I love Hummingbird Bakery cupcakes. I think I’ve said as much previously here.

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YH knows this, so he got me their cookbook as one of my birthday gifts. I already flagged up like, maybe half the book for recipes I want to try.

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Looking very red

Yesterday night, I finally started one of them: Red Velvet Cupcakes.

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cream cheese frosting

They turned out quite nice aesthetically – haven’t tried them yet, as I’m giving it to someone for his birthday!

I spent around 3 hours doing them because halfway through, I decided to actually check the expiry date of my bicarbonate of soda – it expired in JULY 2008!

YH helped me frost the cupcakes and I’m really happy with the final product. I just hope they’ll taste as nice as the ones I remember, especially since the last one I had was while I was completing my vacation schemes in summer!

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red velvet cupcakes with cream cheese frosting

Because there were some revisions to the recipe, Hummingbird Bakery actually posted up a link to the recipe with the revisions here. Definitely worth a try, considering that each cupcake is what, £1.85 each?

Don’t ever wash chillis after cutting them. My entire left hand is now stinging!!!

Even washing it with milk only provides momentary relief. :(

Currently I’m using a milk bath to soak my entire hand.

Looks super dodgy!!!!

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UPDATE: The burn is gone. I now have milk-scented hands. Googling milk bath showed me this and this. Would anyone really?!

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UPDATE: The burn resurfaced after a short while. :( I soaked it for two more hours already – please work this time!!!

I miss Wenny! Despite giving her access to this blog with her own username and password, she has refused to update or send in any posts! Busy with Mr Bongso?

Anyway, one of our shared memories struck me today.

We used to hang out with a group of four other guys – there was this one guy who was arguably the most well-off in the group. And by well-off, I mean really very wealthy. The thing about him is that although he was really rich, he dressed in a very simple way.Flip flops, casual tees (usually school tees) and PE shorts. Everyday. Whether we were going to Cineleisure, or going to a BBQ, he was dressed in a ‘heck care, I wear this everyday‘ manner.

One day we knew we were going to meet him, so we didn’t want him to think we were vainpots, so we  dressed up in the most simple way we could think of.

The both of us thought very very hard to come up with the simplest outfit ever: a plain JC shirt (probably one of our council shirts), shorts (probably FBT) and flipflops (we even had matching ones from Ripple).

It made us feel very good too – we were finally cool enough to actually choose to be uncool!

I don’t know which is sadder: the fact that I don’t think he even noticed our outfit, or that instead of being less vain, we were even more vain than ever.

Most of my friends seem to have their birthdays in October & November – every year, this period of time is usually filled with birthday cake preparations, birthday party planning, venue bookings, etc.

I’ve read somewhere that people of certain horoscopes gel most with people of compatible horoscopes.

That may be true, but it also means I have less money to shop in Bicester… :(

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Yesterday, I learnt that I can survive on 1 hour of sleep – although it meant sleeping from 5pm – 9am (i.e. 16 hours of sleep) after that.

It’s all Dan Brown’s fault!!!

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Happy Birthday Jo!

YH and Oliver may have completed a 42km marathon, but I think I pretty much completed my own marathon today, cooking a welcome back Thai meal for them.

Too tired to even remember to take photos of the food!!! :(

Everything is a matter of context.

How many unnecessary accessories do I need when so many out there don’t even have shoes?

How appreciated do I want to be compared to a mother who is beaten by her child?

How loved do I hope to be in light of domestic violence or cheating husbands?

How much better do I want to cook considering I’ve never cooked an egg before I came to the UK?

How accomplished do I wish I am especially given all that I already have?

How much time do I want to spend on self-improvement when I can improve other people’s lives much more significantly than I can improve my own in small, incremental ways?

I want to remember that I’m more blessed than I realize all the time – not just some of the time.

Some of the time is just not enough.

So Jo came up with the great idea of having a bake sale and that’s what we’ll be doing this coming Wednesday.

I’m making classic blueberry muffins (£1.50 each) and triple chocolate brownies (£1.50 each), while she’ll be making pretty fruit tarts (£2.00 each) and profiteroles (£2.00 for 3) (yes, choux pastry, omg!).

The rationale is, we can’t run, so we bake! We’re raising funds for the:

Muscular Dystrophy Campaign!

Please support us! If you order one of each, it’s only £6.00! Plus, everything’s going to be packaged nicely. We confirm the orders personally and you can pick them up at the Singsoc Elections!

That aside, I am buying groceries this weekend for the intense baking marathon on Wednesday – my shopping list horrifies me:

1.2 KILOgrammes semisweet chocolate

600 g unsalted butter

200 g brown sugar

14 eggs (yes, FOURTEEN)

1KILOg plain flour

360 g white chocolate chips

360 g milk chocolate chips

1 KILOg sugar

160ml buttermilk

400 g fresh blueberries

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Does that sound scary to anyone else at all?! Don’t worry, it’ll all be worth the calories! :)

The past few days have been one of rediscovery – I guess it’s befitting that this happens after I’ve turned 21.

I’ve been thinking about what I’ve been doing, what I’ve done and what I still want to do. I suppose I am taking stock of my life so far.

Finding a new enthusiasm for more creative pursuits is exciting and I can’t wait to get started. I may not be as adept at it as others may be but at least it’ll keep my mind occupied. I tend to get very restless when I don’t have something to work towards, so hopefully I’ll have a few creative projects coming up soon!

