Can I f* you?

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I never realize that a whole week almost passes after each post. I just keep thinking I'll accumulate some more thoughts before posting, and then boom - a week. Life after graduation feels weird, especially because so many things are still uncertain =[ Yet I offer my exhausted hand to my peers and loved ones, helping even when I haven't finished helping myself. Today I was awkwardly supporting three very important people in my life, each of them on a different matter. I was going to develop a text about how ironic that is, but I realized that I was being supported at the same time without even noticing. I should think twice before expanding on gratefulness then ;-]

Last Saturday I had to go to Ontario Place for a corporate training. They gave me a lecture on the mission of the organization, and how every employee counts and blablabla. I liked many aspects of the presentation, but it was depressing to imagine myself having those uninteresting college students as co-workers. I'm pretty sure I'll find some nice girl to chat with, though. I continued my green tea therapy throughout the day, and I already started feeling the difference! I don't think I did anything important after coming home, so that should be it.

Sunday I probably slept in, and then got ready to meet with my mentor. We were going to walk around St Lawrence Market area, but it was raining =[ I tried to go to some of the restaurants from my TVA guide, but they were either closed or awkwardly empty. We ended up eating an expensive sushi on Yonge, and then going for the wrong cheesecake at Second Cup. We talked a lot, and if I wasn't so tired we would be together for longer, but I wanted to come home and rest.

On Monday I woke up with a silly dilemma: should I go buy groceries and come back for breakfast, or should I have breakfast and then go buy groceries? I chose the second option, but I wasn't very fortunate since I couldn't find a cool breakfast place from my place all the way to Bloor and Dovercourt. I didn't find anything there either, but I told myself that if I didn't find anything before Pizza Pizza I would eat junk. At least there was this bakery right in front of it, so I had two croissants with some green tea. I then finished my long promenade to Dufferin Mall and did my groceries. On my way back I decided to take the Dupont bus again (I always make that mistake). In the afternoon I had to go to Pharma Medica for a screening appointment, and that took way longer than I expected. I left there after 5pm, and thought it would be nice to take a look at stores around Fairview Mall. I'm glad I went into Urban Planet because I found these interesting shoes for $20 =] I had sushi again and for dessert I bought this horrible 3-layered cake with cheap green tea. It was already dark when I got home, so I just went to bed.

I had to wake up early again on Tuesday because I was hired to work for Russel Pangborn at the conference he organized for the Toronto Users of the iSeries. I assisted some of the presenters throughout the day handing out feedback forms and solving minor problems they could have. I wasn't very lucky with the room I was assigned to, because all of the presentations I watched were veeeery basic. I enjoyed the day, though, and if the food was a little better I would've gotten out of there with a positive balance from the experience. After I was done, I rushed downtown to find the Express crowd at Rainbow Cinema for our movie night. Everyone else watched Kick-Ass, but I watched Chloe by myself. It's not an incredible movie, but it was nice to watch it. I found the people at the end of the session again, and we decided to go out to eat. I suggested the Thai place I tried to go on Sunday, but again we couldn't go there - this time it was almost closing. We went to a different Thai place just beside it, and it looked really fancy =P I'm glad it wasn't expensive, otherwise we would've had a very awkward moment. I didn't enjoy the food very much, but everyone else seemed to have liked it. David also enjoyed the Mexican server who we thought was a Thai child worker. Zulema got his telephone number so that our group could "hang out" with him later. David, the dykes, and I chatted a little bit after dinner before going home. I feel out of place giving relationship tips to people while I'm having such a good time with mine. I got home quite late, but luckily I could sleep in the next day =]

Wednesday I had my first appointment with my new family doctor. I'm glad that the Sherbourne Health Centre is so newcomer-friendly =] I talked with the coolest nurse I've ever met, and my family doctor is a sweetheart. I even feel like pretending I'm sick to go spend some time with Mary and Edward =P After my appointment I went up north to the YMCA in North York to try to get someone involved with their Job Connect program. It's very dumb of them to limit the assistance they give to people unemployed, forcing newcomers to either rely on welfare or lie about their jobs. I got their card, and maybe I will contact them again next week. After that I took in a deep breath to try easing the situation at Rogers again, and this time things were easier - nothing perfect, but at least reasonable. I then came downtown to make a payment at the Wind store, and after buying more underwear and walking around a little bit, I went to the BMV on Spadina and Bloor. I bought Master and Maragarita, as well as Lolita =] Now I can't wait to read them. I finished the day at home having a really great time taking a bath ^^ Life is so full of colours I can't even describe it with black and orange words.

