Toronto is not Cheonan and Canada is not Korea, it's a known fact but something that I seem to struggle with on a daily bases. It makes me nieve to things like street smarts and common sense that the average Torontonian grasps but passes well over my head. I am definitely not a real Torontonian anymore because I definitely still have my tourist moments when it comes to things like talking to strangers, for example.
I landed myself in some very hot water tonight after I thought nothing of going out with a particular person. In my head it seriously was just two friends going out, it was just as simple and straight forward as that and that's the honest truth. My friend just happened to be a guy but it was no big deal, at least to me that is. I have plenty of male friends -- hello my life revolves around boxing at the club and weight training at the gym, two places known to be infested with dudes. Originally however there was going to be a group of us; a friend of mine and her friend were going to meet up with us but then their plans changed so my group turned into just him and I.
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