Sunday, 16 October 2011

‘Display Until’ the ‘Best Before’ date is more annoying than the ‘Sell By’ date

So reading the title of this blog entry has probably given you a good idea about my rant this week. I have a tiny, little, insignificant problem with the different dates on items of food. OK, so I'm exaggerating. It is not a tiny, little, insignificant problem – it’s a big problem. I can’t stand them.

Why do supermarkets feel the need to confuse customers by including about a million different dates on food? It’s so confusing! First there is the ‘Best Before’ date, then the ‘Display Until’ date, then the ‘Sell By’ date, then the ‘Use By’ date! Now as any “un-paranoid” person should know, the only date worth taking any notice of if the ‘Use By’ date. Unfortunately the inclusion of the other three dates confuses the originally “un-paranoid” person into believing that all the dates are the same as the ‘Use By’ date. People are becoming paranoid that because the shop wasn’t willing to sell something after the ‘Sell By’ date, that they shouldn’t be willing to eat it after the ‘Sell By’ date. Now don’t get me wrong, if the food is growing new life, then quite rightly throw it away. But on a planet becoming more and more affected by global warming everyday and more and more landfill sites taking over any available space everyday, supermarkets are hardly doing much to save the world, by making people throw things away when they don’t need to.

I was recently watching a television programme about a man who took eating ‘Out Of Date’ food to an extreme. His wife was disgusted by the idea of even eating food after the ‘Best Before’ date. He didn’t just cook and eat food after the ‘Best Before’ date; he cooked and ate mouldy bread, meat that smelt funny and brown bananas. One example is that he toasted the bread, the heat from the toaster killed all the germs on the bread and he was absolutely fine. He also teamed up with a ‘scavenger’ who went through supermarket bins to get food. I was shocked when he found loads of perfectly edible food that has just been thrown away because of the date on it or if the packaging had been slightly damaged. Later, I was reading a review of the show and I came across people complaining that it was giving people the wrong idea, people praising it for opening people’s minds and people asking questions on which dates to take notice of. Of course I am not suggesting you rifle around in supermarket bins or eat mouldy bread, I am just saying that people shouldn’t get so paranoid about ‘Display Until’ or ‘Sell By’ dates! They are for wasteful supermarkets only.

Of course, we all know the real menace here is the ‘Best Before’ dates. People say “Oh no, we can’t eat that! It might poison us!”. Either, these people are very snobbish and won’t eat anything after it is at its ‘best’, but just won’t admit it, or people don’t realise that ‘Best Before’ means food is at a its best before a certain date! It is not the same thing as ‘Use By’ dates! ‘Best Before’ means food is fine to eat but just won’t taste as good as it did when you first bought it. Now we all know that a homemade cake will go a bit dry after the first couple of days, but you don’t throw it away, because that would be wasteful. You still eat it because it doesn’t have a random date stamped onto it by some guy in a factory in Coventry who thought the 15th October would be a good date to for the food to not be at its ‘best’ anymore!  

When it comes to food, ignore dates that mean nothing. Trust your instinct. It won't kill you!

Sunday, 25 September 2011

Musings of a 15 year old

WARNING: Contains Sentimental Rubbish
I feel this is an aptly named post because it will literally be me randomly talking about stuff a 15 year old has to deal with. Ok, so 'deal with' is the wrong phrase. When you're 15 you hardly have to 'deal with' anything to be honest. The hardest thing I have to cope with is trying to do all my homework for GCSEs, so I don't get murdered by my teacher. Let me just say, I am now speaking directly to all people my age: as a 15 year old, life isn't hard. Girls - your hair straightners breaking isn't the end of the world, and boys - every argument does not require you to punch the opposing party. 



I have some friends at school who have only just learnt this, some have known all along. I am no saint because to be honest, I have only just realised this myself (although not the hair straightners bit). So, it seems the most important thing at this point is to concentrate on your GCSEs. I am presuming you are nodding your heads at home, if you are disagreeing - well done. 


