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Zee. 22. Singapore. Fine Art student. Procrastinator. Occasional insomniac. My favourite kind of gifts come in the form of books. Writing keeps me sane. Art keeps me busy. Music is universal. Europe is the place to be.

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I Would Be in Amsterdam. Still.
Wednesday, 24 November 2010 | 11:33 pm


I was watching Cake Boss earlier on. So maybe I was just staring. I had just woken up from a nap. Yes, a nap. I hardly take naps but for some odd reason, I felt awful. My head felt awful. Every fibre in me felt awful. So I woke up and realised that I had fallen asleep with another book as my pillow. Damn European fiction. But that's not the issue here. The issue here is this:
I AM BORED.
So Cake Boss was on. Have I told you how much I love baked goods? I especially love those adorable cupcakes with colourful icings. I probably don't love eating it as much as I love looking at it, though. You'd see me straying to the Culinary aisle in a bookstore and flipping through a book full of cupcake pictures - and swooning.

Then an idea struck me: make your own bloody cupcake, woman. Since I can't bake, I'll make an inedible one. There are some tutorials on how you can make a polymer clay cupcake, and it sure as hell looks exciting but I don't have that material and I'm not about to go out and buy it, either. I'm just going to work with my paper clay. And then paint it.

Let's just see how that will turn out.

Now I can stop feeling guilty about rotting away at home during my school vacation and not doing anything related to art because I told myself I can't laze around and forget about my graphites and sketchbooks and paintbrushes and that I should find some artists reference, be inspired and create because after all, school fees aren't cheap.

And it's a tough world out there.