Went Better Than I Thought

So today went better than I thought.
I got to have lunch there, which was nice.
I showed a guy this card trick when I was waiting.
His friend gave me $5. Which was nice and unexpected.
The skills assessment thing went well, too.
It was written test and math questions so it wasn't all that bad.
I thought it was to do with cooking, but it was to do with grammar.
I brought my text book home. I'm trying to log into the software thing
that comes with the text book. It's been frustrating me.
I tried to reset my password twice, but it isn't recognizing it.
I'm not a fan of how they have it set up.
It tells you to go to the site and then register, but there is no register button.
Then you click on the link for the book, and set up an account,
but it won't let you log in after you do that, so I don't know what to do.
I would have liked if they made it easier to register and access the software.
Maybe I'm doing something wrong.

The software has instructional videos and stuff on it.

I sold some things that I had. Things that I didn't really want to part with.
But I needed the money for this trip so that I could stay at the hostel.
Plus food and trying to get to the funeral.
Still have to figure out how to get there from the hostel.
Anyway, I'll figure it out. It's just not the easiest to navigate a city
that you're not vey familiar with.
I feel better now that I'm not wondering how to get the money.
I was pretty stressed out for a while trying to think of what to do.

Also, I made an appointment with my doctor. Not looking forward to seeing her.
I always leave her office frustrated or disappointed.
Maybe next time will go better than I think.
I'm going to try to get a new doctor though, I just lost my faith in this one.
Not all doctors are good doctors.
Some people like to do the absolute bare minimum in their jobs.
It's always been super frustrating for me because it's caused more problems for me.

It was weird today, I missed a bus on my way home.
So I was like "Oh well, I wasn't meant to be on that bus."
Then there was someone on the bus I got on, who got off at the same stop.
Said he's from Toronto. So I asked him what he does there.
He says he's into the music scene and got a record label.
What's more is that he's heading back to Toronto
on the same night I'm leaving Ottawa and I have to transfer in Toronto
so most likely we'll be on the same bus.

I don't know why I was meant to meet the guy I met today.
But we meet the people we meet for a reason, or for reasons.

It turns out that the program I'm in was only supposed to have 14 people,
but there's 16 students in it. I may be in one of the 2 extra spots.

When I get back to Ottawa, there's going to be a special dinner thing
For the Chef Association thing and all kinds of chefs from all over the city
are going to be going to this place.
The students in my program are invited to go to it
and that means I'll be going to it, too.
What is funny is that it'll be at the college that I used to work at.
I cleaned the washrooms in that restaurant thing where it will be at.
I know a couple of chefs so they might be there.
One is working at the kitchen I used to volunteer at.
One is a friend of my parents and he works at a hotel.
It would be cool to see them both there.

There are a lot of big names, big chefs in the community.
For example, the Chef who cooked for the Govenor General...
It would be cool to get so good at cooking that I could cook for someone famous.
Of course that won't be for a while obviously,
but the goal is that after this course that I can secure employment. Somewhere.
It's a lot of early mornings, though.
I'm leaving home at like 4:30am to get there for 6am.
I've been early, but I'd rather be early than be late.
Yesterday was the first time I slept through the night.

I learned something today, though.
The word restaurant comes from 1765 when a guy started selling soups.
His name was Boulanger. After the French Revolution,
many Chefs opened restaurants in and around Paris.
At the start of the Revolution, there were 50 restaurants.
Just 10 years later, there were 500.

It's just seemingly working out for me. If you'd told me
that I'd be studying to become a chef, I would have laughed.
It still seems unbelievable to me. I haven't told my family, yet.
Not that I've been talking to any of them. They don't call me or anything.
So I decided to go my own way and do my own thing.
If they want to know what I'm up to, they can ask.
Otherwise, they can wonder, if they want to.
Or they can continue not to give a f*ck. Whatever.

It feels weird, all these changes so fast and all of that.
I don't even know how to feel about it, it just feels weird.

It's all about proceedures and ingredients. What to do with what.
It's something I've needed to learn for a long time. A really long time.
Like the Universe said: "I know exactly what you need,
I'll give you this opportunity. You get to decide to take it or not."
I took it, but I will see how this goes.
The Universe rewards us for the effort we make
and the chances we take.

Sometimes we have to just throw ourselves into something
without having much experience in it and gain some by doing things
that we haven't done before. Yeah, it's scary. Yes, it can be hard,
but it can be so worth it. We never know until we try.
All the best chefs in the world had to start somewhere.
They weren't born knowing how to cook.
Someone had to teach them and someone had to teach the people
who taught them. Often family teaches how to cook.
Nobody in my family taught me anything about cooking.
I was just to "stay out of the way."
Anyway, in the next 5 months, I'll learn more than I ever knew.