You are probably thinking "That's it Maia's finally lost it", in fact if you nodded your head at the first instant then you will definately think that when I say: My mother speaks sense. She once told me recently that the most important thing is to have friends around you, and that if you get marked quite low for a piece of GCSE controlled assessment (coursework) then take heed of that fact and think about how you can improve. I being the teenager I am deftly replied "Well it's not going to count towards my GCSE though is it?!". She was right. Friends and positivity is what it comes down to. If you have friends around you, to support you and help you, you will do better. I am sorry this was full of sentimental rubbish - but I did warn you. Just one piece of advice, if you are a 15 year old, listen to your mother - she speaks sense.





Just the other day I was watching the X-Factor and they don't often speak sense or give life advice worth taking heed of, but one thing Kelly Rowland said really struck a chord with me:
"Don't give up. When something bad happens, don't let it knock you down, use it to build yourself back up again".

Saturday, 27 August 2011

Public transport

Every country has it's own lot of public transport, in England taxi drivers rip you off, in America there is no decent public transport and in Madeira, the public transport really is in a class of it's own.
 Madeira is a small island of the west coast of Africa, which strangely belongs to Portugal, (a fact which has baffled me for years). It is an extinct volcano turned tourist island and is absolutely beautiful. The views from the mountains are spectacular and the gardens are beautiful up there. Now you are probably thinking at this point, "Right. OK. Why don't you just hire a car and drive there, is the public transport is so bad?". There is a very good reason for this. The only way of getting up there is by driving up the mountain roads. "OK, and?" I hear you say, well they are 5ft wide and have no barriers, and are all gouged out of a mountain which means they are on a sheer cliff face, under waterfalls. I am not afraid of heights, but these treacherous roads scare even me...
So now hire cars are out if you want your holiday to last more than a day, before you end up impaled on a banana tree. Your next option is buses. Right, OK, where to begin. Buses in Madeira are, putting this lightly, uncomfortable. There are about four seats (usually filled with tourists who lost their hire car over a cliff), no air conditioning, a gear box that like it has seen better days and not and not enough room for more than five people standing (but Madeirans will not accept this fact and will try to get the bus when it is clearly full) and suicidal bus drivers. So in conclusion - buses are a no no.
You finally accept that you will have to either walk or take a taxi, walking is OK for short distances, but the floor is cobbled (which is painful in summer shoes), so you take a taxi. Oh dear, somehow Madeiran taxi drivers have the uncanny ability to be everything you don't want in a taxi driver, they drive the longest possible way, in the most congested part of town to try and get as much money out of you as possible. They all drive clapped out Mercedes Benz, with worn leather seats and bad air freshener.Worst of all they are all out to kill you.
Told you they were all Mercedes
 They drive down the roads so fast you swear you are going to fly of the edge of the cliff, though of course they reassure you in their friendly way, and you know that they are not going to fly off because you know they are experienced. Then the day comes when you book a taxi tour for the day, and the new inexperienced, young taxi driver turns up to take you on a relaxing drive to the pretty village of Monte up in the mountains. It certainly looks a lot prettier when you see it up ahead and realise your encounter with death is nearly over. People wonder why a lot of tourists who have been going to Madeira for years stay and walk to town, instead of going up the mountains - I think I just found the reason.

Friday, 26 August 2011

Headlines...

What is wrong with the world? Actually don't answer that... I don't particularly want to know your pet hates and other stuff...
What I find with planet Earth is that for some reason nothing happens for about 1 or 2 months, when the top headline on the news is that a baby only got paid £40 pounds to play Harry Potter for 1 minute, then all of  a sudden, everything happens at one go, and the news has to be extended. Your probably thinking, "What are you talking about?", but think about it, over Christmas nearly nothing happened, then all of a sudden, the earthquake in Christchurch in New Zealand, the floods in Pakistan then to top it the uprisings in Egypt and Libya. Then it all went quiet, but not for long! It all kicked off again, Japan got hit with a devastatingly angry tsunami, Gadaffi got angry, London, Birmingham, Manchester, Nottingham and Derby youths got angry, and a 500 mile lady called Irene got angry too...wait no that's a hurricane, but you get my jist.

