Abstruse Musing

We stopped checking for monsters under the bed when we realised they were inside of us.

" Being Twenty-Something.........They call it the "Quarter-life Crisis." It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start realizing that there are many things about yourself that you didn't know and may not like.  You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two, but then get scared because you barely know where you are now. You start realizing that people are selfish and that, maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met.  And the people you have lost touch with are some of the most important ones.  You look at your job and it is not even close to what you thought you would be doing.  Or maybe you are looking for a job and realizing that you are going to have to start at the bottom and that scares you. Your opinions have gotten stronger.  You see what others are doing and find yourself judging more than usual because suddenly you realize that you have certai

I'm having one of those days (no its not PMS season yet). One of those really shit days for absolutely no reason. I was like Gordon Ramsay in the kitchen tonight. A friend suggested we go play mini golf, I'm glad I didn't go... I'm pretty sure I'd be like Happy Gilmore on the court. Maybe I'm just a little annoyed by the fact that the roses died. They've been blessed by my apparent lack of plant wisdom... One thing I'm sure about is that I don't look forward to going back to uni next week. I'm fed up with so much that goes on, I guess it just all came out today. "When it comes to the future, there are three kinds of people: those who let it happen, those who make it happen, and those who wonder what happened."

I was talking to Stephanie and she showed me a few pictures of her tortoise, William (coincidently the same name as my cousin). I love the little angel wings she made for him! She says his favourite past times include snuggling next to a log and watching cooking shows. He seems to have a lot of character and almost human from what she says. It makes me want to get a tortoise as well. Pity I'd need to study to get a reptile licence.  That has been my major set back, I'll get a tortoise one day...

I had to go to Hawksbury again today to collect my experiment results, it was a good thing Tim had class up there as well today so I got a lift there. After my lab class, I met up with Tim and went to his lecture for forensic chemistry. It wasn't that bad, though it was hard to keep my eyes open in that depressing little room. I nagged Tim to take me to the nursery near the campus, for some reason I was thinking they'd sell venus fly traps. Well they didn't have them, but I did find something else... Serissa foetida ! It reminded me of my failed bonsai so I didn't end up buying it. I was quite tempted to buy the lavender plant but I don't have that much space to grow it on my balcony. Pity, I do love lavenders. Turns out the fellow running the nursery graduated with a major in horticulture at the university. He helped me pick out a plant to grow on my balcony. He pretty much told me the roses were for free and gave Tim a pot as well. I loved the

The field trip wasn't that bad. I'm glad I ran into Olly and a few other familiar faces at the agricultural campus. We pretty much stuck together for our experiment, and I'd say it was good teamwork. I like visiting this campus, well I love the environment there. Its quite relaxing seeing all the grass and farm animals here and there. I discovered the scenery was best enjoyed whilst sitting in a covertible with the wind through your hair. The downside was super messy hair and untamed knots. Oh yes, I decided to help Pisan with her research by buying two cupcakes. Sticky date with caramel on top and a strawberry cupcake. Of course I shared the cupcake with Cindy. Pisan gets.... The lovely box! I can't wait to go to Adriano Zumbo's cafe with Pisan on Saturday. Yum... More macarons!

Met up with Jess, Tom, Tim and Sara last Thursday. Its been some time since we all got together, I'd say the last time that happened it was a little more than a year ago. I do miss old times when we all used to have lunch and just hang out at parra after classes. Good old times. Its as though things haven't really changed that much. We've grown a little wiser, a little more ambitious (sometimes) and maybe a little more zombie-like from all nighters (I mean me). I've been craving macarons at Baroque more often. Pisan said she has to do some research for her design assignment, coincidentally she is trying to collect packaging from pastry stores. Yes, this is good news for me and my sweet tooth. Perhaps we'll finally go make a visit to Balmain for macarons at Adriano Zumbo's cafe. I can tell I'm going to enjoy  pigging out  helping Pisan with her research... On the other hand, my research is killing me. DNA markers, PCR, Clostridium botulism, and benzopheno

Woke up from a nap and now its time to plough on with the reports. All I can think about is macarons at Le Renaissance Patisserie... They do have really nice olive oil macaron with white chocolate ganache... Okay time to snap out of it. Macarons can come later, this weekend or perhaps the next. I'm armed with my can of V, time to think organic chemistry. Nothing is a waste of time if you use the experience wisely.

...a raving rabbid. The little fellow on the left pretty much sums up how I and my sister feel about living with dad. He complains too much, sings at totally inappropriate times, never washes his own dishes... I think the list could go on, really. I have no idea how mom could've survived marriage. I give her credit for that. If I was in her position, I probably would've gone insane. My sleeping patterns have been thrown off balance yet again. Great. And I have an unsatiable hunger for expensive macarons. I'm going to be so broke. Once again, refer to the picture on the left. It pretty much sums up how I feel. And after looking at so many pictures of hand made things, I feel like knitting all over again. Time to finish that scarf, I think...   scream bunny by saintlucybelle @ flickr