i survived!

Every week I think, how am I going to survive this week? But somehow, I manage to get through it in one piece and I treat myself to a nice saturday brunch with my floor mates.

I was chatting with (my-Canadian-born-but-lived-in-Nigeria-for-most-of-her-life-but-went-to-boarding-school-in-the-UK-but-now-is-going-to-Queen's) floor mate, Krysta. I told her I wanted to be done with my undergrad and my masters and get a paying job because I sincerely want to start compensating my mother for all the money she spend own my school and other expenses --- I feel obliged. Krysta's view was radically different from mine, but I could understand where she's standing as well, she said: "well, I wouldn't feel obliged to pay my parents back because I would be doing the same for my children and then my children would do the same for their children... it's just how it is."

maybe my mother brainwashed me ... it's possible. hahaha