I Am Not My Tart....Don't Touch The Rails!!!!

I had trouble actually naming this post because usually I use something odd or strange that had happen to during the day or week. Lucky me I had both happen to me. The first is because I just started my pies and tart section and it is absolutely cool. Thumbs up and high five all around. The other just shows how utterly disgusting people on dorms are...some inbred fool spat on the rails leading up to my room. I'll leave to rest up to you.

Anyway the 'weekend' is here. So well the masses leave for the clubs, bars and their favourite holes in the walls. I am here punching away at keys, writing about my wonderful adventure that is my life. Ah...this is truly the life. Six hours of labs, though not enough in my opinion, is heaven on Earth of me.

Like I said I started pies and tarts and it is going supremely well. I have not burnt anything or myself and well I am making some sweet looking pies. Yup..my favourite word is coming up. Them pies be SEXY!!! There first two days of P + T (pies and tarts) we were introduced to our new chef and made homestyle apple pies. Chef is a dearing old lady. She has been running a small pie shop for the last however many years, I think she said 23 years, but she preaches that you use seasonal fruit and farmer markets fruits when you are making pies and tarts because they are better than frozen, imported and canned fruit. Which is so true. Oh did I mention that she is deaf in her left ear..yup deaf in her left ear. Lol too funny. You literally have to scream CHEF!!!!!! To get her attention so she can come over to make sure you have your pie dough to the right texture. Thus far we have made galettes (free formed pielets), blueberry (yes with actual fresh berries and not Dole frozen packets) and apple pies and strawberry chiffons.





Away from the lab life is still pretty. And yeah I using that simple and generic term to describe it. I have slipped back into my old self again. I have started observing the people around me. I had some time to myself one day while I was waiting for the dining hall to open and I simply watched everyone. The various shapes, sizes and tones. These creatures are, even though some may disagree, interesting to watch. The ones who wear their finest to go to class and the ones who wear their Elmo pjs as well.

I am stuck in a class of girls as I mentioned before. Now in a previous post I spoke word of one them being interested in me. So I did some inquiring and I was right....to an extent. She apparently finds me interesting as she has not come across one such as myself so her curiosity has the better of her. The female also pointed out that she was not interested in a relationship. GOOD!!!! I can't deal with another crazy one (even though she is a different kind of crazy). Oh I have also made acquaintance with a little latin chick..she seem a little more sane but cool for now. And apparently I have been pointed to be a flirt...HA! Me? A flirt. Unintentionally done. I have to watch my interaction with this kind of females . They might get the wrong impression of me.