In talking to my photography prof today, I learned that I shouldn’t stress over my concept. She told me to do what I’m interested in, after I presented my project photos, which she really liked, but I found just meh. What the hell do I like?!
Sports. Olympics. Oh my lanta. The Moment. I love The Moment. I think some of the most exciting times in my entire life have been centred around capturing The Moment, or witnessing The Moment.
I like lululemon, which I guess means I like being happy. And I’d like my pictures to make people happy. I like being silly, and having fun with things.
I like playing dress up, and pretending I’m another person. This is why Annie Leibovitz’s photos make my heart skip a beat.
I like food, and cooking, and healthy living, and the gym (aka sports..), and I like National Geographic photos. I’m intrigued by people and their tattoos. I like the idea of the malleable body. I like playing with makeup. I like cars, and how they’re designed and how they go fast. I like the idea of being a superhero.
I like to fly kites. I love ice cream and cupcakes, and fancy confectionaries. And I like French. The language, the cooking, the very odd culture. I like animation, and children’s stories. I like the idea of getting old, but never growing up. I like swimming and kayaking and exploring through waterfalls and fun things.
I love big cities. I like being surrounded by people all the time, although I don’t necessarily have to talk to them. I like animals, and I like being their friend (and I think most animals are nicer than most people).
I like uncomplicated things, but I love little details. I love beautiful fabric and beading and drapery and ruffles and textures. I love colours and patterns. I like sparkles. I really like listening to people. I don’t always have many questions, and I don’t always have a lot to say, but I always like to listen. I like music, especially movie scores. I love how every melody reminds you of that certain scene, and every time you hear that little trill it almost makes you cry, or makes you feel epic, or makes you smile.
Figured I would post the recipe I use for my delicious almond meal pancakes. I used the recipe from The Gluten-Free Homemaker and then adapted it for one person. It makes about two pancakes. I usually eat them with fruit [generally blueberries] but if I’m feeling really crazy I’ll sweeten with agave nectar or with dairy-free mini choco chips. They really have been my go-to as of late.
Almond meal pancakes for 1:
3/4 c almond meal
1/2 tsp cinnamon
1/2 tsp baking soda
3/4 tbsp sugar
dash of salt
1 egg, already beaten
1/4 cup water
1/2 tsp vanilla extract
1. Mix together all of the dry ingredients
2. Add the beaten egg, vanilla, water
3. Hang out for a couple minutes. Don’t know why but waiting improves the consistency of the batter. I usually eat these after I run for the protein so this is when I take a shower :)
4. Pour on to hot greased skillet. Wait a couple minutes to check if brown [they don’t bubble like regular pancakes] and flip
Break in eggs and scramble, when eggs are just about cooked dump in shrimp and sauce
When shrimp is about half way cooked, put in cabbage and cook down until cabbage is soft and noodle-y. May need to add water to help cook down cabbage.
Put on plate, top with peanuts and serve!
Notes: I made this twice yesterday so I could measure out what I put in it the second time after Pamela asked for a recipe.. haha. The first time turned out much more flavourful than the second, and I think the biggest difference was that I put some sauce aside near the end, mixed in corn starch and put it back to thicken the sauce, and reduced it for a little bit.
If made as stated above, macros end up being about: 24F/17C/56P not including the peanuts.
Edited to add that I usually add in lots of chili flakes/peppers/powder at the end because spicy pad thai is best pad thai.
I’m so stressed I’m going to have a mental breakdown. So bad.
My exchange application is due today and I have everything written except I forgot to order my transcript yesterday so my transcript will be a day late. And my academic references. The coordinator told me not to worry about them, as we’re just using the ones I submitted with the initial application, but the way they are filled out on the ISEP sheet says they need a prof’s signature which I didn’t get, but shouldn’t need because they already have copies of those sheets? The forms have to be at ISEP by the 15th and I don’t know if they’re going to make it in time since I screwed it all up.
On top of that I feel like I’m so behind in school. Most of our work is out of class and we get a long enough time to do it, but each prof has assigned so many projects that I can only work I each during the week that it’s due. I. Want. To. Die. I feel like such a bad student because I’m falling behind. I feel bad because I haven’t done much school work in the past few days because I was racing in Toronto. I don’t know how to skate and keep up with school. And I just don’t want to do school. I hate knowing that I’m studying something I don’t want a career in. It was just the best option at the time, and I feel like I can’t back out now.
I hate thinking of concepts, and I the feeling so inferior in my classes. And hardly any of it feels worthwhile. Every day lately I wish I had at least gone to Calgary. I wish I had found a different program.
And boys. Oh my gosh boys. Well, boy. I thought I wanted to see him again, and I like him better now. But it still feels one sided. And seeing him stresses me out because all I can think of when I’m with him is the work I should be doing. And that’s unfair to him. I don’t have time to go to school and skate and train and see friends. I don’t have time to even fucking eat. And I’m tired all the time. How the fuck do I deal with this??