seriously, my fingers are killing me.

shouldn't have attempted the chocolate fondant. burnt my fingers, and they're still stinging right now. ><

it hurts.

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totally failed this attempt at an unknown recipe. haiz... and now i can't even type properly. ARGH.

endure.

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i wanna play the piano. i wanna play my clarinet. i want to clean up the kitchen.

the three little pigs.

huffing and puffing at my fingers instead of a house.

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OW OW OW OW OW.

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Yellowcard - Gifts and Curses

Mary belongs to the words of a song.
I try to be strong for her, try not to be wrong for her.
But she will not wait for me, anymore, anymore.
Why did I say all those things before?
I was sure.

(She is the one), but I have a purpose,
(she is the one), and I have to fight this,
(she is the one), a villian I can't knock down.

I see your face with every punch I take,
and every bone I break, it's all for you.
And my worst pains are words I cannot say,
still I will always fight on for you.

Mary's alive in the bright New York sky,
the city lights shine for her, above them I cry for her.
Everything's small on the ground below, down below.
What if I fall, then where would I go,
would she know?

(She is the one), all that I wanted,
(she is the one), and I will be haunted,
(she is the one), this gift is my curse for now.

I see your face with every punch I take,
and every bone I break, it's all for you.
And my worst pains are words I cannot say,
Still I will always fight on for you. Fight on for you ...

i love this song.

the love it conveys is so strong...

if only...

later, toony