Then back to today, I woke up early to go to 74 Victoria Street support another refugee hearing. I was not allowed into the room again, so I spent part of my 4-hour waiting time talking to Suhail, and the other part reading the first chapters of Master and Margarita. When Rauf finally came out of the room, he told me they couldn't finish the hearing today, so they scheduled a second part for August =/ We left the place with a FML feeling, but we slowly got better as we talked about the things we've been doing while we don't see each other. We went to Lalibela for some Ethiopian food, and I still don't understand how I went from starving to very full within a few seconds. My stomach didn't understand either, so I had to rush home after saying goodbye to Rauf. Now I'm here chilling out and gathering strength to do things I need to do. I wish I could just take a special person with me to a time-and-space void where I could appreciate all the affection and intimacy I've been craving lately. Let's hope for better days ahead since that's not possible =]

SeeYa,
Feliploko, who's precisely yours.

Fortune of the day: Learn Chinese

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I didn't even realize I haven't been here for almost a week =P If it wasn't for the time I spend on the computer waiting for the next episode of Fisica o Quimica to finish downloading, I wouldn't post so soon! Well, I am finally done with the first stage of my post-secondary education in Canada =] I should be more excited than I actually am, but it's hard since I still need to get rid of some stress that has been accumulating in me lately. While I work on that, let's relate how the week went.

Monday I had my very first final exams. I was kind of ready for JAC, and I'm glad that it wasn't too hard. I pretty much had to write the same code I wrote on my practices and assignments, which hopefully means I can get an A+ with Peter Liu =] I had a break before the second exam, and for the most part of it I was still suffering from the terrible feelings of the weekend. I was handling the evil impulses way worse than I did on Sunday, but finally I found some distraction to keep me from torturing myself. For some odd reason I was expecting the impossible, and it actually happened. It went well since I was practicing it in my mind the whole day, so the shadow of the weekend was replaced with a sunny warm spring day just before one of the hardest exams I had this semester. I didn't take the time to study for it, but inspiration made me give smart answers to the questions that I didn't know. Hopefully Anthony Austin will give me a B, since an A would be dreaming too high. After the exams I just went to get some food and come home to rest.

Tuesday I went very unprepared for my INT4 exam because I didn't have the energy to spend the night studying for it. I started terribly, and I even thought I was going to fail it. I managed to finish a reasonable deliverable, although I could not test it since I was getting this stupid connectivity error. If Ian Tipson is the person I feel he is, I will not only pass the subject, but also get a B in it. I had about 30 minutes to change my mindset to C++ after the first exam, and it wasn't very hard to do that. Fardad Soleimanloo's exam was very simple, and I even feel like I aced it. If it wasn't for the problem in my group assignment, I would get A+ in OOP was well. I left Seneca and went to TD Bank at Steeles and Bathurst to try to help solving some issues, and fortunately everything went fine. I then decided to hang out a little bit around the area, and my mood went up around 7 points (like when you play The Sims). As a result I got late for Express, but it was ok since Zulema, Lilian, Brent and I went for coffee anyway. We didn't stay out too late, so I actually got enough sleep that night.

Wednesday I was already feeling much lighter, since the hard exams were already done. DBS was a piece of cake, and I feel like I aced it too. However, I'm sure Nebojsa Conkic will penalize me for some stupid distraction since I was the first to hand in the paper. I came home after realizing it was useless to get Sarah Tan-See's help with my OHIP application when I'm not really eligible for it in the current situation. I quickly ate something and then went to St Christopher's House to watch a presentation on how to be a motivational speaker for the United Way. I was slowly pushed into this new extra volunteer position that might consume some of my time later this year, but maybe it will give me some interesting benefits. The presentation was good, and after it I went to Rosedale station to try to solve something at Rogers. The stupid clerk couldn't do anything for me, so I just left the store and went for a walk in the rich neighbourhood. After some moments meandering, I came home and watched the short movie Partially Cloudy again, and then Amelie Poulain =] That was it that day.

