day: twenty nine

I hate the weather. Well, I just don't like summer that much. I love winter though (probably because I'm a winter child - if that's the right way to say it because I've never used it in a sentence before). But what really bugs me is people who say they adore summer yet complain about the heat all the time. I don't really complain about the cold in winter unless my fingers are starting to get numb. Only because I believe that it's good to still have movement in your fingers. So I'm tired and feeling icky and blogging. At least it's cooled down now, but the house is still warm.

I hate having to wake up in summer. Actually, I hate having to wake up in any weather. But I feel particularly lazy in summer. I don't know but there's a threshold where the fan starts to get annoying and you cover up with your blanket, but then it's too hot. It's probably just me though. So the bottom line is that I planned to wake up at 10 but lazed about in bed for another two hours before waking up and going to shower.

I had tutor today and I found it quite amusing. We were given a booklet and it felt that we were racing to complete it. Or maybe it's just my competitiveness? I mean, I'm hardly competitive but when it comes to finishing off maths work, I bring the game on. So I think I'm ahead of everybody but boy, my neck still hurts till now. I have a really bad habit of crouching when writing anything. I have extremely bad posture too. I've been trying to correct it but I think it makes everybody think I'm even more weird. Slouching isn't cool when you've got osteoporosis amongst your mid-life crisis. I'm so tired today.

Oh and I made a cheesecake today! It was alright: we only had a 22cm pan and so there wasn't really enough crumbs. Stupid packaging told me to leave it in the fridge for an hour. I left it in there for about three and it wasn't even cold. So I'm leaving it to cool overnight to see if there's any improvements. I got bits of cream from mixing the filling. I've never used a handheld mixer before. And on top of that, I don't actually have a mixing bowl so it was sort of messy. I should practice more and become some pastry maker. That's if I don't burn the house down baking something.

So now I'm getting lazy so I don't want to type anything else about my day so here are the morals of today:
• Taking two hours to wake up is pathetic
• Being only competitive about Maths is pathetic
• Your cooking is pathetic