Another Friday. Like all my Fridays, I do nothing so much that when I phone my brother he asks "So...lemme guess: it's Friday again and you're doing....nada? Right?" he's pretty much bang on all the time, it's very shocking. So I attempt phone calling but then after futile attempts, I remember "Haha, people do things on Fridays...unlike me who does nothing. Whoops *dozes off*"

This week was extremely busy. Three nights in a row of staying up until 3am. Never, ever want to do that again. Although, I managed to find myself a home on campus on the 5th floor of Morrisset. Being a library-bummer is a good thing in University. Oh and you should all be proud, I've been communicating mostly in French on campus (Even bought my plane ticket in French)

Okay, so I haven't been entirely doing nothing. Watching old-school late-60s Doctor Who counts, right?

I must say, 60s british sci-fi "tension moment" music is dreadfully catchy.