Jessel House ushers in the new year with:
1) A broken front door and an e-mail to the estate agency with subject: “URGENT - Front door collapsed”
2) A malfunctioning rice cooker that emits sparks and loud “pop” noises.
3) A massive electricity bill
Every year, I draft a post containing resolutions for the year ahead. Draft rarely makes it to publishing stage. So mini resolution #1 is to publish this, no edits whatsoever. Essentially, thats my excuse for the upcoming lack of structure.
I often feel that my blog is frivolous (and pink) and not view-worthy in comparison to others who seem perpetually deep in thought. But the fact is the thoughts are whizzing around in my head and either they’re too complicated to pen down or when I do manage to, I figure its none of your business anyways. I suppose the most you’ll get is Stickman.
So, resolutions for 2012 are similar to the ones for 2011: lose weight, spend less, save more, pay attention in class.. added to the list is to be genuinely happy on graduation day. The ‘genuine’ bit might need some work but we’ll get there.
Next for things to try out in 2012, or rather things that I would think of trying if I had absolutely nothing else to do: go for dance classes, bake a proper cake, run outdoors for at least an hour..
I’ve had my fair share of excitement in 2011 and would like 2012 to be smooth ride, please.
I’ve been up playing Bejeweled Blitz. You think that each game is just 1 minute, and just another minute, and another, and soon you’ve spent hours on that ridiculous game that yields no net benefit, though I could argue that I’m improving my hand-eye coordination and reflexes. Maybe it’s the juju in this room that makes me nocturnal. Or maybe its me wondering how we will leave the house tomorrow. I am in dire need of groceries. But then again I’ve just made British Gas richer by £100 so I should probably survive on canned beans or something.
Back to Bejeweled Blitz. After successive streaks, the voice starts showering you with words of praise like “Great speed” and “Awesome”. Yeah you know what would be more awesome? If you didn’t have the word “AWESOME” appear in the middle of the board and block my view!
Anyways.
I’ve had some mishaps in the kitchen, the most recent one involving a pandan flavoured mantau and a microwave from hell. Story goes, mantau went into microwave for 1 minute, got burnt, and started smoking.
My first thought: i didnt know flour could catch fire, and certainly not at the hands of a devious microwave.
Next would be to panic and open every window possible (in the process wishing I was just 5cm taller), drown said mantau in water and dart eyes across ceiling in search of smoke detector. As this happens, I picture in my mind sprinkler systems going off; a flooded living room; soaked electronics and paperbacks; and having to explain myself to a very unamused man. (But but.. I was hungry!)
Dodo held on to her reign of being the bestest of friends when she said “Whats wrong with the appliances? Why are they always burning your food??”
