of Books and Babies
Posted by Jean
Hello from Merry England! (:
Well, kind of. I’m typing this on my laptop on the way from Cambridge to Edinburgh so technically I’m still in England. Ironically, just because it’s me, there is a baby directly in front and to the left of me. Wonderful. I just love babies. In fact, I love them so much that when I walked into the carriage and found my seat, both of them were crying. In fact, it much resembled the sound of angels singing.
My laptop itself is actually on my lap for once and pressed up against my stomach with the screen barely 90 degrees open because it’s propped up against the edge of the little train table that has been taken up by the baby which is now thankfully fast asleep.
Obviously, I haven’t been baking here, especially not in the last few days for several reasons:
- I’ve been cleaning/packing up my brother’s dorm room which is in an atrocious state.
- The kitchen in stairwell 48 is in an even more atrocious state, of which the fridges are the worst.
- Been sneaking in after visiting hours to Queen’s College to check out the facilities and actual grounds.
It’s all good though. It’s all good. Cross your fingers I get to some net soon to upload this post.
On another note,
My brother has finally graduated from University!
Only to return in a couple of months for his Masters, hahaha. Not quite there yet, not quite there yet. Personally, I find all of this University business quite unnerving. I’m still feeling really tentative about my own application.
Grades? Still lacking, even on the minimum requirement front.
Personal statement? Best not to mention it (Though you shouldn’t mention this to Ms Hobbs)
Aside from that…I still haven’t found a place for work experience. Help, please?
I will work on my personal statement. I will. I sound like the Little Train that Could. All I need is some motivation…and hopefully a socket to charge this laptop with.
On a more delightful note, I’ve finally retrieved my copy of Rose’s Heavenly Cakes. It’s basically 500 pages of pure cake heaven. It is the equivalent of planting a chocoholic (e.g. me) into Willy Wonka’s chocolate factory. I’m totally itching to start baking some cakes, but it’s going to have to wait until I’m actually in a kitchen.
I’ve learned some things so far; mostly from the state of my brother’s dorm kitchen. Who knew that butter could go mouldy? I sure didn’t. Also, orange juice that upon sight of the bulging cardboard case, I proclaimed that it was either “really really full or really really expired”. It was not the first option. According to my brother, he also threw away some milk that had expired on 1st of May. It had separated into layers apparently.
No pictures, my friends. I would like to keep my food down today.
For future reference, the kitchen in my future stairwell will be neat, tidy and most of all, CLEAN. If not, I will be forced to duct tape the fridge shut. No cleaning up after yourselves? NO FRIDGE! Things like this really make my germaphobia kick in like no other. It’s just purely disgusting.
Hopefully, I’ll be baking lots when I get home and when I’m in Singapore, though to be honest, I do kind of hate baking in Singapore. The oven is nice, but tiny and the counter is just really small. Not to mention I don’t have any of my awesome stuff there. The only consolation is that there is actually a baking supply store that I could live in. I mean, where else would you find edible glitter for your food? 🙂
I’m also (cross your fingers) trying to find a guest writer for this blog. Seeing as how I only update about once every 3 months, it would be nice to get some other input. Maybe some cooking rather than just baking would be a nice change. I do cook sometimes, but it’s just not the same as baking a cake. You know what they say about biologists being good chefs and chemists being good bakers. I guess it does make sense because bakers are a lot more anal about the smaller details –puts hands up-, though I am quite an awful chemist. Don’t tell anyone about how I lost an easy mark on my end of year exam because I forgot to add one number (curse you, carbon bond!).
Alas, my laptop is running out of batteries.
Until next time (sooner rather than later, I hope)…
Toodle pip! xx