Yesterday we went downtown to Dundas and Yonge for the Toronto Street Festival. The Giraffe show was interesting but we were standing there for about 40min without knowing what exactly was happening. I also liked Broken Social Scene, but I don’t really have any opinion about them because I’m ignorant in that field of music- although I thought the female singer looked idiotic when she just stood there doing nothing with her body and just shaking her head in attempt to swing her hair around, and it wasn’t even on beat.
I got home around 12:45, and when I came back my parents were already sleeping. I quietly went into my room and went to bed because I didn’t want to wake them up and I turned my cell off before I went to bed. Next morning, when I was calling work while still lying on my bed I realized that there were four voice message, so I listend to them and was frightened. Apparently my mom woke up just after I went to bed and she didn’t know I already got home. She was worried and she called me so many times, left the 1st message at 1am, and then another one at 2am -sounding really worried and angry that I didn’t call her and she couldn’t reach me, 3rd one at 2:30am -even more angry, last one at 3am -almost yelling and threatening if I don’t let her know what I was she’d ground me for the rest of my life. I was consternated, so got up, talked to my mom and was told that at 3:20-ish she came into my room found me sleeping on my bed, otherwise she would’ve called 911.
Anyway. Harry Potter next Saturday! Can’t wait.
- just a day | Time: 3:10 pm (UTC+8)
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Comment by Jingzi — July 10, 2005 @ 8:56 am
uptown street festival was kind of bland, but apparently it was better during the day vs. after dinnertime. we were going to see the giraffe show, but then we got really tired and didn’t want to walk anymore.
Comment by tiff — July 11, 2005 @ 9:16 pm