tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208733642303669968.post7056462166953984884..comments2009-11-07T02:05:32.548+08:00Janna Wonghttps://profiles.google.com/104624238541007328080noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208733642303669968.post-37464828730682070512009-11-07T02:05:32.548+08:002009-11-07T02:05:32.548+08:00<i>This is the irony of the state of mind needing to relax and relish the mild sedation of pure enjoyment for the download and retention of extensive data with a fast approaching dateline.</i><br />Really? That&#39;s not how it&#39;s worked for me. When I start having fun, I don&#39;t usually stop until I go to bed. My &quot;retention of extensive data&quot; certainly diminished during the course of my ultimate year of high school. :P<br /><br /><i>To remind my dear sister forever, it&#39;s PAVLOVA.</i><br />Hahaha. Probably won&#39;t work. Every time I&#39;ve made it, mom refers to it as Pavalava. Hahaha. Looks tasty, Janna. My favorite part is the crispy outside. I prefer it plain, as it is. :)Joshuahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01043756135381534162noreply@blogger.com