22.12.13

Peanut Butter Nutella Swirl Coffee Cake

Hi. It's been a while. My bad. University has done a good job of keeping me busy and sleep-deprived.

I've completed my first semester of university and now I'm on winter break. I don't really know how to approach this post because so much has happened, so I guess I'll just make a list of the important things.

1. I was super stressed out about halfway through the semester. Midterms were going on, and I felt like giving up. I hated (and still hate) the idea of being compared to other people for grades.

2. I finally turned 18, although there's not really much you can do when you're 18. I can sign up to vote and legally go on 18+ websites. That's pretty much it. I still don't have my driver's license so maybe I should get on that.

3. I accidentally knocked over a cup of coffee, ruining my beautiful (but dying) laptop. My first thought: Damn, I had all my psyc notes on there! Also, I lost all of the photos for older recipes that I was intending to re-upload... Oops.

7.9.13

Blueberry Crumb Bars

Hi, my name is Henri and I'm a university student. Weird.

I started university this past Tuesday. I wasn't really nervous or anything the night before. Actually, I wasn't really nervous at all which is weird because I don't really consider myself a super social person? I had this laser focus for all my courses. I figured that the whole making friends thing would just somehow happen.

I didn't really talk to anyone the first few days... There wasn't really an opportunity to get to know people during lectures or anything, so I went the first few days with little social interaction with new people (I did have one friend from high school, so it wasn't that big of a deal). Apparently it's hard to make new friends when everyone else has their entire high school friend group in all their courses...

I made a goal to talk to someone I didn't know every day. And it worked pretty well. I made a few acquaintances (but nobody was best friend material because my friends are all sarcastic turds, and I'm apparently able to judge whether someone is best friend material within a few minutes).

16.8.13

Lemon Blueberry Coffee Cake


I have been watching so much Parks and Recreation. I am in love.

I know that Parks and Rec has been around since 2009, but I only started watching it about two weeks ago. My friend told me to watch this show on numerous occasions. I just, er, have a tendency to shrug off TV show or movie suggestions. Or so I've been told.

I'm already on season 5. I started off pretty slowly, but then I finished season 4 in two days. So much for slowly. I have no control. It's almost a problem. Good thing it's still summer vacation and I don't have anything important to do.

I've never been one to watch actual TV shows. I usually watch reality competition shows. It was Aubrey Plaza (a.k.a. my queen) that lured me into the world of Pawnee. And I stayed. And I love it.

6.8.13

Whole Wheat Blueberry Pancakes

This post is dedicated to Earies, my less-than-two-week-old headphones that passed away from an unfortunate accident—er, or maybe reckless negligence. Earies was kind of weird. I didn't really name my headphones that. I just wanted to make a joke. Get it? Earies? Eerie? Weird? No? Okay.

But in all seriousness, my headphones did only live for 13 days. I go through earphones somewhat quickly. I've always bought the ones that you put inside your ear (but not the ones where you stick a little weird not-really-pointy-but-pointy thing in your ear because I don't like how it feels). Nice headphones are usually out of my price range, so I've just avoided purchasing them. However, the earbuds that I was using were starting to fall apart on me. My friends told me about a store that sold super cheap (but good quality!) headphones, so I dragged them along with me to this store because I am a nice and considerate friend who got my friends to walk over 1 kilometre with me.

At this store, I saw these nice headphones for $7! And that was after tax! How sweet is that? The quality was amazing, and I was able to experience the beautiful boom of bass in songs! It was a love story. It was like Romeo and Juliet, except not like that at all... I just needed to compare my story to something, and that was the first thing that came to me. However, my story also ends with sadness and death! By the way, why do people compare love stories to Romeo and Juliet? Not the best thing for a comparison of love...

A few mornings ago, I had just woken up and turned on my laptop. I use my laptop before I go to bed and when I wake up which is probably not so good for you, but meh. I was sitting in bed with my knees up, and my laptop was angled on this blanket mountain. My blanket was all messed up (because I guess I'm pretty wild when I sleep...?) and I wanted to adjust it. Because I couldn't be bothered to move from my comfortable position, I decided to try to pull part of my blanket from off the ground. I pulled too hard and created an avalanche... BOOM.

