Party, Party, Party

Been having way too much fun here, meeting lots of cool people, making new friends and partying lots... dad keeps telling me to come home early... so I've been listening to him... 6am, 7am... lol... the sad part is, in this country its safer to come home at 6am than it is to come home at 2am..

some highlights...
went to a BBQ on Friday, ended up chilling there and all of us Ismaili's (about 20) were singing indian songs until 3am... not something you'd expect to do in Canada (as far as I know)
Saturday was supposed to be a relaxing night, went out to Iguana (a lounge) then went to Carnivore (my favorite club in the world..ok, the old FX in Missisauga is #1 but that's not open anymore...) and then back to Iguana...went to bed at 4:30 and had dad waking me up at 8 b/c he needed help at the restaurant... aargh... I guess I should be careful... wouldn't want to get grounded... ROTFLMAO....

Sunday I was out until the wee hours of the morning as well... good thing I took it easy on Monday and Tuesday... can't beleive that I only have a week left... It's a hard life waking up somewhere between 11am and 2pm everyday... very hard life...

c ya's