Monthly Archives: September 2013

Class of 2013

Dear Class of 2013

I do not know all of you. To some, I did not know you at all, apart from a face and a name. And now, at the end of it, I’m sorry that I was too shy or didn’t put in the effort to get to know more of you. But during graduation week, honestly, I felt like that all melted away and I’m really thankful to all of you for making my last week at our school so wonderful! 🙂

Whether it be jigging class dressed as a transvestite or attempting to pretend nonchalance while holding your breath in your junior uniform, when we were together a grade, it made it all the more fun, and all the more memorable 😀
You made water fighting the most awesome-sauce pastime in existence and honestly, because of you all, graduation was brilliant and post-grad even better 😀

It’s surreal feeling, knowing we as a grade, will never fully be together again, and I feel a little weird about it. As much as I’m not going to miss our puke-ish uniforms (girls you know what I’m saying!) or the bells or the rules, I’m going to miss us. Our grade, the grade that was so vibrant, so crazy and so loved 🙂
The reputation of our grade was just… nuts. Actually. I wish I could use bette words but I really can’t lie when that was it 😛

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What Up Weather?

September 10, 2013
Choc Chip Uru
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chocolate, cookies, cookiesncream, creamy, hot, ice cream, Oreos, perfect

Hi guys! So just the other day I was admiring –

– *thwack*

Ahem… anyways, as I was saying, I saw the cutest little –

-*grunt*

Ok. ANYWAYS, I saw the cutest dress in the window. It was black, sleeveless and –

– *crowd cheering*

OH. MY. GOD. Can you just stop with these ridiculous interrup-

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CCU Undercover: Tem Ichi Restaurant (Teppanyaki)

What am I, working overtime?

CCU sat back in her chair and stared at her computer, its screen splattered with photos of the night. She could hardly believe herself, going out so much and not giving a darn about reviewing everything and anything.

May as well get started, no use procrastinating now. With a stomach contentedly full and the light of dawn filtering through her venetian blinds, she sat back, cracked her fingers and began to type, as her mind raced back in time to a night of fans, frolicking and food.

Food being thrown at you.

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Ok so for my 18th birthday, you will not even believe where a couple of my best friends took me. No seriously, I dare you to try and guess.

Oh, right, slight problem with my guessing game, I may or may not have already given you the answer with my title. Or maybe not? It is quite oriental, I didn’t even know it was called this until I went there!

HUNGRY! TT, Moi and PDS 😀

Teppanyaki. According to Wikipedia (of course, teachers, seriously I do not even understand why you are against it :P), it is a ‘style of Japanese cuisine that uses an iron griddle to cook food.’ Continue reading →

CCU Undercover: Adriano Zumbo Mirror Cake

September 2, 2013
Choc Chip Uru
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adriano zumbo, cake, cake mix, chocolate, mudcake, review

‘Covert’ is her middle name.

CCU slid through the aisles, the trench coat collar sticking up high, as she pretended to gaze at ingredients thoughtfully.

Sauces.

Canned goods.

Baking aisle.

She was so close, a bead of sweat trickling down from her temple. She wiped it away, as if swatting a fly, trying to appear inconsequential.

A man with a moustache looked at her. They knew. She quickened her pace, her heart beating erratically, and she pushed past busty ladies balancing their babies to get to the area.

The cake mix area.

Like a venus flytrap, her hand snaked out and grabbed the mix, before being stuffed into the inside of her coat.

Look left.

Look right.

And so, she fled Coles.

*Disclaimer: This story is for humorous purposes only, no foods were stolen in the making.

**Also, I don’t know if Coles is worldwide, but here down under, it is one our major supermarkets. No they did not pay me to use their name specifically, it could have been Woolworths for all its worth, whatever suits your imagination 🙂

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Ok, now see here, this story is all what you would call, an example of, ‘artistic licence’ – taking an event and twisting it because I have the right to do so as someone who regards themselves as published. No sorry, actually, it can be done by anyone.