The day after the day after the big day My father taught me well to shun the gates of Hell
But against him I rebelled as I sailed
He shoved a bible in my hand but I left it in the sand
As I pulled away from land as I sailed

Well, I wrote the last of my midterms on Wednesday, a bioethics test which was easier than it could have been. Although my ideas of what he was going to ask were slightly off, I still had enough ammunition to fill a few pages and make coherent arguments in the time given. And now I don't have to worry about exams until...february. Damn you, U of T. Damn you to hell.
Following the test, I spent about two hours socializing in Gerstein. (If you're not sure you're a nerd or not, here's a great litmus test; if you have a likely chance of meeting quite a few friends at the library, then you're a nerd. I have learnt this the hard way :P ) Soon, a group of us headed off to Medsci to meet up with others for our planned Festivus dinner.
The dinner was quite a success, even more so than I had hoped. There were some last-minute cancellations, but no no-shows, and I was surprisingly able to break the Biome committing jinx I seem to have had last year. I hope that's for good. The food itself was quite good. turkey+pasta+chocolate+pina colada=too much to eat.
After dinner, I headed over to the pubnight, walking the length of distance from Union station to Spadina. Unfortunately, I was unable to stay too long, as I entered the pub at 9:45 after telling my parents I'd be home at 9. I met a few people, then proceeded to leave with the two auntijis; you know who you two are :P
Overall, quite a good day. These must be done more often. Of course, with two doctors it would have been more entertaining, Stephen! :P

Number of :P in this blog: 3, plus the one in this sentence, thus 4.  ¶ 3:08 PM