- Making Pancakes
Mum, if you are reading, I'm sorry. You can go and die of shame now. Yes folks, the art of making the pancake seems to have eluded me of late. Crepes, them I can make and cook to Frenchy perfection, but ye goode olde down home English Pancake just like grandma makes makes me want to die a little inside each time I mess it up. I mean come on! It can't be that bad right? Well, this morning I awoke with visions of sitting down at the kitchen table with the Sunday Age with a stack of blueberry pancakes and a cup of tea, feeling very smug and happy that I did not, in fact, flick straight to the funnies as I do of a weekday, because that's all the time I have to read of a school morning thank you very much! Alas when I went to the cupboard I found we had no blueberries (hell, when DO we have blueberries in our house??), but no matter! However when I finally set about making the batter, following the recipe down to a T, I greased up the pan and poured in my first lip-smacking cake of the morning. When the time came to flip, however, it stuck. "Oh well," I thought as I slid the burned and broken pancake into the bin, "you should never eat the first off the stove anyway." So I butter up the pan and lo and behold... same thing happens to the second one! And the third. The fourth and fifth ended up on plates looking like extremely sorry excuses for food indeed. But God dammit, I ate those burned, crumbling pancakes and read the paper and it was glorious!!
2. Spelling
Ask any one of my teachers from grades prep and up and you will see that if there is one thing that I fail at, it is Spelling. With a capital S. Either my brain is too fast for my hands and I can't be bothered going back and fixing mistakes, or I just can't spell half of the words in my vocabulary. Either way, this means that I am screwed for my English exams. But hey, its their fault for not letting us type our exam essays and use spell check! I BLAME THE ADMINISTRATION!
3. Procrastinating
And by that I mean, doing it too much. Overly so. Yep.... why do you think I started a blog? I started it so as I'd have yet another thing to do that wasn't homework or study related, and when I don't have any homework to do I can procrastinate over Blogging! Yaaaay!!!
4. Tolerating My Insanely Annoying Little Brother
Even my friends agree that he is even more annoying than any other sibling of his age they have come across
5. Tolerating People that Hang Shit On My Insanely Annoying Little Brother
because even though he is irritating to the extreme, I love him. He's family. NO TOUCHY!!
6. Obeying Copyright Laws
I have downloaded so much TV and burned so many DVDs lately that I'm sure someone must be coming to arrest me at any minute. But it's a vicimless crime, right? Like sneaking into movies... and puppy kicking!
*races to the window and checks for police cruisers down the street.*
Oh Robot Chicken, how you and your fellows have corrupted me.
7. Speaking My Mind About Meatheads I Have to Work With
Well, at least to their face. I can trash them all I like here.
For example, there's one person who I have to deal with on a regular basis who is the most narcissistic person alive. This probably isn't helped by his name, which I am choosing not to divulge here, but lets say his surname is "Is-Seriously-Fucking-Awesome." It's not, it's actually a lot shorter but hey, that's the price of anonymity. And being a prick. Anyway, when I met him I didn't believe that "Is-Seriously-Fucking-Awesome" in fact was his surname. Can you blame me?
Anyway, for as long as I've known him I've thought he was a self absorbed, moronic boys boy who thinks way too much of himself. Getting two lead roles in school plays really didn't help his ego, which I'm pretty sure can now be seen from Alpha Centuri.
Anyhoo, we now have year 12 drama together, and I have gotten to know him a bit better. He is still a self absorbed moronic boys boy who thinks way too much of himself, but recently he's started body building and has way more muscle than is natural. Seriously, it looks like his head is too small for his body. Add to that his idiot laugh and you have perfect dumb-lackey-runner-up material.
A few weeks ago he asked me, during Drama as we were developing a scene together, he asked me what I used to think of him when we first met. I told him he wouldn't appreciate the answer. He then followed it up with,
"yeah, but now you've gotten to know me, you like me right?".........What the hell am I supposed to say to that?
"Well, actually I DO still think you're a self involved narcissist with some severe issues dealing with who you are and in an endless pursuit of perfection have bulked up so much you have left little room for your pea sized brain. So, hows that scene coming along?"
Haha... curse my cowardice. Instead I replied, "yeah, a bit." Now I think you're also mildly amusing in an always-running-into-walls kind of way.
Damn, what a stuck up little cyber geek I am. :)
8. Video Games
Unlike many of my geek friends, it takes me a long, long time to master a video game. The only one I got in record time was Guitar Hero, and I still don't play that enough to be up to expert yet. Ah well, I consoll myself by saying I have better things to do... like blog stupid lists about things I am crappy at, like... VIDEO GAMES! Woah. We're through the looking glass now people.
Lou
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