The next pressing thing on my mind has been my dissertation – thinking about how it fits into the syllabus, what I intend to cover within my dissertation, and finally, finding material for this very obscure part of the law. Sitting at the library today and finally finding a book that covers perfectly what I’m working on gives me a nerdy sort of ‘high’. Having friends who are looking out for me helps too! (Thanks Keith!) Can’t wait to get into the intricacies and the intersection between two apparently diverse academic fields.

On another note, I’ve issued myself a challenge not to keep spending money recklessly and stop myself from becoming a spendthrift. Especially when someone beside me is constantly reminding me of the number of people falling within the definition of poverty. I suppose it’s a good thing to step out of the capitalist mindset and rethink how much we already have in relative excess without having absolute excesses.

So the big 2-1 hits me, bringing in a lifetime of freedom (like watching educational movies that are somehow rated R21!) and a full weight of responsibilities, ranging from personal ones like paying for tax/rent to political ones like taking my oath of allegiance or voting in elections.

One of the first questions I was asked was how I felt being 21. The truth? Not much different from 20, but I guess the changes within myself are still surfacing. I suppose change never actually sinks in until the contrast shows up a few years later.

Thinking about growing up always brings me back to what one of my friends once said, “You don’t know how satisfying it is to be able to pay rent.” Somehow I never thought that paying rent and satisfaction would ever go together, but I guess he’s right in that we find our independence in little ‘joys’ like receiving bills addressed to ourselves instead of our parents, or entering into legal contracts in our own name. Paying my own rent out of my own money hammers in the last nail – I am actually exiting my childhood.

My life now is a mishmash of different compartments – my life in Brunei, my life in Singapore, my life in Coventry and my future life in London.

Within each compartment, I have been so fortunate to have met people I love, people I am inspired to know, people I am honoured to have met before, and a whole variety of other colourful or gray people.

My birthday celebration was pulled together by YH and involved three diverse circles in Warwick: my housemates from last year and my law clasmates, my Singsoc friends, and my law juniors.

Thanks for the celebration! It’s a 21st I’m happy to claim as my own!

The entire day didn’t start off too well… I had lunch at Cannon Cafe - really if you are ever hungry in Cannon Park, please have a meal bought from Tesco’s or Boots. The food at Cannon Cafe is horrible! My sausage roll was soggy and contained the weirdest sausage I’ve ever had the misfortune to put in my mouth. It was all mushy and disgusting. The worst thing of all was that I almost had to pay for ketchup and mayonnaise when I was at the counter. Luckily the lady did not charge me for anything other than the sausage roll – she must have known that I’d have needed it to mask the taste.

It was raining, so I fell into YH’s trap of waiting in the library while he went for his meeting. So began the entire afternoon of treasure hunting!

He left me at a computer terminal and 5 minutes later, I got a message with a link to a website. I opened up the website and discovered to my horror that I had to go on a treasure hunt in the rain!!! With my painful shoes!!!

Clue #1 was pretty easy – it had a link to a book, The Economics of Law or something of the sort. I was obviously meant to take the book from the library. I went up to the 4th floor of the law school, found the book and inside it was a note to the next clue. Next to the book, was The Hummingbird Bakery Cookbook - YH knows how much I love the cupcakes from there! :)

Clue #2 was slightly harder and really put my skills as a student ambassador to the test. It depicted Federer on a table with a tennis racket. On hindsight, it seems obvious that it means table-tennis. The problem was that when I first saw it, I didn’t notice the table and just thought it was going to be at Westwood Tennis Centre (for non-Warwickians, Westwood is almost like a different town and is a long walk away from central campus!).

When I figured out it was the Sports Centre, I was instructed by Keith and Wen Jie to start bouncing a table tennis ball on a really tiny table tennis bat. :( It was so difficult!! I had to do it 21 times – seems easy… until I started getting only TWO consecutive bounces before the ball would roll off. The most frustrating thing happened when I did it for 20 times only – just 1 short!!!! When I finally got it, Keith rewarded me with gifts, luckily he did – otherwise I’d have had his head. :P

Clue #3 was a photo of Singsoc exco right after Oliver and Louisa’s election – my first thought was the Students’ Union, or the Science building where we had our election and I was led instead to roam around campus looking for the right location. It took leading questions from Keith before I figured out that it was the Arts Centre, where we had our weekly meetings!

The entire exco just killed me by giving me two eggs. I was supposed to juggle them 21 times (seriously I wished I was turning five at this point!) If I failed at any point and the eggs broke, I’d have to go into the Arts Centre and get everyone to sing the birthday song! Obviously the eggs broke. Luckily I wormed my way out of doing anything and postponed my forfeit. Again, I got gifts from the exec.

Clue #4 had a judge’s hammer – I thought of the School of Law and the moot court and was going to go there. While making my way there, I looked across the Social Studies courtyard and saw a troop of my law juniors following YH suspiciously… The giveaway was Jerrick’s height!

I was hastily stopped by two of my law juniors (yes, Samantha, you!) who told me to get everyone to sing me a birthday song. Seriously, people should think up better forfeits! Clue #5 directed me to”where we first met“, i.e. at S0.18, where people were waiting for me with a humongous cake and balloons and decorative banners! :)

The cake was awesome (you can see it in the photos) with the huge Habana cake from Druckers. I had to do a weird forfeit though, and I’ve got photos from before and after the forfeit to show for it.

Dinner at night was a very nice affair at Le Bistrot Pierre. Happily, I had 21 people at my 21st birthday dinner, although that was a nice coincidence and not intentional in any way. <3 Thanks to everyone for making my 21st birthday so memorable, and thank you.

P.S. Time for tea happened that weekend with Jasmine coming up to Warwick! :)

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