This weather has been beautiful. Unreal. Many customers come into the store and share with us how disturbing they think it is. Well fine, it's disturbing, they've got me there. But I still love the absence of winter. No snow. No winter boots. No slush.

I have three weeks of school left and thank goodness. I am bored out of my mind and in need of some adventure. I am ecstatic that I'll be able to enjoy Vancouver Island for two full weeks before I return to the logged blocks and clear cuts. The ocean, the gardens, the cows, the people, the food. Oh, the food. I want to eat fresh food. 

The last weeks I have in Guelph will be busy, and full of time spent on my laptop studying, time with friends on what may be the best front porch in this wee city, and time at the health food store. I want to soak it all in. School in Guelph. Because let's face it. This is the last of that. 

I am trying to enjoy the moment, live in the present. You know... all that cliche stuff. It is all too true though. We always have the ability to learn new things about ourself, step outside of ourselves and observe. I want to embrace the never ceasing opportunity to grow and learn.

With that said, I will go take this opportunity to just get something over with. A quiz. I must say, there's no deeper meaning to it than that. Get 'er done. That's basically it.

nos·tal·gia/näˈstaljə/noun: a sentimental longing for the past, typically

for a period or place with happy personal associations.

The past few days have been wonderful. As soon as the end of a place is in sight, nostalgia sets in. I'll be leaving Guelph in one month, for a little while at least. Immediately all the things I dislike about this place, all the hardships and struggles, all that evaporates into thin air.

And I'm left with all the mushy goodness that warms your heart. All the beautiful people I'm surrounded by and all the change that has resulted from coming here. 

Change is a necessary thing though, and I'm ready for more of it. I still have to pass microeconomics though. And I have a month to do all the things that only Guelph can offer. 

Bittersweet, it is. 

Warm weather is literally like a drug. I cannot believe how ecstatic I am right now to be basking in this wonderful weather. Running in mud puddles along the river is perhaps my favourite thing to do in this city. I am thrilled right now. Blue skies and sunshine are a necessity, if you ask me - a precursor to euphoria. I also think endorphins are one of life's most beautiful gifts.

What a stunning day!

Keeping it seasonal

Beautiful spring day

I am young. Or I'm going through a phase. If there's any reason to not have it figured out, that's the reason people give me. If there's any reason I lack direction, or even any reason that I lack a man, it's that I'm young. Thanks for reminding me everyone. But really, I get it. Just because I'm young doesn't mean I still won't try to find the answers. Just because I'm in a 'phase' doesn't mean I won't try to get out of it.

I think I would like our society much more if we didn't have a word for everything. 

Right. Wrong. Young. Old. Ugly. Pretty. Help. Future. Education. Smart. Skilled. Focused. Lazy. Motivated. Organic. Politically Correct. Black. White. Maybe. Later. Work. Play. Leisure. Rest. Money. 

And phrases. They're even worse. That's just the way it is. When you're older. Just accept it. That's the way the world works. 

Well tell me something. When did we decide the way the world works? When did we decide that it's better to just accept something than to challenge it to no end? When did we decide that knowledge is limited by age? Isn't knowledge limited by experience? 

I'm quite tired of empty words and empty phrases. I really appreciate people who talk less and say more. People who only speak when they genuinely have something to say. I know. Don't remind me. I'm not one of those people. But I still have the ability to value them.

Our world would be so much more beautiful if we valued people for who they are and not how we want to see them. 

Also, the weather today is absolutely incredible. 

Cheese is an expensive hobby

Geeze louise. Making cheese is an expensive hobby. Perhaps one day I will get paid to do it. Recently made another feta. Hung it from the cupboard over the counter top. The whey drained out a lot better. Texture is a little spongey though. I would be much more satisfied with life if I made more cheese more successfully and did less of everything else.

Working at a health food store is great though. I get free samples of essential oils, lots of food, and some other things too. The people I work with are delightful; they're critical thinkers and full of sarcastic humour. I'm enjoying myself. Trying to be intentional about enjoying myself. There's no reason not to.