Monday, November 1, 2010

To LIfe, to life l'chai-im!

(I think I spelled that right... I googled it...)

A picture of you last year. How have you changed?

This is me literally one year ago yesterday. I honestly feel like I've grown up a lot since then. I've done so many things. I figured out who I am (for the most part) and who I want to be. I picked an official major. And I've just generally grown up. I've made friends that I think I'm going to have for a while. I've learned what I want out of life and how to get it. I've learned to not let anyone stand in my way. Some things about me haven't changed though. I'm still crazy, and hyper, and fun loving. But I've also learned to be a bit more mature... and do my school work instead of party ALL the time. (I haven't even missed a single class this year! And I've only been late ONCE!) That's a big change for me. I still have things I need to work on changing about myself, but overall I have grown up quite a bit. :) At least I think so...

My favorite movies in the whole world right now are.
Peter Pan. (In any and all forms)
Hook. (Not even because of the pan obsession... It's mostly because of Katie Matheson... and it's just a great movie.).
The Producers.
The Breakfast Club. (cheesy, I know. But there's just something about it).
Schindler's List. (Weird... I know... but I LOVED it)
Hercules! (Mostly thanks to Courtney and Dallon. And the song "Zero to Hero.")
Count of Monte Cristo (even though I liked the book better)
That's all I can think of right now...

Something I could never get tired of doing.
Okay... so I'm not very good at this just one thing... thing.
* Cooking
* Singing
* Theatre
* Reading. Seriously.

Now I'll save the last one for tomorrow and then I'm DOOOOOOONE!!!!!!!!! :)

And now...about my life. :)

Today was going pretty swell... until I got home from school. Ugh. But I will start at the beginning for you all, rather than at the end.
In class today, I made key lime pie. It was super good. Mine was pretty tart though... and I don't quite know why. My friend Briana and I made ours together, did exactly the same thing, and mine was MUCH more tart than hers. I don't quite know what happened. Hmm.. Peculiar. But it was good nevertheless. Just a strange phenomenon perhaps. I don't know.

Then I drove downtown to Nicholas and Co. for my 2nd class of the day. Purchasing. Aside from the project (which I really don't mind either... it's just a lot of work) I LOOOOVE this class. It is so interesting! Today we had an olive oil and cheese tasting! It sounds super gross, but it was actually a lot of fun. :) First we did cheeses and started with the mildest and worked our way to the sharper cheeses. Most of them were good, but a few of them were not my favorite (blue cheese for example). But we also learned the uses of all these cheeses and what they go well with. Hooray for specialty cheeses. After that we tasted olive oil. Yes, I had to DRINK olive oil. Pure. Straight. Olive Oil. We tried a few different varieties. Chef Nook explained to us that Olive oil is like wine or vinegar. You like what you like and it's all personal preference. We tried a California olive oil... it kind of tasted like grass. (I'm pretty sure that Nicole would like it. hahaha) But it was good at the same time. The Italian one tasted a lot more like olives... but I like my Turkish olive oil better. I also learned the difference between virgin olive oil and extra virgin olive oil. It's the amount of time the olives are pressed. Extra virgin is the first pressing... it's the most flavorful. And Virgin olive oil is the second. Then... there's Pomace... which is the mashed flesh and pits after pressing. It's cheaper and not as flavorful. I thought that was pretty interesting.
Then when I got home things were going fine... until my roommate got home. Right now she is really getting on my nerves. Maybe I just struggle living with people, I don't know... but lately she is just driving me crazy. I may sound incredibly emo right now... but... sometimes I really just dislike people in general. She just gets in my face and bosses me around. She ISN'T my mother. It just kind of gets on my nerves. Rawr. But I don't want to rant... even though lately it seems like that's all I do. GROSS. I'm sorry that's all I do anymore, dear readers.

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