Thursday was the day of the last of my final exams from my ultimate semester =D Sounds exciting, but I wasn't really feeling like it was a "ponto final" kind of day. I wrote beautiful essays for Robin Potter to tell me they're perfect and grade me with a fucking B. Maybe an A will come along, but I don't want to think about it. I waited around the college doing some random stuff after my exam, so that Minoo could finish her English test as well and we could go together eat something as planned. Matt and Amy ran away from us (as I thought they would), so we just went to Steeles and Bathurst as opposed to going all the way to Vaughan. We ate at this Chinese buffet that had good food, but didn't really impress me. We left when we had loitered enough, and as I said goodbye to her I went to Superstore to have a sit and try solving the Roger's problem over the call centre. After two torturing hours of meaningless arguments, all I got was a big frustration of not getting anything solved and the bad energy from sex-deprived call-centre representatives (and their managers). I tried hard to keep my mood up after that, but I couldn't, so I just came home to watch this weird Spanish movie I had downloaded some time ago (Quemar las Naves).

Friday was almost like one of the chill-out days I used to have before my classes at UFMG and also before my classes at Seneca. I slept in, had what I wanted for breakfast, and felt no rush until I realized I still have an apartment and a job to find. I decided to start the green tea therapy to hopefully get rid of my pimples, so I drank almost 2 litres throughout the day (which made me go to the washroom all the time). In the afternoon Oli called me to meet him at Kensington market and try to find places for rent as an alternative for looking online. We didn't have much success, but we got an idea of the price range for shared rooms there. When he couldn't walk anymore, we went to this new coffee place on College and Bathurst that was way too dark. We stayed there planning our apartment-hunt steps, and then we walked to the Queen's Park so that I could take the subway and he could go visit a friend. Once I got home, I just watched another episode of Fisica o Quimica and kept chilling out. =]

SeeYa,
Feliploko, who likes you.

Money is like manure; it's worth nothing unless it's spread out encouraging young things to grow

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Hello everyone, my name is Felipe. I am 22 years old, was born in Brazil, and have been here for almost two years. My weekend was awful, but thankfully the awfulness of it ended with the start of the new week. At one place, I will focus on the little positive things about the recent facts; here I will focus on the negative.

The Friday that followed the horrible Thursday wasn't very interesting. Although I went out for an interview with the newspaper Xtra, I couldn't wait to get back home and keep consuming my sadness. I held my phone close to me all the time, hoping for something that didn't happen. Even worse, hoping for it was later considered a mistake, which I still ought to understand. No motivation to work on my assignments, no motivation to call a friend and ask for support. Despite all the other six fingers, the big fat thumb of the stages of loss was overruling. But ok, enough.

Saturday I took some action, but apparently it was too late. I appreciated going to Inside Out's Screen-a-thon with Suhail and Clare, but many times I caught my glance in the mirror looking awfully sad. I wonder why nobody approached me to say anything; I guess they were all intimidated by the scary castle walls. When I came back home I did nothing for a long long time. I stared at the watch waiting for it to turn into 11pm so that I could maybe try something else to solve things, but time passes really slowly when you're keeping an eye on it. So then I did call around 11pm, but I got no answer. I left a voice mail, and imagined that I would get a call back. For an unknown reason I started feeling bad because I knew the call I was waiting for would never come. I shook in my bed with anxiety nausea and grief spasms, continuing to suffer by anticipation for something that I had no clue that was actually happening. One more call around midnight, and the lack of answer that time gave me the last bit of unsustainable certainty that I needed to get to the bottom of the pond. I don't know how I managed to sleep, but I wish I had stayed awake to avoid the nightmares that came with that.

