If We Only Die Once, I Wanna Die With You

[Something I Need – OneRepublic]

As of yesterday, I’m being taught and trained to make coffees at our cafe as well! This is very exciting because once I’m taught coffee (and become proficient at it), I’m basically able to take care of the whole store (to a degree, I suppose). RESPONSIBILITIES! It also means that I’m expected to work a lot faster than I used to, and to be able to look after other coworkers and help them out. A little daunting, I admit, but the prospect of power just sizzles me with excitement.

Also, I found out that I picked up the basics quite easily, and now it’s a matter of practice, practice, and more practice, until I become as fast as my supervisors, and make beautiful coffees too.

That’s just a small update on what’s been happening since last week. I’ve been playing Pokemon Y, obviously. The game is astonishing and it mostly hit everything I expected, and considering I was building my own hype for about 8 months, it would have been near impossible for the game to actually match my expectations. As always, my slow playing habits mean that everyone who I play with are ages ahead of me, and the battles I do with them are very one-sided, but I won’t let that detract from my enjoyment of my little piece of gem.

I’m also been accepted and offered a place in the courses that I applied for! Now it’s a matter of accepting the offers myself, applying for student loans and whatnot, and getting all ready for conscientious studying. If I learned anything from all the time I spend at work now, it’s that I’m fully capable of not just learning the basics but being really good at it, as long as I put my whole mind to it. I don’t know, though, I mean there are all sorts of new games to play in 2014!!!

On Saturday, Mela and I went to a friend’s birthday party in Essendon, and it was her first time driving into the city. The way home was extremely scary for both of us, because there were lots of cars, and we didn’t know the way at all, and was blindly following the GPS which repeatedly told us to merge into wrong lanes, so she was doing scary turns out of lanes last second. I think it will be a while before she’s confident enough to drive in the city, but for the most part she’s a very capable driver! Maybe I should brush up on navigating skills…

Also, today I shouted my parents lunch. I don’t know about you, but in my family, as I am the only child, there aren’t many times when I buy my parents things – they’re also the kind of parents who don’t really want things bought for them. So today we went to a new Japanese restaurant that opened and I footed the bill. Felt pretty good!

I’m heading off to sleep now, because tomorrow/today is my Dad’s birthday, and we’re having people over. That means I need to clean up my spread of junk food and USB cables since my little corner in the house is actually the entertainment area.

I’ll try to blog again soon, mostly because I feel like I should. But also because lately Serena and I haven’t been talking, and maybe if I blog she and I can discuss my posts. That may be optimistic.

Alex.

Earning Skillz

Whenever I start a new thing, and I realize I suck at it, I try to tell myself that I’ll get better at it soon, I just have to keep at it now and my muscles will get better at it.

For example, when I first started work, I sucked at the till, but today, apart from some wrong change given, some refunds and some bad orders on my behalf, I managed to hold down my till for 4 hours during lunch rush, so I figure I’m doing pretty well for my first proper shift.

What I’m worried about is running, or gathering the order, putting it together and giving it to the customer. I tried doing that on Friday night and oh it’s shameful to admit how many minutes some of my orders were running on, and how bad I did all of them. I really want to get more experience doing the running during off-peak times, so I can get better, but at the moment I’m put on the till.

When I first started learning how to ride the bike, it took me ages to get it, but once I did I became pretty good (except for when I fell off my bike in Yr 9, but hey, so not my point), and when I first started a lot of video games, I was horrible but then it’s like a light finally came on and I was playing like any other regular.

That’s why I just want to get some training in coffee making or anything else, because I know that I learn and pick up skills quick, but no one wants to hire someone with no experience. Can’t they see that it won’t take me long to become a favorite?

Ok now I’m just tooting my own horn.

Depending on how much there is to say about work, I may not actually create a separate category and just put it under stuff-that-happened.

Alex.

P.S., I was going to write about the Japanese earthquake too but my mentality for that is roughly the same as for the Christchurch one. The sheer monstrosity of the disaster is actually making me rethink the validity of 2012.

Even Better Than Mama

For the past few days I’ve been more actively learning to cook/cooking dinner for my family. My aim is to get good enough by the end of the summer to be able to prepare a full meal for 3 (that being my family). Actually, my aim is to get good enough so that Carmaine, Bee and Eunice will respect me because i can finally cook. I don’t quite like it when Carmaine teases me about not being able to cook (but she sure was proud when she taught me how to mash potatoes!) so I want to make her prouder now with more skills.

Today dad taught me how to stir fry chicken with onions and carrots. It’s not hard funny enough, all you got to do is prepare the ingredients, chuck in carrots and onion first, stir it around, then chuck in the chicken, stir that around, cover, then when everything is cooked, you serve it. Why did I ever think cooking is hard? (Haha that’s probably because I’m learning how to stir fry stuff.) Actually, I find baking incredibly confusing. For example, if you do things the wrong way, a souffle will collapse. I think, why?! Why make people make something that will unmake itself? So I leave all the baking intricacies to Bianca.

When I was peeling the carrot, and chopping the onions today (got a bit emotional) I kept on making it a Cooking Mama game. So when I chopped the onion in half exactly, I gave myself a “Gu-ret! Ee-ven bettah dan Mama” or when I couldn’t cut through the chicken (dad needs sharper knives) I gave myself a “yooh gaib it yor bes’ eh-fert.”

If life was a game…at the rate I play RPGs (something I had to explain to BRuCE as Role Playing Games. They in turn decided that The World Ends With You sounds lame) I’d need a constant save button or else I’d die just like that.

De Fluffe, Out.