Moving along with history

I realised how weak willed I am.

I mean I knew I was never a strong willed, determined person but last Thursday, I gave in to my weakness and texted my prick.

Although I liked it, I knew it was not going to amount to anything more than what it was.

Yes, I finally got my hug after 6 long months and not sure if I'd ever get to have it again.

Much as I try to put this history behind me, I think I have to accept that it'd always follow me no matter what.

So long as I know how to manage it and tell myself always to be still my heart, I should be fine right? One can only hope that I don't sink any further than I already have.

Last Friday's lim jiu session with the kakis was interesting as we talked about our single status. Nett of it all is how can we compartmentalize relationships into 3 simple buckets like love, lust and companionship and know which one we want for now.

Of course, one would wish every relationship could have these 3 elements at the same volume but some times, you just need to know certain relationships can only fill but only one bucket.

Me? I'm greedy as always. I want all three and wish there's some guy out there who can fill the 3 buckets. But if I can only choose one bucket a time... erm, then may I have three guys, one for each bucket? :P

The tira with no misu

My first attempt at this lovely Italian dessert was not to be... I wanted to try my hand at it and went about to 'collect' the ingredients and borrowed a whisking machine from friend.

The steps looked easy and thought I could once again marvel at my success in the kitchen chemistry but alas, the outcome was disappointing. The taste was right but the texture was all wrong. Either I had under whisked the eggs and cream or I had done a too damn good a job at it....

I was told getting the tiramisu right was not an easy task and guess I had to be proven right again.

Will try my hands at this again and hopefully, I'd be second time lucky.