No classes tomorrow! So it doesn't matter that I've stayed up so late, except that I'll accidentally wake up earlier than I'd like and experience tomorrow from a more zombie-like perspective.
Today I turned in the receipts and leftover cash from International Day to the OMIP. Initially it appeared we were short a nice quantity of money, but it turns out I'd written down wrong numbers on our summary of expenditures (I left off a packet of cinnamon sticks) and I think the person at the office miscounted the remaining money. Anyway, everything added up right the second time.
Then in yoga (reverse the order of these paragraphs, yoga happened before OMIP) we blew up balloons and stomped on our neighbor's. But first we wrote stuff on them or drew pictures, whatever we wanted. Some people drew faces and luckily I didn't have to step on one of those.
After fencing I watched the last five minutes of Thank You for Smoking with friends who were in the common room. Then we played Mario Kart! The original one, which I'd never played before, but that's really no excuse because some of the people hadn't ever played any version but they still beat me. Every time.
I thought I'd be going to Ocean Park tomorrow, but it turns out it's closed. This is really strange, because there's no holiday or anything, we just don't have classes. Some friends who haven't been to Stanley before will go there, but others who really want apple cobbler will stay on campus and bake some with me. Am I allowed to use the verb "bake" in reference to a microwave? Probably, but I consider it highly offensive to ovens. Good thing ovens don't read blogs.
Okay...bedtime.
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