As I was grabbing the calc test from Mr.Heritage's hand, I realized that I forgot to bring my calculator. So I ran into the hallway hoping to see someone, and there she was, Steph L. saved my life.
I went to the ROM today, yes, for the HK movie festival thing; they had a Steinway baby grand which was very old, but looks pretty new and is in superb condition. I loved that piano and of course I enjoyed myself in that 45 minutes and got paid - really, it's a great job. They gave me 2 tickets to see Andy Lau's new movie, so I met up with Clark and saw it together. Man, it was freaky; but I liked the content, it's probably the most meaningful HK movie I've ever seen (not that HK movies aren't good, it's just that they are famous for comedies and actions...). We went for dinner afterwards and by the time we filled ourselves, it was around10.
I was reading a book on the subway home while a black guy and a white guy argued somewhere behind me with all those 'fuck','bitch' words. The person who sat beside me turned around to look at them as everyone else did, but I was too lazy to do that. They got off the next station, and suddenly one of them slapped the other and a fight broke out. Everyone stook up and a lady pushed down the yellow alarm thingy and I think the cops came soon after that.
I was too tired. I fell asleep. Sometimes when I think about these things, I can't help but feel a little solitude.