this weekend has been extremely exhausting.
not only did i volunteer at filipino fest in the heart of mississauga through scorching heat, i found myself screaming like a little girl for jericho rosales, a filipino actor/singer i've never even heard of. it resulted in me, knocking on his passenger seat window.... i also (somewhat) stalked d-pryde. funny, i'm not a huge fan of his music. although, i do love him, his personality, and his face. so, it balances itself out. i also met tons of new people. *fist pump* i really do love making new friends.
after spending a totally radical day with a few of my favourite people, i went home. and died. no. i didn't. but man, i crashed faster than a drunk driver.
the next morning, along with my best friend and my family, i slept through a car ride to niagra! .. i lied. i never slept. i ended up texting my new friend michael, through the whole ride. come to think of it, i was texting him the whole trip.
anyways, after hours of eating and walking around and swimming.. and eating again, and walking around, i finally found comfort in a sofa bed and slept like a baby. i admit, i had tons of fun adventuring around. but, i've never missed my bed, or my house, so much in my life.

*i really didn't take any decent pictures in niagra. so enjoy these.