26.7.13

Nectarine & Raspberry Crisp








I am a big ball of laziness during the summer. I literally don't want to do anything... I'm fine staying at home all day for weeks at a time, although I guess that's not really a socially acceptable thing to do. I actually just don't do anything all day. I'm not even exaggerating. I lounge around on my couch, doing nothing of particular importance on my laptop or watching whatever happens to be on TV.

I did get out of my house this past weekend, and my friend joked that the summer is when I recharge from a long school year. True that.

As I have painted myself as an entirely lazy creature, I feel like I should backtrack a tiny bit and somewhat redeem myself. I did try searching for a job earlier this summer, but I pretty much just gave up on that. Can someone please tell me how you're supposed to apply for a job that requires some experience in a related field if all similar jobs ask for some experience? YOU CAN'T. IT'S IMPOSSIBLE. Maybe it's because I'm too picky. I pretty much refuse to do retail because my work experience at a clothing store was enough retail for the rest of my life.

I am learning Spanish though. I know that I'm living in Canada and Spanish is not an official language, but I enjoy Spanish much more than French. It's way easier to speak Spanish. When I speak Spanish, I feel like I'm an old Spanish lady in a small little house cooking a nice meal. Possibly because the speaker I listen to is female.

5.7.13

Mini Apple Galettes



Let it go, let it roll right off your shoulders,

Don't you know the hardest part is over?

Let it in, let your clarity define you

In the end we will only just remember how it feels.

- Rob Thomas, Little Wonders





I guess this is a post about closing doors and opening a few new ones. I've switched blogging platforms. I think this fits with the theme, right? Several reasons for the change, but it's not that important. I also got my own domain, which was a pain in the butt to set up. I made it out alive, and that's all that matters.

I haven't really written a post in a while. Well actually, I have, but then I've just deleted any progress I made. Truthfully, it's scary to have my thoughts and feelings down somewhere because I feel like once it's written, I can't escape from it. Plus other people (a.k.a. you) can read it, and I guess that's kind of weird (but cool as well).

19.5.13

Pasta with Mushrooms & Tomatoes



"Why don't you want to graduate?"

I've been asked this so many times by my friends and peers. It's actually a bit ridiculous. Perhaps even more ridiculous is the fact that I haven't given anyone a straight answer. The only response I have is "oh, I just don't want to." Not even witty, but just a childish response to a perfectly valid question. Truth is, I don't really want to let anyone know how I feel. I feel weird pouring out my heart out (is this an expression that people use?) to people I know in real life. And that's why I don't. And that's why I write about it online instead. Because I'm a chicken.



So I guess here's why. I know that once I graduate, I won't be seeing half of these people ever again. These are people that I've seen pretty much every day for the past 5 years. FIVE YEARS OF MY LIFE. That's over a quarter of my life! Insane, eh? Oh, plus people in other grades too.

But mostly, I'm afraid that I won't stay close with people who I've fostered friendships with. I'm pretty much going to be alone in university. As selfish as this is, I don't want them to make friends. I want to stay friends with them and I know this won't happen if they make friends in post-secondary. I don't even talk to most of my friends outside of school so how am I supposed to maintain a relationship without any contact.

6.5.13

Banana Oat Muffins



The weather that Metro Vancouver has been receiving is absolutely ridiculous. 25 or 26° C in the beginning of May? Crazy! It's been sunny for a few days already, and it's supposed to be sunny all week. I'm so not used to it... Such un-Vancouver-like weather, although I'm not complaining at all.

I love it when it's sunny. I just feel like everyone's in a better mood. I love going outside during lunch on sunny days with my friends. Today, the fields were filled with tons of people. It was a beautiful sight. I think just hanging out at "the pit" (what my friends named the parking lot area we hang out at... this sounds really shady, but it's not) on sunny days is going to be one of the things I will miss when I graduate. Then again, I'll probably miss every single thing.



