Life Love and Other Mysteries............

recipe for disaster

man oh man. so today i get home and most of the day i've been thinking bout stuff, like the fact that it'd be nice if God sent some pesa my way for very important reasons which i won't go into...or the fact that everyone around me seems to be getting a wave, i mean literally saturated in offers of admission for grad school...then i think how i need to go grocery shopping and how the account is just poverty.com. well with all that i was just despondent. i even met an old french prof. who asked me how i was doing and how my french class was and i said it's difficult b/c other people speak better than me. and i was like yikes how negative can i get today. it is actually a very nice class...love the prof and love the content....though saying stuff is a bit tricky sometimes. i guess that's part of learning.

anyway, in addition i watched this french documentary for my class which was a BIG eye opener. it's called the gleaner and i . basically talks about how a lot of stuff goes to waste...and how people collect food from garbage dumps b/c life is hard and that's all they can do for food. and it's great food really. other pple just don't see that and throw it away. and it was really amazing coz there's this one guy who got a masters in bio, and what he does for a living is sells newspapers. he eats leftovers from the market place and lives in a shelter. BUT he spends his time teaching french to the pple in the shelter...grammar etc...mostly senegalese and malians. i mean he has nothing, or very little but he's still giving something of himself.

alright, so with my future and my situation in mind and the situation of such people in the documentary who are very much alive in this world today i was just feeling :p. so i came back home and did what i normally do when i feel that way, which is cook. figured i'd make cookies. ginger cookies. funny thing is that they turned out to be the worst cookies i have ever tasted in my entire life. talk about poison. exceptionally bitter. i must have added the wrong spice by mistake or just too much of it...something definitely wrong. have to throw all of em away.

what's the moral of the story?
1) even more good food than stated is wasted because of accidents like these where the food just doesn't turn out right?
2) i really should be fasting...
3) maybe it's like the manna from heaven gone bad.
4) life is bittersweet...i just haven't got to the sweet part yet.
5) i really don't know. there just should be a light at the end of this tunnel which if i may borrow is not an oncoming train.
6) when you can, send out a prayer so help me God.
7) i'm still God's favorite?
8) tsk tsk indeed.

posted by mel @ 11:26 pm