Current location:	Gods, do I STILL need to answer this?
Current mood:	crazy
Current music:	Christmassy Songs

Um...I'm back?
Is it totally bad that I've ignored my precious blog for almost half a year and am now only posting because my brain is feeling so squished from NOT finding any decent recipes for thrice-damned melon bread that I've been dying to make for over three months now and I'm THIS CLOSE to just giving up and making a sort of peanut-butter-cookie-wrapped-around-coffee-flavored-bun that only has a passing resemblance to aforementioned melon bread?

And did that sentence make any sense? Not that I care. Coz, like, I only have a maximum of three friends who actually bother to read through LJs, and they've probably forgotten all about me by now, living their super-cool lives in their super-cool, very-far-from-the-desert countries (Except Australia, but that's not authentic desert. Their sand is red. Ours is sand-colored <(T.T)>). S o actually, there's no point in me posting anything, coz no one's gonna read it.

If I ever posted anything remotely this long on FF.net, my readers would freak. That's how long I've ben gone.

But anyway, if anyone's gonna read this, I'd just like to say that yes, I'm still alive, yes, I'm still on the chubby side, and YES, I'M IN SCHOOL! IN A FREAKING AUSTRALIAN SCHOOL! IT'S A SIGN, DAMMIT! A SIGN!!!

Ahem.

Technically, it's a school-type school. More like a...a not-school-type school. Well, college, coz I'm definitely in that age bracket now. It's a non-college. Yeah. Coz it's not technically a college when you only have three hours of school a day. But all that's gonna change soon, fortunately (or unfortunately, if you ask my feet). My new classmates are going to be Nepali. Thirty of them, more or less. (And one girl whose boyfriend was so hot in a rustic-cute kind of way. Garden implement) And they all want to work soon-ish, so the classes are going from a lazy 8 to 11am thing to a very hectic, crazy, killer 8am to 8pm, five days a week. And I only have one uniform. Crap.

Oh, did I say I'm in a cooking school? I'm in a cooking school. Sydney International Courses/College. Check it out.

And I'm graduating in three months. I joined in September. Miss Dropout is still gonna graduate before y'all. Take that.

Hey Farah, I know how to make tiramisu now.