A Basket of Apples.

This is a bit premature for me to write, but I don't think the content of this blog will change soon.

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Anyone familiar with these lines? :

"This is the true story of seven strangers picked to live in a house, work together and have their lives taped, to find out what happens when people stop being polite and start getting real"

That one ought to be easy. It's pop culture.

With that fact at hand, let me twist it a bit.

"This is the story of many strangers, who chose to go to the same school, work together, but not have their lives taped. However, they will find out what happens when the school fucks up, and start getting real.

High school is one of those many things that can be chained to many comparisons, such as The Real World (quote above), or shopping for apples.
Yes, Shopping for apples

Before I go on, I must thank a friend for inspiring me for this one.

The beginning years are pretty much seeing inside the box. It's just a simple stack with a bunch of apples, and you have no idea whether or not these apples are actually good or not. And this is when judgement comes in.

Sometimes, a person or two would come along to influence your decisions. In this case with the apples, I would say the vendor itself. The vendor tries to tell you what to get and what not to get, because it might be out of season, or it sees a flaw somewhere.

To shorten this one up a bit, In the end, you pick out the apples that you like and don't like, whether it had flaws on them or not because you see that these flaws can be easily fixed. Flaws included are brown spots on the skin. Anyone can remove that with a paring knife. Too sour? Cook it with sugar. Hell, anyone can have a liking to sour things.

As for the title, here are the apples on my basket.

1. This apple, I picked right out of the top of the box, and I'm happy I made this pick. I met this person in summer school, way before freshman year started, and writing about him would simply make this a daunting task.

2. This apple, I also met at summer school, freshman year. First person beat him by a couple days. I would call this apple tight, since he likes those kind of things. Apparel, space in his car, and a house. And did I mention his personality?

3. This apple, I recently picked out at the end of the box. He never thought that I'd be friends with him, but I guess things happen for a reason. This apple loves to party, as evidenced by his excitement on throwing the Roscoe's party. Which now reminds me to wear my Roscoe's shirt one of these days. Then again, it's too cold.

4. This apple, I swear, I made a really wrong first impression of. However, as time went by, We became close, although our bond is slowly going gone by the minute, if it weren't for practice. This reminds me again to just talk to him.

5. Like the fourth apple, I met this person through tennis. He's tall, he's cool, he plays the trumpet or the trombone, I don't know which. Either way, he has a certain swagger that I like, although I can't put my finger on it.

6. I don't ever think that a hairy apple would exist. If that were the case, that would be a lychee, and it would be out of it's league, even though it's freakishly sweet. I love lychees, btw. As for the reason why he's one of the apples is that he says the unexpected, and as much as I hate suprises or anything of the sort, I actually love his.

7. This person was a part of me and the second apple in Algebra 2, and got the three highest scores there. Funny thing is, we all got below averages on our STAR scores, and we were able to laugh about it. That, and I think he's the only one to hear me sing a cappella.

8. This person during the summertime can definitely entertain, as we have had conversations that lasted three hours, which... god knows what they are. This person was the inspiration for this, and I know that if I simply wanted to talk to someone and no one else was on, it would be this person.

9. This person, I frequently talk tennis with. I wish we can get out of it and talk about other things. Other than that, we pretty much have a shitload in common, I.E being a filipino and having a pomeranian as a pet. Because of him, sentences that were not meant to be by my accents became what they are now. 

10. This person I met in YnG. She made me change my perspective on how to debate, which is why I was freakin' amazing at BOB one during the debates. That, and I actually like to laugh at her videos whenever necessary.

11. This person, I also met in YnG. We don't talk too much, but the bond of friendship is totally there. Like apple number seven, I wish it can get beyond tuesdays, because it would be interesting as to what could happen.


Eleven Apples. That's fair enough. I remember the challenge in Top Chef, before entering the TC kitchen itself, they already brought out the heat and had people peeling, slicing apple to brunoise, and cooking the apples. Watch the episode yourself, since it was really out of whack.

I wonder what you can make with Eleven Apples. Any suggestions?