means nothing to me, that's right.

All my joys that day have ceased to exist since I was disappointed at the fact that SIG Electronics have the longest and deplorable line ever at Pacific Mall.

I wasn't too excited about Canada Day, it stems from loving the south too much. And since I wasn't volunteering for Richmond Hill, there wasn't much meaning to be proud of anything.

Plus the rain deteriorates everything there is. And holidays like this mean malls are generally not open.

I didn't volunteer so I'd have to pay, so I decided not to go to Richmond Green to watch fireworks either.

Still can't get over the fact that it took an hour and a quarter to get out of Richmond Green to Bernard last year.

Fireworks at Parliament Hill are so much better even if it was 15 minutes and that I have to watch it on TV/online.

Hmm... Octopus's Garden :)