How My Dad Took His Friend's Birthday Cake Away.

My dad told me to make a cake for his friend, since it was his birthday.
It took me a few hours, but I had great fun with it. I gave it to my father to give to his friend.
When my dad came back, I opened the door for him- mostly to make sure that he brought my Wilton Cake box back. He did.
The cake was still in it, left uneaten.
The point of the story?
My dad wanted to eat my cake so much that he didn't give it to his friend.
I'm flattered... just surprised at my dad's selfish intentions. Haha.
I love my dad.

This cake is another Coffee-Walnut cake, just decorated differently.
There are blackberries under the chocolate "leaf"!

Mother's Day&School Dances

For my mom, I wrote her a card, bought her some Berripop frozen yogurt (yes, I work there and yes, I get 50% off... that's not the point), and made her a Coffee-vanilla cake.
She loved everything. It just shows that you don't have to buy a very nice, expensive gift to please others. Which is good, because I'm pretty poor.

Even poorer now that I am unemployed.
My friends ask: "What happened?"
I reply: "I quit."
"WHY!?"
"Well, my parents didn't like me closing at 11:30 on Saturday nights, I'm going to be busy in the summer with school stuff, and I was getting burnt out."
But man, I sure am going to miss the free fro-yo.

Another interesting update- I asked a guy to a school dance!
SO WEIRD. I never asked a guy to anything before.
What's strange is that it didn't seem that big of a deal. If he had rejected me, I'd feel disappointed, but not devastated.
If you came up to me 2-3 years ago and told me that I would be asking a guy out to a dance, I would've given you an odd look. Like this ---> o__O

This is how I bribed him to go with me:
1. I baked some Cinnamon-Maple granola and tossed in chopped dried figs and goji berries. The guy eats really healthy, so I thought this was a good idea. .
2. I put it in an airtight container and wrote the ingredients on a small square of paper. The last ingredient said, "Fine Arts Banquet?" ->flip
3. On the back, it said: To: (his name), From: (my name). It also had a ninja panda on it.
4. I put it in a paper bag with clouds on it because he introduced me to a song titled, 'Little Fluffy Clouds' by The Orb. Heh.

He accepted- in person- and gave me a hug. Aww. So sweet.
Then he gave me a ride to my baking and catering class because my friend ditched me.
His car is very clean and smells nice. YES! Finally, a boy whose car doesn't smell like sweaty gym socks and Axe deodorant.
The dance is next Friday.
I may upload pictures. =)

Whoa.

I almost forgot about this blog!
I think I will make this a baking/nutrition blog.
There are so many baking blogs out there, but that shouldn't stop me! NOTHING SHOULD!
So I will continue blogging to help pass time.
Which is dumb, because I have too many things going on anyway, but whatever.

So I have a made a Coffee-Walnut cake for my parents recently.
They love it whenever I bake stuff for them because then they have food to munch on during work. They sell clothes to black people. And hispanic people. They own a store in a flea market (which, I never understood why it's called a flea market in the first place. There aren't any fleas there).

I used to be a little disappointed in their occupation. Like, why couldn't my parents be doctors? Or famous hairstylists? But then I realized that their job of selling ghetto clothes to ghetto people is cooler than any other job out there. And that they work hard to provide food, clothes, unnecessary materialistic items, etc. for me and my sister.
So I am pleased by their occupation.
The end.

Froyo&Dances.

It's my dream come true.
Got a job@Berripop!
I hope I do well; it's my first job.
I'm so paranoid that I'll get fired for... I don't know, like not cleaning the floors properly, abusing my employee discount, eating too much froyo, etc.
Man, I'm such a freak.

On another note, got a good score on my SAT.
2010!!! HALLELUJAH! Praise the Lord. :)
Homecoming's this Saturday. I'm pretty pumped.
Good Italian food, hardcore dancing, glamour, friends. Fantastic.
Hopefully it won't be too awkward between me and my date.

So much homework to do this weekend.
Knowing me, I'll probably get like 25% of it done on Friday, procrastinate until Sunday night, and finish it frantically.

Tapioca overload and cake cracks.

I had a small Almond Milk Tea today@Royal Tapioca. It tasted like almond extract. :(
Got a Mango slushie w/tapioca for Mom and a Peach Jasmine Tea slushie w/jelly for my sister.
I tried the peach slushie and instantly regretted getting the stupid nut one. Ended up drinking a third of it. Go me.

Hospital bake sale tomorrow.
Just spent 3.5 hours baking the Oatmeal-Raspberry bars and the dairy-free chocolate cake.
Realized that I have no cake box so I will be transporting it in an odd light-green plastic Tupperware container.
I hope Earl won't be disappointed.
Also, as I was transporting the cake from the cake pedestal to the box, it nearly split in two. There's a small fissure at the top. I covered it up with extra frosting.
Ugh. There goes 3 hours of my life. I tried to make it perfect and look what happened.