Eat me.

SO I kept my word. Not actually..but kind of.

I stalked up on salad ingredients and I am in the process of consuming a fairly serious little number. I literally threw everything in; spinach, lettuce, chick peas, dried cranberries, cherry tomatoes, cucumbers, blueberries, green peas, mushrooms, avocados, bocconcini cheese, barely, drizzled with aged balsamic vinegar and olive oil. 

NOW, here is my confession. In celebration of another pregnancy in the family, I made cookies last night. I now have two cousins expecting, only 4 months apart, and I had to do something! It's a perfect opportunity to bake! I couldn't even go all out and make anything cute because..wait for it...school ruins everything. Who would have thought!? Everyone. So we all had to settle for chocolate chip sprinkled cookies. Sad, I know. But, I guess it's okay since I'm not supposed to be baking to begin with. 


IT'S okay, you just wait for the baby showers.
OH, I have another confession (unfortunetly) I made adorable baby shower invites during class. I'm slightly ashamed. But, amazingly enough..I don't give a shit :)

BACK to the books peoples, it's accounting time (wooh!). Lots of love!

Quickie

I have a midterm at 3, so naturally I ended up on my blog...
I'm not staying, don't worry.


I just wanted to announce that I have been ordered to stop baking!!! At least until May. My brother is training for a Marathon and has informed me that my baking will throw him off from his "healthy" eating routine and training (blah blah blah). Since I am a nice person (I have a few people who will confirm that statement) I have agreed help a brotha out (no pun intended) and resist the urge to bake . SO sad.

BUT, on the bright healthy side, I have been indulging in fancy salads from the Eatons Centre Food Court. These babies are loaded with couscous, chick peas, corn, beets, cranberries, and such. So, instead of baking, we will now be devouring salad (yay?). At least our waistlines will thank us.

Whatever. I have no choice. May as well act excited about it. 


Ok, I'm off to write (hopefully smash) my Business Law exam. Tooda-loo lovelies!!

Stumbling

I have a new addiction. Thankfully it's a fairly safe addiction unless, of course it's exam time, in which case I'm miserable regardless. 

StumbleUpon. People are absolutely genius. There are so many arguments you can make for and against the rise of social media websites. Although, one can argue that their sudden immense popularity has significantly pooped on stagnated human interaction, it has also connected us on a different level. If you haven't visited StumbleUpon yet, you most definitely should give it a try. Don't have time? Try doing it right before you check your Facebook for the 5th time that day...chances are Sam is out of the shower an Kelly's dog is feeling better. Totally separate issue, but what is it about putting your WHOLE life in your Facebook status? Please, tell me. Is the way you wake up or eat breakfast significantly different from everyone else that you feel the urge to notify us? God forbid I've been doing it wrong this whole time.  No one and I really mean NO ONE wants to know. Infact, my life would significantly improve if I knew less about your personal life. Oh! You also do not have haters...people probably just don't like you and that's probably  directly connected with the stupid pictures you post along with the offensive/stupid captions. You are single handedly polluting Facebook, STOP IT!

Anyways, back to the interesting people around the world. Once you select your "interests" all you have to do is Stumble. The site will dig up websites that fit your interests. I now have a shit load of Bookmarks of things I have stumbled upon. I have become that annoying girl who walks around constantly showing everyone interesting links, paintings, places around the world, interesting food, etc. That's better than updating my status about how much I love my turtle (I have no idea why I just picked that but it seems random enough). 

Give it a shot. You won't regret it.

 http://www.stumbleupon.com/home

In other news, I'm taking my ass back to art class on Friday. I've been dying to go back. Plus, I hate going out in the winter time. Getting gall dressed up, taking a 60 dollar cab downtown, waiting in the line...in the cold, paying cover, paying for bottles, paying to get home and being exhausted the next day? Noooooo, thanks. I should probably add the inevitable event where a friend drinks too much and your night out turns into a mission of getting them home. Did I already say no thanks? So art class Fridays it is. I need to figure out what I want to paint though which is always such a difficulty since I am the world's most undeceive person. I may end up painting one of the ones below...or a picture from my recent vacation. Decisions, decisions, decisions. 

Okay, times up! I have class starting in exactly 12 minutes and I am still sipping on my coffee at Starbucks. In all honesty, I'll probably end up reading the Hunger Games which I am not really a fan of. It's definitely aimed at young teens which translates into being slightly boring and PG. But I'm on the third book and the idea of not finishing the series bothers me more than finishing it. Weird, I know.

