Good times and accidents.

Maybe it's just because I've never been in such a concentrated area of young-ish people with easy-ish access to alcohol, but St. Patricks day was RIDICULOUS here.  So many people were dressed up, wearing huge silly hats, green socks, shirts, facepaint..everything.  And by the time I went to my first class at 11:30 there were already people wandering around drinking, or at least carrying huge quantities of alcohol into rez.  By 2 there were people screaming all over the place.  By 5:30 this had turned into large groups of people, chanting and singing silly (very un-irish) songs at the top of their lungs.  For the first time this year, even though we've been through 101 week, halloween, end of semester, beginning of semester, and just random obsessive drinking days, yesterday we had to register guests when we brought them in.  Only two guests each, student card and keys required to register them.  This is in effect today and tomorrow too.

With Taylor going out, Veronica studying for an exam she had this morning, and Amber in Toronto, I was prepared for a nice quiet evening.  I'd planned to play the guitar for a bit, to watch some shows, to do some reading, and have an early night.  

Veronica came over around 9 to bring me her guitar...and somehow this turned into talking about weddings, and somehow that turned into playing various songs from our favourite musicals, singing along, standing and dancing on the beds, and some sort of strange pillow fight/choreographed dance.  This lasted almost 2 hours, and only stopped when the drunk boyfriend of my next-door-neighbour walked in.  

Veronica and I  hung out until 1 am.  And then, just as I was thinking of sleep, I decided to worship.  Just one song, I told myself.  At 2, my fingers in pain from the metal strings, my eyes barely open, I went to sleep.  

Taylor slept at her friend's place, and I had the room to myself.  Accident? I woke up to my alarm feeling a little sick.  I reset it for 11.  I turned it off, apparently, and woke up at 1.  

I'd been doing so well for the last week and a half at waking up early!  So much for getting a lot of work done before my 4pm class.  

At least it was a nice sleep, and I don't feel sick anymore.