What A Week

Haven’t posted for a while here. Lots of good and bad has happened and I think life has a vendetta against me.

I’m moving schools (the feeling of intruding, not belonging has never been so strong. I’ve also come to realize how much instrusive thoughts I’ve had about the program..not good. I also hate the stares. It gets on my skin.), worried about the change and how it’ll affect my OSAP. I had to tend grind my teeth together, keep my fists af the side before I do something stupid because my lovable mother decided to hate the college I wanted to transfer. Granted, her points regarding the move especially this late in the semester were valid. It was the hate that got myself snarling internally. I try to be peaceful and not hate but it’s hard to repress anger sometimes. You’ve been doing it for so long that the bottles become too full. 

Bleh! It’s over and passed now with a compromise and a threat (sort of?)! I’ve decided to fight for it even if it means taking a bit of extreme measures. She basically told me if I don’t get my butt moving the way she wants, we’ll just go home back to my birth country but I have nothing there and rather die than be stuck in a place I have no friends nor sense of belonging than being born! 🙂 I said I’ll fight to stay where I am currently, so I shall.

Anyway, passed that wreckage week! I watched the new Beauty and the Beast. I thought it was good from what little I can remember from the animated film. It stayed in the path mostly with a bit of add on but it was pleasant! Even though we were late for the VIP food thingy because I got sidetracked​…

After the movie, my friend and I were suppose to eat at the lounge but then the fire alarm started beeping. 

And then an announcement went on and we had to get out. People were confused, slow- my friend was like a damn cat that slinked away through small cracks. I had to cut off rudely some of the slow walkers. 

We ended up getting Pickle Barrel instead. It was so good though! I had the Spaghetti and Meatballs with two cups of coffee and a Tiramisu for dessert. It wasn’t extraordinary but it wasn’t bad for $23. Menu was bigger than I’d expect. I really like the free refills though! My heart may beg to differ with the amount of sugar I’ve pumped in my blood.

So far, this week has been a balance of trying not to kill anyone and wondering what exactly I’m doing. It’s like a crumbling cliff I’m standing on but I have a parachute that may or may not work. In the end, I just gotta have a bit of faith in myself and go out there to get whatever is necessary. Jobs, new homes, new names if everything goes to hell because I am prepared to change my name legally and hopefully, a new school at Fall! 👍

Life has been throwing me daggers relentlessly. Most of it was provoked by me though. Guess I can pay the price or see to it that I deflect said pointy, painful daggers. 

We shall see who wins, Life. I ain’t about to give up mine.

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Dinner Time: Winterlicious

Yesterday was a fun day even though some stranger took my expired TTC pass ID thingy that’s next to useless. Anyway! 

My friend, let’s call her ‘Kell’, and I decided to celebrate my birthday a day before since she had work so we reserved a table at Bannock’s! It seemed fancy with its special menu called ‘Winterlicious’ which was a three-course dinner for $28. I ordered mostly fish related items except the mushroom pasta, which for some reason I thought was fish pasta, and Screeched Sticky Toffee Pudding for dessert! Our lady waiter also wished me a happy birthday as she overheard Kell wishing me one. 

The food was amazing! I had doubts of it being good because of its looks and portions. I’m used to greasy type foods or big portion size meals. Even with snacks but I try to cut back. So, the food was tasty with the appetizer tasting like sweet lemon fish with shrimp on top and some bread chips. 

This is the appetizer we had but I had forgotten the name of:

Now, for the main dish that I dub ‘mushroom pasta’ had bacon in it but it tasted really strong flavour meat, almost raw-ish but it’s not raw. It’s kind of like prosciutto. Maybe it is that. Here’s ghe delicious cheese mushroom pasta that’s very delightful:

For our dessert, our lady waiter put a candle on mine and I was touched by the gesture! The dessert was really sweet considering its toffee. It’s like a cinnamon roll drizzled with toffee but the desserts body is a muffin with nuts and almonds on top!

I like the picture I took for the dessert! 

It was overall a nice experience if it wasn’t for my aching shoulder trying to debut that night. We finished our meals then head off to the Lights Festival at the Distillery District. It was a cold day though despite that, I still had a lot of fun!

(The nice TTC man who took my expired card, why do you even need that thing i dont even use it, was nice enough to inform me about where to get a newer one but I’m getting my Presto soon so…😅)

Night Time Is Snack Time

My dearest mother has this thing where she would scoff at me for eating late night snacks or eating late dinner. 

She always lecture me of how its bad to eat dinner near midnight and I stubbornly tried to refuse. (It’s kind of a habit to sleep late like 3 or 5 am during any breaks I have from school.) Of course I stopped eating my favourite microwavable dinners at midnight- is good microwave food i swear-

-and proceeded to devour every sugar adled snacks in our home. More recently, one snack that actually made me write this post, Oreos are the ones I’ve been slowly decimating. 

School’s back and I tend to work until I finish my assignments which means…ALL-NIGHTERS!! 

What a better way to stay awake than a bunch of Oreos and a lukewarm coffee that will soon turn cold!

It’s not even the busy the busy months yet but we got a load of projects spread out for this semester. Not sufe if I’m looking forward to know more about human anatomy…I wouldn’t say my dislike is because I’m the worst at remembering…even if I am. It was just not what I was expecting taking the program. 

Well besides from that, late nights usually make me hungry even if I had a big dinner. There’s just no pleasing the demon monster inside my belly.

I still want a small Keurig and or a mini fridge in my room so I can take my snacks without traversing the Forbidden Lands that is my kitchen. I just want good drinks without being accosted by the Sleeping Mother of the Early Birds. 

Welp. I don’t think I’m going to stop snacking..but maybe I should start healthier options? If only citrus doesn’t make my sfomach feel like a volcano is about to erupt from within. 

This is why I prefer sweets!