My random walk theory of life has recently been challenged. I should
clarify that my random walk has momentum and trajectory. It says the
direction you go in is important but abberations should be expected. I
am satisfied with the trajectory I am in though some of the abberations
are hard to deal with. 2nd year ended with a gust of stressors. Much
unlike the end of the first, I was dying to leave Kingston. My wish was
realized when I was thrown into the second highest floor of Brookfield
place only 72 hours after my last exam. All settled in now, the
abberations have indeed reverted. Living at woodsworth residence is a
delight. I am a 10 minute bike ride from work and surrounded by the
nicest stores and restaurants (Bloor Street is the 20th highest grossing
shopping district per square feet apparently). The U of T residence
effectively turns into a Queen's residence, just a couple of notches
nicer (with almost floor to ceiling windows and a almost-full kitchen). Here's the last week of my life in pictures:

Yamato Sushi. 10 rolls for $26. Ouch.
Din Tai Fung
That's a big lobster.
Going crazy over marché.
I've very recently started getting the hang of making the leaf.
Saturday night festivities.
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