Went to Michaels today...

...But I didn't buy anything.

It was kind of disappointing. I had $10 to spend, and nothing really jumped out at me and screamed "BUY ME!" Maybe I'll try the other Michaels.

We went to the British imports shop, too, and bought some more kebab-flavoured Pot Noodle cups. They're highly addictive :) Mom and Dad bought some chocolate for me (I can't remember what they're called, but they're chocolate-mint balls, like the Aero Bubbles), Dad got some Walkers crisps and biscuits, and Mom picked up some tea (we were running out) and Custard Cream biscuits (which I love :D).

I watched the pilot of The Big C, which I had missed when Super Channel first ran it - fortunately, they were having a marathon; so I wound up watching the first three episodes before the soccer game came on.

The soccer game was a shambles... Toronto lost to Seattle. It was a 3-2 win, which isn't too horrible, but Toronto won't make the playoffs now.

I can't remember if I already mentioned this, but I finished my Calorimetry. Now I'm focusing on my Ravenclaw scarf.

Toronto FC = AWESOME!

I watched the Toronto FC match against the Seattle Sounders today. Was awesome. Toronto won 2-0. Both goals were beauties. My throat was sore from screaming. My head hurts. Awesome.

I have a lot of laundry to do, but Dad's washing his stuff so I'll have to do mine later. My laundry's at the top of my hamper already, but that's because I never washed my dark shirts. Must do that, and wash my new black top with them.

A little shaky.

I'm a little shaky today - not so much now, but at dinner my hands were shaking. Mom thinks it's because of my period, but I've never had that happen before. Huh. She also thought it could be low blood sugar.

I was also ravenously hungry at dinner. Just as Mom was getting the roast ready to go in the oven, I ate up the last of the pretzel sticks and drank a Coke while watching Toronto FC's match against the Seattle Sounders. Boy, were Seattle playing dirty. And the referee was being a complete jerk, too. Like when one of our players got elbowed by a Seattle player, and the ref didn't give him a yellow card! What the hell?! It was a 0-0 tie game, anyhow.

Oh yeah, I finished my fun fur scarf yesterday during my MTV binge. Weaving in the ends was a bit tricky, but once I got used to it, it went fine.

I went to the library today and picked up The Soloist, The Wedding Singer, Super-Cute Crochet and U2's newest album No Line on the Horizon. I also cruised the manga section and grabbed volume 1 of Fullmetal Alchemist. When I went to renew my card, though, they told me I needed a piece of ID other than a piece of addressed mail, which was what another librarian told me, so next time I have to bring my health card. They changed the status of my teen card to an adult card, though.

Could things POSSIBLY get any shittier?

1. I couldn't go to that movie because it was in the afternoon, and it was downtown. I didn't have enough money handy, so I would've had to go to the bank, then catcha bus downtown, and there was no way Mom was letting me take the bus downtown on my own, even if Micaela waited at the bus stop for me.

2. Mom and I are fighting again. It started with me trying to punch in the number for the HD channels while she was telling me what number to punch in, even though I already knew what number the HD channels started at. Then, I walked out of the room, and the following discussion took place:

Mom: "You need to stop being so bitchy!" (or something to that effect - I'm too pissed off to remember the exact words)

Me: "YOU need to stop being so controlling!" (I walk upstairs)

Mom: "GET DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW!"

Me: (ignores her)

Dad: (calls my name loudly - the standard, obligatory yell)

Me: (starts walking back down)

Dad: "And don't stomp!"

Me: (walks the rest of the way down and stands several feet away from Mom)

Mom: "I AM NOT CONTROLLING! IF ANYTHING, I'M THE ONE PUSHING YOU TO GET OUT AND DO STUFF!"

Me: while walking downstairs "If that's true, then you would've let me go to that movie!"

Mom: "COME HERE AND SAY IT TO MY FACE!"

Me: (muttering) "No. I'm not gonna fight with you."

Yes, my mother is a piece of work for sure. I should've just walked out. Gone to Tim Horton's. Or the library, if they were open at the time. Or the park. Something. But instead, I decided to stew. And I'm still stewing. And my headphones were being stupid, but that's not unusual. Damn headphones. I hope I get a new pair for my birthday. Maybe I'll ask Nathan for a pair.

So right now I'm half-watching the friendly match between Toronto FC and Real Madrid. Right now, Madrid is kicking Toronto's asses 3-0. Come on, guys! Get with the program!

TFC! TFC! TFC!

Last night was Toronto FC's match against Chivas USA. We got pretty good seats... right near the hooligans :) It was pretty funny, actually. Before the game started, someone was banging a drum and saying something like this: "Give me your number! Are you married? Put me in your BlackBerry!" Mom thought that he was talking to the woman in the row in front of us.

When the match began, confetti littered the air for a bit. Afterwards, I put two pieces of confetti in my coat pocket, as a souvenier for a scrapbook. Being close to the hooligans was hilarious. The rowdy bunch were right at the seats near the goal, but our section was pretty loud at times. Like when the Chivas goalkeeper went to his knees to get the ball, and grabbed his thigh like he pulled a hamstring. That guy was a piece of work. They even got a stretcher out. Then, when they found out that they were taking the keeper the wrong way, they headed in the other direction and - get this - dropped the stretcher!!! With the keeper on it!!! And then he got up when they reached the benches! Where's an Oscar when you need one?

Toronto lost, unfortunately. I think the final score was Chivas - 3, Toronto - 1. I think the main reason as to why we lost is because nine of Toronto's players are at the World Cup qualifying matches. We still had one of our top players, Danny Dichio, though.

Edited for spelling