Enviro Health Net

I was staring at our kitchen light in between bites. It was midnight and I couldn’t sleep. So, I got up and made myself a cold turkey sandwich. I also drank ice cold orange juice since I was not in the mood for anything hot.

It has been two nights in a row. Why can’t I sleep early? I had been tossing and turning in bed since 9:30 in the evening. This sleeping difficulty maybe caused by my current addiction to coffee. Lately, I have been consuming 5 tall lattes in the afternoon. That does not count the additional 3 more I drink in the morning.

Maybe it’s because of my job as well. Lately, I have been so stressed and pressured when meeting almost impossible deadlines. My non-existent social life is no help either. Most of my friends are busy as well and I could bear going out alone.

As I chewed my turkey sandwich, I thought about all the great times I had during college. When everything was hectic yet laid back. I got to party all the time I want but also making sure that I passed all my classes. Where have the good times gone? Maybe I’m just getting old.

I don’t usually have friends visiting my house. For me, it is a hassle. I hate cleaning up and tidying my apartment. I don’t even have a proper storage for shoes. They are just there… on the floor.

Okay, I admit I am a slob. But I also don’t go to the grocery frequently. What would I serve my visitors? Half of a rotting apple? Maybe a half-empty box of cereals?

My friends have been constantly pestering me about when they’ll get the chance to hang out in my apartment. Over and over, I made up excuses that my light have gone out or that I had no water or I got kicked out of my apartment. But since they are my friends, they know better and this rally hurt their feelings.

Tonight, I have finally invited my friends over. I spent the entire Saturday cleaning the apartment and getting decent furniture. My old couch practically had black holes that would swallow anyone who sits down on it. The finished look of my apartment was totally unexpected. I finally lived in a proper home not a pigsty.

A few six packs of beers, large pepperoni pizza and cheetos later, my friends’ finally got a full glimpse of my apartment.

Judy is a challenged person. She loves to eat but can’t cook a single bite. She had enrolled in cooking classes but failed miserably. It might be because Judy lacks creativity? Or passion for cooking maybe?

This made Judy really depressed. She really wanted to learn how to bake, cook and those other stuff. She wants to be adept in using the oven, a mixer or even just the measuring spoons. It is a good thing that Judy never gave up. She enrolled in classes after classes until eventually she gave up trying too hard. It was then that she learned and truly excelled.

Judy was baking cookies, cake and other delicious goodies. She also could cook a really mean gourmet meal as well as uncomplicated dishes like pasta. Judy also mastered the art of how to make homemade ice cream. All of Judy’s creations are a delight. I personally love her tiramisu and chocolate decadent cake.

For someone who has had trouble learning, Judy has conquered an amazing feat. Nowadays, her cooking is in demand amongst dinner parties and get-togethers. Some friends even pay her to cook for special events and occasions. Judy is so happy that she can finally cook what she wants to eat in fine restaurants with less the cost.

Last summer, I kept myself busy. I enrolled in baking and cake decorating classes. I also engaged myself in a lot of outdoor activities such as camping, river trekking and hiking. I vowed myself to keep fit so I enrolled in the local gym and lifted some weights, done aerobics and even belly dancing .I certainly had lots of fun and lost weight too.

I also got to go abroad that summer. I went to Greece with some friends and the country was absolutely amazing. Everywhere I look, I see beautiful men and women as well as beautiful sights. The food is absolutely to die for, though some people should develop a love for Greek palate in order to appreciate it even more.

After Greece, I spent the last few days of summer teaching my nephews how to ride a bike and color inside the lines. I also attended and baked for a few bake sales together with my mother and sister. That summer was a whole lot of fun. I got to spend time with myself and meet new people, bond with my friends in a different culture and get to know my family even more. I would never forget last summer. I hope I’ll have even more fun next year.