Sunday was the darkest day (to surprise those who thought it can't get worse). I had my training day at Ontario Place, and my negativity made me hate my job before even start it. When I finally got out of that hell, I tried calling once more. This time, an answer, but the tone of the voice confirmed everything that I didn't want to be confirmed. I tried to stay calm, and I swear I avoided most of my childish behaviours, but unfortunately some of them are just way too much unconscious. I fabricated answers, rushed a decision, and emotionally blackmailed. Nice combo for someone trying to repair things. At the end of the call I felt like I wouldn't get any news for weeks, but I didn't want to believe it. I almost sought help before going home, but running away was much easier. I spent the rest of the day alternating between my cold lonely futon mattress and my tedious assignment I needed done. I obviously didn't finish the assignment 100%, but I explained the situation to my professor, who understood and accepted my submission. I was calmly sleeping off my sorrow when Mister P then gets home and starts another Opera Scandal. I'm not sure what happened this time, but it came along with all the traditional ranting that I don't need to explain here. I had very little sleep between his finale and my alarm clock, so that knocked off my humour to 100km northeast of Baghdad.

SeeYa,
Feliploko, who could be either a Good Boy or a Bad Boy

Você precisa saber da piscina, da margarina, da Carolina, da gasolina

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Ouvindo Gal Costa hoje a tarde eu tive vontade de postar em Português. Coisa rara isso, que só acontece a cada muitos posts. Eu começei esse post na quarta-feira, mas toda a tradicional barulheira que o Patrick começou a fazer me destraiu e eu tive que parar.

Minha quinta foi péssima, porque pelo primeira vez os oitos's superaram os oitocentos' e eu explodi. Combine bossa nova, dose dupla de café e uma pequena discussão com o namorado e é isso que dá. Estou carregando um mundo de problemas nas costas por muito tempo, e sou viciado em carregar um pouco do mundo dos outros também. Não sei quando eu aprendo...

Lembro da minha psicóloga Nívea me explicando o quão ansioso meu coração está para ser livre, e o quão louco eu o deixo com as grades de espinhos que minha mente coloca na sua jaula. A paranóia do pobre órgão é tanta que quando eu começo a dar-lhe um pouco de liberdade, ele não consegue se manter. Eu queria saber amar como uma pessoa normal. Meu peito é tão frio e gélido com pessoas que minha mente não quer que estejam por perto, que quando a temperatura finalmente aumenta ela fica tão quente que nem eu agüento a pressão.

O amor fica preso na garganta e na junta dos dedos. Eu não falo e não escrevo, mas meus olhos não conseguem prender da mesma forma. E aí minha mente começa a machucar meu pobre coração outra vez, porque eu não quero mesmo sofrer denovo. Minha lógica estúpida espera reciprocidade mesmo sabendo que cada um é cada um, e que nada vai mudar isso. A amarga dúvida se ele sente o mesmo ou não é pior do que a certeza inventada de que ele não sente.

Eu não quero assustar mais um que apareceu em minha vida em um momento tão inapropriado. Dessa vez se ele corre eu tenho menos ainda pra me manter caminhando. E logo quando eu preciso colocar um ponto final na aquisição do meu diploma, achar um emprego que é a única porta para a cidadania canadense, e me mudar pra um lugar que não vá fazer meus pais acharem que eu sou indigente quando vierem me visitar.

Não sei mais o que escrever. Vou terminar o post por aqui e continuar digerindo o gosto amargo do gol contra.

SeeYa,
Feliploko, um desafinado que também sabe amar.

Lala Lala La

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So I got motivated to work on my blog project again. Maybe after my final exams, if I have some time, I will try to finish the database parsing (this time in java). Life is ok, being 8 or 800 as usual. Every day I get terrible news, as well as awesome motivations. Let's try something different this post.

Friday's up was a great movie time with Zulema and Lilian, and its down was having something not that great at Live. It started with an early JAC test at school, which I did very well, then I had to meet my group after the EAC class to plan our presentation. We agreed on what to do and how to prepare, then we parted and left. I came home to wait for Zulema to show up, and since she came by herself in the afternoon we decided to watch the first episode of Fisica o Quimica while we waited for Lilian. When the nazi-fascist showed up, we started watching this Italian lesbian movie that turned out to be quite good. We then decided to eat out, so I finally got the opportunity to go eat at Live. I expected much more from what I got, though =[ Maybe I just didn't choose the best thing for me, but I really didn't like it. The Brazilian server from Porto Alegre was very nice, though =] I'm not sure if I should go back...

