I’m having trouble finishing sewing projects. It’s because once my mom say anything about a piece, I don’t want to touch it anymore. I just rather not be nagged about why I didn’t do it her way. Oh the many projects I’ve ditched for this one reason.
I hate watching the news. I loved living in the bubble of university campus where I had no cares about the world. It’s ignorant of me, but ‘ignorance is bliss’ right? Something random that bothers me on the news is the Toronto municipal worker strike. Not the strike itself that bothers me, but the amount of garbage people have. Organic waste can be composted. But why in the world do people have so much dry waste that they have to dump it in the parks? I’m not saying that I produce no garbage, my house hold has about one bag per week.
Btw, I can’t stop eating those mini vanilla cupcakes.