Who said #study food was meant to be healthy? Not me.

Who said #study food was meant to be healthy? Not me.

unistudent:

Got Architecture In Helsinki, Passenger and Midnight Oil blasting. Let’s kick this economics, german and accounting study to the curb.

Is gifs not working for you? Here’s a Study Hard Anthem for you (courtesy of GZee Productions)

currently

HA! Dad: 0 Me: 1

We have this Breville Coffee Machine that makes espressos and you could froth milk if you wanted to. We have had this for the past 5 years or so, and after failing miserably the first time, we put it away with Dad so memorably quoting: “Well that’s a challenge we still have to conquer, something that we won’t be able to do”. And so it sat in the pantry all alone.

Until recently.

See at uni, I have been getting a lot of coffee, and being the curious being that I am, I watched them make the coffee. I even talked to a friend about the whole “How do you burn coffee?” discussion. So I decided that on the morning of my midsemester for Macroeconomics I would dig out that coffee machine and make me coffee with some seriously frothy milk. So I went out, got my fair trade groud coffee beans from East Timor, and waited for the day to finally arrive.

And so today, with a semi-loud bang, that day arrived. After all the main household chores, and sisterly duties, I got to cleaning that coffee machine from years of neglect. I cleaned the coffee tray, I wipe and sanitized the steam “pout”, all whilst apologising to the machine for its neglect. See, our family has always talked about making decent coffee, and getting rid of the filter coffee machine. But we never got round to doing it, because our loyalty to the filter coffee, that loyal piece of machine that has supported through individual hungovers from party-ing too much, times where we needed coffee to help to do work. Let’s just say we simply forgot about this “espresso” coffee machine because of the simplicity and presence of the filter coffee machine.

So with a hiss, I warmed up the steam function, placed coffee lightly into the “coffee container” and press “brew” and almost instantly coffee started pouring out, as if the machine wanted thank me for taking it out of its exile. Once I had my amount of coffee, I turned on the steam function, after receiving milk droplets on my arm from when the angry hiss first hit the milk, I started warming the milk - all whilst feeling extremely happy that I achieved this much.

So you can imagine my pride and joy and sense of victory when I proved to my imaginary presence of Papa that yes we can conquer that machine and make some decent coffee. A victory I promptly MMS’d him about. He has yet to reply.

unistudent:

you know you’re really studying when you have multiple windows open, two of them happen to be facebook and mail, and you only have one window up relating to your study. I should really get a move on with my German abstract. 

this is what sunday nights turn out to be. Procrastinating (slightly) with hurriedly writing a 200-250 word abstract, in German, about my yet-to-be-finished German essay.

unistudent:

you know you’re really studying when you have multiple windows open, two of them happen to be facebook and mail, and you only have one window up relating to your study. 

I should really get a move on with my German abstract. 

this is what sunday nights turn out to be. Procrastinating (slightly) with hurriedly writing a 200-250 word abstract, in German, about my yet-to-be-finished German essay.