When I get so frustrated over something, it goes on for like, forever.
Recently, I joined a poster design contest. For those of you who have heard of Circuit Fest, you might know what I’m referring to. For those who haven’t, well, basically, it’s a Music and Skate Festival (brought to you by MMI) happening on the 25th day of this month at the Globe Circuit Event Grounds. Yellowcard, We Are the In Crowd, This Century, Mayday Parade, Before You Exit, Allstar Weekend, The Downtown Fiction, and Megan Nicole will be performing. There will be skate exhibitions by Riley Hawk and Willy Santos, as well.
Anyway, MMI is holding this poster design contest (mechanics here) wherein five winners will be selected. In addition to receiving a ticket and a meet and greet pass, the winners’ entries will be printed out and signed by the bands/artists. Who will not be tempted by that? I really want to attend the festival but I don’t have enough money to purchase a ticket so I grabbed the opportunity.
I handed her the notebook. “You’re welcome,” I said. “You’re welcome,” replied the kid who said her favorite subject’s GMRC.
I don’t know why or how it happened…it just did.
Anyone who knows me well knows I don’t really cook. My so-called experience would prolly be frying eggs (which I still haven’t mastered) or hotdogs or preparing instant noodles in the dormitory with hot water from the dispenser. I do bake sometimes but baking and cooking are two different things.
So I though my aunt has gone mad when she asked me to cook for lunch. But then she asked me to do the same for dinner. It wasn’t a typical day.
It was prolly the lack of time and people—my mother was not home and my aunt and my older sister had to go to the grocery store. What other choice did we have? :P
For lunch, I had to cook pasta and fried chicken. The former wasn’t that hard since I just had to boil the noodles and we had that tomato pesto sauce in a bottle. The latter, however, posed a bit of difficulty—I have never made fried chicken before. (Good job on being twenty.) I actually had to Google it. :P (But I did know how to do the breading part.)
But alas, it turned out too salty. So I was really grateful of my family for putting up with the crap I made for lunch. XDD
This is the lunch time pasta. I just added bits of ham (requested by my niece).
Aaaaaaaaaaand the dinner time pasta: olive oil-based and with pretty much all of the veggies we had in the fridge—carrots, broccoli, cauliflower plus red bell pepper, corn, and basil leaves.
It was a fun experience, though. I was just glad I wasn’t asked to cook something like adobo or tinola. Otherwise, precious ingredients could have been wasted. XDD But I do want to learn how to make Pinoy dishes. Someday.