At the end of this month, I'll be attending my school's commencement ceremony and the grad dinner dance (which is pretty much like prom, I think). It's absolutely insane to think about the fact that there's only a little more than a month of school left. I can still remember the first day of grade 8, and now here I am... Weird. I don't like talking about graduating or the future with any of my friends because it's weird to think about. I mean, I probably won't end up staying friends with a lot of people and that's pretty sad to think about. Plus I'm not ready. A lot of my friends aren't ready either, so I guess we just pretend like it's not happening at all.

And it's fairly obvious that I'm writing this at night when my thoughts get all weird and gross. Late night worries are fun, eh?

27.4.13

Asian Noodles with Tofu & Bok Choy



I have a rubbish immune system. Look at me using the word rubbish... I should be British or something.

A few days after getting over the first nasty virus, I caught another one. Either that or the previous one was hanging out and decided to have a little more fun in my body. Fun for the virus and not for me because sneezing and feeling tired is the last thing I need. I'm busy... I don't have time for a dumb virus!

My mom blamed it on the fact that I wasn't wearing weather-appropriate clothing yesterday... except the cold is caused by a virus so that kind of doesn't make any sense. I wonder if it's just a tactic parents use to get their children to wear more layers.



I made this dish when I was sick... I knew I wanted something salty, and I was craving noodles... Hence soy sauce and noodles! I really don't know how to cook, so I guess this is episode 1 of Henri Pretends To Know How To Cook. I really should know how to cook because I've watched way too many hours of cooking shows, but when instructions tell me to cook something on low heat, I don't really know what that is on my stove... I need exact instructions, yo.

After cooking this dish, I realized I couldn't taste anything. Sad life. Until I actually bother to try to make this again, I don't really know how it tastes... so uh, this post is more for me than anything.

P.S. I totally had no clue what to call this post... clearly.

19.4.13

Whole Wheat Pancakes



Hi! How are you? Good? Good.

I'm still alive, although I guess nobody would really know that because I last posted almost a month ago. Geez, time passes by way too quickly.

I'm sick right now with a cold. Colds are the best. I love viruses. (PS, I'm being sarcastic.) I caught this nasty virus after standing in the cold, pouring rain watching my school's senior ultimate team. I was only going to watch for a few minutes before returning inside, but I ended up staying and holding an umbrella for the shivering ultimate players... And it's not like I can just walk inside because then the poor ultimate players would be freezing. So I stayed out for nearly an hour and 30 minutes... holding an umbrella... standing close to other shivering and wet people... trying to stay warm...

And that's how you catch a cold. Because you feel bad for other people who might end up getting a cold but don't end up getting a cold because their immune systems don't suck.



I've been super busy, although I suppose I use that excuse for everything nowadays. :P Tons has happened and I'll update again once I'm feeling a little bit better. I promise.

I don't really have the brainpower to write, but I figured I'd post these pancakes because I'm bored just laying on my couch watching nothing exciting on TV.

3.3.13

Marble Yogurt Cake

An easy loaf cake for a celebration, or as an apology.

A few weeks ago, I came home from school to see a package from the university I was accepted to. I didn't make much of it because I figured that it was just the letter form of my admission offer. Turns out that wasn't all. I was offered an academic excellence entrance scholarship worth $5,000. :D It is technically conditional though so I can't just start failing all my classes... Not that I would do that anyway. Because that's dumb.


And then on the weekend, I broke the toilet (but not like that... hmph)... When I flushed the toilet, I guess something funky happened because the water kept running so I, being the great handyman I am, tried to stop the water by removing the lid and nudging a pipe... or something inside there. I don't know. It's all a blur. The next thing I know, water is spraying in my face and it's getting all over the washroom floor. I quickly put the lid back on to prevent the water from causing a flood in my house.

Then I, being the best handyman ever, went to wake up my mom on a Saturday morning to tell her, "Hey, yeah, I broke the toilet and the washroom is starting to get flooded." That's how you want to wake up on a Saturday morning! It's okay. The toilet is fine. And now I'm permanently scared of toilets. :)