The title for this post has changed so many times in my mind that I decided to go with something that popped into my head whilst making breakfast this morning.
Two slices of toast with Nutella... the beautiful thing about living in Florida and my parents owning rental villas is every week they have an abundance of cereal (particularly Lucky Charms), English food, Nesquik and Nutella... all left from vacationers who have come and gone. Just yesterday when I went to one of the rental houses for Internet I found a stash of lollipops in the freezer- they were pretty disgusting and the only ones that were left were the unheard of flavours. Kiwi? Who eats kiwi lollipops?

Lollipops aside, I thought I'd indulge myself in some Nesquik this morning... something I don't usually do because I think it's a pain to make. I feel pretty disappointed in myself knowing that's the case because it's called Nesquik for a reason. :(. Whilst I made the toast and spread the Nutella I psyched myself up more and more which excited my taste buds with the idea of such a treat. It wasn't until I picked up the strawberry Nesquik box that I realised that the box was much lighter than I envisioned. It was empty. All of the Nesquik boxes were empty! To this very moment I'm still left very thirsty and milk just won't cut it on it's own.

The previous rant wasn't really intended for my blog and if anyone from my family stumbles upon it then don't worry- I'm sure by tomorrow my Nesquik urge will be long gone and I'll want some orange juice instead.

I haven't blogged since April and with exciting new adventures on the horizon I really wanted to fall back in the habit of keeping myself up to date. My life over the year was consumed by work and finishing University and it never really gave me the chance to post about anything exciting- now that I've been a graduate for a little while and my work hours are down I figured it was only fair to give something back to the blogging community. This past month has been pretty eventful and one day I enjoyed in particular was Halloween. Now I haven't been trick or treating since I was maybe 7 or 8 and I definitely haven't been trick or treating in America before so it was an all new exciting experience waiting for me to take part in. I joined Katherine and her family and we headed out to Celebration (where they have the fake fairy liquid snow I had written about many years ago) and began our rounds. Myself as Indiana Jones, Katherine as Tinkerbell, Rachel as Peter Pan, Caroline as Captain Hook, Michael as a knight, Karen as Joan of Arc, Elizabeth as a kitty and Gabriel as Bumblebee (yes, Katherine has a lot of family) Being 21 I felt terribly shy asking for candy so we decided to encourage the little ones into knocking on scary looking houses and figuring out which houses gave away the better treats (full size candy bars are a Halloween goldmine) I'll try and post a picture but none of me shamelessly collecting candy from buckets ^_^.

The upcoming couple months I've got a lot to be focussing on. With plans to move up to Virginia in January I'm really psyched and excited to be actually "in the market" of getting a car. I joked to Katherine about how I wanted a yellow jeep (and yeah. it would be cool wouldn't it?! with my hair blowing in the wind, my aviators on!) but I may save that for a retirement investment. I'm working on my future, our future and I have the most wonderful person in my life to be working towards it with.

Screw my internet. Screw it.... after I've cleaned up my room I'm going to be making my video blogs once more, I don't care if they take like a half hour to upload... Speaking of half hours... I've had two Americans who have question my time telling abilities....

When I say 'half past nine' this usually indicates the time is 9.30 but how come when I say 'half nine' they assume the time is 8.30. Is this just a cheifly English thing? even more so a cheifly northern thing? I know it's definitely not a cheifly David thing because I never ran into such problems back home :o

I'm just going to gather up all the Americans and teach them how to speak properly, none of this 'i'm going to write you' crap... tsk

Let the cleaning commence

I got complained at that I had no background set on my iPhone... dissapointed as I was I decided to go through and find some sort of appropriate picture to set 'for the lulz'. Lo and behold I found this (which I had taken a few weeks earlier to show Izzy)

It wasn't until I got a txt message and felt the phone vibrate madly inside my pocket that I realised my picture choice was probably a little in bad taste

I don't have long to write this. I've got some quesadillas and plantains in the oven and they should be done in about 5... no... 4 minutes! Yum Yum

*sniff*

smells... kinda funky!

Today I also read William Hung's fan mail (to be fair, there was only a page!) but I was very scared! there are actually people out there that write to him! *shudders*