frosted flakes.

Let’s start with this: I AM HURT, FRUSTRATED, HEARTBROKEN, AND CONFUSED.

I’ve been craving Frosted Flakes for weeks! I even almost ordered them on uber for like 20$ (cuz you know dem uber fees -_-), but I came back to my senses and just told myself I would do a grocery delivery order or just go myself.

It’s currently Easter Monday. I spent the day cleaning while listening/watching the Depp v. Heard livestreamed trial (don’t judge). I was starving by the end of the day and my cantaloup slices were just not cutting it. I wish I had made a delivery order this morning instead of telling myself I would go to avoid the delivery fees, when in fact, I knew deep down I wouldn’t go cuz I’ve been telling myself this for 3 days. So ya….I was still hangry, obvi.

I decided to get my shit together, I put my adidas pants on top of my red satin PJ pants, I put my big hood on to hide my dry ass hair, and I recycled the disposable mask I wore at my parents last night, cuz of course I didn’t do the laundry load I told myself I would do earlier.

ANYWAYS. Long story short: I got there 30 mins before closing (oupss), and….THERE WERE NO FROSTED FLAKES BOXES ON THE SHELVES!!!!!!!! HOW HAVE THEY BEEN MISSING FOR WEEKS???? WHERE THEY AT THO????? WHO BOUGHT THEM ALL?????? WHY HAVEN’T THEY BEEN RESTOCKED???? Questions, but no answer. And a frosted flakes (you don’t deserve to be capitalized rn) free stomach.

I had to settle for Fruit Loops. It’s just not the same (no shade tho). I’m honestly considering reaching out to Kellogg’s to file a complaint.

the irony of groceries and mcdonald's

alright so there’s been a snowstorm in MTL and the streets ain’t cute. okay? and I’ve been telling myself for 2-3 days straight (maybe even more, but I have an ego, so let’s stick to max 3 and pretend I’m innocent) that I’d go grocery shopping and study, downtown.

Welp!

I finally went today, 39 minutes (listen!! a bitch can be specific) before close - ugh I always feel so embarassed walking in cuz I remember when I was a cashier or associate I would, majority of the time, roll my eyes at those last minute customers, espesh if they were paying cash and I had already started counting the cash in my cash register. Whew! How I grew and came to understand what was on the other side! So yeah. I was so effective, with my list, alley itinerary and everything!

Now. Obviously I got so much food, for over 60$ worth of groceries, yet here I was. In line. At a fast food restaurant, which ended up being Mcdonald’s because the cooks weren’t wearing their masks at the shawarma place. ordering a fucking big mac combo at 11.37$, because cheeseburger combos don’t exist???!!!! I remember when their combos were max 7$. I guess that shows my wisdom. How I have seen the world of Mcdonald’s prices go up. I would apply as a panelist to humbly share my experience.

I PROUD OF MYSELF FOR BEING HERE AND NOW IT’S 12:58 AM AND MY EYES ARE STARTING TO FEEL TIRED AND MY GROCERY BAGS ARE IN THE TRUNK AND FOOD IS PROBZ FROZEN AND I WONDER IF THE EGGS ARE OKAY AND NOW I JUST GOTTA GO. oh dear fleeting thoughts. goodbye.

What I learned by going grocery shopping: it's a sport.

My mom’s a nurse. Growing up, she’d be kinda strict around getting us sweets. You know what? scratches chin I think that also has to do with her own mom owning a candy shop, resulting in her young self getting a bunch of cavities…cuz she would fall asleep with her mouth full of candy. Did I say too much? Oh well. So yeah, no Pop Tarts, Fruit-O-Long, or Dunkaroo’s never made it to our pantry. I had to get it from friends at school. I remember thinking they were so cool, with all da goodass snacks. Poor things, I can only imagine opening up a Dunkaroo’s and having 5 people asking you for a cookie. Who do you say no to? So much pressure at such a young age.

Can I get JUST get the muhfkn point? I know, I know. The point is here, and I am there. I honestly just wanted to say that I just had Fruit Loops for dinner. I’m still hungry, so I shouldn’t call that a dinner. Basically, I had a snack for dinner.

I should have started by saying that I literally just went grocery shopping a few hours ago, and I am WAY too tired to go cook up some shit. The grocery bags are still full, on the floor, by the door. I feel like I still haven’t recovered from a workout, and that I need to take a nap to feel alive, but it’s already midnight, so perhaps I should go to bed and wake up hungry and then eat x10.

As you can tell, my thoughts - mind, body, and soul = ALL OVER THE PLACE. Working out will do that for you, I tell ya.