There is nothing quite like walking into your first class of the day on an empty stomache (I was late this morning, later than usual anyway, and had to hurry to get to school, no time for breakfast.) and finding out it’s a biology class. A biology lab, as a matter of fact.

Walking in on a biology lab on an empty stomache first thing in the morning could turn out to not be as horrible as you think, afterall you could always end up with watching plant cells through a microscope. Not this morning however, this morning I walked in on several trays of kidneys, waiting to be dissected. Oh, and there was one liver, but we weren’t allowed to cut it open or anything.

Touching the kidneys wasn’t all that horrible, especially because we got to wear gloves, and I found out something very interesting, and cooking related. Namely, why in my recipe for steak and kidney pie, and I can substitute the kidney for chicken.

As it turns out, raw pork kidneys bear a remarking resemblance in feel to chicken fillets.

Usually I hate the schedule the school provides for me. I have too  many subjects that go against all the careful planning they do, and more often than not, I end up with a schedule full of gap hours, keeping me at school till at least 20 past 3 most days, something which I do not like .

The gods of scheduling and time tables seem to have cut me some slack nest marking period though. The next marking period is a half period, because I get four weeks off halfway through to study for my exams (every single sixth grader gets these). Therefore, next marking period is repeat period, and the teachers won’t require the usual amount of hours, leaving me with only one hour on Friday.

After some crafty unofficial re-scheduling (it really helpos to have the same Dutch teacher as a parallel class who happens to have classes when I don’t have any)I have managed to get Friday off. Leaving me a three day weekend, a lovely three day weekend to do all kinds of things! (Sure it adds another hour to my Wednesday, but those suck anyway)

Thank you gods of scheduling and timetables.

The place where I go to go horsebackriding has several horses and ponies you can choose to ride. Some of them are of the large variety, being only about ten centimetres shorter than myself. Most of them are average sized, and two of them are small. Really small.

One of those is too small for me, so I don’t ride it. The other one though, I have ridden before, and I hadn’t for a while, so Saturday I decided to ride it. Stupid decision, and I’ll never do it again. Ever.

The damage it has done to my kalves can not be undone . Serious muscle pain hindering me from going up and down stairs.
The horse is a sweet little guy though, and very nice, but obviously a little too small for me. I should stick to the bigger ones.

I am pretty tired right now, but I probably won’t go to bed for another hour. Even though it is 22.23. The reason for this is that I have too much going on in my mind right now; my siblings’ birthday was today, and mostly I had a good time.

The things that I liked were pretty standard stuff, I liked the cake, I liked the snacks and I liked dinner. Mostly though I liked the fact that my three year old cousin was here . We don’t see much of her, as she lives about 2-3 hours away (not sure how long it is by car) and she is extremely cute, even if she can be a brat a times. xD

The things I don’t like, and didn’t like today, were pretty standard as well: I didn’t like all the greeting and thehand shaking and the ‘congratulations with your brother and sister!’. I also didn’t like having to tidy the house before the guests arrived (my grandparents are downsizing and my dad took a lot of stuff from their old home. All of it, some pretty heavy, had to go into the attic), and having to go with my dad to collect my great-aunt and having to drop her off at a relatives’ house later (I have to do this on my birthday, why can’t my brother or sister do it at theirs?).

But mostly, the thing I hate most about my siblings’ birthdays, is that my sister is so friendly she thinks she has to invite her entire hockey team to our house to have cake. >.<
I’m not sure if I have said this before, but I do not like people. Especially noisy people I have never met before.

I like my peace and quiet, even if it makes me look like an old lady.

Once upon a time, the little girl in fast food land had thought about the subway coupons, the evil with of spending money had put in her mailbox. She decided that because it was her sister’s birthday, and she was going to the movies with her anyway, she should treat her sister.

So they went to see ‘The Tale Of Despereaux’, and had a lot of fun watching it whilst eating the snacks they smuggled into the theatre. The movie was a lot of fun despite some of the annoying kids that were there as well.

Afterwards they walked to the nearest Subway, only to find that it had closed down. So they walked to the one nearest to the bus stop where they were taking the bus, and they orded two foot longs and two bottles of soda.

