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Can I keep a secret? mm...well not quite. It just feels SO GOOD to tell at least one other person. So..I did. It's not a big, exciting secret, just geeky work stuff that has me thinking of the possibilities. Anyhow. Not like we're the first ones to do it, just perhaps the first ones we know of to do it. :) Work has been good. I've been working at the school the past couple of days instead of out in Maple Ridge, so it's allowed for sleeping in, sunny weather, and getting home faster, if only a half hour when all's said and done. I've been jogging a lot (for me) as of late. This past Saturday, I jogged Stanley Park with my sister. She mentioned, on a whim, that we should run Deer Lake Park. Mind you, Stanley Park is probably five times the distance of Deer Lake. But we made it out in one piece. It felt good to hear the blood rushing and the heart pumping. I did it again on Tuesday before work on the track at school. It was a good start to a normal day. Me, Mike and Greg ended up going to Metrotown for lunch, and I pigged out on yummy U-Grill with baby corn, teri chicken and beef, g. peppers, pineapple, squid, mushrooms, broccoli and cauliflower. Bloody expensive though. I think i'll prep stuff like that at home from now on. Good water pressure on a shower head is *so* hard to find. I remember Cyn saying that the water pressure at her in-laws' flat was "equivalent to two blokes pissing on her head"... meanwhile yesterday, the showers at school after my run fired pellets of scalding hot water on me. I thought I was missing a nipple after that ordeal. Tomorrow I head back to Maple Ridge; Friday I'm back at school. It is a strange transition.. being my instructors' student in one month, then being comrades in the next. It was wierd to work with them, but without their help and guidance the past two days. It's interesting to note the change. ...because in a way, you can't help but acknowledge the difference; I know that they charge well for the use of their facilities and their services, but at the same time I miss that advice and guidance. Especially with Kim, I guess. He was always one of the most helpful instructors; he offered his knowledge no matter if you asked for it or not. They just trust me to know what they've taught me, I guess. Can I say anything about graduation? It was kind of a mixed emotions-day for me. Bittersweet, if you will. I couldn't help but feel some of the trepidation I felt at my high school graduation. The one where I felt sorry for myself and bitter for not doing better, aiming higher. I remember watching with sorrow of my circle of peers accepting their gold cords for continuous honour roll achievement throughout high school, while me, just missing one year, did not. It's a lesson to never let up and to never do the bare minimum. I did feel like Helen was our mom that day. She told us to smile, looked out for us, straightened our grad gowns. Took a helluva lot of pictures. Thank you Helen. Almost time for beddy-bye, but I am hardly tired. Should have gone for a jog.
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