there beneath the blue suburban skies

against my wishes, i think i'm slowly transforming into a caffeine junkie. started off on freshly brewed iced lemon tea from maxwell road food centre last week, progressed to kopi-c-kosong yesterday, and i don't think i'm going to stop anytime soon.

i've read more about baking than i ever have in my life, these past few days with the legal service. whenever i feel guilty for switching windows because it's all taxpayers money (from microsoft word to infinitely more interesting cupcake/normal food recipes and wonderfully taken pictures of the finished products) i tell myself that i'm probably doing more than some of my friends did during ns.

also, i've almost reached the end - or the beginning, whichever way you look at it - of the night watch by sarah waters. thought i'd like it better than i do, but i think that's because i got through most of it in a week where i've seen more relationships fall apart than i ever have in my almost 21 years. so when helen finally decided to tell julia that she'd fallen for her, i began to hate her for hurting kay (yes, they're lesbians)as i already knew she had, because the book was written beginning with the future and ending with the past. and even though it was clear that reggie loved viv - viv being the character i like the most - i hated him for the fact that he was cheating on his wife to be with her. i suppose i expected more about the war, but it was mostly about relationships, and people. and they're tiring sometimes, really.