Midnight sins

Sitting here, alone, in the middle of the night, in this gorgeous pink room.

Typing.

Thinking.

Staying awake.

Thinking of fresh ideas, but the night is eating my brain away. All I can think of is banana cake, no wait, it just randomly switched to Twilight, went to watch Twilight today, God I love vampires.

I really don't mind living forever, irregardless of what anyone says, I have too many things I want to achieve in this lifetime, or the next, and the next. Let me see, there's wanting to become a pilot, fly my own plane, own my own mansion, live in a castle, afford a walk in wardrobe, start a franchise chain of my own, travel the world 10 times over, live in every country for two years as a local resident, learn every language of every country I live in, excel in piano and cello, o.. and harp too, and it has to be learnt in Ireland, become skinny (this will take a long time), learn ball room dancing, etc. Man, by the time I were to achieve all of these, 8 lifetimes would have passed by swiftly.

Afterall, if I really want to die, I'll just chop myself into a billion pieces and burn myself dead.

Ermmm.. my left's foot itchy.


I picked up baking again, every since my uni days in the UK. Baked two banana cakes yesterday, oven's a bit rusty, turned out a bit wrong. They were nice, just... not what I wanted. So I baked another two today, destroyed one, but the other one turned out perfect.

Moist, soft, banana-y, lots of chocolate chips too, sinful as usual. YUM!

I would go out now into the dining hall to take a photo of it to show you, but I would set the alarm off if I were to do that.

Maybe no one will notice that half eaten slice in the morning.

Yep. Ants ate them.