This is just my point, something big happens, then the big guy in the sky decides we need a break to recover and then BOOM! Big disaster again! No wonder people are getting increasingly stressed and depressed (hey that rhymes), not only is Mother Earth being hit constantly with disasters and youths throwing bottles at it, then people are telling us the world is going to end tomorrow if we don't change the world right now... I am sorry but I am not a religious person and I mean no offence in any way, but Harold Camping - you're a nutter.

Now I was going to end the blog there, with a short sharp witty phrase, but no time to be serious. I am devastated for everyone hit by disasters all over the world and wish the best for anyone hit by the tsunami in Japan, the earthquakes in Christchurch and the floods in Pakistan and Haiti and I wish all the best for everyone who suffering in Hurricane Irene, but for flip sake, would somebody shoot Gadaffi already!

Wednesday, 6 July 2011

Teenagers. What is really going on in their heads?

I know the title is controversial since I am a teenager myself. But I often wonder whether what is going on in my head, is the same as in other teens heads. Though I am the youngest in my year, I am the tallest and I often get mistaken for 17 or even once 24!

I have met many people who are stereotypical of teenage girls, presuming that in every one of our heads there is nothing going on or that all we only think about boys, makeup and straighteners. When I 'calmly' inform them I love Top Gear and prefer to write comical articles than go to discos with boys there, they say “Oh” and look confused.

If you believe any of the above about teenage girls, I am laughing as I picture your reaction as you find out I am only 14 and therefore a teenage girl.

Boys. Oh dear where do I start?! I have friends who are boys and sometimes I wonder what they are thinking when they wear they trousers around their knees, as my wise friends would say - "excuse me mr. ganster sir, you're trousers appear to be descending" - while waddling down the street due to decreased ease of walking. I tell them they look ridiculous but do they listen? Of course not! 


Then again I cannot talk when I see what some girls wear. I hope I don't end up looking like a beaten up, black eyed, clay pot when I am their age. Constantly tripping over ridiculously high heels and wearing mega short skirts. My dad used to say to girls who were wearing short skirts, “If you drop anything. Kick it home”. Wise words, wise words.


In conclusion I still have no clue that what I think about is the same as other teenagers. I am not a trend follower, a makeup mad, boy mad, average teenage girl. I am me.

Thursday, 10 March 2011

Today

I have been given permission to relay I very funny story that happened at school today! Thank you Lozzi :)
It all started when my friend Abi started to get annoyed when her friend wouldn't text her back. So every time she mentioned him, she called him a bastard. This sparked my friend Lozzi (absolute genius) to get very anger at Abi's colourful use of language, and she swore she would kill Abi if she kept saying bastard. When we went outside, unfortunately for Abi she did not heed this warning. Turns out Lozzi was deadly serious...
Everytime Abi said it she started attacking Abi with the full water bottle. When I swore Lozzi sprayed me with the full lucozade bottle (you know the squeezy ones), not so bad really. Now the good bit, Abi swore again, and Lozzi finally lost it and did the most amazing thing ever - she soaked Abi head to toe in lucozade! She launched the bottle towards Abi and squeezed the bottle and Abi got drenched! Utterly amazing! I'm sorry Abi if you are reading this and feel offended - I am still your mate, but it was very funny :)
Highlight of my life :D
Maia x

Tuesday, 8 March 2011

Formspring

Ach...what an annoying piece of software. I had it for a couple of weeks and got so fed up of people asking me stupid questions and offending me I got so annoyed I just disabled my account. Such a good feeling.
I know people like to get praise for stuff from anonymous people, but seriously, do you really think they are truthful? The most annoying thing is when people offend you by asking you a 'question' and then hiding their name. People like that have no guts as far as I am concerned, some people need to grow up and get a life. If they have something to say, then say it to my face, I would appreciate it more if you told me straight rather than hiding your name! How immature.
Sorry to rant like this, but it really gets on my pip. Anyway, I have just realized this is my first post for 2011... God I haven't been on this for ages. Oh dear. Never mind. Probably too caught up in bloody Formspring.
Maia x