Wandering Dervish: Alone in the city

Picture Credit : Lemony-lyme

The first week of school was rather uneventful. I have never been good at baking and therefore was a bit worried about the course. I took the course to fill in the gap before the course in Cuisine that starts in February. I am pleasantly surprised that it wasn't all that difficult till you measured all the ingredients and followed the right technique. It is too early to comment but I feel that Patisserie is a bit more regimented than cuisine and in the early stages I feel that there is little scope for experimentation with reference to the the technique and ingredients. The course started with us making some plain scones and learning a few basic piping skills. Then the next day there were cheese scones and fruit scones and some Madeleines and Financiers/ Friands. The last day it was a Gateau Weekend and Genoise Sponge. The Chefs teaching us are pretty diverse ranging from Australians, Swiss, Italian and French. I am sick of scones and I still have about a dozen or more lying at home that I don't know what to do with. My housemate took some for work but there still a lot left. I thought of introducing myself to the neighbours and taking some scones for each but dropped the idea. It seems like I am going to have a good supply of sweet endings for the next few months.
I heard from a Archie just yesterday and he told me that he found someone he really likes. It was more like love at first sight and that is just so sweet. They have decided to give it a shot at a long term thing. I am really happy for him but at the same time seeing all these couples around me makes me feel a bit 'incomplete'. It's not like I desperately want to be in a relationship but that the same time I am not ruling it out either. I think it's the feeling of being alone and single in a big city without all the friends I had learned to depend on to take me out dark places when I felt that way. The other thing is that I haven't gone out shopping for quite some time now. I know it is a good thing that I learning to control my urges but then again shopping was a sure shot a quick mood enhancer.
I think to fight the blues I am going to go out this weekend for a movie or something else that is going to keep me occupied. As it there are no classes until Monday so I have a lot of time to kill.
But in between all this there was some news that was like an affirmation that I took the right step in moving out. The son of my dad's closets friend who also is the same age as me is to be engaged this month. Now that people that I have grown up with have started to get married the pressure on my family from relatives and friends would have started to build with regards to me getting 'married'. Atleast I don't have to worry about all that and there is no problem that I may face in OZ that comes even close to that mess. It are things like these that makes life seem much less complicated and gives me the strength to carry on.