The little girl like the first 6 inch of the sub, but the last 6 inch, and especially the last few were getting a bit much. She finished the whole sandwich though, and afterwards felt really full.

Once she’d come home, she was very pleased there was not a subway on her way from home to school, because she felt the 6 inch sub would have been perfect.

In regards to cooking fried rice:

• When the recipe says ‘Four cookps of rice. Cold. Cooked’ do not assume that they mean four cups of uncooked rice, cooked and cooled off.
  They actually mean four cups of cooked and cold rice. If you do it the other way round, you might end up with 800 grams of cooked rice. >.<
• When it turns out that you’re out of the rice you usually use, don’t use the rice that was in your mother’s Christmas gift two years ago. Especially if it was in the Sushi Christmas gift.
  You may (read: will) end up with a huge sticky mess.
• When the recipe says cold rice, do not cook it an hour previously, it will still be warm

From this I have officially concluded that my fried rice was not succes. Well at least my dad liked it, even if I thought the taste of the soy sauce was a bit iffy (I’d never had it before, and I don’t really like the taste of the soy sauce). My brother and sister hated it, but that was probably because there were peas in it.
I’m doing it all again on Monday, but then I’ll be using Chilli sauce, and the peas will be substituted by some kind of beans of which I don’t know the English name xD.

For some reason I have been very obsessed with solitaire lately. More obsessed than usual actually.

I think the main reason is that Vista has statiscs on every single game that comes with it, and the problem is that solitaire is just not winnable sometimes.

For the past few days therefore I have been trying to get my win percentage up to 15% again, and currently I’m stuck at 14% D:. Unfortunately, deleting the list doesn’t help :’(.

My mum has been playing the piano on and off now for about froty years, she’s quite good at it, and often plays during the week. (She still has piano lessons to learn new things). I don’t always like what she plays, but I have learnt to love some of the pieces she does.

These three are my all time favourites: (not performed by my mum, as I didn’t record these myself)

Chopin, Waltz in A minor
For a long time when I was about nine or ten, she played this just as I was off to bed, and I could hear her doing so in my room. I think that is mainly the reason it always stayed with me, and it’s a lovely, lovely piece.

House Of The Rising Sun
Unfortunately youtube didn’t have a video of someone playing it like my mum does, she plays it a bit faster, and almost with more feeling, if you will. I feel as if she really puts emotion in it, and I can’t really feel that here, but it’s a nice example of the song

Beethoven’s Für Elise
It’s just a brilliant song, no matter what you say I really love it (Sound’s a bit iffy on this one)

My siblings’ birthdays are on Sunday. They’ll be 15 .

The problem however, is that I have no idea what to get my brother. My sister was easy enough: just take her to a movie. Unfortunately my brother doesn’t want to go to a movie with me >.<

He wants money for his birthday, but I’m on a budget, so I want to make it look like more, and I can’t do that with a single bill, lol.

So, to you the question, what should I buy him? Any movie recommendations guys might like?

Once upon a time there was a little girl in fast food land. There was only one fastfood chain she’d every been to really, and that was McDonalds. However lately McDonals just wasn’t satisfying any more. (She’d found that out because she’d gone to it one night, after she hadn’t been for five years, and found that the food was just gross, and tasted like greased cardboard.)

She was a little upset that her dream was no longer there (she’d craved McDonalds sometimes during those five years), and she vowed to never try out another fast food place again (more specifically, she vowed to never try out subway), in case she got hooked. You see, she was far to fond of food, and went to the local supermarket for snacks too often anyway. She didn’t want to spend even more money on fast food as well.

Then, one day, the evil witch of spending money, dropped a flyer filled with coupons for subway in her letterbox. The evil witch of spending money had seen that the little girl was far too attached to her money to spend it on fast food, and in a desperate attempt to get her to part with her money, she’d opted for coupons.

The little girl was now faced with an enormous dilemma: should she or shouldn’t she? She debated this in her head for a long time, and talked about it with her mother and little sister. By the end of the day she still hadn’t come to a decision. She decided to sleep on it for a night.

(To be continued)