pride weekend – sunday.
Tag: toronto pride week 2011
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pride weekend – sunday.
above: mackenzie, me and alex. we are clearly completely sober.
sunday started off with a slight tone of irony – my family and i went to church.
and right after that, i met up with casey and a couple of her friends and made my way downtown to hop on the tdsb float and take part in the pride parade.
just like last year, we stood on that float, danced, cheered at the audience and got really, really hot and sweaty. it was pretty fun and by the end of it i could no longer bear to wear a shirt.
i met up with sam shortly afterwards and we walked around hand in hand for all of the 20 minutes of free time i had before i had to go and pick my sister up at the airport with the fam.
i got bored waiting around for my sister to appear so i had to get $12 worth of food. i also kept yelling ‘ORPAH’ at irregular intervals even though she was clearly nowhere in sight. it’s insanely fun to be obnoxious when you’re surrounded boy a terminal’s worth of people you know you’ll probably never see again.
when she finally arrived i kept pointing at her and yelling ‘LOOK WHO IT IS.’ and she wasn’t even phased. that is how you know she’s my sister.
a few hours later i was meeting up with rowina outside of stephen’s apartment building. we went to pick up some chase and then headed upstairs where the fun would begin.
a few people were already there and i got to drinking immediately and by the time we left more people had joined and i think we were all – well, the definite majority of us – were feeling a pretty decent buzz.
but then tragedy struck, as it always does when i’m with a large group of people/hot guy and am just looking to have some fun.
what made last night so damn wonderful was that we avoided crews, which is pretty much cursed to me.
as soon as they suggested that we head over there, i knew something was going to go wrong. and it did.
the same manager and bouncer who had let me in just last weekend decided to once again bring up the fact that i’m underage. lots of yelling ensued and i rolled my eyes profusely and they tried to confiscate my id but i was determined not to give it up without a fight. i was not going to leave those front steps without my id. and i didn’t.
they eventually relented after i threatened to shut them down (“i know at least two underage kids who are in there right now. if you call the cops, i’ll just point them out. just give me my damn id and i’ll leave”), but now they hate me forever. it’s okay though. i’ll be in montreal in a couple of months and by the time i get back i’ll be legal and they probably won’t even remember who i am.
so rowina, katalina and i decided to line up for play since we’d had a good time there the previous night, but then i get a text from bram saying he was all alone and so i stood in the middle of the street to meet him.
he told me he was going to head home, and i said i’d walk him to his bike. he said no. then i offered katalina to walk him to his bike. he said no again.
i can’t even remember what happened, but i think i was getting kind of frustrated because i left the three of them (katalina, rowina and bram) and went off to find soraya. but for some reason, i had to retrace my steps and i guess i was walking past them because i felt a hand grab my arm and when i turned around they were right in front of me.
and so i walked with them, and i didn’t know where we were going, but we walked and walked and walked. we walked in one giant circle (square) and then i got kind of antsy and ditched them. it was probably a -badfriend- move, but nothing was really happening, nothing was getting accomplished and all i wanted to do was have a good time.
i decided to head to the barn to meet up with soraya, but she was leaving by the time i got there and so i tagged along with her and her crowd. we made our way over to pizzaiolo and her friend alex (who would later go on to let me know how cool of a guy i am and then subsequently call me an idiot) bought us all a large pizza and paid for it with ‘a hundy.’ i did not cmoplain.
after the minifeast we went to drop alex off at his apartment and pick up soraya’s things and he kept going on and on about some pool and i kind of got excited. i found out this magnificent pool was actually a kiddie pool on his balcony and i found this absolutely hilarious. like, i actually couldn’t stop laughing when i saw it.
i parted with them after a while and i was on my way home when i got a text from mackenzie telling me she and her friends were at pizzaiolo.
obviously i couldn’t miss out on an opportunity to stay out later, so i met up with them.
stripping down, making out and general hedonism followed and it was a pretty fun end to the night.
alex dropped, cracked and then lost her phone, mack and spencer threw up in the washroom at pizza pizza (where we eventually ended up) because the state of it was so absolutely disgusting, and mack and i had nice realtalk on our walk home.
although the night was a mixture of a bunch of different things – rage and hilarity being a couple of them – i can’t say i didn’t enjoy it.
and i had a date with sam set for the next night.
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pride weekend – saturday.
above: from left to right – miles, sam, me, rowina, joey, lawrence (?), and julia having fun on the street on saturday night.
i wasn’t even going to go out, but i am so – SO – glad that i did.
it turned out to be one of the most fun and most fortunate nights i’ve had in a very long time.
katalina and i headed to my place after work so i could change into something a little sexier for the occasion. i wasn’t really in the mood to party it up but she convinced me to go with her, and for that i am eternally grateful.
i made sure i had all the essentials – alcohol, phone, wallet, etc – and then we made our way over to rowina’s apartment to pre. a couple of her friends – andrew and julia – arrived soon after we did and we poured the drinks, passed them around and got ready to have a good time.
by the time we left, it was raining and although i usually would’ve taken this as a bad omen, i was kind of tipsy so i didn’t really notice it. plus, i thought the rain might just add to the sexy factor so i didn’t really mind.
a couple of their friends – sam and miles – were already at some place called play, so we got in line and met up with them. katalina sneaked in some pizza like the absolute ninja she is and it was kind of comical watching her try to eat it on the dance floor, amidst the crowds and crowds of sweaty people.
we danced for a while there, and katalina convinced me to rid my mind of the certain people and certain situations that were plaguing it and just have some fun. she wanted me to let loose, and so i did – i snatched sam all to myself and we ended up making out for quite a while, if i remember correctly.
and that is how i claimed him for the night.
we left after a while and headed into a grocery store so miles could pick up a pack of cigarettes. it was there that we started discussing miles’ sexuality. he claims to be bisexual but apparently he’d never kissed a guy before, so i told him he had to and laid one on him.
and then everyone started kissing everyone else and it was all very uplifting (if not entirely strange).
after that we went over to a place called statler’s because we wanted to jam on the patio.
this turned out to be the most frustrating part of the night. there was a line to get upstairs and after we past that line we thought we were in the clear. we were terribly wrong. there was yet another line to get onto the actual patio.
and the bouncer who was monitoring this line was a huge jackass. we waited and waited and waited and it wasn’t long before we realized that other people who had been in line behind us were being let onto the patio first.
it turns out the bouncer wanted some action from miles and wasn’t going to let us in until he got some. but miles wasn’t about to give him any and the fact that this crazy as hell bouncer was rubbing his junk all over him wasn’t going to change his mind. then some guy said last call was in eight minutes and it was probably pointless to try and get onto the patio at that point.
so we just got really mad and left.
once we were outside, we sat around in a circle on the street and decided we wouldn’t let that horrible episode ruin the night. in any case, we’d had fun dancing and chilling while we were in the lines, so it didn’t even really matter.
random passers-by would join our circle on occasion. i distinctly remember a girl named lesha (whose name rhymes with kesha, as she so proudly announced).
and then, out of nowhere, i saw the starbucks barista i always flirt with come walking down the street. i decided that it was time to introduce ourselves – his name is joey – and we even got a photo together (see above).
hopefully it’s the start of a wonderful friendship (full of free drinks and maybe pastries).
i headed home soon after that, completely satisfied with the night and with plans to meet up with sam the very next day.
life was good.
