okay so here i am at home, when i could have been somewhere downtown now eating dinner at a chinese/thai restaurant or watching a movie (the chronicles of narnia?).. just because i mixed up the meeting place. damn..

so i was told to meet my brother and a friend at st.patrick subway station at 5pm. before leaving the house, i told my friend that i would be late as i was going to eaton centre to return the sweater and woollen hat i bought sometime back. eaton and urban outfitters were packed with people shopping. everyone is in the christmas mood. i want to shop too, but will do it after my exams.

back to the main topic. well anyway, i left urban outfitters at 5pm and somehow i reminded myself that i was supposed to meet the other at st.george subway station. so i hurried and reached there at 5.15pm. waited for around half an hour, walking around the subway vicinity, hoping to find the others. as i desperately dialed my brother's cell, the chill was making my fingers and ears go numb.. i thought they left without me.

in the end, i decided to go home myself. i was at fairview mall to buy my dinner when finally my phone rang. "i'm at fairview mall. i went home first. i waited for you all at st.george for half and hour.." "why were you at st.george? we're at st.patrick. anyway it doesn't matter now. bye." "bye.."

yea i admit. i was told to meet at st.patrick but i don't know how st.george manage to fight its way into my head. but i called and called my brother- either 'the number you have dialed is currently unavailable' or no one picked up (thus leading me to think they left and wasn't bothered about me).

i was this close to st.patrick (just 1 stop west to spadina on the bloor line, and 3 stops south on the yonge-university-spadina line). boo. i bought a packet of rice at fairview mall, came home and delighted myself with some singaporean drama as i ate. now it's time for books. i'm hanging in there alright.. hanging there till the following wednesday.