It's the eve of New Year's Eve! Gosh, I've always wanted to say that too.
Well, I predict it's going to be another quiet New Year's countdown this year too. The party that's going to be held in the house is actually held on Jan 1st 2005, which I find a bit weird honestly but I suppose I wouldn't want people crashing our place at 12 midnight and chugging down alcohol or god knows what else till the wee hours of the morning with parents watching over us like hawks.
It's going to be a small affair in any case with several pizzas and brownies for dessert, washed down with regular soft drinks. I don't think we'll be having alcohol but if you really want to do it then I suggest doing it in your own house or visit a club where you can buy your own overpriced drinks. I have to say that I dislike beer because it stinks and it's bitter but I love wine and champagne. I sound like such a snobbish brat, don't I? Hopefully, there'll be Queer Eye on Saturday night too because there wasn't last week which left me feeling slightly empty and awkward.
So, 2005 is just at the end of the week. Resolutions, resolutions, and more resolutions will be made and some broken unduly.
I haven't exactly made a list yet but I do have some at the back of my mind. I just wish that I could keep some of them as most of them will probably be broken by the second day of the new year or something like that. Let's see; keep books-purchasing-on-impulse to a minimum of 3 books a month, maintain exercise regime without the extra munchies, experiment with more new and outrageous homemade foods, keep balanced diet of power bars, chocs, cookies, pasta and veggies, read all my newly bought books that's been in storage for half a year by the end of 2005, stop buying jeans, and start getting more tops. I think that should be enough resolutions to keep me going for the next week or so.
I so need to rebond my hair very soon. It's getting way too frizzy and poofy. Hopefully when it's straightened I won't look too flat or sullen as I've seen in magazines and those people with short and iron-straight hair. I am so tempted to get my hair dyed or streaked. But everyone keeps on saying that I shouldn't. I'm so torn. Like 50-50 torn apart. I guess that's what somehow lead to my urge and finally decision to chop off my hair. I might even decide to keep my hair short if I like it straightened. But we'll see what happens.
I continued making more raviolis today. But with minimal success. The dough I rolled out was too thin making it difficult to actually mould the ravioli into place without the filling spilling out in all directions. Storing it was a nightmare because it was incredibly sticky, I have no idea why. I actually destroyed one where the thinly rolled dough tore and the cheese and spinach went spilling out like a volcano erupting. Oh well, but at least I still have twenty pieces of it left stored in the freezer ready to be boiled and dunked in delicious spaghetti or carbonara sauce. I'm really quite proud of myself for attempting somethine like this. Considering I've never handled dough of this proportion before till now and also getting these ingredients that I'll never eat on a usual day, I think I'm ready for more challenging foods.
I think homemade roti canai and dhall curry sound good.
