October 15, 2012
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Girl’s night with Gloria
So this past week has been somewhat more hectic as I tried to study for my CHRP exam quite last minute and actually took the exam just yesterday morning. Right after my exam on the same day I decided to treat myself and went for a walk at IKEA as well as spent some few hours doing non sense items including filling my Jones empty bottle with origami and then sticking a Marie pen into the mess
(but hey, it’s art!)I also had a girl’s night out with Gloria which was pretty much a big highlight of the week. That day after work she came to pick me up (I felt so special since no one has picked me up from work here before and just the feeling of walking out and having a car sitting there with someone inside waving at me makes my heart warm and fuzzy inside-note: must be someone I’m close with). Then off we went to Kinyo where we enjoyed 6 amazingly yummy dishes accompanied with two ginger ale vodka drinks. I can’t remember the 6 dishes names but I remembered how I really enjoyed the Mackerel roll (but oh my it was $12!) as well as the egg pudding. The service was extremely well and the waiter was so attentive that he even asked if my cousin was cold upon seeing her put on her jacket and asked if he needed to close the windows for us. I saw a lot of Japanese couples eating there as well so I’m guessing it serves real authentic Japanese food and is a good dating place to go. Anyhow, my cousin and I had a good talk and caught up with each others lives for quite some time, then headed over to Stanley Park for the ghost train ride.
Needless to say, the ride was really meant for children but somehow because of my puny little heart I still got creeped out by the goblins along the way and I ended up taking some pretty scary photos from my iphone of snow white (she was dancing to a lady gaga song though…)
Sometimes it’s hard to enjoy life when you’re sucked into a routine and everything seems so much more dull and unhappy because you don’t have enough of your own time. But sometimes it just takes a click of the mind and change of perspective and everything can look quite different again.
As my cousin shared with me some of her prior experiences when a loved one passed away, I could totally relate to her and exposed to her my fear of losing people around me too. Just the thought of it hurts me and sometimes I’d get panic attacks when I think of how this this that that could happen to my mom when she’s out in the streets. Too many accidents happen everyday and I pray almost everyday that my mom would be safe.
On a happy note, my cousin reminded me that it’s more important to enjoy and treasure the time I have left with my mom.
So…cheers!
