1000 squat thrusts and 2 all nighters in a week

Ah, so I am currently writing to you all after having written my final draft of my 6 page hand written paper. I love the stone age. To improve things, I have finished doing so at 7:30am on Thursday morning, that is right, another all nighter. However this all night was not the fun filled dancing all night I experienced this weekend. Nope, this night was filled with writer's cramp, a few laughs seeing as Emily and I were in the same boat, and pasta, lots of pasta. So now that I am about 500 hundred pounds heavier and extremely groggy, I must attend 3 classes. After, I'm going over to my friend Matthieu's for dinner, and then out to the bar with friends. I don't quite now how I will make it through this day, but at least a 2 hour nap will be squeezed in. I feel alright now, but I have a slight feeling that by class 2 I will be falling asleep at my desk, and the nice professor will then collect my ridiculous paper, and fail me. Haha, all in all things are going well. The accounting job is good, more hours=more money. However, after 5 hours of accounting my quads are sore from crouching all the time and my eyes are crossed from reading and sorting so many papers. Very attractive look I might add. This is my last week for a bit of teaching susie classes which I'm very disappointed about. However, my boss says once he fires a bunch of teachers he will have me make more classes. Tonight, my class was held in a bar, and my regular bunch showed up. When I first applied to the position, my boss said that these guys (a 99% male school) would be mouth breathing nerds. However, I absolutely love talking to them. They are all genuine guys who just like to hang out and talk. Some speak in english a bit more than others, but whatever, each 2 hour class goes by quickly. These guys are quickly becoming more my friends than my students, and while it's not something the boss man prefers, ah well. But for now, I must go try to stay awake at least until noon, while somehow straightening out my back that has been hunched over a desk all night. Ah the joys of student life.

Lata Lata folks