Monday, 30 May 2011

the crumble which didn't crumble

Really have had a productive day of revision.../baking. Baking food is so indescribably satisfying. If revision and baking were not verbs and in actual fact humans, baking would destroy revision until it was lying helpless on the floor.


I decided to invite dear v-mary round to do some revision. She was like 'sure', so she hurried on over in Trav the oblong. We ended up deciding to make lunch before we 'cracked on' and made a delicious pasta salad. It included, pasta (obvs), ham, kidney beans, peas, garlic, parsley, parmesan, olive oil dressing (which nearly blew my head off when i tried it as it was so strong!) mixed it all together, and shabang. We then wanted something sweet, so decided to bake a summer fruits crumble.. Well, it was meant to be easy but we ended up starting the bread crumbs again as ours turned into dough. Bread crumbs, i mean you'd think they'd be easy to make! hell no, they're a dark horse when it comes to complexity. So anyway, we eventually managed to resolve that problem, we also managed to stain the chopping board with blackberry juices and mis-judge the amount of bread crumbs we needed in order to cover the fruits. A quick panic of making up some more crumble and throwing it on top worked marvelously. Must say, with a splodge of ice cream and a cup of tea, we were over the moon.


Also
1.managed to get 2 hours of revision done
2.tidy my room with Mary's moral support of sitting on my bed complaining about my wall destruction
3.watch 'made in chelsea' which mary and i have found a resembling character to an OLD friend of ours. Spencer, is the double! He looks like him, drives the same car, dresses like him, and talks just like him. 'Hun' and 'mate' are two significant examples of words he says where he leaves his tongue at the back of his teeth without finishing the word properly.... what posh people do. (wannabe-posh-people)


Now in bed with the prospect of getting up in exactly 6 hours and 20 minutes. Not long at all-money money money.


Left over pasta salad for lunch, i'm like a kid on Christmas eve, can't wait for it.


Ps My ukulele has arrived, i'm going to get strumming so soon.



Saturday, 28 May 2011

traditional ma

I've just returned from the meal celebrating my sisters 21st birthday.. with ma. Ma is my grandma but when my oldest cousin was a baby, learning to talk, he couldn't pronounce 'grandma' and it ended up being abbreviated to 'ma' and that's how its been ever since.
Anyway, went out for a meal, and she likes to have a few glasses of the pino. Instead of getting the usual tipsy and slurring the words, ma has a reputation of being quite rude, ignorant and usually emotional as well. (always a joy, never a chore to see her drunk. cough cough) So tonight, she asked me why I'd got into uni to do law if I'd done photography and dance at A level. And rolled her eyes. She doesn't understand.. the typical traditional opinion of academic is the only way to go. In actual fact, i think someone being creative makes them a much more interesting person to know. Everyone i know that does creative a levels/hobbies etc is a much much more worthy person to hang out with and it annoys me how she is so ignorant to the individuality of people. She also told me 'i just think its a very odd choice of subjects and i don't think you made the right choice considering you want to be a lawyer' 1) i don't want to be a lawyer 2) i can justify why i do the subjects i have done with a million reasons. She shook her head at me, and laughed in a patronising, sadistic way roughly 5 times tonight. She also told off my step-mum for saying 'she goes' instead of 'she said' when she was explaining a story about what a lady said.
Got a bit tense over dinner to say the least and I'm glad I'm home away from her and her ridiculous views on how life should be. This has just made me so encouraged to prove her wrong and get really good grades in all my subjects..
Also
i left my cleaning job yesterday. I didn't think I'd be emotional as I've only been there for a year. But because I've been there every day,seeing the same people every day, i did become all emotional! Especially as i think i   have met my perfect man who works there! He is so amazing, he's 24+ (unsure of the age) mind you! And really tall. But he did a law degree (snap) and loves running (snap) and has this just-right sense of humour and charm which will last him a life time! He's just so dreamy. And i had to leave him! And I'll never see him again. And i feel heart-broken! I was trying to think of ways i could track him down now I've left, because now I'm not employed there it wouldn't be unprofessional if we hang out, would it? No. Unfortunately to my dismay, i reckon he has a long term girlfriend, if he doesn't - i don't know why he wouldn't be snapped up straight away. (that's a phrase mum likes to use quite often.) I don't think I'll forget him, in 10 years time i will still be intrigued!


Tomorrow i am going to go to Brighton, after I've hit the gym. In need of some new clothes, a new life, a new guy, and a new body.  (importance going in reverse order!)


good night from the un-academic, un-employed, single one.

Saturday, 21 May 2011

all sorts of coconuts

I have been so rubbish! 
And i can't be bothered to re-blog from the other day when i was meant to talk about my northern adventure.


