Starting with a Breakfast la!

So, it's Saturday morning, and I went with my Malay friend up to SSMU for a MASSA event- breakfast! Hahaha, first time I sat there and thought, "Wow. I'm in a room where everyone is asian." It was very fun, despite me being a little apprehensive about feeling socially awkward- it's not like I dropped in on a first-term welcome party.. Well, I knew four of the people there, and it was all good, I talked with different people, had lots of laughs, and had really interesting breakfast food! Toast with this yellow kaya spread with butter. Soft-boiled egg which you crack open, let it flow into your bowl, mix it up a bit and add soy sauce and pepper. I only had one spoonful of that though, because eating something you're purely allergic to is not good. I'm consciously keeping track of how much allergens I'm consuming, so I decide whether or not I've reached the quota of the week haha. Well, of course, the allergens I consume are ones that are mixed with stuff, such as a sandwich (can't help the bread), noodles in soup (part of it as well), while there are the ones that are totally avoidable and almost pointless, such as drinking a cup of milk, or just eating an egg, or having a slice of cheese (it's gross and just not tasty, eating it like that, my opinion..).
After, I had promised that Malay friend (who lives on the same floor in rez as me) that I'd go with them to the table tennis/ping pong "club"- my other friend told me to join haha because going to competitions require at least 4 people- and when I went to check it out/practice, we all came to five people, including the "coach"/leader. I did warn them that I suck though, but it's interesting how they said that's not matter, since all the girls table tennies teams aren't very good. Haha. Well, surprisingly, it wasn't that bad! So I guess 'cause I went to the practice, I am now part of the McGill girl's ping pong team. Last term, apparently there were only 4 ppl on the girls team, while there were 8 on the guys'.. Then of course, comes to the dilemma of the week. They're going to Mississauga for competition (or "testing the waters" really) this coming weekend. Originally, I agreed to come check it out 'cause my friend told me one of the girls may not be able to go, and thus they can't go because you NEED a team of at least 4. And so I wanted to be of help too. Plus, if not, since there's 5, it's also good because there'd be a backup. Problem: homework overload. Did not see the midterms/work coming until I flip the page to the next week of my planner. Dammit! So, even worse, I have a Anthro midterm on the Monday after that weekend, and I'm SCREWED for that class. Plus, math webwork is due on that sunday. Today is Sunday, and I worked my butt off at the library today. I went home when the last library closed at 8pm today. I haven't made a definite decision yet, however, I have to in at least two days. T.T

Last night Saturday was also fun, as I went to have a catch-up & bake thing with my friend on the first floor, and then went up to the 4th floor for the Mixed Drinks night my roomie and many of my mutual friends and acquaintances were having. The whole rez seemed to be partying last night lol. So after that was over, I went to bed, a little after midnight.

A shrill wailing sound woke me up. In the darkness, I groped for my alarm clock, thinking first of all, "It's too dark to be morning", "Ahhh my alarm clock is going psycho" to "My alarm clock is broken?!" to "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON."
I open the door. I go down the hallway after grabbing my coat and boots. I stand in the freezing cold outside the rez, quivering like a young tree branch at 2am in the morning, listening to the sound of the firetrucks coming in along the front of the rez, the background shrill of the fire alarm, and the intermittent swearing of the people around me. Then finally we were released back into the warmth.
Just one sentence to express myself: TWO O'CLOCK IN THE FREAKING MORNING.