Who says my skin doesn't discolour? (Part II)

Part two of my "who says I can't bruise" episodes. If you've been reading my blog religiously (I can't imagine anyone who would) then you'd remember that part one took place last December. This bruise is from the play I'm in right now. I play a servant called John Rugby. Yes, a man. And I'm abused and thrown around stage a lot. But I'm not going to lie to you. I got that bruise on my own. I stormed off stage after a scene (in which my character was very angry) and I continued to walk at a fast pace into the dark wings. Then I banged my knee into a black box. Smooth Zen.

They've got a good story behind 'em

You know when you look through photos and come across a few that just make you laugh when you think about the situation you were in when you actually took the photos? That was a long sentence. But you know what I'm talking about right? Well I was looking through my photos and these two I just had to share with the world.

Story A: It was a beautiful sunny day in early June. Tiffany, Stephanie, Jeremy and I had gone to see a rugby league game in the city. After the game we went out for sushi. And then we went to an Italian place for gelato. As we were gorging on our desserts, Tiffany announced that she was still hungry. She looked over at the table beside us and saw two little kids sitting around, NOT eating their delicious pancakes. The kids left with their parents. And one of them had barely even touched her plate. Tiffany mentioned how she was really tempted to take a bite from the pancake on the plate. Then we all started to stare and drool over the strawberry pancake platter. Tiffany was only joking. She is a germaphobe and would never ever touch a stranger’s plate. Even if the plate was left intact, which it was in this case.

Anyway, Stephanie on the other hand is the complete opposite of Tiffany. So Steph grabbed the plate from the table beside us and put it on ours. At this point Tiff started to get super embarrassed by the fact that her friend had just walked over and grabbed food from another table at a restaurant. I was a bit surprised that Steph had gone that far. Then Steph (and Jeremy) went even further and started to eat the food on the plate. And this point Tiff was just freaking out. I was entirely amused by how embarrassed and disgusted Tiffany was by the other two. So I decided to capture the moment. Here is Steph laughing her head off (and licking her fingers), and Jeremy looking up at Tiffany with an innocent face, after having taken the first bite from the kid’s plate.


Here is Tiffany. Freaking out.

Dance parties and chicken curry in the midst of all the cold

Sorry for the lack of posts. I'm more than halfway through my winter break and so far things have been going real well. These past few weeks have been very different from first semester. All my exchange friends have gone back home. But I've made some new friends and they've made my break über fun. In particular, Nadia from Toronto has been my partner in crime during this no-school period. Her and I both like to party and dance like it's our job, and we both also like to pretend that we can cook curry as well as our mothers. She's getting pretty good at it. I need a bit more practice.