Oh my my my...
I am feeling high....hhiihihi.
Funny day, it rained pouring cats and dogs and bitches and pussies and the sun tamed all their itching wet feathers down all over the streets of Toronto in the span of two hours, three times. I suppose the weather also knows how to mix and play tricks.
In the rain and sun, I still have to wonder why we are all cynics? Why are we so afraid to try? Why are we so preoccupied that we can’t even see a good thing when it hits us? I smiled at every cute, tall and even remotely handsome guys and I got a smile back from all of them. But why is it that nobody stops to even say Hi? In some cases they walk away looking back and waving. Some look back many times almost missing their steps or hitting a pole or mail box or they say hi and that is it...end of transmission. Montreal people are not like that...they are warmer people. I noticed that people here are more the business gritty, got to get to work, I am late white bunny, running around the city only to find out that the stress from working all this time will kill you with a massive heart attack by the age of 40.
We have made enough medical advance to push the life expectancy of a person to the hundreds, but after all this, despite of the medical advancements, people still die at the same age they perished back in the "more dirtier times", less hygiene concerned era.
So we are back to square one, back to cobbled stone passages and stool thrown out the window and water filled irrigation systems with guys looking like soiled peasants tired from their everyday not noticing that woman who is smiling at you.
History repeats itself and I cannot say that I haven't been warned about Toronto being this hella-lame...It is a change but it’s times like this that I want to go back to the warmer, subdued and heartier, not to mention sympathetic, people in Montreal.
As for now, I will just end up seeing Kill Bill Volume 2 to set back my disbelief...Happy DVD Release Day.
Funny day, it rained pouring cats and dogs and bitches and pussies and the sun tamed all their itching wet feathers down all over the streets of Toronto in the span of two hours, three times. I suppose the weather also knows how to mix and play tricks.
In the rain and sun, I still have to wonder why we are all cynics? Why are we so afraid to try? Why are we so preoccupied that we can’t even see a good thing when it hits us? I smiled at every cute, tall and even remotely handsome guys and I got a smile back from all of them. But why is it that nobody stops to even say Hi? In some cases they walk away looking back and waving. Some look back many times almost missing their steps or hitting a pole or mail box or they say hi and that is it...end of transmission. Montreal people are not like that...they are warmer people. I noticed that people here are more the business gritty, got to get to work, I am late white bunny, running around the city only to find out that the stress from working all this time will kill you with a massive heart attack by the age of 40.
We have made enough medical advance to push the life expectancy of a person to the hundreds, but after all this, despite of the medical advancements, people still die at the same age they perished back in the "more dirtier times", less hygiene concerned era.
So we are back to square one, back to cobbled stone passages and stool thrown out the window and water filled irrigation systems with guys looking like soiled peasants tired from their everyday not noticing that woman who is smiling at you.
History repeats itself and I cannot say that I haven't been warned about Toronto being this hella-lame...It is a change but it’s times like this that I want to go back to the warmer, subdued and heartier, not to mention sympathetic, people in Montreal.
As for now, I will just end up seeing Kill Bill Volume 2 to set back my disbelief...Happy DVD Release Day.