Stream of Consciousness

Hello blog, long time no see! I see you haven't changed since i last left you, well now i'ill give you a chance to change. A brand new template, something nice and bright, something to sustain me until spring arrives.

Since exams a few weeks ago, my mind has stopped working. Never before has my mind been so willing so slip into its own holiday, though i think i shall content myself with the knowledge that this term was an extraordinarily long term and a holiday was well overdue. After so much lazing about and being parasseuse trying to muster the motivation to study is nearly impossible. My teacher at school mentioned that this holidays was the last in which we could actually relax, but since i'm going away next holidays, i need to study this holidays! STUDY!

All this mention of food is actually making me hungry, only having a quarter cup of porridge on an given morning especially a cold morning isn't a good idea unless you intend to stay near a reliable source of food. I'm sure that lunch will be ready soon, leftover stew, yummy! =) and then maybe a half yo-yo and another cup of tea . . bugger that idea, yo-yo now!

Funny how things don't always work to plan but it still seems to fit in place. God has a plan for me, but i can't possibly see where life would lead me. I attempted to make yo-yo's the other day for my brother's 12th birthday present, he's twelve!, but still shorter than i am. . . . but i accidentally left them in the oven for too long, playing piano is timeless, and they were quite golden brown on one side when i finally remembered them. Just so happened that my brother underestimated the amount of pasta we would need to eat and so mum was still hungry after dinner and she had one, then two then three! One thing led to another and my ambitions of creating yo-yo's were washed aside by my still not completely satisfied stomach. Things always go back to food, whether it's the lack or plentiful supply of food, which reminds me, the 40 hour famine!!!!

This year is actually the first year that i've been allowed to do the 40 hour famine. The word famine straight-away conjures up images of kids who are starving, who don't have enough food to eat. So at first i was determined to give up food, but then dinner with family forced me to change my hand to giving up furniture and technology. I think there is a thing with chinese people, maybe it's my family, but food is important and voluntarily giving it up and placing your body at risk is folly. But i can't complain, i'm kinda glad that i don't have to give up food, considering that i eat almost all the time i not sure that i would actually survive. Another coincidence, i was baking also to practice making goodies to sell for the 40 hour famine. According to mum, the semi-yo-yo's are good enough to sell!