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I got my first parking ticket yesterday. Ever. Day 22 in this new country and I already get an infraction from the court justice of Toronto!   Damn.  I’m such a criminal.  Seriously though, this is what happens when you get too used to suburban parking in sunny California . I blame Cali. That’s right! Not the fact that I chose to play PS2 the rest of last night and forgot I was supposed to move the car off the street @ 11PM..

So, that’s another 30 bucks down the drain. Dammit, I need a job!

I really am looking though. It’s just that there’s so much I haven’t explored yet, and I feel like I haven’t caught the street’s beat yet. Alam mo yon. Parang get to feel you’re surroundings…. Ok fine fine, palusot na kung palusot. My aunt’s house is close to a major street called Danforth Ave, and along it are countless “mom and pop” kinda shops of all sorts and sizes. Pagnababato ako nilalakad ko na lang. (exercise na rin) Funny thing about it is that after you walk a certain distance, yung theme nung street nag iiba. Like from Greek, to Arabic, to Chinese. Tila bang naka cluster together.  Nakakaaliw. Parang it’s a small world nang Disney.

Minsan nga naisip kong mag part time sa isa sa mga shops while I'm looking for an actual career. Nga lang it's probably rugged work..

Speaking of rugged... I got this today.