can’t say it hasn’t been a great weekend out at the glacial baker retreat. the cabin crew at kardashians was awesome to chill and room with. it’s great to see everyone together since everyone brings something unique to the table and we collectively make so much happen. i learned that i’m much more suited for urban city than the wilderness, and that i wouldn’t survive in the woods because i can’t start a fire. through this retreat, bonds have strengthened and i definitely look forward to our next outing
after calling out the test for one hundred and thirty students, i get some well deserved mat time. it was insane for me to lead every individual group from white to red belt, more talking than i would do in a whole week. it was more oa test for me than the students as fifties and sixties is the normal range. i don’t think i’ll survive another one of these tests alone so another instructor better step up soon. got home after some window shopping and a long promotion test in time to have my first meal of the day just shy of nine o’clock
i was prepared to spend my day here and walk out with metal inserts. did all sorts of tests, hooked up to machines, confirmed anesthetics, then the surgeon came and said he didn’t believe he could make it any better with a metal plate. i’m more than slightly confused with the turn of events; i don’t have a choice but to follow his plan of action of treatments at his clinic. after four or five hours of checkups and a few holes, i was discharged without being operated on. hospital aside, the transparency at one of my major life event is unacceptable and more than a red flag. i think i’ll forever remember this day as the day my heart broke
one thousand two hundred odd kilometres later, i have made another loop around portland. road trips are meant to be fun but don’t realize how tiring it can be until i get home. intake was upped significantly during the vacation days, i must once again put on eating restraints; maybe i don’t mind having eating disorder again. it’s good to be back home sleeping on my own bed even if it feels like a sauna
when was the last time i smiled from the heart?? please take me back in time and erase the nightmare i’ve been trapped in. there’s just no smiling today; not even the fakest. the only thing i did was cry as it continuously and uncontrollably roll down. my eyes were like waterfall no matter how hard i tried not to think. my eyes are tired, my mind is tired and so is my heart. the uncertainties of what i should do is far from over. i can’t imagine going to work tomorrow and anything acting like myself
it was a marathon day. robot league playoffs followed by a hockey triple header for blings, chicks and sticks, and civil war, all consecutive with an hour rest combined. chiro was not thrilled but in the end he let it be and allowed me go through with it. i had much fun playing in playing in tier 5 hockey for my first time. so glad that higher tier game was the first followed by middle tier and then low because i was out of gas by drop in. my si joint started to give me sharp pains again in the second series of playoffs. it seems like tylenol is part of my diet nowadays just so i can satisfy my basic movements. it would be a lot more fun when i can play pain free again. when will that be??
survived the first day of class and my first assignment is already handed in at the end of class. this isn’t what i was expecting when i read the course description, hand drafting all over again. i haven’t exactly got the prerequisite for this class either but the instructor said i don’t have to worry since my assignment was done well. it’s been a fifteen hour day; my brain is so exhausted and i’m utterly pooped. it was bedtime by the time i got home