Saturday's up was a great karaoke night with the girls, and its down was Rauf not showing up for us to see another apartment. I knew he would probably sleep in after partying on Friday night, but I hoped he would be a little more involved in the apartment hunting. I've been doing most of the work on my own, and that's very frustrating. If I weren't so understanding of his own problems I would give up the idea of moving in together =/ Anyway, I worked on my assignments while I was bored at home, and around 5pm I went to visit a new friend who lives around Front and Spadina. We had a good time chatting, but then I had to leave around 7pm to come back home and keep working on my projects. Zulema and Lilian showed up here around 10pm (2h late, lol) and we chilled while we waited for Natalia to join us. When she finally did, we left to go to a karaoke place =] BMB doesn't have a liquor license anymore, so we tried another place. When we found out that the waiting time for the other place was way too long, we just went to a bar to have a drink before going back to BMB. We got a room for two hours, and the four of us had a great time terribly singing our favourite songs. Once in a while we would choose a popular song just to realize how we suck at well-known lyrics xD We left almost at 4am, and I walked home with Natalia, then we parted and left.

Sunday's down was a weird experience in west Toronto that I will not mention, and its up was a good time with my mentor Kevin. I slept in a little bit, waking up just in time to get ready to go to high park. Both Kevin and I were early for our meeting =P We walked up and down the park for a long long time, and we chatted a lot. One memorable conversation we had was about having kids and how that relates (or affects) a relationship you might have. I really don't know how my romantic life will be in 8 years, but whatever it is, I want to start the process of having kids then =] We walked to the little Ukrainian village after we got tired of the park, and I was mesmerized by the eastern european look of the passerbies (?). We had a fake smoothie at Timothy's, and then we took the subway back downtown. I had to get some money before coming home, and then I kept working on my assignments that I had to finish before midnight. I'm glad they're done now!

Monday's down was realizing I cannot get the job Fardad recommended me to, but its up was that I had a really good interview with this leadership program called Emerge. I went to class in the morning, and I had my DBS test. It wasn't too bad. I decided to go all the way to Sheppard after that to take the subway down to Yonge and Bloor and go to my bank. I had my businesses appreciated there, and then went to the little underground market to get some socks and underwear (=]). I ate at ManchuWok after, and took the TTC down to Queen and Dufferin for an interview I had scheduled. I recently applied for this leadership program (Emerge) that would train me during some weekly sessions this year, and then put me into an exchange program next year. I would then host someone from another country for 2 weeks (something like couch surfing, hehe) and then go somewhere for free for another 2 weeks. Cool, isn't it? I was fortunate enough to run into Nat from the People's Project just before my interview, so things started well since the interviewers were friends of her. Also, one of the people from Emerge worked for METRAC before, so I didn't even have to explain how great the program I participate in is. The interview was amazing, and I got a feeling they really liked me. Fingers crossed for a positive call at the end of the month. After leaving Manifesto's studio I went to get some food and then finally came home.

Tuesday's up was a nice sushi time after Express, and its down was the onion on the pizza they had at the meeting. I went to class in the morning, and the main portion of my time was spent preparing and delivering my EAC presentation. It ended up being really good, so I hope my teacher will give us a grade good enough for me to get an A+ in this subject. I gave up hoping for an A in other subjects (such as INT3 and INT4), but hopefully I will get some A's and some with pluses. I came home for a bit before leaving to Express, and still I was early for the group. We had an interesting talk with one of the doctors from Sherbourne, but I was sad and hungry the whole time since the vegetarian pizza had onions for the first time. Natalia and one of the new Jamaican guys came with me and Nadia after the group for a Jane's Walk meeting, and we reviewed the possible stops on our walk that will happen a couple weeks from now. Natalia wanted to eat something after our promenade, so we went to a sushi place instead of the Second Cup on Charles as we had previously planned. I had some pieces of different vegetables and one of tofu. We then walked to Bay station and parted and left as usual =]

SeeYa,
Feliploko, who thought he was a fool for no one.

Ceturtdiena

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Bleg pizdec. Some days I just feel like lying down somewhere and not thinking about anything. I can't help but to feel helpless when the world spins too fast.

