Omg, it happened again. My cake exploded. And it was at Turtle's place again! There's something seriously wrong with that boy's oven..must be cursed..i don't care, its a ghost, its faulty, its just not my fault! Must be lacking a female touch most of the time. Haha nevermind, i named your oven "tootsie-roll" already..the black smoke emmitted was actually tootsieroll looking for attention ya..heh.. tell Tootsie auntie lishie will be over soon. *lol* Siao! anyway it wasnt me who named ur oven.. dont look at me like tt.. uncle joshua did! i accept no blame what-so-ever for this.

Anyway twas damn damn fun seeing all yall again. Havent really hung out with the whole lot of u psychomaniacs in a while..and we havent burned down turtle's kitchen in a while! Or for that matter, torched down his apartment. Mwahaha..the last time was me baking for micheal's bday right? Mwahhaa..tt time the damn cake REALLY exploded..Lucky he wasnt there to see my kitchen skills. Aaah the good times..

Tammy was of no use as usual.. u would think she'd know how to turn off the oven. Luckily, the hero, hewhoshallnotbenamed, or seen, or heard, had to step in...ahhh my knight in shining armour! Or scorched armour rather.. hey! im still waiting for my unicorn. In the end the firemen came and we all helped turtle move into his new mansion. He wasnt very grateful, that ungrateful bast**d. We helped him raze his apartment to the ground and disposed of all his personal belongings of great sentimental value such as his (bloody) recliner and were so kind as to help him move into a bigger, better, buffet-filled ditch, yet there were no thank yous or even tears of happiness. At last we threw him down the rubbish shute and he joined his friends in the Seletar reservior. What a lovely ending to an otherwise lovely story!

But back to the point at hand.. Tammy is damn useless! But coz u'r my mei, i forgive u.. and also coz u helped to burn down turtle's place, i applaud u. See, i dont take all the credit. Humility is one's best friend. As diamonds are mine. As usual, Daniel and Corny were late and disappeared into the back room to make out. How rude! Didnt know whether seeing Micheal would be awkward or spastic, so when he came i hid in the shoe closet. Forgot about Kyle's xiangkangjiao and i passed out. When i came to, Micheal had gone. Whew. What a relief. i went back to the flaming kitchen to make my explosive cakes. Then i realized he hadnt even come yet. Bloody shit. Either i pass out again or i face him with courage, pride and dignity. I slipped back into the shoe closet.

But as luck would have it when micheal came he guaiguai went to put his shoes in, where else, the shoe closet. Bloody d'oh! But he brought me a rose. Maybe it wasnt for me but i took it anyway. Caleb, dun laugh. Its not funny. So now Micheal and i are fine, just fine, seriously. Thanks for being so kpo u guys. Psychomanics aside, McDamien and McFred were so high on mcdippers they flushed themselves down the toilet bowl. And for some reason, Elf was everywhere. Like excuse me, why r u in the toilet/kitchen/balcony/shoe-closet/here at all?

But on the plus side, my cake was daaaaaaamn good. That's not an explosion, that's called artistic talent.