So for the past few weeks I have been working and swimming and meeting up with friends.
I was watching MTV today and they were playing hits from the 80s and 90s. ( Men I feel old) I paused to watch the music video by Alanis Morissette, "Hand in my Pocket". The line in the lyrics actually hit me.
"I'm lost but I am hopeful baby."
"I feel drunk but I'm sober
I'm young and I'm underpaid
I'm tired but I'm working, yeah
I care but I'm worthless
I'm here but I'm really gone
I'm wrong and I'm sorry baby."
"what it all comes down to
Is that I haven't got it all figured out just yet
I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving the peace sign."
When I had my first corn muffin, I felt like my muffin. Its tasty, but no where near my expectation. I can't really pin point what I have done wrong, or perhaps its just not the right recipe. Yes, it taste like muffins, soft and moist on the inside. Indeed I could taste the corn and honey as well. But simply not as special as I thought it would turn out.
Pardon how this entry has turned into an entry about how I feel currently. My food seem to simply reflect my emotions. I am not feeling emo or sad btw. Rather, I dont know whats up right now.
Before I go on and on about how I feel, I got the recipe from this link
http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Krissys-Best-Ever-Corn-Muffins/Detail.aspx
I have no idea how to link this website to the blog anymore, because as I am posting this right now, the layout of writing a new entry on blogger is totally confusing.
P.S. I did not use cornmeal, as stated in the recipe because I could not find any, so I used corn flour instead, which worked pretty alright. perhaps its because I could not find cornmeal that my muffin did not turn out ideal.
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