Saturday, October 15, 2016

Adulting: Part 1


We are now going to begin a new feature called: ADULTING.
Obviously, this is part one. To explain further, these next few blog posts (or whenever I feel like throwing you a curve ball) will explain my experiences as a fellow rookie in the world of trying to be an adult. 

My first topic in Adulting I will discuss is....

**drumroll please**

Trying to Cook
I am going to begin this struggle with a little story. Now I can't cook, however, when I was in middle school high school, FORGET IT. I was not intelligent at all when it came to cooking, baking, etc. Back in middle school, I was making those cute little smiley french fries. Damn, they were good. The cutest and tastiest litt--ah! I'm getting off track. Anyways, I was baking them and when I went to take them out, they fell off the sheet and into the 400 degree oven. Or in other words, REALLY FRIGGEN HOT. So, what did I do you ask? Like a normal person did I use a useful method? Ha, no. I grabbed a broom. A BROOM. I mean, who does that? It was no bueno to say the least. Thankfully, my intelligent friend was there to stop me but wow. I'm embarrassed to even tell it, but hey I didn't burn the house down so I got that going for me. 
The point is that my cooking skills I'd say are a little under-average.
They're probably at the level of Rachel from Friends when she made a "Dessert" with the wrong recipe. 

I am officially moved out and on my own (kinda). I don't enjoy having to cook every night. I also cannot order take out every night because although it's good for my soul, it's most likely bad for my health and ESPECIALLY bad for my wallet.

My idea of cooking now that I'm moved out consists of:

1. Take-out
2. Making yogurt parfaits
3. Grilled Cheese
4. Cucumber noodles (I love those things)

Truthfully, I do these things because I am simply too lazy to do dishes so I avoid making things that require me to use a lot of dishes.

Anyways, that's all from me today.

peace out bitches