And I must say that it has been a good time watching it.
Today's episode that I watched on was a three part series. It was about this house that is known for puppeteering, and it had a curse in it. It's a long story, so if you ever do care to watch it, go to to this site and look for Detective Conan, episodes 165-168... or something like that.
I must say that not playing play-station in this time doesn't really suck at all as I thought it would be. After all, I've lived my whole life here without the game system until recently, about five or six months ago, or less. I forget. Although I know it was a drunken night for a cousin that later led on to a screaming battle within our house, and I'm sure as hell that I do not want to talk about it.
I've been thinking lately these days about my future. Only because two people (let's leave their names anonymous, but I'm pretty sure they know who they are) are making me think about it.
And to think about it, it's only summer.
I always remembered saying during my freshman year that I will get into colleges like UCLA, and I'll be competing for the valedictorian spot during my high school years.
Apparently, I myself have seen too many high school movies and tried to emulate the social (or possibly wanna be) popular dude who was chill with everyone around him. And because of that, my dreams of becoming a bruin or a bear (what's the difference, seriously) along with the aspiration of being a Ph. D went down the drain.
Yes sir, that quick. Scary, right?
Yes again, but wait.
Thinking about it these days, being the socialite that I wanted to be, or trying to be right now has gotten me far, although it won't get me to Westwood or Berkeley. Being the socialite that I am now actually turned my life around three hundred and sixty degrees (I am typing in the dark here and I just am too lazy to type out numbers. Cope with me here).
First, I "accidentally" gave myself around Westchester as D-Man. Mark says that he gave me the nickname through "El Hombre" from Gallego's class, but I remember taking it from Drake and Josh - the show, yes - and seeing what happens with it if I actually stuck with it. I actually typed it first as my myspace name, then I added Nik with it.
I guess, that's how it started, and as I was typing that, I just started to remember some things... Thanks, Nik.
About the "El Hombre" thing, Mark's brain is a little woohoo from the stuff that he has done in the past. Hell, he couldn't even remember his locker combination. Funny man you, Mark.
The second thing is that I had an aspiration of becoming a Chef. I am so glad that I don't sleep when my mom tells me to go to sleep, or I wouldn't have seen the pilot of Top Chef. Then, after the pilot of that, I just got hooked into cooking shows like Iron Chef, Good Eats, and all other shows that Food Network has to offer.
Because of my newfound passion for food, I actually started a gig to cook for my friends on their birthdays. Unfortunately, the gig only lasted a couple of people because of my lack of financial funds and good equipment. Because of it, I also made a couple of friends as well, that they actually gave me an ingredient to cook with even though I wasn't serious about it.
By the way Bita, I still owe you one, and I still have some of your red curry powder left.
(I finally figured out what it is!)
Then, cooking became my mistress. I decided to join the cooking class and actually try and show off on what I can do, which unfortunately, a person who one can say they love to hate, blocked my abilities due to her bitchiness and the whole package. In the class, my teacher told me about C-Cap, and when I entered it, it became serious.
I was one of the five people who were going to the competition, supposedly, until the day that the preliminaries came, I was the only one left. I am proud to say that I sliced and diced, and tossed a couple eggs for an opportunity to go to New York, which I unfortunately did not get, which made me shed a tear or two, or ten.
Yes, ladies, men do have emotions.
With that said, I believe that life is like cooking.
Anything you can add to your life, and make it better.
Anything you can add to your life, can make it worse as well.
You can never take out what you already put in the pan. You always can only add.
Sometimes, the heat is low, and sometimes the heat is high.
A lot of times, when people first make a dish, it never comes out as perfect as they want it to
be. After a couple more times, everything is in harmony by itself.
A lot of times, when you don't have an ingredient, you have to compromise.
A lot of times, when people see some ingredients that don't belong together, they give it a bad reaction. Once they try it, they are okay with it. And sometimes, they come back for more.
A lot of times when people burn pastry it's because they've been in the oven for too long.
A lot of times, people don't want certain ingredients because they have not used it at all, or they are simply afraid of it.
And I could go on forever.
My point is, everyone loves food. It's not only fun to eat, but it's also fun to make.
Ask a lot of people. It's time consuming, and it beats the hell out of playing videogames.
And with that, I quote the Chairman, which his uncle says this words upon you:
Allez Cuisine.
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