A Birthday Week Part I

It's been a gooooood week :D

Well last week was. Why, you ask? Well who doesn't have a fantastically awesome time when they have a week's worth of celebrations for their birthday?? That's right. This old girl's finally 24. It sounds like a good age, I'll admit. And it is. I can say with full confidence that this has been one hell of a year. The sister got married, I graduated *cough cough made my escape cough cough* from the university they still tell me is my choice, got my first job which I ended up loving way more than I expected...the list goes on, I assure you.

The celebrations started on Tuesday at work. I was teaching a Science class when suddenly one of the teachers opened the door to my classroom and sent Kabir, this little boy (well not so little, he's 10) in to disturb his brother who I was teaching. I was kinda surprised at her encouraging this kind of behaviour and was about to protest when lo and behold, in walks Sudhan with a birthday cake. All together now, awwwwwwwww.

Needless to say, I was delighted and the cake was delicious and my student was elated that his one and a half hour long class got slashed to an hour because we were all (and by we all I of course mean me and Sudhan aka Larry) enjoying the cake waaaay too much. It was seriously delicious orange cake though. And several slices of carrot cake. Moist and delicious. Yum yum :)

Me: You wanna take photos, fine. Nothing's gonna interrupt me and this gorgeous carrot cake.
Larry: Mmmmmmmmm, preach it sista!

Me: What do you mean, half the cake is yours? It's MY birthday!
Larry: Here's a detailed mathematically proven dissertation on why I deserve not only half, but the WHOLE CAKE.

Can I just say how well this one picture depicts our entire friendship? There's Larry, holding MY birthday cake while I hold up a tiny little slice of carrot cake. This describes almost every meal we've ever had in the duration of our friendship lol. And well, there's also the fact that we have so much cake and we're the two idiots trying to keep it all to ourselves :D

Oh well, whatever it is, you're the best Larry. Like you said, here's to 50 more years. Of friendship. Just in case all the shippers read too much into that lol.

I should also mention that I'm so horribly dressed because I was so sick that day. I tried to look like I cared about how I looked when I got dressed, I swear. I put earrings on at least! Anyway, I really thought I was going to be stuck in bed on my birthday. I thought cake had irrevocably lifted my spirits but then Mr. Fever made an appearance and Mistress Ginormous Headache soon followed. I had several 'you look terrible's and ' you look really sick's and even one 'you look like a goldfish' before I finally relented and sought out some Panadol.

I was supposed to pack and move out of the Rushworths (I was house sitting for them but they had come back from their holiday the day before) that night but as soon as I reached their place after a drive home fraught with headaching, I collapsed onto the sofa and kinda did not get back up. And I had a sick companion in Charles so yeah, so much for going home. Poor auntie Fabienne had to take care of me. My body was just in one of its moods where it was intent on being sick, the meds be damned. 

Then my birthday came and hello birthday miracle, I felt so much better. I then proceeded to laze the morning away with auntie Fabienne on the balcony admiring the weather and the birds and talking away. It was a great start to a great birthday :)

So my actual birthday naturally meant a family dinner. Dad was here for the occasion and of course the sister and Manny joined us as well. It was a good dinner with great food and good company and lots of laughs. I had a great time and as usual WE NEVER TOOK PHOTOS. But that's okay, we're a camera shy family I suppose. I think the moment of the night was when Joash told us all about this new ad he had come up with for an assignment. It was so good that we all just stared at him, partly in awe and partly in disbelief that he was capable of coming up with something so profound. I absolutely loved it and I'm so posting it if he actually does it and if he'll let me :D

And seeing as this post has somehow gotten way longer than I expected, I'll be writing the rest in a Part 2 post that I hope will be just as interesting as this one :)

A Difficult Confession

Here's the thing.

Before I completely humiliate myself can I just say that I am normally quite a rational and logic-loving person. I'm usually quite selective when it comes to the shows and movies that I watch. If I hate an actor in the show or the idea behind it or find it difficult to relate to, I tend to not even consider watching it. And if it's stupid humour, you know the kind of humour that's so ridiculously dumb it pisses you off instead of making you laugh, I stay a hundred miles away. 

Take Brooklyn Nine Nine for example. I had been forced to read all kinds of positive things about it on Tumblr so I thought hey, just because it's Andy Samberg doesn't mean it's stupid humour. I watched five minutes of the first episode and promptly got a headache. Needless to say I vowed never to watch another episode.

