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Oh my God, I'm bored. I'm tired of doing each one of the few possibilities I have in this clinic... Maybe I'll get inspired to continue programming my new blog once I finish this post =]

Tuesday I decided to go out and walk around my neighbourhood looking for a place to rent. I found some signs, some of them too expensive, others didn't answer. I left lots of voicemails, and none of the places called me back =/ I booked a viewing for Wednesday, and checked a place whose landlady was available (hyper creepy, let me stay away from there x.x). After having my legs protesting against walking more, I went back home to rest.

Wednesday I woke up to check the place I had booked a viewing for. It was an amazing 2-bedroom unit, very clean and big enough. I was really suspicious of the price, and that was obvious, because the Chinese landlord had mislead me on saying it was $750/month when it was actually $1750 a month -.- I pretended I would call later, and went home disappointed. I then called a place whose ad I saw online, and the landlord agreed to show it to me that same afternoon. I took the subway to Pape, and once I found the apartment (not too far from the station), I liked it. I called Oli right away to force him to check it with me, but no response. I decided to walk around Greektown to try to find other options, but again lots of overpricing and many many voicemails that were not responded. To avoid more frustration, I went to Allen Gardens (the actual gardens =P) to relieve some stress. I felt like eating sushi afterwards, so I sheltered myself from the first half of the storm at Sushi Sky. I had to confront the second half on my way home, and even the last bits of it around my place since Patrick took forever to leave and let me have the space. Once home, I tried fixing some problems at a specific computer, but I was helpless. After enabling that computer with some new tricks, "we" parted and left and I went to bed.

Thursday I woke Oli up to drag him to the place I wanted to rent, and the fdp took forever to come downtown. I waited for him forever at Pape station because he didn't have the decency to tell me he was biking and not taking the ttc (notice how angry I am at him). We checked the place, he said he wanted it, so we took application forms. We went to Magic Oven to eat a vegan pizza, and then came home to watch a movie and fill the forms. Mister Oli didn't want to finish and sign the form at the spot, and I told him that Friday was the deadline. He didn't make it, so now I know for sure I won't rent a 2-bedroom. After all the search... No worries, I'll try to avoid the stress for now. I went outside to cash the money I needed to pay rent, and then went to bed.

Friday I was doing nothing at home and forgetting to feed myself until it was time to come to Pharma Medica for the first period of my medical study. I thought I would be early, but the traffic on Sheppard held me back for a long time. I decided I needed something before entering the clinic, otherwise the fasting period would be fatal, so I went to Tim Hortons and bought two buttered bagels. After eating them, I checked in and got my stylish red t-shirt with the number 13 to wear for the rest of my stay here. We had snack at 8pm, and I managed to get rid of the ham from my sandwich without the nurses noticing =] More to come soon.

SeeYa,
Feliploko. Is there anything specific you're looking for, bitch?