In The Mind Of A Massage Therapy Student!

Well when you go to get a wonderful massage and well great afterword it seems so easy.  It looks like the easiest job in the world.  It is to an extent...However, being a student is the hard part.  I've just finished my two year studies with Everest College and it was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do.  I had to re-learn science all over again, we have to know everything about the body.  Anatomy, Physiology, Neurology, Kenesiology, Pathophysiology, Business, Pharmacology, Assessments, Remedial Exercise, and the actual Massage Techniques.  Somehow I made it through, I'm just waiting to do my registry exams and all is done.  I think the hardest part for me was going to the cadaver lab and actually looking at dead bodies to learn about the muscles and where they actually are.  I'm really proud of my accomplishment and can't wait to work in the field.  I know that once I'm out there, all this information overload was worth the stress.  World here I come!

Drug Deals Hmmm...Dislike!!!

Walking down Queen Street with my baby, such a lovely night, we walk past two people that are in the middle of a drug deal.  Trying to be so secretive about it, they actually are being very obvious about it.  The funny part...There was a cop right across the street that didn't see it.  I try to keep a positive look on my city, trying not to look at the evil side.  However, more and more each day I see all the little flaws and the fact that cops are not seeing it all...I mean all he was doing was standing there looking the other way.  Oh well, as long as no one gets hurt.  I'm still going to look at my city with a positive eye, it's the the fault of the city, just some of the people walking around in my city.  This is why I don't want to raise kids in the downtown core, I want to live down here for a while, but once the kids come along I want to move more west in Toronto.  Growing up in the suburbs, these things happened less, I know they happened, just less.  Plus everything was more quiet.  I would never want to move back to Mississauga, it's just not me anymore.  I will have more career opportunities here, RMT's are always wanted downtown; more clinics and spas as well.  I do think that the drug deals should move to the alleys, stay away from my streets.

I Don't Understand Drunk Adults...Looking For Love

Looking outside the window into the club district of Toronto I see masses of people walking around, they are running from club to club drunk and unaware of anything they are doing. Mostly what I see is young girls looking for love and young men looking for girls who will fall for there phony lines to get them into bed. These young men and women do this every weekend in hopes for the same thing. From the eyes of a sober person, these so called adults look like children, running around yelling and screaming; making complete idiots of themselves. The worse part is when you see some poor drunk girl with her skirt hiked up, being dragged around by her so called boy of the night, puking all over the place. I don't understand when they walk around barefoot, only because their heels hurt or they can't walk in them anymore...Hello, carry flats in your purse, you could step on something and catch a disease. Or worse, being dragged to an alley and being sexually taken advantage of. I do realize some girls like this, but if your looking for love YOU'RE NOT GOING TO FIND IT HERE my darlings. The other day when I was looking out the window I noticed these same girls walking around with no coat on, mind you freezing their butt off, with the famous "Hey baby, look at me!" from across the street. To top it all off there is the fighting. Put some alcohol in someones system and they think it gives them the right to start fighting and yelling, violence is not acceptable. I really don't want this in my city. As my man says..."I give Hookers more credit, by A girl in a club a couple of drinks which costs you $15.00 and you get to have sex with her, she's a whore. Pay a hooker $200.00, she gets more respect because at least she's working". Believe it or not but it does make sense. Girls get some respect for yourself, you want to find that man of your dreams? Go to a bookstore, see who's checking you out. Look around at your next Yoga class, the cute guy at the end might be looking right at ya. Maybe, just maybe, you've been walking past your soulmate everyday on your way to work, you just never noticed. When you look cheap, that's exactly what you are.
Future posts are on there way.