Everytime I feel like blogging, I don't feel like it anymore by the time the Blogger Sign In page fails to load within the lifespan of my patience I set aside for Internet Connections and PC Works. Either I don't have enough patience or the page takes forever to load. Or I'm just lazy.
It's already past mid January and it's early in the morning on a Monday. I don't brave the morning highway crawl or clock in for work in half an hour, neither will I before or after half-day today because I don't have a workplace to go to. Yessss I am a bummmm.
I resigned (the word makes me feel old, I can't believe I'll be 22 this year. I didn't know I had the ability to turn 22 because I used to think it as one giant leap that was like College Years -> Beyond Menopause) from CatsWhiskers on the 17th of January, and will now go into freelancing. I am now thinking that Freelancing is a fancy word for those who will have a bad rash if they sit (or stand) in the same office for 37.5% (I counted hehe!) of total hours every day (after I calculated, total hours is around 24 hours).
I've a few reasons as to why I left, two of them being so I can have time for things I miss and so I can multi task effectively like a monkey. It's true. So I will be on
project homework basis (literally homework) - designing, producing the designs into actual pieces you can put on your body
(hint hint), having other time and money fillers by freelancing for production houses as a wardrobist for shoots, working for fashion publications and whoever else who might need my services. I can also bake. If anything, it will be after CNY if I decide to change my mind should I, A) exhaust my $ and go back to that thing we call a stable job, or B) feel like I could be heading to A.
On Saturday, Jen Lyn and I decided to combine our I-Feel-Like...-Baking! senses into one ball of energy, so I went over to her house to bake some cookies. We had fun! We had even MORE fun smelling the burnt cookies from upstairs and running like irresponsible bakers to the kitchen, only to find the cookies possessing shiny black faces by the time I pick them out from the oven. We kinda forgot about the baking cookies in the kitchen, but thank God the smell gave it away. This happened for both batches (the third batch of cookies only consisted of 3 tiny cookies on one tray, so that couldn't be a legal batch). Jen Lyn said they could cause cancer. I had no idea the oven's timer was spoilt.
BUTTT the cookies are good nonetheless! Honest. I love the crunchiness, taste and the best part is that it doesn't taste burnt. You won't be able to taste bitterness, I promise. We scraped off the cancerous bits so no one will remember 30 years from now that Jen Lyn and I gave them some
Upside Down Cranberry Chocolate Nut Cookies that were overbaked. And it's upside down only because they look browner that side up :D But they are good! Ask us for some! They taste like Famous Amos cookies (hoho) because it's a Famous Amos recipe for Hawaiian Nut supposedly but we improvised with the ingredients e.g. added cranberries which was a yummy thing to do.

Veryyy good with ice cream lah. Or on it's own :) The black area in the picture is the shadow made by the cookies, it's not burnt cookies okay.
I am more free now, but am not sitting around collecting dust at home, but if anyone needs help or perhaps a counseling session or two (I might be kidding), and if you are getting married this year, I could do your gown so feel free to give me a buzz.
I don't feel like continuing.
I don't feel like dancing. Maybe tomorrow.