toronto..

so I just got back from toronto at 3am and i’m so exhausted.

we left early saturday and went down, right away we went to the zoo. it was such a cute family bonding time there were so many young mothers though it reminded me of england. one women’s kid stopped right infront of us so we walked around the kid and the mom was like “don’t stop like that, people will push you because they are rude” like are you stupid.. I literally haven’t been to any form of zoo in so many years so it was a cute experience. After, that we went to the bakery and got bread like this bakery makes the most amazing bread and it’s so cheap yum we got 4 just for our family alone. After, that we went to yorkdale mall and looked around for a little. At this point my feet were a little sore, we went in tiffany & co and I swear if I had the money I definitely would have purchased myself some rings and bracelets ha. then, we went to the rainforest cafe since it was in the mall..  it was our first time there, essentially we spent the days with animals. I thought it was a little too much but I’m sure kids love it.

After, that we made our way to my godfather, his house is amazing and I passed out at 11 because I was just that tired.

sunday: we woke up early, my stomach was bothering me. we went to this huge golf course and my parents had some drinks, clearly I didn’t drink anything just wasn’t in the mood. This place was amazing, so pretty. and it’s a perfect place to hold a wedding as well. After, that we went to the city centre and shopped I spend so much at sirens. because a lot of the other stores were just disappointing. We then went to a bbq and drove home. It was a well needed break but i’m so so so happy to be home.

grey’s anatomy season finale

was so disappointing, like I have never NOT liked a season finale. this season hadnt been all that interesting give or take a couple episodes, but the season finale just killed me. it was horrible.. honestly, I thought it was going to be 2 hours because there were soo many things that we’re left unanswered. ridiculous.

anyways, right now im spending my friday night watching oth. my life is awesome, I realize. I’m also off tomorrow to toronto for a couple of days going to shop my heart out I absolutely cannot wait :) these 3 days off work, is well needed.

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how I slept in because I didn’t set my alarm, my dad walks in like “uh are you not working today?” thank God he was giving me a ride. or I would have been screwed..

last night I went to see the avengers

AMAZING. the 730 showing was sold out so we needed to go to the later one, but it was really good and super funny. it was needed after my 4 days of work straight, I don’t know how people can do 5 days straight at work, for me I need a day off in between especially when it comes to early morning shifts blah.

anyways im super excited for this week, 40 hours of work but payday finally! im off to gracies on tuesday, working, and then my friend is having a house party on saturday. which im excited for! I would take a day any night of going to parties over dt anyday.

also, next weekend it’s one of my sisters and best friends miesha’s 21st birthday so we’re off on the friday to mtl going to shop (which I desperately need to do) then out partying for her birthday! so excited! I’m in desperate need of some time away from ottawa even if it’s just for a 24 hours.

ps, reading this immature high schoolers meme site and crying hahaah. all of the things on it are so true we we’re all so immature.

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A sweet lesson on patience. 

A NYC Taxi driver wrote:

I arrived at the address and honked the horn. After waiting a few minutes I honked again. Since this was going to be my last ride of my shift I thought about just driving away, but instead I put the car in park and walked up to the door and knocked.. ‘Just a minute’, answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor.

After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 90’s stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940’s movie.

By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets.

There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard
box filled with photos and glassware.

‘Would you carry my bag out to the car?’ she said. I took the suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the woman.

She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb.

She kept thanking me for my kindness. ‘It’s nothing’, I told her.. ‘I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother to be treated.’

‘Oh, you’re such a good boy, she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address and then asked, ‘Could you drive
through downtown?’

‘It’s not the shortest way,’ I answered quickly..

‘Oh, I don’t mind,’ she said. ‘I’m in no hurry. I’m on my way to a hospice.

I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were glistening. ‘I don’t have any family left,’ she continued in a soft voice..’The doctor says I don’t have very long.’ I quietly reached over and shut off the meter.

‘What route would you like me to take?’ I asked.

For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator.

We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.

Sometimes she’d ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.

As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, ‘I’m tired.Let’s go now’.
We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico.

Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were solicitous and intent, watching her every move.
They must have been expecting her.

I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.

‘How much do I owe you?’ She asked, reaching into her purse.

‘Nothing,’ I said

‘You have to make a living,’ she answered.

‘There are other passengers,’ I responded.

Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug.She held onto me tightly.

‘You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,’ she said. ‘Thank you.’

I squeezed her hand, and then walked into the dim morning light.. Behind me, a door shut.It was the sound of the closing of a life..

I didn’t pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly lost in thought. For the rest of that day,I could hardly talk.What if that woman had gotten an angry driver,or one who was impatient to end his shift? What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away?

On a quick review, I don’t think that I have done anything more important in my life.

We’re conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments.

But great moments often catch us unaware-beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.

faith in humanity restored <3

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