Wow, weekends are definitely party time in rez! By nine last night at least half of the people on our floor were wasted. But, I guess it provided me with cheap entertainment. Taylor and I hung out with Michael, who lives next door, and chatted about life for two hours. Or, perhaps 1 hour, including the time we spend "talking" to our drunk floormates Becca and Jane. It reminded me of watching the Victoria Day parade on TV. After the first few minutes of the parade, the commercials are more exciting than the parade itself. They are funny because they are stupid, and because you cant believe why any grown man would be willing to walk around a furniture store dressed like Tarzan proclaiming that he "wont be undersold.". They are funny because people actually want to broadcast themselves performing an outrageous embarassing-to-watch dance and singing about diarrhea. Most importantly, they are funny the first time only. Once you've seen each commercial six times all you want to do is turn the TV off. Too bad there are no batteries for the remote, and both the mute and power button on the TV have minds of their own.

At about 11:45 Michael decided he was hungry, so I went along with him and another girl to find some food. We ended up going to Shwarma, which is some sort of Indian style Pita thing, which smells really good but is full of unidentifiable veggies, and a neon green (but apparently tasty) sauce. I didnt have one, but it was because I honestly wasn't hungry, not because I was being unadventurous. The moral of this story, is that while there is no food available on campus (on weekends or after 9 it seems), one can choose a variety of interesting ethnic foods at any time of the night just a few minutes away!

Today I woke up at 10, and did my first load of laundry since I left home. It was 3.50, and my jeans/socks came out of the dryer wet. My new white towel somehow came out blue (thankfully I didn't wash my sheets!) my red t-shirt lost a significant amount of colour, and at the end of it I discovered that two different socks were left in my bag and did not get washed. It was also very strange to be folding laundry in a different way than usual. (No loud music, no laundry basket upside down on my bed, no lid-to-my-"laundry box" to fold with. Yet another routine that I've come to rely on which will have to be replaced.

In between waiting for laundry and going out to find a text book, I managed to do some of my English homework. My university English text book spent 3 pages teaching me how to brainstorm. "Put a word phrase, or sentence in a circle in the centre of a blank page. Then, put every new idea that comes to you in another circle and show its relationship to a previous thought by drawing a line to the circle containing the previous idea. " I didn't think it was possible to find any reading more boring than "RoadSense for Drivers" this is about 100 times worse. It was a very looooooong 40 pages!

This afternoon I went to FedStock, which is a giant concert arranged by the student FEDeration....hence the name. It goes from 3 -12, but I only stayed until 7. My room mate and I, the hard core partiers that we are, had to come back to get some studying done. I began reading my politics book, which is smaller than a grade 2 novel. I have to read 40 pages of "Globalization: A Very Short Introduction" by Monday, which I didn't think would be a problem...until I opened the book. I got through the first paragraph, and shelved it for tomorrow. And so, I'll leave you with the last sentence I intend to read tonight.

"As a result of this regid dichotomy that pitted the universal against the particular and the global against the local, many people had trouble recognizing the myriad ties binding religious-traditionalist fundamentalisms to the secular postmodernity of the global age."