Two Scoops Please
After 3 days of frustrating myself out this site is up & running to my liking. Just a little bit of tweeking here and there & I should be done soon. I have never felt more need to have some sort of computer knowledge. Despite annoying Dave the last few days, I did manage to “batch edit” in Photoshop on my own. Hurrah for googling instructions.
So on Tuesday Derrick & I went to Aberdeen Centre for some much needed exposure to Chinese food & shopping. Living in Surrey is like living in the Malvern area in Toronto, but it makes living in Malvern even seem multicultural. I had the dumpling noodle soup that I have been craving since I came back from Toronto and I probably took a good 30 mins eating it. Not because I was trying to savour the moment and make Derrick watch me eat but the previous night my jaw locked and made it painful to open my mouth wider than a toothbrush. Ignoring the pain I bought the green tea icecream I wanted so badly after seeing it on display. As soon as I took my first spoonful I wanted a refund. It was soooo grainy that my spoon was covered with green specks after a few bites. In conclusion, I’m a sucker for plastic food displays.
Not completely satisfied with my icecream experience at Aberdeen, I ended up going to the 31c-scoop night @ Baskin Robbins last night. The entire day I was set on getting 1 scoop of Sorbet because 1)I’m on a diet and 2) I’m on a diet and 3) I’m supposed to be detoxing with Luke and 4) I’m on a diet. While everyone else I went with were planning on getting 2 scoops, I stood in line with my mind made up: 1 scoop of Pineapple Sorbet, light & less fatty. When we finally stepped foot into BR I looked at everyone else around me getting 2-3 scoops thinking “oooo such fatties” and placed my order: “Hi, 2 scoops please.“ What? It was like my stomach jumped out and placed the order for me. I had succumbed to the chaos & let my stomach order for my brain. So much for self-control. On top of that - I didn’t even get the flavours I asked for! My 1 scoop of cookie dough & 1 scoop of pineapple turned into cookie dough & citrus twist. I hate lemons & limes! I took it as a sign - I should never let my stomach get the best of me.
Only 2 more months till my aunt’s wedding. Detox begins today, for reals.
Grand Opening
Ola Amigos. Today marks the first time I have my own blogging site that is not livejournal or msn spaces. (Thanks Amrik!) Yes, I realize that my starting to blog is long overdue but as cheesy as it sounds, I need an outlet for my thoughts & feelings.
Woke up today feeling pretty shitty. For the 1st time since I moved from Toronto to Vancouver, I feel like I’ve lost all hope. No movitation to jobsearch, no motivation to workout, no movitation to get out of this rut. I know what I need to do to get myself out of this hole I dug for myself, yet I sit here and mope all day. Hi. I’m Rebecca, I like self-torture. No, not really, but I’m going bonkers being unemployed, lonely in a new city, and away from my family and my best friend. I’ve been diagnosed with homesickness and unfortunately at this point there is no cure. Side effects include multiple personalities such as the possibly happy, content me vs the emo me.
Btw, waiting to hear back from potential job opps is complete agony, especially when they say it could take up till 4 weeks to let me know. Don’t they know that they’re mentally tormenting me?
