Cupcake Experiments

So after watching one of my new favorite shows, DC Cupcakes (the acting is bad, but the cupcakes amazing!), I was inspired to create my own. So I settled with vanilla chai cupcakes with chocolate cinnamon ganache. Yum!
Took me awhile to make them, and I continually ran out of things I needed and had to improvise, but it worked! I actually used a french vanilla cake mix and added a chai tea mix to it, along with various spices.
I also set a new record to burning things. You know the saying "she could burn water"? I did. Kinda. I burned the next thing to it, tea. Call me a retard (my fiance already did) but I don't know how I did it. I really need to pay more attention.

Projects are killer. My thought for the day,

I woke this morning at NINE AM, amazing. I love to wake up now and see light coming threw the window. No school on Thursdays, thank goodness. But I do have PT to go too. Thanks bad back. I'm trying to cook cinnamon rolls that I've been craving (During lectures that's what I think about) My little sister is scared, reminding me of a cooking incident a while back. (Burned some macaroni, burned the pan, and almost the ceiling : not that bad) But I wasn't the one that set the microwave on fire, if I may say.

All new start

So new school, new town, and a new start at this whole college thing. But I feel like I'm getting it right this time around. I stopped writing a while back, but now I feel like I should continue. This time it's just me. Minnie.
So week 3 of the Art Institute has begun. Photography program.
Week 3, Day 2.
I stayed up until 1am last night finishing my projects due today. The best part? I'm sick. Sitting in a four hour class while snot falls out of your nose isn't fun. I lied about the best part though...I think the highlight of my day was when I cut my toe on my desk. Cut is being moderate. It's more like completely ripped open the side of my toe. I bled through three rags before it slowed. I also realized that my Mary Poppins purse is lacking band-aids. Now it's a beautiful black and red puff ball that sorta resembles a toe.
So now I'm sitting in my computer applications class that seriously teaches us how to click a mouse. See why I'm on here? I really want to start posting up my photography to see how people like it. I might try Flickr for that. We'll see.

Anyways, professor is starting to look this way more often. Cheers!

The Genius of One Day at a Time

Woke up to alarm shrieking. Hit the snooze three times. Barely got ready in time for class. Ran to class. Class started late anyways. Tried to study for a test during the lecture. Fell asleep during the lecture. Went to english class. Professor reminded us of an essay due in two days. Haven't even started. In fact, haven't even picked a topic. Starting freaking out about my test. Friend told me she'd buy me ribs from Chili's if I passed. Chocolate if I failed. Got tutoring for important test. Freaked out and cried in the bathroom. Took important test. Passed.

Smiled kindly at the lady at the desk. Cheered when I got out of sight. Barely made it to statistics class. Got a call after five minutes from the roomie. Told me she had her eyes dilated and needed a ride home from the clinic so she didn't crash, and ultimately, die. Realized my truck had a flat tire. Called a friend to pick the roomie up. Friend from class told me everyone thought I was doing a drug deal for running out of class on the phone.

Ate lunch. Roomie told me that the stuff to fix my flat was in her car. At the clinic. Decided to pick up roomie's car right then. Lost my phone. Found it in the lunchroom. Was dropped off and drove car home. Dropped roomie off at the other end of campus so she didn't miss an exam. Missed my french class. Trudged up to the room.

Have to go fix car. Have to start essay. Have to go to statistic's tutoring. Have to write a french outline.

And it's only one pm.

~M&M

The Marriage Parody

After three months I've learned the most successful roommates are those start with a few similarities or similar past. After a while you discover more shared interest that make it easy to get along and everythings cool. Next thing you know all the parts of mixed candycorn you hate, she loves. Your favorite jollyranchers are her least. You go to sleep together (not in the same bed) and wake each other up. You can hold a whole conversation with just one look and share each other's unspoken thought. Friends joke about you acting like a married couple, and the next day you find yourself arguing about who's turn it is to take out the trash or catch each other talking in sync. You know your relationships gotten pretty far when your meals consist of "well, this is pretty good", "yup", and no one is bothered by the silence. Who knew a computer system could match two people up so perfectly, if only she were a guy.

~M&M

Guide to Bubble Tea

If you ever want to try Bubble tea, here are a few tips:

1. Ask yourself: Do you like the taste of fish eggs? The bubbles have a slimy, gooey texture.

Don't squish them, they won't pop.

2. Share the drink with a friend: Just in case you don't like it, you won't end up wasting three dollars. But you will get a delightful experience of throwing the drink out of the car window and then nearly slipping on the bubbles.

3. If you use a straw, drink slowly. : There's nothing better than having a bubble rocket-launched into your throat and no choice but to swallow it.

4. The cups have lids glued to the rims. : I have no idea if they were pre-made, everything was prepared behind a wall. When you go to pierce the plastic with your jumbo straw, be careful. Liquid does shoot out. Thanks gravity.

5. Try it once. : As gross as it seems, at least try it once. It's either a hit or miss with each person. Just be warned: The bubbles will fill you up like you've eaten a meal. So don't decide to try it on a full stomach. You might end up seeing it again.

~M&M

Looking Backwards

Today I sat, looking through pictures, reflecting on the goodtimes in my life when I realized I can't go back. Maybe my case is extreme coming from such an unusual background, but still everyone leaves home sometime and when they go back its gone. Places grow and change without us. One day we're ruling the halls and hitting up the cool hang outs, the next were going back to see new rituals, new faces, a strange and different place. Take advantage of your home, because once you leave you can't go back.

~M&M