My Tuesday was busy as usual. After classes I went straight to Express, and from there I had to leave early to go for an appointment at the 519 that was supposed to be some help with my taxes. Everything went fine in the beginning, but when I tried to explain my income and expenses, they turned their back on me saying I was not eligible for the services. Just one more reason to dislike that place... I tried to not think about it afterwards, but it was quite hard. I walked home and stopped at Shopper's to buy fruits (lol) and chips. On my way I bumped into Pei in her roller skates going to see her pseudo-girlfriend. After hanging out a little bit in my neighbourhood, I came home and turned on my computer to check some stuff and send some emails. I started smelling something burning, and I realized way too late that there was a candle just behind my computer -.- It melted a little portion of my laptop's lid. That destroyed my mood for the rest of the night, so I went to bed.

Wednesday I had my two classes as usual, then I waited a little bit at the college to talk to Sarah from the International Student Centre. She gave me brochures of companies that provide medical coverage for recent graduates, and she clarified for me the issue with work permits taking some time to be approved. Then I came home to eat something and wait for good news to come. Good news came, and I enjoyed the feeling the whole afternoon. I dare to say this is something that I never experienced before. It's so intense that I get scared sometimes and feel like my buttons are being pressed. But I try not to think too much about it. I ate at the Magic Oven since Live was too crowded, which ruined my plans of eating there. After a very good pizza with pesto (but without Pesto =[), I took the subway to the Scotiabank Theatre to watch Alice. Oh my! How I love Helena in this movie! Anne was good too, and a laughed every time she appeared. It was raining when I left the cinema, so I took the streetcar to the subway. Once I was home, it was already bed time =]

Today (and I am finally posting on the right day =P) I woke up around 9am to get ready to see Suhail. He offered to help me with my taxes, since I wasn't having any luck anywhere else. We finished everything really quick (<3 Susy) and I even joined SOY's fundraising team for Inside Out. Before I left Clare talked to me about the Youth Line Awards this year, and she wants to nominate me =] It would be very nice to get to go to the event I went last year to congratulate Natalia. So I stopped at the Post Office to drop my tax return package and then came home around 1pm. I was so tired (if that's the right word) that I spent the afternoon napping on the couch. I woke up in time to call Rauf to remind him we needed to go see an apartment next to the beaches. We went there around 7pm, and although the place is interesting, it is overpriced and the landlord want it rented by May 1st. The streetcar was diverting its route around that area, so we uselessly waited for it for some time. When we decided to walk, we saw it coming from elsewhere. We hopped onto it and I left Rauf when we were passing by the No Frills on Parliament. I finally did the grocery shopping I was supposed to do last Sunday. So with everything I needed in my bags I came home and sighed. With no patience to study for my test tomorrow or to finish my assignments due this weekend, I just sat on the couch to watch another queer movie on my computer. And life goes on...

SeeYa,
Feliploko, who's lost part of his muchness.

An extra bed

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Me and my bad habit of forgetting to post... Let's see what I remember.

Saturday was a big day. My first task was to go back to the Davisville Village to check other apartments that my friends and I can afford. We waited a long time to finally see this 3-bedroom place that is really nice. Too bad Rauf and I cannot find a third person who agrees to live in that area for that price =/ We parted and left then, and met again around 6pm to check another place at Rosedale. PQP in that neighbourhood: lots of beautiful houses and cute people. The only major downsize is the distance from the subway... We crossed that option from our list and while Rauf went home, I joined Zulema, Lilian, David, and Lindsay at a Japanese restaurant for the evening. They didn't have sushi, but we ate lots of other Japanese things. Natalia, Kevin, and Rauf joined our group later in the evening. We slowly convinced people to come to the Wreck Room with me and Natalia, but we took way too long to get ready. When we arrived at Bathurst station it was already past midnight, so we all had to pay $5 to go in. Kevin and Lindsay didn't like the place, so they left early. Rauf was next, and even Olim's crowd went home before they usually do. Natalia and I stayed there a little longer, dancing to our music style until we left to take the last subway.

