During this past week I have noticed I often express either one of two emotions, stress or excitement. My schedule for this upcoming week consists of, my grandparents visiting from Newfoundland, three hockey games, Valentines day, a chemistry quiz, work, two assignments in history are due, and finally a hockey practice. In other words "My schedule for this upcoming week consists of, excitement, stress, excitement, stress, stress, stress, excitement." My grandparents are visiting Ottawa to observe both mine and my sisters "play down" hockey games. Play-downs is a series in which you play 6 games, one against each team in the league. The team which has the best record moves onto provincials (aka, stress again).
On Saturday afternoon this past weekend a few friends and I adventured down to the canal. There we skated for around an hour, collected our traditional beaver tail and snapped a few pictures. Following skating we attended bowling in Orleans, where things got insanely competitive between everyone. Mel finished the ten rounds with 107 points, Michelle with 112, Ju with 107 and finally myself with 58.... ugh. After that bowling disaster ended, the gang ended the day on a great note, and we all ate at Boston Pizza.
Work this weekend has been horrible. To start I worked both Saturday and Sunday 8-1, which not to mention are the worst shifts since I open, and I am not found of waking up earlier than 10am on weekends. Morning shifts often attract the crazies (crazy costumers), they either bicker over the prices "THAT'S 1.98$ NOT 1.99$! WHERE IS YOUR MANAGER?", give me attitude or do not speak to at all (probably due to hangovers). On top of things I attended a hockey game Saturday night, therefore I didn't get back home until around 11:30pm. Overall this weekend has been one big blur, due to the fact I was constantly busy.
On Saturday afternoon this past weekend a few friends and I adventured down to the canal. There we skated for around an hour, collected our traditional beaver tail and snapped a few pictures. Following skating we attended bowling in Orleans, where things got insanely competitive between everyone. Mel finished the ten rounds with 107 points, Michelle with 112, Ju with 107 and finally myself with 58.... ugh. After that bowling disaster ended, the gang ended the day on a great note, and we all ate at Boston Pizza.
Work this weekend has been horrible. To start I worked both Saturday and Sunday 8-1, which not to mention are the worst shifts since I open, and I am not found of waking up earlier than 10am on weekends. Morning shifts often attract the crazies (crazy costumers), they either bicker over the prices "THAT'S 1.98$ NOT 1.99$! WHERE IS YOUR MANAGER?", give me attitude or do not speak to at all (probably due to hangovers). On top of things I attended a hockey game Saturday night, therefore I didn't get back home until around 11:30pm. Overall this weekend has been one big blur, due to the fact I was constantly busy.
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