Lately, I've been doing a whole lot of nothing. Just sitting at home and twiddling the days away as I await my Visa. I really ought to be doing something constructive while I wait. Writing the next great Canadian novel, volunteering with sick children, whatever...but I don't know. Am I being selfish for thinking that maybe I deserve a bit of a break after 4 years of school and an incoming full-time job that does in fact require overtime (that I probably won't get paid for) in a foreign country where I won't know anybody?
That being said, I cannot wait to get my Visa. I can't wait to go over there and actually (at least pretend to) be a contributing and useful member of society.
I just wonder where this need to be needed comes from. It's like the opposite of being needy. I don't need other people to constantly reassure me, I need other people to need me to be useful in their lives? Not that that's any less selfish. Actually, maybe that's just another interpretation for needy.
See, when I have too much time to do nothing, I think, and that is a dangerous combination.
Yesterday, I went with my family to Vaughan Mills. I've never been there before but I was told to be unimpressed and I was in fact, unimpressed. We didn't really have time to even go through the whole mall as we budgeted for 2 hours and my mom took bloody forever in one store. Unfortunately, we didn't get to walk through the enormous and fancily decorated fishing store but we're already making plans to go back (uh...yay?). I bought a total of one cookie and one hairclip while I was there. My mother also bought me this very cute, very Asian lunch box to take with me to England. You know the kind. I really love it though, it's so cute! And convenient! It has polka dots!
You know, I keep whining about still being treated an feeling like a kid and here I am gushing about polka dots. Whatever.
That being said, I cannot wait to get my Visa. I can't wait to go over there and actually (at least pretend to) be a contributing and useful member of society.
I just wonder where this need to be needed comes from. It's like the opposite of being needy. I don't need other people to constantly reassure me, I need other people to need me to be useful in their lives? Not that that's any less selfish. Actually, maybe that's just another interpretation for needy.
See, when I have too much time to do nothing, I think, and that is a dangerous combination.
Yesterday, I went with my family to Vaughan Mills. I've never been there before but I was told to be unimpressed and I was in fact, unimpressed. We didn't really have time to even go through the whole mall as we budgeted for 2 hours and my mom took bloody forever in one store. Unfortunately, we didn't get to walk through the enormous and fancily decorated fishing store but we're already making plans to go back (uh...yay?). I bought a total of one cookie and one hairclip while I was there. My mother also bought me this very cute, very Asian lunch box to take with me to England. You know the kind. I really love it though, it's so cute! And convenient! It has polka dots!
You know, I keep whining about still being treated an feeling like a kid and here I am gushing about polka dots. Whatever.
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