look towards the setting sun, and wait for a new day.

Who knew that commuting is so difficult?

crammed in a subway full of people.

people you don't know.

and people whom you see everyday.

everyone is quiet and the silence is eerie.

i'm on the subway, headed downtown, every day.

five days a week.

about two hours a day.

on another note, today was a really cold day. the weather it self was nice, but the wind was uninviting.

i have an essay due on monday, which is worth about twenty-five percent of my mark. -____-;;

can you feel the pressure?

Nuit Blanche is this weekend. :3

i hope i can finish my essay by tomorrow evening, so i can make my way downtown and marvel at all the artwork. =]

it's the night where toronto doesn't sleep and the night life is never ending.

well, until sunrise. =]

and here i am, ending my first blog

which was terrible by the way.

jneh signing out.