Problems With The Hierarchy

This Winter's Night-Christmas Special

It still feels like yesterday that I had sung the song “Little Things” to her. I know it was a total jerk move to think of the ‘Taken’ plan. I think I’ve been listening to too much One Direction. There was this song in their Take Me Home, and the lyrics go something like: You only want me cos I’m taken.

Every time I talk to Kelly I feel a tug in my gut, because it was as though I was betraying Liz. It was rather foolish of me to think that Liz would want me when I’m taken like the obnoxious lady that One Direction was describing in their song. I am not exactly confident if you were to ask me when I started this infatuation. It was like there was a tiny crush at first, but it just goes bigger day by day, increasing faster than the rate of cell division.

You know sometimes I think I wouldn’t have developed this crush on her if not for my best buddy, Bryson. I used to take her for granted, and I thought I never viewed her more than a friend. That night when she pillow fought with me I knew she was hurting but she insisted on continuing. Maybe she thinks it was distracting me? I guess that really helped a little bit; I didn’t have to feel like I was a piece of worthless crap for a while. She was just so unique to me I blamed myself for being a dufus for not realizing that. It was when Bryson came to this school that I finally realize it was time to make a move. I felt nervous, insecure all the time because Bryson would just take her away, from me.

That date they shared, no matter how much I wanted to stop them, I couldn’t. She insisted on going on the date and I felt threatened. I have to admit that Bryson was pretty hot even if it takes my Man ego to acknowledge it. When I knew about the outcome; how Bryson and Elizabeth felt no more attraction; I was more than relieved. Anyway it felt so long ago since I broke up with Annabelle already. Over the days, Liz decided to tell me a lot that I didn’t know, that was the threats that she received over the years, mostly because of me.

It was just humane of me to know that she’s been suffering because of me and nothing can make it up for her.

It’s been a lazy Tuesday afternoon, and I’ve wanted to get her. I’m not supposed to be here right now because I usually have practices but it was Winter Break. I racked my brains hard but to no avail. I was lazily browsing the net for some ideas when this website caught my eye. Without much further hesitation I dashed across the snow to buy ingredients.

“Preheat the oven to hundred and ninety degree Celsius, line the muffin cups with cupcake holders, in the mixing bowl, beat the butter and the sugar together for ten minutes until light and fluffy. What do they mean light and fluffy?” I bit my lip as I read out from the recipe. They so should define that term. Who would know what they meant? I was an amateur like Liz but I have to admit she was better than me. I enjoyed baking like she does, but not as much. I prefer helping her out in the kitchen then enjoying her best double chocolate cookies to trying to bake this ‘chocolate-dipped meringue-frosted chocolate cupcakes’ from scratch.

Well I guess I’ll just have to suck it up, she loves this. After preheating the oven and lining the cups, I also beat the butter and sugar until they were… somewhat light and fluffy. I didn’t know if that was what they wanted but they should be close enough, though. Adding the eggs one by one and beating them, sifting the dry ingredients were done in a hurricane. I proceeded to adding in milk obediently according to the recipe. I tend to go wrong without following step by step. After finishing the basics and allowing it to cool I began to decipher the next part, making the meringue frosting. Honestly I’ve never tried to make a frosting before so it was as hard as literature. The other steps were rather easy like a piece of frosted cake.

And so I started the stark journey of frosting making. It started a little with combining all the ingredients in a double boiler and cooking them over low heat. Bring it on recipe! Richard Hudson is here to conquer you! I mentally cheered.