Three days..(or four?) till Christmas!!

Before I start, I have a question for you all. So today is the 21st. Do I count, 22nd as one day, 23rd and two days, 24th as three days…so three days till Christmas? Or is it…25 minus 21, so FOUR days till Christmas? Ahh…. whatever, okay, so Christmas is NEAR. *rolls eyes* 

First, I made a mess in my tiny kitchen. I got flour everywhere, then I accidentally spilled the Cinnamon powder and then my whole house smelt like apple pie….. 

Okay, then came the fun part. I was slowly getting the hang of it. I suddenly thought…..if I ever wanted to revenge on someone, I’d just take my electric beater and just fly food all over my enemy’s house. I thought that was a pretty creative revenge….don’t you think?

Okay it just keeps getting better! Rolling it out was so much fun! Except I somehow banged my head with the stick….don’t ask me how….it fell, and I tried to pick it up…and then…somehow. 

I got so excited with the cutting that I forgot to use the other patterns!!! DOH! Too many stars…

The first batch is in the oven….and baking~~ ooh yea, you see my peace sign? And yea, it’s all stars -_-

The next batch! I made smaller stars hehe and hearts…and what was supposed to be Christmas trees, but turned out to look more like leaves……. and some left over dough which I spelt out Merry X’mas! 

Done!

A prettier presentation~

Hoho, my demented lettering~ Wanted to make Christmas, because you know, I want to have the Christ in Christmas, but really had no space left on the rack….nor enough patience….

TA-DA!!! I realized that I bought gift bags which were WAYyy to large because I only ended up with two bags. Yep….so much for Christmas gifts. HAHA Maybe I’ll make some more….or maybe I won’t. Depends. I have had my fun already…….guess we’ll see?

The curse has been lifted...

Having a cold is almost like having been cursed. Ever watched that movie where a girl watches a freaky video and the phone rings and a scary voice tells her that she will die in seven days? Well, having a cold is kind of like that. You feel like you’re going to die. Almost like you watched that freaky video. And then in the movie, the girl lets someone else watch the freaky video and then the curse is lifted and she doesn’t die. Instead, she passes the curse on and that other unfortunate person now has to deal with it (and of course, it’s a movie, so she won’t tell the other person how to solve the curse). Anyway, I’m much less selfish and I will tell you what I know. So just like in the movie, you just have to “pass on the curse”. Yep, the curse of the cold. Give it to someone. Kiss someone, stand in really close proximity for an extended period of time, cough on someone, sneeze into someone…whatever it takes. Pass it on. Giving it to at least two other persons will have a better effect. And then, miraculously, you are cold-free! Well I’m sorry to the person I gave my cold curse to…well, I’m not really sorry, but I’m just being polite here. I’m glad that it’s no longer my problem. WoOT.

YES!!!

I love it when people read my stuff. I love it even more when people read my stuff and then still read some more when I post new stuff. In a mere 4 months, I’ve had more than 3000 hits on my blog. Thanks guys! I shall try to keep my life interesting enough to keep me talking about random stuff often….

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Oh….and I discovered I have a very unattractive laugh - it has been described as a Beavis and Butthead laugh. I have always denied it, but what happens when there’s a consensus going on? DAMN. Jamie…Beavis, and Butthead.

let it snow, let it snow, let it...wait...maybe no?

The other day I was aimlessly walking around (like any normal person would too) and I came across a Christmassy-looking shop. On display right by the entrance was a grand Christmas tree decorated with stuff, lights and even had music. Not like that was special enough though. It had this thing on top which sprayed out polyester foam balls! It fluttered down like snow where there was an upside-down looking umbrella thing which caught all the foam balls and sucked it right up again to be sprayed down again. WOW.

Looking at that, I suddenly thought to myself “Aw….it would be nice if it snowed.”

BAM. I would’ve literally punched my very nose in if it were a socially acceptable thing to do. What was I thinking?? It would be nice if it snowed?!! HELLO??? If I remembered correctly, I spent everyday of last winter complaining of the cold….and oh yea, also how ugly and annoying snow really is - statistically, I slipped and fell on an average of twice a day.

So my question is: Why do we always want what we don’t get? In Australia, I wanted snow, then in Korea, I had snow and hated it. During the snow, I wanted the sun. Now that there’s no snow, I think it’d be nice to snow?

Well I’m glad that only lasted for a mere second (because remember? I punched myself mentally). Today, I woke up and it is only 13 degrees Celsius and I felt cold. Maybe it’s a note from God reminding me how much I truly do hate winter…………