Saturday 12 October 2013

Just a few thoughts of my own

This just happens to be one of those moments where I'm sitting staring at my screen and nothing seems to be popping up.

Well don't get pissed, it just so happens that my life isn't as interesting as you thought it was. Buuut because I made a New Term resolution about writing in my blog at least once a week I am going to jot down a few thoughts of my own, just a few random things about me an my thoughts. (This is apparently called proactive writing and I am a very proactive person :) 

  • Numero uno: you do not have the right to complain about the weather unless it is spring in Melbourne. I know, I know, there are those of you out there living in places where the sun doesn't come out for half the year, and I know that there are those of you who live somewhere where it reaches around 50 something degrees Celsius. But the thing is, if I asked you guys " is it hard? Don't get get so extremely cold? how come you don't have frost bite?/ Don't you get so extremely hot that you begin to sizzle!? Dehydrate? Well, you're most likely to say that you're used to it. But if you asked us "gee how can you stand Melbourne weather!?"... I can't exactly say that I am "used to it" because that's the thing! Melbourne weather is so inconsistent! The sun is that precious little gift that you receive on your birthday, only to have it stolen away by some school yard bully. And that bully is you Melbourne Weather! We just had 2 whole weeks of beautiful spring weather. Ahh don't you love the smell of spring air? Well anyway, today I chucked on a pair of shorts and went out to this...
Numero Due: It is a Hindu religious festival called navarathiry right now where we spend 9 days celebrating the diferent incarnations of lord Durga. YAY! I know that I'm supposed to me immersing myself in the religious teachings of this festival and being all holy and spiritual but all I can think about right now is the pot full of sweet rice pudding being boiled in the kitchen.

Numero Tre: I like apples and have eaten too many this week. Yea apples are good for you, but they apples that aren't organic have so many yuck stuff on the skin and this "yuck stuff tends to build up in your system.  Also I'm going to tell you guys a huge secret. Like MASSIVE SECRET! And you have to promise me my friends that you will not judge. I never used to wash my apples......I feel like I have a whole nation or "icides" (refer to post about pescatarianism) going on in my intestines, and its spreading...fast. No no, don't worry, I've started washing them now :)

Numero quattro: I have a maths test tomorrow on graphs, polynomials and logarithm. We were allowed a sneak peak on Friday and since then I haven't been getting much sleep. Not because I've been up studying, but because I've been up worrying about how I should be studying but really not.

Numero Cinque: I ate too much today. My stomach is exploding( it always is). So.much.good.food! The thing is, I love food so much, that I want the experience of tasting food in my mouth to last as long as possible. But unlike normal people where I savour every bite and eat really slowly, I end up stuffing my face and taking more. I will repeat again So.much.good.food.

AAAND that's all my friends. Tata bye :)

Sunday 6 October 2013

All good things must come to an end

Yes, I am afraid to say that all good things really do come to an end. For me it was the holidays, for mum...it was her smoothies.

The holidays will officially be over in 1 hour, and 24 minutes. The long days under the sun(the florescent light bulb of our study), sipping coconut juice,( slowly forcing down mum's gag worthy concoctions which she calls smoothies), have been well spent.

My mum's smoothies, yes. You see, my mum goes through these fad diets. No, no, there not the unhealthy, pill diets, protein shake, lemon detox stuff. But they're other stupid stuff, like her latest, a smoothie diet. So what she does is, for her main meals she drinks smoothies. But wait! Let me tell you that the word smoothie is a definite euphemism. (I love that word). She thinks that anything blended together into a liquid form tastes good. Her latest blend was ginger, coriander lemon, mint, (yea yea it sounds good so far), pumpkin, tofu, carrot and beetroot (I warned you). Sometimes she adds avocado or nuts and it turns out thick and creamy, kind of like vomit after you've had pea soup. Sorry, did you have dinner?

But my dear mother was having a blast and so I was happy. I mean, imagine watching a 5 year old playing with play dough. Its hilarious. She was constantly blending away, creating new potions, and bubbling toils of trouble in her blender...until I got to it. I KNOW! I.AM.TERRIBLE! I broke her blender! Not on purpose of course. I just wanted to have a go at blending my own smoothies and I ended up breaking her only source of happiness in this dreary world of working motherhood. I am a horrible horrible daughter.

All good things must come to an end. But I didn't want to be the one who made it that way!