heather came to visit yesterday; somehow i always have so much fun when ottawa people make impromptu visits. the evening always ends up being so much more than i expected, a crazy night when it should be simple.
we went to the white party, which simply enough is where everyone wears white and goes and gets smashed. we were there incredibly early, which ended up making us do several tequila shots and then pounding back the gin and tonics. by midnight our drunken asses were ready to move on, so we went to a random house party thrown by one of the Carnival teams. i don't remember much after this, as terrible as that is to say. it was loud and dark and i had no clue what was really going on.
i'm incredibly tired today, after all our shenanigans. i really should rest tonight, in order to do some readings and clean my room tomorrow. it's an exploded mess in here; i don't even know what laundry is clean and what isn't. carnival was just such an upheavel of my life, and i still don't really feel in control of anything, which i hate more than anything. i'm trying to, but it seems like things just keep cropping up, and more pop up than i can handle. however, my vacation of hiding is over, and things need to get back into gear again. if only i could get motivated.
