Not So Lazy Anymore...

I got a little part-time job at the school. It's three days a week and ranges only from 12 to 15 hours a week. It shouldn't be too bad. I want to see if I can work at career services too. I've got to be able to afford all the alcohol I'm consuming....and the bills. (Let's not talk about that right now.)

Cakes, Day 8

I finished assembling a tiramisu cake and put it in the cafeteria afterhours because I'm not a huge fan of it. I went back about 15 minutes later and the whole cake was gone. I wished I had taken out at least one slice so that everyone can share it. I didn't even taste it.

The day before we had made pound cake in 9" round pans to practice slicing them on a turntable. I managed to get four layers out of it. Cutting off the dome is kind of hard. Then we went on to the chiffon cakes made on Friday. With those sliced into layers, I made chocolate mousse cake.

Parchment went on the bottom and acetate on the sides. The bottom layer of the chocolate chiffon goes down, some cake syrup brushed or sprayed, then a layer of chocolate mousse until it's done. The mousse is the hardest thing I had to do so far. I had a few lumps in it the 1st time I made it, so I threw it away. The 2nd time was even worse. I wasn't going to make it again so I pressed out of the lumps I could. It's going to be dense when it comes out of the freezer today.

The Weekend

The weekend was spent trying to not go outside because out there is where the money gets spent. But I did anyway. I found a not too bad Vietnamese sandwich place where every sandwich is $2.50. I ate an almond croissaint at a donut shop and got a cake donut with chocolate and sprinkles for free for no reason other than the lady behind the counter wanted to give out stuff for free. Then there was drinking and lots of it Friday and Saturday night. And I'm about to go hang out with everyone again tonight. I had way too much Jaeger and beer last night. I'm sticking only to beer and my last bowl of the week...or until someone is kind enough to smoke me out. Oh yeah...we went to a pool at some apartment building after a get-together and got kicked out because we were swimming at 1AM in our underwear. I got a 4.4 cubic ft refridgerator and a microwave for the dorm room. I hope you guys had just as good of a weekend as I did.

Enjoying the Slience

So, my roommate has been gone for about three days now. She decided to move out (next door) after I snapped at her for having some dude in the room at late hours for the second night in a row.

The first night, they were in her bed together "watching a movie." I didn't want to be around that, so I left my room, hung out with some other people and came back later. They left the door unlocked and partially opened all night. I had already asked her to keep the door locked because I don't trust people. So I wasn't happy about that. Big Jon goes past the door and swings it open and looks in. He giggles when he sees them, but they still didn't get up to close or lock the door.

The second night, I go to bed around 230am. Less than two hours after that, she brings that dude back into the room. The dorm has some strict rules. No vistors after 11pm. But, they're 10 feet away from me not doing a good job of talking quietly. I get up to put my headphones on but I can hear them over the music. I'm really surprised how nice I was about it. I didn't cuss or yell. I told them they need to be quiet because that guy wasn't supposed to be there anyway. They quickly apologized and left.

The next day, I left for school early. She tells me that she's going to move about because "we don't have good communication." Ha! Whatever...but that was the best thing to ever come out of her mouth.

I was not feeling this chick early on. During the end of the second week, I was looking for the Chef to talk about her. Chef said I should go easy on her because her grandmother was sick. A few days later, grandma dies, then she brings that lame ass dude in here. She wasn't that upset over her dying!

I'm really good at making people cry. Sometimes I don't spare any feelings with the way I talk to people. Here are the reasons why she was driving me crazy.

• She talks way too much. If I was leaving, she would still be talking about something I really didn't give a shit about.
• She talks at the wrong times. I don't want to hear anything anyone has to say while they're taking a dump.
• What she has to say is uninteresting. So many times when she was watching tv, she would repeat something they just said just to be saying something. Like, "did you know that popcorn was the first food cooked in a microwave?"
• First day, she talked about how much money she made at her last job and how much responsibility she had. I don't care, really, especially on the first day.
• She can't mind her own business. I decided not to go back to class after lunch one day. About an hour before class was over, out of nowhere she says to the Chef, "I wonder where my roommate is." Chef noticed that a few other people had left too. And then Chef took roll. The next day, a few other students came up to me and asked me to talk to my roommate because she ruined the possibility of them leaving unnoticed. Every day after, Chef took roll after lunch.
• If we came to the door at the same time or were leaving at the same time, she never ever pulled out her keys to lock the door. She always waited for me.
• I found a used maxi pad under the sink unwrapped. And left it there when she moved!
• She's one of those people who never changed the toilet paper roll even if there was one sheet left on it or none.
• She never cleaned the bathroom. I ended up cleaning twice a week because she had hair and everything else all over the bathroom.
• She never left the room except for school and the few hours at work. With her being straight edge, I guess that meant to never go anywhere. So when I came in, all she wanted to do was talk.
• I never felt comfortable leaving the bathroom not completely dressed. She was practically stare at me. She's a starer anyway, but you shouldn't stare at someone while they're in a towel.
• She left her crusty underwear on the floor for three days. How do I know they were crusty? I accidently stepped on them!

Cakes, Day 3

We finished our cheesecakes and chocolate decadence cakes. I wasn't feeling the decadence as much and I didn't put that much effort into the chocolate writing we had to do on top. I put it downstairs in the cafeteria with all the others no one wanted to take home.

My cheesecake came out a lot better than I thought it would. I made raspberry with a walnut crust and candied walnuts on top. I went light on the raspberries because it was very tart. I ate most of the candied walnuts before I let anyone else have any. I don't have a refridgerator, so I left it on the security guard's table all night hoping someone else would eat it.

I have a crap lot of competencies to finish.