awesome's partay!

mommy dearest
my mommy dearest suddenly insists in controlling me mega-ly. i really dunno why la. haiyo. she was just superbly stubborn in not letting me go for brenda's farewell party (which has been said to be the "awesome partay of the year"). so, dakshy, not being able to do much about it, had to just shut up and listen to her.
what to do la? i'm still under-aged and havent obtained my own fucking driver's license.

siewie saves the day
last night, siewie called.

"dak. you coming for the party rite?"
"no la.. my mom's not letting me go! damn pissing of you know!"
"well... how IF you tell her that i can provide transport?"
"actually, it isnt about transport.. its just that its too late at night la."
"but i want you to see my new haircut!"
"new hair cut?? now i wanna go! how siewie?"
"how IF you tell your mom that ................ ??"
"OH MY GOD! that's a really good idea. but, i dont think she'll accept the second part of it. lemme try asking her."
"okie! make sure you gimme some good news!"

final decision
after the mega pleading and literal begging....

"fine la fine la. just go. haiyo... children nowadays can be SO persuasive la!"

muahahahahahahahaha! i'm going for the partay!

what to wear
some how or other, the most stressful part of attending a function would be when the question "what do i wear?" arises. and damn it! it has just risen. actually rite.. i never bothered thinking of what to wear cos i just never thought my mom would allow me to go. so, i didnt bother thinking much. but now, since i'm going, i have just come to realise that i have less than 5 hours to pick something to wear, get dressed up and look for a birthday gift for awesome. damn it!

my options would be:
@-- pants and a blouse (formal)
@-- jeans and a blouse (smart casual)
@-- skirt and blouse (elegant)
@-- super short skirt and blouse (kinky)

hmmmm...

baking outta the blues
day before yesterday, for no absolute reason, i thought of baking. asking opinions for what to bake, it turned out to be a cake. after thinking a while, i came up with an orange cake. the perfect orange cake (dakshy's very own recipe).

and the baking began.

wah! one hour later, the whole house was filled with the smell of my orange cake. fantastically fantastic! perfecto! exquisite! simply beautiful! name it la. it was just happening. perfect moisture, perfect texture, perfect colour, just perfect.

ok. i should stop.

anyhow, after that, my sista and i thought of baking strawberry choc chip cookies. and not surprisingly, that was also perfect.

click!

~ never been happier ~