The Drake

On my bday a few school friends and I went to check out the fashion show at The Drake hotel near Dufferin in Toronto. A night of stayin young - fashion, drinks and Toronto transit lol. The show took forever to get started, but at least we were front row centre. It was ayt, but then we moved on to do some dancin damage but who knew nothin is open on a Tuesday night in Toronto. Throwing away our dancing shoes, we settled for some chilled pub which suited my hoser needs. Back home for some raisin bran and soy milk (you know it) and then knitting class in the morning. That's right, I said knitting. Btw, what's the point of a knitting machine if it is so hands on anyway??? But you gotta love knowing how to pick up a dropped stich. Cause without that you're screwed.