Saturday, December 27, 2014

Foodie Foodsomenes

Food-wise, I've always been aboard a pendulum that swerves between #health #fittie #fitfam #fitlife and #ILOVEPIZZA. Those are my two extremes, and I always lived comfortably in the comfort food that both sectors provided.

However, as of late I'm getting an itch for rosemary and a dash of garlic and caramelized onions aboard a sea of curry. (Those are all the spices that I can name in my current state of culinary ignorance.) After hours ogling at cooking books and cooking tumblrs and cooking blogs I really want to be the gourmet gal that maybe I never allowed myself to be.

I want to fashion fancy cocktails into being, condiment quinoa and lentils into their utmost vegetarian glory, learn how to bake something other than brownies and chocolate chip cookies, and top it all with the most exquisite edible decoration.

And if I fail, I can always write a story about a cook. Because that's what's wonderful about writing -you get to be all the stuff that in real life you have failed to be.

Please accept the cooking pictures I will lovingly share with you!

Pretty pwease, loves,

Monday, December 22, 2014

G'bye School

With the philosophy teacher I was not so secretly in love with.

I wish I'd written more in the past few days, not only because the school-graduation transition is one that you only live once (yolo in the bad sense), but also because there's been a whole lot of need for it. The past few weeks -the ones after graduating- have seen me go in a downwards spiral into depression and egotism. I have nothing to do, no idea where my friends are, and just generally lost in a cloud of fear and pessimism. In six more days, (as this is how my country's educational system works) I shall have to choose exactly what the fuck I want to study, and all I know is that I'm scared. I find myself too scared to choose Lit -which, as you might know, is what I've always wanted. So I might end up choosing Law, although I am fully aware that it will not make me happy.

And yet, I have 9 more days to submit the NYU application. I completed the IB, and therefore I can -however, I'm scared of that too. I'm scared of letting that ball run, and where that can lead me. In spite of how I just know that studying English Lit in NYU would make me happy as can be, but

at this point, I am not sure if what I want to choose is happiness.

Pictures of my prom outfit to compensate for all the whining:

Friday, December 5, 2014


On the last day of schoolmas my true love said to me...

School's out, summer's in, break the internet, get tendinitis from so much typing, BLOGGING!

If my emotions were actors and cheezyness and puberty and dancing they would be enacted by this timeless piece of musical cinema:

I you are a Northern Hemispherer: As I lived vicariously through your own summery traipsing blogging, I invite you to join mine.

Never stop posting all-summer-long yeah.
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