January 17th

Aside from a few things, yesterday was a pretty good day.
It was my first time on a GO bus alone. It was kind of cool I guess. I’ve never taken a trip by myself anywhere (well other than BC, but what I mean is I'm usually traveling with someone to TO), but it was nice just to stare out the window, not having to engage in conversation, and appreciating some ‘me time’ allowing my thoughts to drift while listening to music; not really taking in the not so attractive sights. It wasn’t very nice weather outside either. Quite cold and beginning to snow a little, but that wasn’t going to stop me from enjoying my day.
I was on my way to Toronto, to visit my friend Kyle. I love taking day trips to Toronto. When I arrived at Union Station, I took the subway by myself; for the first time as well. I got on the wrong one and had to immediately get off at the next stop to go back. Finally when I arrived at his residence we went for a walk and I took some pretty awful photos, but it was fun none the less. I learned university text book prices are a bitch, and I realized just how much I adore the city more than my current living situation.
Anyway, Kyle had some place to be by 5, so when he had to disappear I met up with my friend Stephen. We went to what is my favourite restaurant: Fresh. We got to our seats with the bottle of un-ending water, order some wine and our meals, with a side of sweet potato fries. I usually order the Magic Tofu Wrap which is delicious, however this time I decided to try something new. I go the Baby Energy Bowl, so yummy! And Stephen decided to try something new as well, the Baby Buddha; that was tasty too! Thus far I have never been unimpressed with anything I have ordered there. Especially the sweet potato fries!
Halfway through dinner, I remembered I was supposed to be home for a certain time and then checked the time and realized I had missed the bus. Oh well not a big deal I didn’t freak out or anything. After dinner we went next door to Second Cup, because it was closer than any Starbucks we couldn’t see. We bought some expensive beverages and hopped onto the subway, headed for home.
On the subway, (this is where my day goes downhill) Stephen rubs in my face the fact that he got to go see the Junction and party later that night, which I should have been doing as well, if I didn’t have to go home. I was incredibly jealous.
We said our goodbyes, he stayed on the subway because he had a little farther to go to get home, and I got off at Union to catch the bus; which I almost missed again. The journey home was pretty nice too, I took a little nap, was thankful when I got off that my head was still attached, then made a dash for the arena to stay warm until my mom arrived to pick me up. On my way across a snow-covered stretch of land, I slipped and fell and bruised my hip pretty badly. Whatever didn’t worry about it too much either, nothing I could have done about it. My mom picked me up; we got gas, and then went home so I could pick up some stuff, then headed off to soccer in a rush. It was snowing pretty badly out and the roads were slippery. It wasn’t worth driving all the way to the Hershey center for, but my dad insisted. He is the only reason I came home to play. I think he secretly wishes I was a boy so he could see me playing more sports. Unfortunately for him, I am not really into sports, but I do agree to play soccer to keep him happy. Although I’m pretty terrible.
I just recently joined an indoor soccer team and it was my first game. I hadn’t participated in any sort of physical activity, other than mad dashes from cars to movie theatres, in I don’t know how long. So it was sure to be a giant fail on my part. And I delivered on that too. I didn’t even remember how to play and I was exhausted. It also took me the most painful 15 minutes my nose had ever been through to get my nose ring out, causing infection once again, then at last once it was out I went on to play terribly.
My legs, my arms, my sides and my back now hurt over 24 hours later.
I should have stayed in Toronto. It was definitely not worth coming home for.
Aside from the ending of my day, I’d say it was an alright, pretty eventful day.