2012, what?
Haven’t used Tumblr in like what, a year?
I thought maybe it’d be nice to put up a new post. A written one, none of that reblogging crap.
I guess I’m kinda inspired by Hank Moody, or as people would often question him “Hank Moody, the writer?”. Not that I’m an excellent writer or anything, but I do enjoy.
I’ve been watching Californication a lately. Just thought I’d share that.
I know people usually write reflections about the entire year prior to the year ending, but considering I only remembered I had a Tumblr today, cut me some slack. Besides, it seems like 2011 was only yesterday (okay bad joke, and to make it worse, it’s the 2nd so the joke doesn’t even make sense anymore, but I wanted to anyway).
In fact, I don’t think I’ll write about my reflections for 2011. It’s been a boring year, and I missed the deadline to do so anyway. And I’m also lazy (probably the only valid reason).
As for 2012, apart from the world possibly ending (but seriously guys, it won’t), I’m just eagerly waiting for it to pass by. There’s nothing much for me in this year. I have a year of service left in the military which I’m hoping would quickly pass.
What I’m really looking forward to is next year. “Already?!” You may be thinking, since you know, 2012 has only just begun (in that literal sense as well). But yeah, really. I’ll be starting school again in 2013 (I would say ‘college’ because it’s a more understood term but I don’t want to sound American, and ‘university’ just sounds too formal), and I’m really looking forward to that.
Okay this suddenly came to me, and please do forgive me for this incoherence but I have thought of something I’d like to pay tribute to 2011 for. Despite the conscription, I really did make a group of great friends in the army. You know all the cliche statements of how you make the best friends in the army because you guys simply go through everything together. Well, they’re called cliches for a reason - because they’re absolutely true.
Using the word ‘absolutely’ like that suddenly reminds me of Masterchef - which I love by the way. The American version, not the Australian one. Everyone’s been telling me that the Australian version is way better and has much greater emphasis on cooking itself. I’ve tried to take a look at it, but having eighty episodes in one season to me, is a little scary. Besides, there’s no Gordon Ramsay in Australian Mastechef.
If there were such a thing as a Doctorate in Culinary Studies (I’m surprised there isn’t, or is there?), we’d have a Dr. Ramsay around.
I mean people have been saying that why bother watching American Masterchef especially since there’s little emphasis on food. But seriously though, who watches reality television for the educational purpose. Not me. Not most people. We watch it for the squabbles and the backstabbing and the conflict and the breaking down. Voyeurism, that’s the money maker.
And with Chef Ramsay, US Masterchef has such nice catch phrases used to describe food (if you think about it, how well can one describe food anyway? I mean if the food is delicious, it’s delicious. Perhaps you could say things like seasoning is good, but that’s really all to it).
Being the loving and filial son that I am, I’ve been making an effort to say that my mother’s cooking is ‘Absolutely Delicious’, or that her (poorly cooked) fried chicken’s “Seasoning is Exact”. I would say though that her Deep Fried Dory is “Cooked to Perfection”. I really love that one mom, also probably because it’s the only dish that actually has oil and/or salt in it. My mother is rather health conscious. Okay not ‘rather’, the woman’s insane about eating healthily.
I had to struggle to keep white polished rice on the plate. She was going to introduce like twelve different grains of brown rice with barley and stuff like that. No mom, no. I like white rice. I love white rice.
I don’t know why but suddenly after writing this far, I’m kinda looking forward to 2012. I haven’t written in awhile, but I really do enjoy it. I don’t know if you enjoy it when I do, but I enjoy it when I do. Maybe next time you’ll see me as Julian the Writer. But most probably not. It’d probably be Dr. Julian, the Dentist (considering I’ve got a place in Dental School).
Why Dentistry over Medicine again? I could give you a whole long list of crappy shallow reasons but the real reason (which is also probably the most invalid one, and will gain plenty of disapproval), is that I thought Dentistry would be more indie.