On easter Sunday I woke up early because I wanted to go to Finch station in the morning. I had a hard time looking for a good place to have breakfast, so since I didn't find any, I went to this bad coffee place there. I had a mushroom omelette and some coffee. I walked around the area a little bit, and then tried to go to No Frills, but I forgot it was a holiday Sunday -.- I came back downtown and after changing clothes I went to harbourfront to meet my mentor from SOY's mentorship program. It was our first meeting, but it already happened naturally. Kevin (my mentor) is a really nice guy, and he talks in a way that I understand and about things I agree with. We walked all over the lake shore (you know what I mean), and I even saw some places I haven't seen before. We finished the afternoon having cold drinks from Second Cup, which made us feel cold. I said bye to Kevin and took the TTC back home to finish my day watching Fisica o Quimica on my computer.

I don't recall doing anything special on Monday. Apparently I just went to school, came back home to work on some projects and watch series/movies, then I went to get some food and came back home. Finito.

SeeYa,
Feliploko, who can't make an omelette without breaking a couple egos

Have you... foccaccia lately?

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The pontinho became an exclamation mark, but it still serves the same purpose =P At least some traditions changed as the years passed, and now I don't have 3 or 4 paragraphs anymore. Life is good, I feel articulate lately, and I've been trying to keep anxiety at least 6 meters away. Let's get to my week, then.

Tuesday I had to skip some of my classes to make a very important call. I didn't expect to be on hold for so long, but at least I got everything settled. It was the first time I was on the phone for 100 minutes =P If I were still with Fido, my monthly daytime minutes would be over on the first day of my billing cycle! I'm glad I'm with Wind now, although it had disappointed me in some aspects already. Anyway, I went to Finch station after I solved my thing on the phone, and from there I wanted to go to RBC, but my damn bank closes at 4:30pm, so I couldn't do that. I went to Express, and we chatted and mingled until 8pm, when Suhail kicked us out. The girl from Jane's Walk came to meet us afterwards, and I convinced Natalia to join us in the walk. We promenaded through the village thinking of our route for this year, and that brought us lots of memories. We finished the walk at Pizza Pizza, and then took the subway home. It was funny to come all the way to my street to realize Nadia actually lives right across from my building. If we weren't moving out we could become come-over friends.

Wednesday I had my two classes in the morning, and then I came downtown to solve lots of things. I first went to METRAC to get my cheque and chat with Keli. She's going to South Africa in the summer! That's so cool. After that I went to the bank to do everything I needed to, and I thought my balance would be much better than what it actually is right now =[ I have to do my hardcore savings again. So then I came home quickly to snack something before going to SOY, and I ended up being 10min late again because I had to walk on College instead of waiting for the damn streetcar. I met my new match on the mentoring program, and he seems to be such a nice person! I totally trust Suhail, and after hearing that he was the one to suggest that Kevin should be matched with me, I didn't have to think twice. We decided to go out for the first time on Sunday, so it was all good =] From there I took the streetcar (grr) to Little India and walked down on Coxwell to the beaches. I hung out a little bit there, appreciating the beautiful weather. When I got hungry I took the Queen streetcar to Chinatown and walked on Kensington market for a while. I decided to eat at King's Cafe this time, and I was surprised that such a good-looking place can be so affordable. It wasn't even a penny more expensive than the other places I usually go to. When I left it was already getting cold, so I just took the TTC back home to finish my day.

Thursday I went to school and gave Minoo her easter egg. She's one of the three awardees this year =P We ate together at the TEL cafeteria, and then she had to go to a doctor's appointment. I stayed for my INT4 class, and by the end of it I had such a terrible headache that I couldn't think of anything other than coming home to rest. I was very unfortunate to figure out way too late that Patrick had planned a romantic dinner for his boyfriend that evening. I had to put up with them eating moose steak and having orgasms with the juicy taste of this nasty meat. They were so loud that my headache escalated to the point that I was having nausea because of it, but I couldn't complain or anything because it isn't really their fault that my place is so anti-privacy. When David finally left, I either died or went in coma, because I only remember sighing in relief at one point and waking up more than 12 hours later.

I'm glad Friday is also a holiday in Canada, so I could sleep in and recover myself from Thursday's torture. When I got off the bed I was still weak and dismotivated, so I didn't leave the apartment the whole day (even though the weather was awesome outside). I wasted the whole day doing nothing on the internet instead of working on one of the many assignments I still need to finish before my final exams three weeks from now =[ And that's it for the week.

SeeYa,
Feliploko, who loves people, uses things, and eats pizza.