only the bass, some butter and a lemon to cook with, but we cooked that sucker up under the tiny home broiler and served it on aluminium foil, tearing at it with our fingers. It was bright, moonlit sky now, a mean high tide was lapping at the edges of our house, and as the windows began to shake in their frames, a smell of white spindrift and salt saturated the air as we ate. It was the freshest piece of fish I'd ever eaten, and I don't know if it was due to the dramatic quality the weather was beginning to take on, but it hit me right in the brainpan, a meal that made me feel better about things, made me better for eating, somehow even smarter, somehow...It was a protein rush to the cortex, a clean, three-ingredient high, eaten with the hands. Could anything be better than that?"

Friday. It seems like we're holding up to our weekly fine dining pleasure. We went to Olala on Electric Street (not the one on star st) and it was good meal though a tad pricey. Love their fresh french bread and had the herring as appetizer. My main was the shrimp salad and I would give a 7 for the taste but a 10 for the texture! Every bite was a surprise. p: "The plate symbolizes our world and every piece of leaf symbolizies a person and how much space they take up in your life." haha hao wu liao. Went to Epoch afterwards for our quick sugar fix and leafed through cosmopolitan (reading and laughing about juicy tips etc.) Felt relieved that the week is finally over. Saturday was a pretty relaxing day as always. Bought takeaway back to j's place and played RB for houuurrs before heading out. We're all going to get blisters on our left fingers soon. Must play drumbs more haha. All in all, a v. good night although I must say that Prive needs to hire a new dj because they repeat songs alot =\

A random photo taken from bb. Still haven't fixed my camera yet. One of our bosses bought 30 cupcakes last week and it was so delishh! Speaking of which, we're going to sign up for a cooking class and do what all hk girls love to do, make dessert! Never tried it before nor have special purpose but sounds fun. Patissiers are the neurologists of cooking, or life for that matter ;)

Whats been said & done

Now that everything has played out this way, can someone tell me what I should do to make things better? Or is it completely irreversible =(

Previously if I ever mentioned that I was somewhat busy at work, multiply that workload by two. Guess it's something to focus my mind on...*Yay with zero sarcasm ha ha ha.

My own glimmer of hope: friday & saturday nite chillin' with my gurls.

Helpless & tired p.