how rude!

I really don't understand people sometimes. People complain about how the world can be so unfair and cruel. They don't realize that we make our world -- we make reality. The Thomas Theorem says, "Situations are real in their consequences if believed to be real." All of our actions have consequences; consequences that we web together to create the big picture that we call our world, reality, a social network of continuous interaction.

So if we have the ability create this reality, wouldn't it be logical to make it positive? I guess this is what every person sets out to do when they wake up in the morning with their day ahead of them. I've just realized though, that people often half ass the job. They make their reality positive. Their status, their experiences, their own world that exists in their heads is what some people aim to make better. I wish people could start to see that the way they choose to make these things better will affect the social web we call our world. We share the same space.

So the next time you think about stealing an innocent girl's phone, think about how much you have contributed to the mucky-ness of the world. Do you really want to be a part of that? Just think that when people ask, "Why are people so rude?" or "How can people be so mean?" that you will be the subject of those questions. You have contributed to the cruelty of the world. Does that make you proud?


I miss my blackberry =(

weekend 2

Yesterday, I baked Anna Olson's amazing creation "Brownie Sundae Explosion". It was AMAZING. Really, really rich. The icing is delicious on its own, and the fudge. Don't even get me started on the fudge. Super easy to make too!

Feel free to try it! Here's the recipe for her Strawberry Shortcake :)

I love baking.

weekend 1

On Friday, I baked a cake. Strawberry Shortcake. From scratch. Even the icing. I had so much fun!

Next up was supposed to be White Chocolate Brownies. Judging from my budget situation I might have to hold out on the baking :( :( :( And that B-E-A-UUTIFUL blazer from Aritzia. My heart is broken. I wish I could bake all the time.



SUPER SAD FACE.

INSPIRED

I have a crazy idea.

I am going to bake every weekend. Not just bake out of a box. I'm going to bake bake. From scratch. Not just ordinary things either. I wanna learn how to make fresh fruit tarts and mousse cake and blueberry filled cakes.

Crazy might have been an understatement.

Maybe it's because of the fact that I have weekends off now, or the fact that I'm an old lady in a 19 year old's body, or just because it's quarter to 5 in the am and I just can't think straight. Whatever it is, I'm inspired to do it. However, knowing myself, I will probably quit after trying it the first time. I just want to explore, like I've said numerous times before.

I know this may sound like a Julie and Julia blog, and maybe it is? I never really understood how cooking could help a person. I think I'm understanding it now. I guess it's the intimacy of it all. A hobby for yourself, something to challenge yourself with and actually see the final product and (hopefully) the joy it will bring to others too.

I don't know, we'll see how this goes.

First step: buy baking supplies. I think I'll do that tomorrow :)


Oh! and btw, any suggestions for things I could bake? Feel free to let me know!

on a lonely day, i look out on the freeway

I've been feeling a little lost lately. It's not something that bothers me, really. Well, it does, but not all day, everyday. It's just at times when I'm doing nothing, or should be doing something but I choose to sit around and do nothing.

Like right now. I'm just sitting outside watching Roscoe sniff the grass and while listening to California by Wave (thanks Belle for posting it! haha) I love this song. Every time I listen to it I see the highway and all of us on the highway on a hot summer day as the sun is going down. Probably cause we made it tradition to always listen to it on the highway. It makes me sad every time I hear it though.

I've noticed that summer was so amazing because of all the things I did. The newness of everything. New relationships, new explorations, new experiences, new memories. But it's also much bigger than that. These "new" things opened my eyes to the world. I went places I've never been before, seen things I've only seen in pictures (yeah sure, the farthest thing was Seattle but you have to understand how little I've been able to travel). The people I've met have helped me to see myself in a better light. This summer I did a lot of growing up.

Now summer is over, but I feel like I'm still growing. There's something holding me back though. It's like I'm Ewan McGregor in Big Fish. What is it? I'm a big fish in a small pond. I want to discover things again. I want to go into the unknown, be a little scared. I'm tired of being safe. I don't want to be stuck anymore. I want to DO something.

I know I've said this before, many times. I've blogged about it to. I wish I could say that I know what I'm going to do about it. Like I said, I'm feeling lost.

"i'm sorry i broke your heart - but i did."

backpacks and early mornings

Today, I registered for courses at Langara College. Yeah. Langara. I know. I was never open to the idea of Langara until I realized just how accessible everything is over there. I mean, I can't take a single bio course at BCIT because it's only offered to nursing students. The same with Kwantlen. So I figured since I was done all the courses I needed to take at BCIT, that I'd go back to the normal school scene.

And I'm so excited.

I haven't woken up early for class in a year. I'm excited to have that morning routine - breakfast, shower, and get myself ready while I watch my morning cartoons. I can't wait to interact with people my age that could potentially be new friends. Just thinking that I'll have days that are non stop from the very beginning gets me so giddy. And to think, I'll be taking bio again (hopefully), is refreshing. On top of all that, I love my schedule!

I sound like I'm a first year, huh? Haha. Well, I kinda think I am. BCIT wasn't a normal college/university experience. Now I get to have what I envied so much of my friends last year. So bring on the piles of homework, tests, and quizzes (I know I'll regret saying that).

I can't wait.