Reached home at 5:30am this morning O_O

You know, pimples are like Islamic terrorists (funny, it should rather be the other way round). Whenever one is gotten rid of, another is sure to pop up nearby. What they have in common is that they're almost impossible to completely get rid of, and they're all hell bent on making your life miserable for a cause you will never understand.

Tomorrow's the last day for acceptance for business school. Oh well.

There's some kind of 'drumline' performing for NDP. I spied two snare drums from PY (I thought that kevlar head was exceptionally taut!). Seems they managed to gather a series of marching percussion instruments by borrowing from various secondary schools. Initially I'd thought they were going to be doing something serious, but they turned out to be a bunch of half-past-six kids who pretty much seemed to not know what they were doing. I'll just leave it at that.

To your leeeeeft, to your leeeeeft, to your left right! *annoying, high pitched voices* GIRL GUIDES!

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