It's all coming to an end - lights dimming, stage hands ready to draw the curtains, night crew ready to clean up. I'm so sad. My buddy left for Beijing and I don't think I'll see her again for a long, long time. Trying to meet up with my friends as much as I can in the few days I have remaining in Toronto, yet trying to balance that out with family. I finally got my student visa yesterday from the Spanish consulate. Spent the day wandering downtown. An old family friend kindly gave me a gift card from Harry Rosen, and so did a bit of shopping. There were a pair of pink(ish) Versace pants I eyed, but those were some serious sausage casings. Could barely twitch without being seen, if you know what I mean. So, left empty-handed. Wanted to eat lunch at La Palette - they looked like they were doing some remodelling and wouldn't be open until Thursday. Had to eat KFC, Toonie Tuesday special. Felt so disgusted with myself afterwards.
It's all ending soon. My life here, life as I know it. As we were crossing the street today, we ran into a line of what looked like junior high school aged kids. We had to bisect them, and as I was walking through, one kid actually 'oh, excuse me sir'. SIR. We make a fuss about not being treated like children, about wanting to be my own man, but in many ways, I still see myself as immature, as in need of growing up. But in the eyes of a 14 year old, I'm a sir now. Shit.
Heading out to Yorkdale today. Need to pick up a phone, and check out the HR there, because I'm pretty determined to spend this gift card before I leave. I'm sure I'll find something to waste the money on. Now that I've got the visa in hand, can finally relax and enjoy my remaining Toronto time. Just please, no more KFC.