I may be leaving Toronto soon. I'm still wiffling and waffling over it but, in the end, I think I'm heading out. 

So...I didn't expect this but now I'm getting really, really choked up. I'm going to miss Toronto a lot. I may have lived (e.g. place of residence) in Mississauga but I've been going to school in some section of Toronto since grade 5. I've been taking the subway since I was 10. I went to highschool at Bay and Wellesley and then to the university just across Queen's Park. 
I haven't done a lot of what Toronto has to offer just because...you know...that "oh. I can do it later." thinking. Or..."that's for lame tourists." 

I don't want to do all the stuff as a tourist. I want to do it as a resident. So the two weeks I've got between exams and work, I'm going on a I-love-you-toronto-I'm-going-to-miss-youuuuuuuuu epic tour. 

Places I've never been but would like to go before I leave: 

Casa Loma. CN Tower. Medieval Times Dinner and Tournament. The Ceramic Museum. Get on top of the Queen's Park Horse (unless it's a memorial to veterans and if it is boy howdy do I feel bad)

Places I've been but want to go again before I leave: 

All the emotionally significant subway stops (Bay Station - Highschool, Bathurst Station - Adam, Eglington Station - Elementary as well as the first time I've gazed and sniffed the glory that is cinnabun)
The first place I had sushi (didn't know what the fuck to do with that soup)
Queen's Park. The Toronto Reference Library. St Micheals Cathedral. Lakeshore. 
The first place I had shawarma (amazing) and the first place I had baklavah (like drops of distilled perfection placed upon my heart, hands, and eyes).
Eatons Centre. The Velvet. Big Fat Burrito.
All the places I've lived... from St. Hilda's to Tartu to that place with that horrible woman along Bay to Maggie and Becca's to the Augusta houses to here on St. Clair.
St. Joseph's hospital.
Robarts. Lillian H. Smith. The Indigo in Manulife (first place I read manga).
Frans. The Royal.
I'm going to visit SJCS (highschool) to drop by and see if Mr. English Teacher can make it to the party. It'd also be interesting to see if the mural I painted with Kristine is up somewhere. 
The ROM. The AGO (I've spent at least two summers volunteering there...sweet, sweet air conditioning and free, free art). The Bata Shoe Museum. One last Afternoon Tea with Emily. Hang out with Kristine.
Hanging out with the Fish Platters. Baldwin. Chinese bun stores.
Queen's Park. Tacos el Asador. Korean Walnut place.
Yonge Street. Bay Street. Front Street. (Scariest thing I've ever done was rollerblade from Wellesley to Front along Bay during rush hour when I was in highschool with Rhodessa on probably the shittiest of the shittastic rollerblades ever. Two cars barely missed me and I wiped out I think before Dundas.) Spadina (first place I had dumplings apparently is infested with rats). 
Kensington Market. Used Book stores (where they used to be and where they still are).
Dufferin. Brock Avenue. Queen's Street. High Park. 

A lot of what I describe involves food or past romances. 
It's going to be an enjoyable but sort of pathetic time going around to all these places.