Whatever there is to burn.


I’m alive. Just busy. And tired.



This is ultra messy. Finals, let’s be good to each other.



The reddest red velvet I’ve ever made. And now I’m outta red food colouring.


I could feel myself falling slowly into depression these days, what with the workload and the stress. I’ve been up and about, trying to kick myself out of it but nothing seemed to work.


So I baked.


And the sight of a huge cake sitting in my fridge makes me happy. I opened the fridge in the morning before going to class just to gaze at it and….it makes me smile.




I guess this means I’m good 🙂