Sunday, October 15, 2017

a 30 minute chat with my parents and an actual blog post

Today I walked to College to meet Emily at Second Cup after successfully studying a chapter of physics at Robarts feeling rather pleased with myself, listening to Spotify's Discover Weekly playlist.

As I walked home my dad called eager to help with my Beijing paper and gave me some pointers with China's oil and gas industry and the heavy hydrocarbon problem. He said "most people wouldn't know of these issues but your dad is sensitive to them" while I waited for the streetcar with Emily. As I got off, still talking about anything, I told my dad about volunteering in a high school and he said that was good. We discussed moving back to calgary after university to "find myself", and I honestly didn't expect him to be so understanding all of a sudden. My mom told me Toronto is a dangerous place and I said only the certain parts you gotta watch out for, and we didn't talk for long. I realized she does the same thing I do when I suddenly think of a topic and want to change to it right after my current one, showing it with a bit of hesitation, and a "but, um...".  My sister talked to me about school at FEO and how she saw my picture on the wall and how she had weird classmates and was wearing a red riding hood costume for halloween.
It made me sad all of a sudden to think about all these events I'll be missing out on. But I can relive them through the pictures my parents will hopefully take. It doesn't seem like they enjoy taking pictures very much only for life landmark events or to show to their friends and distant family. Both me and my sister remember Mr. Yaris from FEO, which was kind of great.

I feel good being more independent. Especially after my parents called. Even though I didn't tell them how I was feeling talking to them about other things really helped. As it usually does after a good phone call. Even a bad phone call gives me contact I guess. 

some names jennifer has for margaret atwood:
Megan atweed
megan arwood