My first year at Michener is unofficially over! No more classes or presentations! Just finals. Nothing I can't handle.

I was in a sour mood all week. Attacked a couple people, picked fights that are still unresolved (blah). Saturday was spent eating a lot of expensive Japanese food that ended up in the toilet after many expensive drinks followed by me passing out at the bar. It's good to know that at 23 I can still throw tantrums like a child, except these cost me a lot of money.