Since I've been in such a mire of chaos - cultureshock/reverse-cultureshock, physical illness, opiate withdrawal (followed by relapse), a thousand demands from capitalist life, extreme snow, flooding rain, and summer temperatures all in one month, parental problems, loneliness.... and I lost count - I wonder how I manage to stay sane. Well I do, by taking my prescribed Gabapentin, as well as smallish doses of codeine and wearing nicotine patches. I shit you not.
I plan to phase out the codeine for obvious reasons.
However, in short, I've been falling into a slump, and a very unhealthy one.
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Now to the meat of the matter.
40 is a number that is, in many cultures (including the one I was born into), associated with transformation, particularly of the self.
Therefore, I have decided that, for 40 days, I will do whatever I can to make my days productive.
Today I went for an interview for a volunteer position for the Canadian Cross Cultural Learner centre for a position which I got (however, it officially starts after I attend orientation, a month from now). Still, it is a success.
I also handed out a resume - the best one I made yet - to a local Costco. I am actually feeling accomplished simply by the fact that I did all the resume stuff and actually went ahead and handed it in, since this part was excruciatingly difficult for me.
I also did work around the house to help me mom.
As well, I made some progress fixing my dad's computer.
I also mailed out a book that I sold on ebay (YAY!)
I will be going to excercise shortly.
Yesterday I made lots of important phone calls and I finalized my application to attend college in September by accepting their offer of admission. I also applied for their entrance bursary *fingers crossed*, and I went for a drive to practise my driving skills for the licensing exam.
Wish me luck with my 40-day challenge
. All these little things seem so simple and mundane, but for my state of mind, they are glorious triumphs.
I plan to phase out the codeine for obvious reasons.
However, in short, I've been falling into a slump, and a very unhealthy one.
---
Now to the meat of the matter.
40 is a number that is, in many cultures (including the one I was born into), associated with transformation, particularly of the self.
Therefore, I have decided that, for 40 days, I will do whatever I can to make my days productive.
Today I went for an interview for a volunteer position for the Canadian Cross Cultural Learner centre for a position which I got (however, it officially starts after I attend orientation, a month from now). Still, it is a success.
I also handed out a resume - the best one I made yet - to a local Costco. I am actually feeling accomplished simply by the fact that I did all the resume stuff and actually went ahead and handed it in, since this part was excruciatingly difficult for me.
I also did work around the house to help me mom.
As well, I made some progress fixing my dad's computer.
I also mailed out a book that I sold on ebay (YAY!)
I will be going to excercise shortly.
Yesterday I made lots of important phone calls and I finalized my application to attend college in September by accepting their offer of admission. I also applied for their entrance bursary *fingers crossed*, and I went for a drive to practise my driving skills for the licensing exam.
Wish me luck with my 40-day challenge
. All these little things seem so simple and mundane, but for my state of mind, they are glorious triumphs. 
