I live like thirty minutes away. And srsly guise, there is NOTHING happening there. Like, srsly. I saw a whore + some homeless people, I pity those people.
Anyway, roads were significantly less busy then they usually are. Apparently, there are going to be a couple FAGS protesting during the Olympics, making our country look worse + possibly affecting our revenue(or rather, reduced debt).
Meh, I think we chose a shitty year for the Olympics in Canada, mind you, back when it was decided, we didn't forecast the economic recession.
+ it's 1:55AM, I can't get to sleep, and I feel like blogging.
There are two types of tragedies in life. One is not getting what you want, the other is getting it.
If you wake up at a different time in a different place, could you wake up as a different person?