A little project

At times I feel like my life is a dam. Day by day, drops of water fall into it and collects into one big reservoir. But then it gets too much and I feel like this damn is going to explode. Everything just got a little too much for me. I am so very sorry that I haven't been writing in a while. Trust me writing is my passion but with all the things going on, I just didn't think that writing a blog in that time was going to be very good for me mentally. Instead I have been doing something else.

I am writing something. A story to be precise.

This year I took up an elective called myth to modernity. It was a fantastic course that focused on narratives or myths and legends that have shaped today's society. It closely links philosophy and narrative writing. And of course, I loved my teacher. There is always something inspirational about the arts teachers and my teacher was no exception. She is a lovely woman who speaks in a way that whatever she says seems to be a story itself. She picked up my story, read it and supported me throughout the whole planning of it and I can happily say that I am very proud of where it is heading.

Of course, I know its no big deal. I don't know. Maybe I will publish it...one day. But sometimes we all just need a project now and again. For me, it's writing. It takes me to  places I never knew existed within my mind. I used to think that my mind was such a small, two dimensional little world. But words and the beautifully constructed sentences of our language has really allowed me to explore this vast, endless land, all inside a small little human brain, no bigger than a soup bowl.

Actually, I have an idea. I would love to get to know you all a little bit better. So come on, tell me about your little project. If you don't have one, make one and tell me all about it!

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 :)

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!

I wanna be a part of it..FITZROY FITZROY

Ok, so near where I live there is a suburb called Fitzroy and I personally think that it is the New York of Melbourne. Its glamorous, filled with strong minded people who really know how to live, great eateries and vintage shops and other small businesses. So if you're sick of the busyness that has taken over the heart and soul of towns and cities, take a moment to stop and think when your in Fitzroy. I mean, they even have a community garden! I don't know what can make a whole town into one whole, free thinking community. What's its secret? Please do tell us Fitzroy and stop us from all turning into a mass of missinformed products of consumerism.

As a vegetarian, I find myself quite limited when it  comes to finding a good place to eat something I actually like, but last night the options were endless. We ended up dining at  YONG GREEN FOODS Brunswick st Fitzroy

It is a small but gorgeous restaurant with beautiful wall art and great ambience that celebrates different cultures as well as the raw living. Yes people, it is now officially a culture. 

rawsangia

Raw pecan pie

Quinoa patty

Pescatarian!!!

The switch from non veg to pescatarian

I think it's too early for me to say that I am pescetarian , though I have gone for 4 months without touching other meats. 

Why? Why would I choose to say no to pepperoni pizza and chicken curry? Well I'm not a particulaly religious person so I would have to say for the life style. My mum is into a lot of organic foods and I'm fascinated by the idea. "Food made out of food" has become the new favourite saying for nutritionists but many of us fail to see the truth in it.

Our bodies where made for processing organic foods. Back in the day, we ate food in the most simplest forms; nuts berries, leafs, legumes and even the meat that we ate was raw. Don't worry, I'm not saying we go extreme cave men and start eating raw meat, but it definitely won't do us any harm to use our bodies the way that they were meant to be used. We don't use metal spoons while cooking in non-stick pans, we don't pour water over electric items, we don't wash denim jeans in warm water, so why would we fill our stomachs and blood streams with chemicals, dyes, processed meat, cancerous cells, pesticide, insecticide and and billions of "icides"? Come on people, we are what we eat, and who wants to be a "icide"? Your 20 letters long. Thats half your problem. No one would remember you, and even worse, your microscopic so you wouldn't be seen aaaand your hated by every scientist who needs to spell your name out a few dozen times in his or her essay.

So people, do yourself a favour, there are heaps of recipies online but my favourite meal of the day is breakfast because I get to make it myself. You can add fruit, nuts, spices, milk, honey or vanilla essense and create different combinations to make a delicious brekkie, quick and easy.

 jar oats: 
What you need:

1/3 cup rolled oats
2/3 cups milk
mason jar (just cuz they look funky) or a cup or bowl if you wanna be boring
1/2 tablespoon chia seeds (your choice)
raisins, cranberries, dried apricots, apples what ever really
1 teaspoon honey
nuts: almonds, walnuts, pecans

To make
1. Chuck everything in together
2. cover and leave in fridge overnight
3. grab on the way to work, or school

or if you have 1 extra minute
Blueberry oat smoothie

1/3 cup rolled oats
2/3 cups milk + 1/2 cupmilk
1/2 a table spoon chia seeds
1 tablespoon honey
half a cup frozen blueberries

1. add the rolled oats and 2/3 cups of milk and the chia seeds together in a jar or cup or bow, cover and leave in the fridge over night
2. in the morning, add the mixture plus the frozen blueberries and the extra milk and honey into the blender
3. process until there are no lumps and bumps.

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Adulthood

Im 15 now, almost three years until I leave my childhood behind and become and adult.

Adult; the word seems so foreign to me. You know, if you repeat the word a few dozen times, the meaning becomes lost and you begin to doubt its existence. That's how I feel about the Adulthood, though I don't have to repeat it a few dozen times to feel this way. Is there a thick glass wall standing between childhood and adulthood? And  if there is, does it simply shatter when you turn eighteen or do some people get stuck behind it? 

Yes, well frankly I'm scared. I'm not scared of growing up, or maturing. I fine with that. Im scared of the transition. The decisions that I'll be forced to make, the friendships I'll have to break and the life changing factors that may rule my life for ever once I get back my ATAR, or choose which course I'm going to do and where. Will I travel? Will I move out of home and where will I work? What will I become?

Its a bit early for me to be thinking about it and they tell me that when the time actually comes it won't be much of a big deal. Like when you were a 12 year old girl waiting to turn 13 so you could enter the teenage world. You thought that you would feel different. You thought that you would want to wear make up, and short skirts and talk about boys as soon as you blew out those candles. Yea those things happened, but they evolved. they didn't happen immediately. 

So that's it. I keep telling myself, it's just going to be like my 12th birthday all over again. I keep telling myself that its going to be a smooth transition. But it's not. Because I'm going to be older, a whole lot less naive, and that childish innocence wont be there to protect me.

OMG my first enlarged photo!!!!!!

Oh this week I had the opportunity to enlarge one of my photos and it turn out great. It was a really long and stressfull process where I exposed quite a few photographic paper but Im really happy with it :)