Ciao for now! 

Good Morning!

I've been MIA and if we're being honest, I don't even have a legitimate reason. 

I haven't been cooking, or doing anything of any excitement recently so this post will be one of those posts where I just vent about everything. Let's get started, shall we?

After returning from Punta Canada, I got sick. Sick from facing the fact that I am now forced to wear boots and jackets as opposed to bathing suits and flip flops. But also in the literal sense as in I had a fever. During this lovely time of feeling like shit, I watched a total of 5 movies. FIVE. Wedding Crashers, Goldmember, Devil Wears Prada, Sex and the City and one more...damn it, I forget. Anyways, that's not important. What is important, however; is that I stayed in my room the whole weekend NOT to pass on my nasty germs onto the rest of the family and what ended up happening? EVERYONE in my family is now sick. I take no responsibility. 

I am now back to school which is....great (not). Not only did I miss an entire week due to the wedding vacation BUT I also came home to a half completed schedule. Therefore, instead of being enrolled in 4 courses for the semester like a normal student, I was only enrolled in 2. Welcome anxiety. The first class I attended was my Business Statistics class which, I immediately dropped while physically sitting in the lecture. The professor was an EXACT copy of the little gay Asian mafiosi from The Hangover but with a much heavier accent. I mean that in the least offensive way possible. I couldn't even get mad at him because he was so cute but completely unbearable...especially for a class like Statistics (snooooze). Whatever, one thing led to another and VOILA! I am not a full-time student, minus the anxiety and stress and special profs. 

OH! I forgot to mention that one of my best friends is leaving me for Australia for six months on Tuesday. How fabulous?! Stupid, stupid, stupid Kangaroos.

What else, what else...I have a few complaints about these idiotic human beings that surround me on a daily basis but that'll spiral into a fairly long post and I have a Event Management class starting in 5 minutes so that will not be happening (today). 

So in conclusion...I want to be back on the beach with zero worries...but I am not. I am in class.

Ciao for now.

New York City Continued..

It's getting so cold! For a second there it felt like it was still Fall but it's not. It is definitely winter and I am anything but thrilled!

My cousin and I took a trip down to Canal Street today because I wanted to get a (cheap) purse. You can really tell that the economy is suffering when the store owners INITIATE the whole bargaining process. They don't stop there either, they literally bargain with themselves. I'll explain. 

I walk into one of the run-down, scary looking, bathroom size stores covered with purses ceiling to floor and proceed to observe their merchandise. I stand there for 3 minutes and a salesperson anxiously approaches me trying to convince me that the purse I was eyeing, or any purse for that matter, is the BEST purse; "Oh, so good. So nice. Good leather. I'll put a Michael Kors label on it just for you". Really?! No thank you. At this point, since I'm indecisive and still haven't physically picked out a bag, she took it upon herself to do so on my behalf. Aren't you a sweetheart. Once again, no thank you.

I finally pick out a purse (on my own) and ask for the price. It's $35 dollars (you quickly learn that every purse is $35). Here is the part that shocked me. After not responding enthusiastically to her price, she lowers it HERSELF; "ok, I give it to you for $33. But you buy right now. Just you buy now and go." Still no reaction. Not because I don't want the purse but because I can not make a decision within 5 seconds. This doesn't work for her; "Ok, you take it for $30" she says to me. Alright, now I need to take a few minutes to evaluate the new deal. Then she proceeds to do keep lowering the price; " Ok, I give it to you for 28. Just, take it for $25." Deal. I swear to you, I did not say a word to this woman and the next thing I knew we were at 25 dollars. Works for me. 

I purchased the bag and we were off to Little Italy to purchase the BEST cannolis from La Bella Ferrara, a little crowded bakery on the corner of Canal street and Mulberry street.

The bakery has been around for 41 years. I know this because the owner stopped to ask us if ALL 12 cannolis were for us...to which I shamefully replied yes. Our fat tushes ordered a dozen assorted cannolis; chocolate mousse, ricotta with chocolate chips, and peppermint chocolate. It's safe to say that the chocolate mousse ones are by far the most delicious. I can't even say that I regret stuffing my face. It was SO good. I will never come to NYC and not go to La Bella Ferrara.

Next, we jumped on the trained and arrived at 34th Street and Harold Square, where the massive Macy's department store is located, to meet my aunt for dinner. She took us to a Korean BBQ restaurant for some beef short ribs. Aside from that, I also order a Spicy Crab soup with vegetables. Super spicy! But bearable and definitely worth it. 

