On saturday, I had to work ‘till four thirty, but somewhere near the end of my shift, Ray stopped by and then went to the mall, where I met with him later. We had lunch, went to buy shoes for him, and walked ‘till Spadina. After that, he went home and I stayed at BMV. I was going to a night club with Rita, her boyfriend, and a teacher (creepy, yeah), but she said that she would be late, and I couldn’t wait lonher ‘cause I live so fucking far from downtown.

Sunday, Ray and I went to Canada’s Wonderland again.

First of all, HAPPY TOWEL DAY TO EVERYBODY

Well, I had the day of today, so I went around randomly and it was actually a pretty good day.

Yesterday I saw that some people where doing something to celebrate the day, so I joined in at a flash mob on Chapters that entitled on shopping with a towel, and after to the bar right in front. it was a bit of a let down considering that there was just me and other two guys. But fun anyways. Before that I went shopping, bought some pretty nice stuff for cheap, so that’s a win win. After the bar thing I didn’t want to go home, so I sat at the benches near the Steam Whistle brewery, just in front of the CN Tower and read ‘till it got dark. After that I bought a bagel and came home.

Today I decided to do something different before work. I went to a Brazilian Bakery, that was actually Portuguese like all the other, an then to the park to have a mini pic nic. I took my roller blades and skated from the bakery to Bellwoods-Trinity Park. I stayed there for a bit, roller bladed around for a bit, got a lemonade at Starbucks, and finally headed to work. It was a really enjoyable afternoon.

After work, I though, why not roller blade ‘till Kipling (that’s my station)? Yeah… why the fuck not. I found out why not a bit after. I obviously didn’t go on a straight line, I first went south, then back north to the park where I ate something, then south again and finally west, the way I supposed to go from the beginning. The thing is, The street I was in doesn’t go all the way to Kipling avenue, so I twisted and turned for a bit ‘till I found High Park, the south-east entrance, which I think is the biggest park in town. I got lost in there obviously, and it was already 8:30pm, so I was panicking inside while trying to keep on going. Some how I got to the north-west entrance and to High Park station (even though it sound like not so far, it actually is). In the mid time, I almost went blind with something the flew into my eye, and a piece of wood got in the middle of the rollers making me fall and hurt my ankle and knee. Oh, and a broken nail.

If you know Toronto, you can imagine how far I went. Starting on Dundas and Bathurst, down and west on Adeleide, back north to Queen, west to Ossington, south to King, west ‘till god knows where I just know that I finally found out where Roncesvalles and Queensway are, somehow from there I got to the south-east end of High Park and somehow I got to High Park Station on Bloor.

Do you know when I will do some crazy shit like this again? Never… Although I’ll probably do this again at the next opportunity.

My new ballet flats are not the example of comfort, but hey, what did I expect from a store that doesn’t really have my size? Anyways, this morning I watched the Great Gatsby’s trailer and was utterly disappointed by it. For that, I had an urge to read it again, so I left as soon as I could to go to BMV before work, and there I saw how three bucks turned into sixteen.

“I’ll just buy the cheapest version I find, I already have a collector’s edition at home, so what ever. O but look, this one is new and not so expensive, I’m taking it. Oh, the Call of Ctchulhu and it’s the last one, I should probably take it, what if I can’t find it any more?  Okay, enough of this, to he line now. OH the Hunger Games for just four bucks? I need to read this.”

I spent a total of five minutes in the store, just imagine if some one let me loose in there for a half hour.

Just went to work, and then bought some shoes after. Nothing really interesting