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 Our tongues are not just tasting but also for appreciation of the texture of food. I think I do have talent in making desserts when it comes to taste but somehow today I failed on the texture. I think the reason I failed was because I was not adhering to instructions and thought I could just “agak-agak” (roughly estimate) everything. I also often felt that making a non bake cake should be a piece of cake but I was wrong. 

Since half of the avocadoes were ripe, I decided to make avocado lime cheesecake which does not require baking. I have never made a non bake cake before and thought that it would be awesome if I could experiment making one. I also reminded myself to stay away from those recepies that requires baking as the last I attempted making a baked avocado cake, it taste bitter.  I was sort of dreaming about my success as I eagerly told my mom that I want my sister-in-law to taste my hand-made cake and be blown away by it. Since she makes delicious desserts which are aesthetically pleasing, having her approval on my cake would meant that it was a success. However I think the proportions were slightly wrong as the texture of my cake was mousse like and lacked firmness. Even so, I felt rather happy that my sister-in-law commented that the taste is good, the sweetness and tanginess was well balanced. I got to admit I need to thank mom for asking me to cut the sugar and lime juice further than the original recepie. Come to think of it, maybe the recepie was not reliable as it called for half cup lime juice but I only used 1/6th of a cup of lime juice and it was just pleasant and not sour. 

I think it would have looked more of a success if I had made it in individual glass so that it could pass off as an avocado mousse. Anyway in the end it was still edible just that it was rather ugly looking as I couldnt cut a slice out and maintain the shape of a sliced cake. I had to sort of scoop it out of the cake pan. On the other hand, my brother successfully (from the appearances it looks like a bakery bought cake) made a baked blueberry cheesecake for my mom and he did it all on his own with his wife guiding him verbally. I can’t wait to try it later on today as it was meant to be my mom’s birthday cake. 

Sigh, can I rewind back to 3 days ago? I know I am being silly again for feeling sad about going back and not living the current moment and enjoying it. Somehow I just can’t help it to feel that sense of heaviness of leaving home again. I am thankful classes were cancelled today and Rainbow had his grooming session. I am still not completely done with him as his butt hair and 1/3 of his body hair was so matted I had to trim and shampoo a few times. I got scolded by my dad for not puting him on a leash while grooming and bathing him. I have never put a leash on Rainbow and I don’t feel comfortable to do so. I know it was very inefficient and dumb of me to chase him around while I groom and bath him. I know he hates getting wet and I have always used dry shampoo on him, so I had ensured I use lukewarm water to bath him. I hope tomorrow I can continue making him handsome, he is always my handsome little wolf (German Sheperd mixed Husky but he really howls like a wolf and that is one of my favorite sounds). 

I really wish I could stay at my hometown forever, it is really a place that will always be dear to my heart no matter where I will end up living in the future. It is so heartwarming to know that when I go to a coffee shop there will be familiar faces. Just looking at all the local people interacting makes me miss this place so much. Since my dad have planted his roots at my hometown for almost 4 decades, he seems to know everyone. We often get people treat us on random basis whenever we go out to eat and today I felt blessed when one of his friends shouted “Ah Tan heng liao” (啊陈给了 in Hokkien which means Ah Tan have paid). Too bad whoever Ah Tan is have left the scene and we didn’t have the chance to thank him. 

I am already at the very last 500 meters if I want to imagine my journey is like a trail ultra, I must perservere and keep my spirits high. Facing the exam is like going to war and soldiers who have their spirits high would likely win the war. I definitely could not let home sickness or any sort of emotions distract me from my goals. If I am ever tired or down, I just need to think that “home” is my prize and the faster I get all this done the faster I will be home again. I am going to enjoy my last day at my hometown and promise to be back here for good in November so that I could enjoy all the textures in life that pleases my soul - such as my comfy bed, good night! 


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