Birthday times...

You may or may not have guessed that it is my BIRTHDAY! YAY! anyway this morning I went on to google as you do, expecting a mothers day doodle like the one i posted about last year instead I was surprised by this Google Doodle.

And when you hover over it, it says Happy Birthday Ami! which is the name I put for my Google registration thingy ma-bob!

So, there you go... I am officially 16 :D yay i guess.

kk Byee

Procrastination...

Ahhh, someone should write a poem called, 'Ode to Procrastination'. I believe its a skill that everyone develops as they grow older, but even more everyone has adapted their procrastination differently. This post is procrastination from doing my english CA :S

As some or none, since no one reads this blog may know, I've just returned from a wedding :D My cousins to be precise, twas in India hence I left last Friday and returned yesterday morning. As my first proper Indian wedding, the experience was amazing and unforgettable, not only because of all the celebration but my cousins also make my visits worthwhile and memorable. There were several moments that I will cherish forever including the endless dancing on the engagement night, diligent attempts to steal the grooms shoes (a tradition that we failed to achieve because his friends had hidden them in the car before hand, although our efforts were not unrecognized as one of them acknowledged us at the end of the three day celebration) and of course, the usual business of nonsense with my cousins in no better location than a HOTEL!!!

I love hotels, we ordered room service on the first night :D I should explain, that our parents were really encouraging the prospect of room service but on the first night none of us were hungry (this is my two cousin sisters, were all of the same age) and so we decided not to eat anything for dinner, im not sure why they didnt, but in my case, just looking at food made my tummy tumble. So as you can imagine, after around two hours of non-stop dancing we were famished, thus we ordered something to eat downstairs at the reception after paying a visit to our mums room (we three were in one room while our other cousins were across the corridor in the room opposite and our mums were in the rooms on the floor above.). Our visit had two prime reasons, i needed to return my outfit i had worn that evening and to ask if permission to order food. My cousins know that if they want something the person to ask for an optimistic response is my mum, simply because she's the youngest of our aunts and well shes most likely to say yes. surprisingly though, she said NO! anyway, I decided to take some money out of her purse because i also know that she wouldnt want us to stay hungry and so i reached into her purse in the pitch black and took out what i thought was a bare 200 rupees (thats just under £3), however, i was shocked to see when we left the room that i had actually taken out 1500 rupees :S oppppsssss, (thats just under £20) sure it doesnt seem like much in pounds but it sure felt like a lot, anyway it was a good thing that i had taken out such a wholesome amount else we wouldnt have been able to afford much.

After ordering our food we ran the hot tap to the tub in the bathroom, having decided that we wanted to massage our feet since we had been wearing heels all morning and even danced in them for a while - BAD IDEA. When our food finally came the staff-man-service-guy was looking very... odd and rather happy, strangely happy :S anyway, he gave us the wrong change... I got very annoyed at this, how dare they think were so incapable that we wouldn't realise we were given the wrong change, now that I think of it we should have asked for a receipt. Anyway, we very quickly finished the food but having ordered too much half a plate was left on the table, thats probably the only regret we had, that last half plate gave a sickening after smell whenever we went near it and the hotel staff wouldnt even come to clear it up!

I'm being told off for blogging now, and i agree ive procrastinated enough, so I guess I should start my English. Byee... sorry for boring you with this irrelevant story. :)

Once in a Blue moon...

Hey there,
I don't really think anyone reads this blog, in fact I don't believe they ever did and even though this is a waste of a web page, it fills me with joy to share something with the world wide web!

kk... I have several things I could mention and talk about so where to start. Well as an aspiring doctor and with an ambition to study medicine at university, I have started a new blog, on which I will be posting an article about a disease, illness, symptom, cure, instrument of operation or anything else medical related :D If that interests you, you should definitely check it out:

Yesterday, i spent the whole morning baking cupcakes, a skill I still haven't grasped let alone mastered, my friend is a budding baker and I can only hope that in the next few years her ability rubs off onto me. Nevertheless, I managed to whip up an average bunch of chocolate cupcakes with mini marshmallows carefully positioned on top stuck on with wisps of meringue. They are meant to be grilled before serving but I just sprinkled cocoa to give the same affect :P

I did attempt another batch of cupcakes with strawberry jam and meringue swirls on top but they didnt quite rise enough and the meringue went a bit soft so they're not worthy of the blog. Neither were they worthy of a visit to my neighborscupcakes were a great excuse for visiting my neighbor who is not very well at the moment and thus i set out of my house armed with  a bowl full of chocolate merriment (armed sounds as though I'm going to be attacked in the story.. don't worry nothing happens).

As I left the house I felt great pride in my idea to take cupcakes and visit them, all i needed was a long red coat and a basket and I would be Little Red Riding Hood, rushing off to visit her Grandma. Unfortunately, I do not have a red coat and my mother detests the idea of having yet another item ( like a basket) cluttering the house which she claims barely has room for anything!