Instead, I'll sum up my life which is more current than last week.
Was my older soeur's 21st birthday on Tuesday. I did a trick and told her i wasn't coming to her party; instead turned up with my Mary with gifts varying from home-made cards, coconuts, pineapples and builders orange cones. (The latter was once we'd had a few glasses of wine- we went on a hunt for naughty things, and came across this joy!) We also met some very funny people on this walk-a-bout. We sat in the garden most of the night, and chatted to various people, including this one nutter. Actually, she wasn't a nutter, quite the opposite. She nearly made us fall asleep, the convo was so serious for about half an hour.. and because we were sitting down all settled.... we couldn't escape! Imagine the dilemma we faced. In the end, we bottled her, stole her money, wrote 'boring' on her head and ran off.. and that was the end of that......


The next day (Wednesday) we managed to spend unreal amounts on tea and hang-over food. So regretful! Especially as the cafe we were in started to become a bit claustrophobic and we got a bit silly; over tired.
Highlight of my day was going to the library of crawley town. 1) felt good for doing something productive with our day 2)We didn't go to college, so made me feel less guilty but the ultimate highlight was number 3.... 3) the man also in the library (quiet area) who kept clearing his throat every 10 seconds.. we wanted to throttle him.. it was like a grunt, didn't even sound human. I wish i could put a voice recording on this. Very funny, but felt like we should be on one of those tv  programs that films peoples reactions to annoying things!
Rest of the week has been a bit of a shambles.. Didn't go to college after Tuesday- simple cba basically. I have started revision finally.. but not getting very far as i get distracted by other things such as bargains on eBay. (guilty pleasure)


I've done no exercise today, and feel horribly obese. Tomorrow is going to be a good day.


10am - work


maybe not


night fellas.


PS i have SO much more i could talk about, its frustrating that my laptop is about to run out of battery


my fingers feel like they could type forever- its almost automatic, I'm not even thinking about it.. shit,, I'm still typing. I'll fall asleep in a minute, or my laptop will die. 


---COMPUTER SHUTTING DOWN---


(clever)

Sunday, 15 May 2011

Northern adventure

Currently listening to James Blake and meant to be revising, but this music just tempts me too much to start writing a blog. Its perfect writing accompaniment. Also the fact I've stopped revision for blog purposes is justified as i haven't written a blog for a good week.... so here goes


actually i'll come back to this later, cba

Saturday, 7 May 2011

Jasminda&me

I am such a loner, with my cat.
That is all. Dear lord, its Saturday night. How excellently awful

Thursday, 5 May 2011

I went to Brighton last night to see a film. All the way to brighton just for a film! It wasn't showing in my local cinema as it was too alternative and the common people wouldn't get it. They only show dumb rom-coms or thrillers at crawely. Anyway, it was well worth it, super interesting film! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LGKzXUWAjnI  
I was companioned with a friend called sarah, or in my language, sazzette. We got take away sanis from a little shop called 'Poppy's sandwiches' but i nearly dropped mine which would have been disastrous  but  i probably would have done the classic 10 second rule, so not that disastrous.
We went to my sisters house party which was R'n'B themed, so i wore my hair in a top notch and wore some Nike trainers. Got right in the party mood. After a few glasses of wine, sarah and i managed to spill far too many secrets, and ended up wearing 3d glasses, a random 'gansta' cap while drinking martini. Where we got all this from, i do not know. Need to do spontaneous stuff more often. And now i'm hyped for uni. If i go. Anyway. We camped out on a mattress and set our alarm for 7.30. 4 hours sleep, ouch... Definitely still drunk in the morning, and i had a lesson at 8.45. So we walked as fast as we could, which wasn't very fast. it was the hungover walk where you try your best to walk normally but you're so sluggish its laughable. We were both in need of some munch, so got some coffee and a croissant each. Made a mess on the train, crumbs everywhere. Trolled into college smelling of smoke and alcohol- excellent

Sunday, 1 May 2011

Mary Mary quite contrary, lets go 20mph

before you read the other text,
 let me introduce you to mary my marvo m8.
 You'll understand her weird photo (Which she
took on my laptop without telling me)
once you read what other weird things she does.
Mary and I, are becoming extremely bizzare. We started to do weird things like, pause in the middle of a sentence and suck in our spit. I can't really describe it, because we aren't gross, like laddish or anything. But its become a habbit, along with the word 'pet'. Its used averagely 4 times, every..minute. We also broke the record for our oddest evening so far. We bathed together. In bikinis, in my bath. It was basically like having a hot tub, in the house, with out the constant bubbles. Very underated actually. Whos needs to spend money on a fancy outdoor bath, when you've got one built in within the house??...logic alert
Also, our newest favourite game is to go 20 mph, or slower, and be extra cautious with our driving. Indicate at every possible moment, stop at every roundabout..even if there is no car and its 1am. If there are pedestrians or cyclists, you must slow right down, reaching 10mph and simply stare as you crawl by. Feels so superior and fun. And the all must....stay in 2nd gear the whole time. Who would have thought driving slow can have more of an adrealine rush than driving fast? well, not me. And to see the frustration of the car behind is very satisfying. This also gives us a grand occasion to practise our britains got talent trick of the acapella singing duet.