After dinner, we wanted to do some shopping but unfortunately everything was closed for Christmas Eve (silly us). So we just hopped on the train and headed back home where we finished the night off with some tea and what else? Cannolis. 

Now it's time for bed. 

Ciao for now! 

The trip of (way too much) food!

If you want to maintain a diet, DO NOT take a trip to New York.

With everyday that goes by I can literally feel myself my stomach expand. It's really quite annoying.

Last night, my amazing auntie surprised us by coming home from Honk Kong one day early. When  I say surprised, what I actually mean is that she never bothered to check her ticket for the correct date of return. Anyways, not important. What is important is that when she arrived home at 10 pm she ordered the largest New York style pizza I have EVER seen. I tried eating healthy that say, so when i made it home in the evening I was fairly proud of myself for not stuffing my fat fass with carbs and junk but it is safe to say that i failed. I scarfed down a massive slice and we took our little get together to the couch where we didn't move until bedtime. 


I have one question. Why is that Americans feel the need to supersize EVERYTHING?! It's like a sick disease. No one, and i mean NO ONE, needs to order a regular cheese pizza for 12 dollars that can feed 5 families. I am not exaggerating. The first bus stop we made when we crossed the boarder into the States you see supersize coffee mugs, supersize chocolate bars, supersize chips, supersize drinks. Don't get me wrong, we have supersize goods in Canada but, they are definitely still smaller than over here. I mean, do whatever makes you happy but do not introduce healthy eating lunch plans within school and sell mega large chocolate bars next door. It is as if logic was on vacation during that discussion.

I digress. 

At the moment, my auntie is making a delicious Tom Yum soup with seafood and I am craving soup. My body is craving soup. I have been stuffing myself with carbs like a fat chunk and I feel as though some liquid can do me good. Plus, it smells unbelievable. Later tonight, we're taking a trip to a Middle Eastern restaurant for their famous rack of lamb. I'll be sure to take photos. My family raves about this places on a daily basis  hourly basis. I think I'll just wear a pair of sweatpants, my nicest ones of course.

By the way, the first night in New York we ordered in sushi...at 11pm. At $3.50 a roll it's hard to say no.

In conclusion, I have NO control.

When I'm on the beach in Punta Cana first week of January, I will resemble a sushi roll myself... as I proceed to stuff my face with the all-inclusive food and drinks. YAY.

I am BACK!

The semester is finally complete and I am back to life! 
 It is simply the best feeling in the world.


 I am currently residing in New York with my family, specifically Brooklyn. I love this city! 
Everything about it. I was running an errand with my cousin in the city yesterday which gave me some time to do some "people watching" while he was doing whatever it was that he needed to get done. I found the nearest Starbucks (more like sniffed it out), took a little stroll down the street before finally plopping down on a bench outside of Baruch College. I will admit that I did feel bad for the students who were frantically flipping through their textbooks looking anxious before their exams, but at the same time it was pretty interesting to observe. A whole big mixture of students, tourists and New Yorkers, going about their own lives, completely oblivious to the weird stranger me observing them. There was also that amazing aroma in the air coming from those food carts cooking up chicken and kebob that make you feel hungry even though you know that you are 120% NOT hungry... delicious.


 As soon as I finished my cappuccino I got down to reading the new book I just ordered to my handy Kindle. Honestly, these devices are the best things for travellers! I am constantly pleasantly pleased with how convenient they are. Anyways, the book I am completely absorbed in at the moment is Jon Ronson's The Psychopath Test. One of the coolest reads I have encountered in a while. Actually, that's not totally fair to say because I have read some really fascinating novels lately but never one on this subject. Jon Ronson is a journalist. He's also the author of the best seller novel The Men That Stare at Goats. This book however, is more or less a collection of stories that flow into one another revolving around him interviewing infamous serial killers, criminals, political and business figures to determine whether or not they show signs of phsycopathy. I love books based on real events . They have that added benefit of teaching you something while telling the story. I highly doubt I'll be doing much cooking or baking out here but, I will be sure to keep you posted on the places I visit and the things I do (given that they are worth sharing). Hope everything is going great with you guys on the other side....of the screen... you know what I mean (hopefully). 


 Anyways, time to celebrate Hanukkah!! 
 Happy Holidays Everyone!
Lots of LOVE


Ps. Look at these amazing photos I dug up from Tumblr of Toronto. Can't complain!!