As I approached the house I became puzzled by which gate I was to enter from, but since the larger gate came in sight first, that's the one I  used. BIG MISTAKE. I then had to endure what seemed like a long and precarious walk across the stone-filled drive way as I tried to be as quiet as possible so as not to disturb anyone. Do not tiptoe on stone covered floors, its definitely not the best approach to making a silent entry, thus I turned to running across the driveway onto the opposite side where there was a proper pathway! A pathway I would have conveniently met had I waited to reach the second gate of entry.

Having reached the front door, I stumbled on the door step looking for a bell, finally I realised they did not have a door bell just like our house and hesitating towards the bangy door knob, I gave two firm knocks. While I waited for someone to answer the door, my mind was having a serious moment of doubt, you know how when you knock and it takes a while for an answer: on the one hand you want someone to come to the door and on the other hand you wish there was no one home because if your like me, a teenager doesn't really have much to say to an adult unless they're arguing. :/

Finally, someone opened the door and I shared my cakes but I didn't stay long because she was resting so with a quick chat I was off, back home. The wonderful thing about sharing food with people in non-disposable dishes is that they usually return the dish or box with more food in return, in fact just a few minutes ago, her daughter came by our house with Lindt chocolates in the same dish and kind compliments about my cupcakes :D It's pleasing to know that situations we see on TV where neighbors give food and beverages to other neighbors, actually can happen.

I suppose, anything we see on TV can happen so long as we are prepared to make it happen, even if it is once in a blue moon.

Thanks for reading xxx

Hello.
School has started again .... yay :/ Going into year 11 wasn't nearly as scary as opening my maths GCSE result (i got an A*  :D), but then again, this is 'The Year It Gets Real!'.
or serious as sow said but its always been serious we just never took it seriously but this year is no joke.
Serious aside                                                                                             (haha get it) I've just come back from a house warming party, soooooo boring! im gonna make sure that all of my future house warming parties are fun and exciting (dont just involve talking to complete strangers) or I just won't have a house warming party and invite my closest friends and family....

wikipedia says: a house warming party is held within the first 90 days of a resident moving into a new house.
ahhh, the most important part of the party is the gifts given by guests to furnish the house :P

reading on you find that the origins of housewarming is quite literal. In the olddddd days, when a person moved house there would literally be a housewarming, in which friends and family would bring firewood and add it to the fireplace, this would not only warm the house but was believed to scare of evil spirits. awesome.

haha, wikipedia is hilarious! there's even a list for the variation of housewarming parties :P
but im not going to dwell into that, for in fact i am blogging for my new found love for baking! :D

I have always loved baking but today I have reached a new peak in my baking for i made something completely on my own :D Having been inspired by this weeks episode 'The Great British Bake off' i decided to make some meringues, sure they were sweet and simple but for someone who rarely bakes or has a skill for following recipes i think i did exceptionally well (especially with separating the white frrom the yellow when cracking the egg).
At first i was worried because having taken out the meringues and tasted one it wasnt that nice chewy consistency that i was after and so i concluded that i had burnt them (if thats possible) but then after adding whipped cream and leaving them to cool they became as chewy as well.... a meringue is meant to be :P

YUM!

I should be back with my next baking adventure.

TTFN

xxx

Hello again,
I haven't blogged since mothers day, I guess I've been realllly busy.
Anyway, this is my first year of GCSEs, in fact I have my Maths next Friday (I should probably be revising). I've always had an attachment and liking to DT, perhaps because of my primary school teacher ( I was kinda her fave :D), so it's not surprising that I've taken it for gcse. Having been inspired by a project I witnessed last year, I was determined from the start to do a Lamp Project.

So here I am, at the moment I am counting my questionnaire results, and if you would be so kind as to take the time to fill one out I would be Very grateful. If you feel uncomfortable giving your personal details, you don't have to fill them in, although age would help. If you wish to help me out just answer in the comments... copy this template and then delete the relevant answer:
1. Yes No
2. £5-10    £10-30     £30-50       £50-100    £100-150     £150+
3. Living Room       Bedroom     Study     Bathroom        Kitchen
4. Readymade Flatpack
5. High    Medium   Low    Dimmable
6. Wood    Plastic     Fabric    Metal
7. Greyscale     Blue/Red    Black/red    Blue    Green    Orange
8. Wall mounted    Hanging    Table   Floor
9. Yes No
10. Customisable 1234  Portable 1234    Flexible 1234   Durable 1234 (delete the numbers)
11. type the numbers of the pictures you prefer
12. comments :)

During the course of all my research for this project i have come across many interesting and dynamic products....

Made of Shades!

Floating balloons!

The further side says, 'Will be read'...

I believe this is upscaled from an old table

Well i hope these inspired you as they have inspired me in my project.

Thank You For reading

TTFN

xxxx

(And thank you for helping my project if you decide to do a questionairre :D)