Just the thought of you keeps me up all night

Right. Today's Sunday, which means tomorrow's Monday, which also means: back to more school. Yay. Just finished up a page assignment for French and is on a one night break because I have a midterm on Wednesday, Halloween, and then a presentation that the prof bullied me into doing. Sad, I know. Well, life's life.

Yesterday, I worked a 9.5 hour shift and it started off with a bang. Here's a small list of all the things that happened to me yesterday: I slept in (I'll explain later why), I slipped on snow and let out the most undignified squeal where an unfortunate witness saw me at 7.30am on a Saturday morning (who even goes to school that early? It's not even finals yet. Jesus), lost parts of my breakfast to the microwave, got tea splashed in the face, slipped a dozen or so times walking outside, my water bottle falling out of my gym locker 4 times, almost everything within the locker falling out onto me three times and my cold's gotten a lot worst from Saturday morning. Not really a happy Saturday hmm? The only good thing was that my supervisor helped set up 1.5 rooms for my Friday afternoon, which was awesome.

All in all, it was a brilliant day at work. I was tired, sick -my cold's gotten worst, which made me have to cancel my appointment of going to a friend's place for some scary movie watching time (hard to believe but I was really sad that I couldn't make it ): ), and just feeling a little frustrated with life in general.

I guess it's just that time of the semester where everything's at a very frustrating stagnated standpoint which just frustrates the shit out of me. Just chirpy I guess.

Anyway, back to the question of: why did I sleep in Saturday morning?

The answer is that I participated in this awesome scavenger hunt Friday night where the rules were: dress up in your Halloween costume or we'll dress you up. So, to avoid utter public humiliation (I saw the punishments and they were that bad) I decided to dress up as my usual costume and went traipsing around downtown, bar hopping, doing stupid things with my awesome teammates and taking heaps and heaps of pictures, some of which will never ever be shown anywhere public, no matter how awesome my picture taking skills were.

Here are some of shenanigans my friends and I did Friday night...

I wanted a group picture but for some reasons my teammates were rather against it, so here's my one and only proof of 7 team members (count the hands touching the glass) : (the reason for this picture: 1 cup (Irish Strongbow), 1 team)

and here's me and my new...friend? huh? :D

And Thor...who went around saying Thor-ry. It was as much a Halloween party as it was a birthday party and he was one of the two birthday children. :)

Well, this concludes my entry of Friday and Saturdays fun adventures. I leave you with this:

beware everyone, this lovely bear might just lurking around your nearest McDonald's ;)