De-fluffing between the ears

I just finished Good Omens by Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman. It's about angels and devils and the ineffable plan and the end of the world and bits about the Antichrist. Which all means that it has about as much spirituality as a toothpick. And which also means that I enjoyed it immensely, especially the good bits.

The style kinda reminds me of "Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy", though I think Good Omens is more comprehensible. I had a feeling that if I attempted to deconstruct "Hitchiker's...", it would... I dunno. I think that would be silly to do in the first place, so nevermind that.
---

Baked the second batch of blueberry muffins a while ago. The addition of the blueberries could shock you-- they colored the batter in an unsightly moldy green-blue-grey shade. It was like Picasso dropped in and made some abstract batter art. People tell me it smells (and tastes) good though. I wouldn't know; I have to buy one for myself. As it is, I don't have money even to do that.

---

Floobie-doobie
Iwannawatchamovie

Maybe if we rhyme stuff hard enough it'll come true...

In which we feature Mrs. Lovett with a meat pie

It's what I do in my better hours. And on Shai's white board, usually, because it's the easiest thing I can reach when I'm on my bed.

Here ya go, Mrs. Lovett with a sample of the worst pies in London. I might do another one on paper, to see if I can add the dark circles under her eyes, which is a such a distinct feature for her face; you can't really do that with a thick whiteboard marker without having the face looking like something the cat left on the litterbox. Hmmm... that and perhaps redoing her wild tangled mass of hair into a more aesthetically-pleasing/more understandable mop. It's supposed to be sort of brushed back and stuff. Will think about that, as well as adding a tangible hand to support the tray. :)

Now that I think about it, Helena Bonham Carter done in cartoon reminds me of that goth girl in Beetlejuice.

Maroon na ko. O_O

It feels a little foreign on the tongue, but I feel relieved that my vague future can now be imagined in a tangible setting, which is, most fortunately, the UP campus in Diliman. I checked the results yesterday. Saw some batchmates there.

I sort of knew it beforehand, since my sister asked her friend to check it for me via text (I jumped and hollered on the street when we got it), but we went anyway to make sure. My mom and dad were ecstatic. I had brought the camera along just to take a shot at this momentous moment, though I regretted it later: my mom and dad were making me pose beside the boards, which not only was embarrassing (because people were pointedly making polite coughing noises for me to move), it was mortifying. They kept treating me like I wasn't seventeen, which took out all the fun of passing the UPCAT. Sigh.

Well anyway, congratulations to the rest of you guys who made it. I only checked a few names, and remembered even less, but in case you still don't know: Melinda, Zarah, Angel, Julie, you passed. :) Congratulations. (Short-lived memory, I know. :P)

Haha. May karapatan na rin akong magliwaliw sa UP.

2008. Finally.

I love 2007. I think it was one of the best, liveliest, sunniest, loveliest, newest, most wonderful darned good years of my life. I love being 17! It's definitely the best age ever, which is why I'm a little sorry to turn 18 this year. I didn't want to grow up too soon.

Well anyway, we baked cookies last December 30. Our first chocolate chip cookies ever.

Amazing we didn't burn them.

Cookie munsters.

This is how you do it. With coffee. Hmmmm.

Okay, now segue to New Year's Eve-- here's a picture of the chocolate platter.

Grabe. Look at that. It's just begging to be eaten. We didn't finish it though. Umay kasi, hahaha.

Spent the New Year with my mother's side. They turned the central airconditioning system on after we lit the fireworks. Kaya nakatulog silang lahat, except me, and my cousin David, who were still going at it with the MagicSing. Medyo lang alas-kwatro na kami tumigil. Actually hindi ko naman gusto talagang kumanta ng ganun katagal, e kasi pumipili sila ng kanta, tas nakatulog na lang sila, tapos naiwan sakin yung mic. Well then. Sing like you mean it, kahit na hindi ako makascore nang matino. Haha.