SO. Those are but a few of my many oddities. Because I had so many of them when it came to tv shows especially, I assumed I was just a difficult person to please when it came to tv. But let me tell you, the writers of some shows have wised up and figured out how to get me from rational and logical to the frothing at the mouth, yelling at the screen variety of their die hard viewers. Apparently, all they have to do is get one couple, a tragically adorable and made for each other couple, and parade them as subtly as possible. Apparently I am a total sucker for tragically adorable and made for each other couples. Who knew?

Then begins the madness.

Exhibit A. Olicity. That's right, Oliver and Felicity from the show Arrow.

If you've read a smidgen of my latest posts you would know that this mildly tragic couple makes me physically ill with how perfect they are for each other. But what I haven't yet mentioned is that I actually had a deep in my soul hate for the show in its first season. I mean sure, it was a little bit interesting and it got more intriguing as the season went on. But gahhhh the banality and total predictability of the characters!! 

When the show got to season 2 it suddenly became so much better. And I could never really pinpoint what it was about season 2 that was so different and the complete opposite of cliche from season 1. The character development was soooo much better and there were much more interesting storylines and there was a really cool mysterious villain so I thought it must have been some combination of those and other things. Until the second half of the season when I realised I was obsessed with these two clowns getting together. It's season 3 and they still haven't, by the way. 

So here I sit, watching them in all their angsty glory. The whole "I'm so crazy in love with you but we can't be together because of all these noble and heroic reasons" takes a toll and I'm telling you, the pain and the waiting and the torture of watching the slow burn of these two be around each other, wanting to be together? It just reels me in. I'm helpless against its pull. Curse the writers. I feel like the baby in that saying about taking candy from a baby -_-'

Anyway, I watched the pilot of this show called Red Band Society because there was nothing else to do and I was bored and the ads for the show made me curious. Turns out it's one of those rare shows where once I watched the first episode, I was hooked. I mean, this is a show about sick kids living in a hospital whose adorableness should be illegal that we're talking about after all. 

As the show went on, my obsessiveness made an appearance with another two clowns.

He's a cancer survivor who had to have his leg amputated. He used to be one of those nice jock types that we're always seeing on American shows nowadays. And she's this geeky girl who's really smart and sarcastic. Oh, and anorexic. They're so unlikely yet hopelessly cute together, it makes me want to start yelling at my screen again. Well no it doesn't. I mostly stay silent and let their cuteness wash over me. 

Of course I also love the storyline in general and the other characters haven't really been fleshed out yet but...I think I kinda love this show. And then there's Octavia Spencer's character who's this really strict nurse, which she plays wonderfully of course and there's the fact that this whole show is based on a true story which kinda rocks and um...

FINE he's just really CUTE. Okay???

Don't judge me. 

A Really Messy Catch Up

It's been so long that the mere thought of my blog makes me feel guilty. The oh my goodness I've been unfaithful kind of guilty. Which is fitting, I suppose. 

So, there have been a lot of things happening since (OH MY GOODNESS YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME THE LAST TIME I UPDATED WAS IN) May. The siblings and I moved to a new apartment, the sister got married and moved out of the new apartment too, work got a lot busier and slowed back down, I got put in charge of caroling and caroling practices have started! Major changes all around I guess.

The new apartment is great. Now that it's just me and the brother, we have a running joke that we both basically live alone and take shifts being home. Seriously, I never see the guy anymore. Once when Larry went to visit his sister at work (who happens to be the brother's boss), Joash apparently asked how I was because he hadn't seen me in about two weeks. It was hilarious :) Now that I'm house sitting and it's been just me and the dog, everyone has been asking me what the hell I do with myself alone there. I keep telling people that even when I was at home, it's not like I ever saw Joash so it's pretty much the same thing. At least here I have McDog who wakes me up early in the morning whenever he feels like going outside and demands to be wrapped like a sausage in his blanket for entertainment and listens to me talk to myself. Wow that sounded really sad, didn't it? LOL

The sister's wedding was a lot of fun. I think it was definitely the most fun I've ever had at a wedding :) Let's just say it was a night to never forget and leave it at that, shall we? :p

Last Sunday was out first ever caroling practice of the year! It was a LOT of fun. Since quite a few of our newer carolers can't make it for caroling this year, everyone who showed up for practice was strictly longtime friends. That made for plenty of entertainment. Well if you call barely a moment of silence and screaming to get people's attention and having Leanne's baby sister being carried in to be inducted into the caroling habit early in life 'plenty of entertainment'. It really was good fun though :)

So there's the update post. Hopefully now that work has slowed down I'll be able to write something interesting soon :)