Surprisingly, my week that I spent at my parents house was rather pleasant without disputes or arguments and just lots of cooking, grocery shopping and talking ♥ The grocery shopping was nice and a bit horrid at the same time. I like going grocery shopping with my mom, because it is usually food I don't eat anyways - but she will always buy me a cart full of food just for me ~
The thing I don't like is all the people, every which way, and the aisles upon aisles of unnecessary, utterly unhealthy items people call 'food'. I just wish the grocery stores would expand their produce and bakery section and shrink the rest; all the processed, refined sugar crap things should be gone as well as most of the meat section. Okay here's the thing with meat - if you eat meat and you like it, fine, but at least buy it straight from a farm - a farm that doesn't feed 10 billion antibiotics and a farm where your meat is at least fresh and healthy. Most people don't know it takes 10 days from the time of slaughter to get to your grocery cart and the only reason the meat doesn't look grey and unhealthy is because of carbon monoxide treatment. So whatever you choose to eat, at least eat it in it's healthy form.
Also, my mom and I didn't argue and had quite a loving week :] she was pleasantly surprised by my visit and quite happy! I think that know that I am older she can more easily get closer and relate and it's nice ~ it feels nice.
Showing posts with label reading week. Show all posts
Showing posts with label reading week. Show all posts
Sunday, February 24, 2013
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
Dancing, eating, drinking tazo tea - don't know what to make of this?
Yesterday I went skating for 2 hours :"] it cold and I skated for 2 hours = great exercise. I have also had the house to myself in the mornings, so I put on muchmusic and dance around drinking passion tazo tea ♥ downside I have been eating 'a lot', more than I'd like - but it's all relatively healthy, especially compared to what I usually eat back in Montréal. Like my body just wanted to eat all the apples, cherry tomatoes, peaches and pickles. I had about 5 sandwiches yesterday, an apple, cherry tomatoes, peach, and LOTS of tea.
Sunday, February 17, 2013
Surprises, tears, stress, exams and just shitty, but great.
Not sure if I mentioned this in my previous posts, but I'm going back to my parents for the reading week which is aka this week. I absolutely cannot wait to see my siblings, especially the two youngest :3 they're still both in elementary school, and just oh soooo adorable and I love them soooo (I love my other 2 siblings as well - but since the other two are closer to age to me, we're more like BFF's) .
I have been soo tired, and despite having 3 exams and a paper all within 5 days of each other, I managed to survive like I do every time exams come up. It actually seemed really short looking back on it. To add to the tiredness, the same manager that did the schedules at my work for January started doing the again for next week (week of Feb. 24th) and he gave me one shift. One 4.5 hour fucking shift. Listen, I asked for 15-20 hours; I worked 22 hours this past week (the week of my exams) and now you're dropping my hours? nuh uh I have bills to pay. I nearly started crying when I talked to him about it, and I burst out crying once I left. However, this morning when I was working he came over and asked how I feel and he's sorry for yesterday, that there was miscommunication etc. I think it's because my other manager saw me about to cry last night after talking to him/heard since she was only a few feet away and decided to talk to him. Anyways good news is he said he'd start giving me more hours :] and he changed my 4.5 hour shift to a 9 hour shift. Hallelujah, I was on the verge of totally not knowing what to do with myself, cause bills need to get paid, rent and food and laxatives (shameful spending on my part...) and cell phone and bus pass and the rest of my tuition.
I don't understand how people say they cannot work more than 8 hours a week during university (aheem my older brother *cough* *cough*). I worked 17 - 22 hours on average a week last semester and I still managed to get A's and one B+. If you put effort into it, and give up your social life it's not that difficult, plus there's something very satisfying about being self sufficient ~
I'm also thinking, that once this semester is over at the end of April, I want to apply to the 24/7h grocery store, that way I could pick up a few extra hours at night without it interfering with my retail job.
Back to my reading week, I'm happy I'm going back to my parents for the week because I get to mooch off them: meaning I'll be bringing back shampoo, conditioner, lotion, ketchup, pickles, canned beans, laundry detergent etc. The only thing I'm dreading is the eating - gotta eat at least semi - normally at my parents house or my mother will go hysterical.
I have been soo tired, and despite having 3 exams and a paper all within 5 days of each other, I managed to survive like I do every time exams come up. It actually seemed really short looking back on it. To add to the tiredness, the same manager that did the schedules at my work for January started doing the again for next week (week of Feb. 24th) and he gave me one shift. One 4.5 hour fucking shift. Listen, I asked for 15-20 hours; I worked 22 hours this past week (the week of my exams) and now you're dropping my hours? nuh uh I have bills to pay. I nearly started crying when I talked to him about it, and I burst out crying once I left. However, this morning when I was working he came over and asked how I feel and he's sorry for yesterday, that there was miscommunication etc. I think it's because my other manager saw me about to cry last night after talking to him/heard since she was only a few feet away and decided to talk to him. Anyways good news is he said he'd start giving me more hours :] and he changed my 4.5 hour shift to a 9 hour shift. Hallelujah, I was on the verge of totally not knowing what to do with myself, cause bills need to get paid, rent and food and laxatives (shameful spending on my part...) and cell phone and bus pass and the rest of my tuition.
I don't understand how people say they cannot work more than 8 hours a week during university (aheem my older brother *cough* *cough*). I worked 17 - 22 hours on average a week last semester and I still managed to get A's and one B+. If you put effort into it, and give up your social life it's not that difficult, plus there's something very satisfying about being self sufficient ~
I'm also thinking, that once this semester is over at the end of April, I want to apply to the 24/7h grocery store, that way I could pick up a few extra hours at night without it interfering with my retail job.
Back to my reading week, I'm happy I'm going back to my parents for the week because I get to mooch off them: meaning I'll be bringing back shampoo, conditioner, lotion, ketchup, pickles, canned beans, laundry detergent etc. The only thing I'm dreading is the eating - gotta eat at least semi - normally at my parents house or my mother will go hysterical.
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