Monday, November 14, 2011

My Trip to Toronto

Friday the 11th of November, when I got to Toronto. Lookin good, my head is straight in that one. It's very easy and breezy to get on the train. I could not wait to see Saba. When we got there I gave her a big hug. She was just sitting there looking good, waiting for me.




And then, when we got to her apartment, we chilled for a little while. We got home at 12 o'clock like Cinderella. We had a drink and then we went to bed. Julia was there too, obviously, because I without her this trip would not have happened.







I love these shoes! But I'd never be able to transfer. I might break something. And it feels like my body's already broken already. Can you imagine me in those shoes? I might kill myself. Or kill somebodys toes. But DAMN those are some sexy shoes. Too sexy! But I didn't buy anything at that store, they didn't have what I was looking for. Or they did but I can't wear it.
After shoe shopping, we went to the movies. Adam Sandler in Jack and Jill. Eh, kinda weird. He plays himself in two characters. It was good. It was funny. Haven't been to the movies in a long time so I'm glad I went.







This is me and Mikey. I haven't seen him in so long! In like four years. Can you believe that? It's crazy. They offered him some lasagna and he said "I'll try it". The little monkey know he can't eat cheese, he can't eat dairy, he can't eat nuts, he's so crazy. And then he still tries it. Yeah, he's alright. I know him, he's alright. He's tough - his name is Weekes, they're tough people. I wish he would come visit more often. He came in February when my Grandma passed but he didn't come to see me. Crazy man. He look like a real man now, it's kinda freaky.


Then we watched Steve Harvey. He was funny, just chillin in our pajamas. Then we went to bed, obviously, what else are we gonna do?











It's a bad picture of me, but everybody look great in it. I look like I'm stoned. My eyes doesn't open up. My body was so tense that day. I love my outfit, that pink and what do you call that, smoky? I'm not too sure what to call this top. I can't believe this is the only picture I have of Christophe and Susan. I thought they took more but I guess not. At least we have one, one's better than none. Anyway, we went to every shoe store, and I mean every shoe store in the mall. I saw some that I really liked too. Pumas. I like that alot. But I didn't get any. I needed something dressy but not too dressy. Christophe and Susan are a perfect match. I think Susan keeps him in line, and Christophe keeps Susan in line too. There's a balance. They're good together. I can't wait till when they have babies. Hope they do it soon. They'd make a cute baby together, they're a cute couple.
The oreo. It's cute, the oreo. Two black sexy chicks and what's in the middle? The white stuff! J.T. is so cute. I love her. She's right here beside me but I'm going to miss her later. We went on a roller coaster ride and got wet. For real! I don't know how they did it. We were indoors. The CN Tower was great. My ears popped in the elevator. All the old wax in there poppin too.






We went on the glass floor and took some pictures. Saba was a chicken, she wouldn't go on it, even though she did it already and she doesn't remember that she did it, but I do. I can remember the past, but not the present, it's backwards.








It was my birthday again! On the 13th of November. We pretended it was my Birthday to get special treatment at the restaurant. But it's close, my birthday's on the 14th of May, so we just celebrated it again! J wasn't there on my real birthday, and Saba wasn't there. So we celebrated again.







I haven't seen J in so long, it was so nice to see him. I was so tired that night, holy crap. He was so nice to push me part of the way home. I was sleeping, I was out, I was pooped out.










I got some sexy shoes! I love my shoes. There's nice, they're casual, they're sweet.

















The last picture. We've had every problem that you could think of getting home - subway, train, transport, rain, and people. A day when you should have just stayed in bed the whole day. Except that lady was so nice to call me a lady, because everywhere I go people call me him, him, him, him. I get frustrated, because I'm not a man, I'm a pretty woman. Not that pretty, but pretty. Today I think I'm meant to stay in Toronto. Saba's so pretty, she's so sweet, she's so sweet and good and pretty, she's so nice. That's all I can think of. This is my new cute hat. Saba gave it to me. Angel, it says.

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