Bomber #7 & Post-birthday bash

I don't think these pictures even need captions. They're pretty self-explanatory. It's my party an I can drink if I want to.

Three Butterscotch & Cream shots with Bev at 318.

Polar Bear shots with Rosie at Bomber. And then a Raspberry Smirnoff.

Raspberry Smirnoff and a Smirnoff Ice. Double-fisting the whole night? Noooo.......

Trying to conceal the drinks from the camera.

Those are still the same bottles as above. I swear!

The result of all those drinks and a tiny little asian girl = red kissy faces.

Derrick, wearing the Montreal shirt and Arvind wearing the shirt of my future home. Love it!

Lerman, Bradley, Bury and Bristow after how many drinks?

Three-somes and other such trash-talk, brought to you by my one and only roomie.

Who, out of these two lovely ladies, do you think was the most hammered that night? So much so that she got kicked out of Bomber?

If you say the birthday girl, you'd be wrong.

Beep.. beep.. beeeeeep. 24

Food, Friends and twenty-Four. It was a nice, chill day for my 24th, starting off with breakfast at 318; but only after some strangely unexpected MSN birthday wishes.

Our chef of the morning, Michelle. A vegan vreakvast, if you vill.

Pancakes-a-la-Hur. More than three different kinds, with fruits, and sauces, and toppings - OH MY!

The hungry people. Michelle and myself, Arvind, George, Bev, Chris's back and Rohit's back.

You can't see it, but that coffee cake looked and sounded like 24, thanks to the ingeniuity of CMBlake. I love it!

After a day of phonecalls, emails and MSNing, it was off to Mediterraneo for the non-vegan portion of the day: RIBS.

The Yellow Side; Kat, Melo, myself and Mary - before the feast.

In the middlde of brownies; Wessy, Judith, Rosie and JaiDhar.

On our way home - no, back to the library for these geeks. Work doesn't stop for birthdays.

Time also doesn't stop birthday wishes. Thanks to everyone for all the sweet birthday wishes that lasted everyday until I went home to Ottawa the following Friday. It was a great birthday week!

11th: William's date with Bev, complete with apple crumble cheesecake.
12th: My actual birthday and the aforementioned gatherings.
13th: A super-fun all-nighter for my 372 presentation.
14th: My super-fun 372 presentation which sucked ass, but I was rewarded with a super-yummy BigMac, super-pink crepes and a super-chocolate flower with my super-fun Valentine's date, Jeff.
15th: Pho dinner with Mary and a second apple crumble cheesecake. And my Bomber Birthday (see next post).
16th: Snow Day.. or any other regular Thursday cause I have no classes on Thursdays.
17th: Home to Ottawa. Finally getting to open my SUPER HUGE PACKAGES from Anne & Essi. Sweet Thai Chili crisps! Food is definitely the key to my heart.
18th: First time at The Drink with the girls.. and some pleasantly unexpected guests...

.. and many more surprises and good times during reading week. I love it.

Bomber #6 & Pre-birthday bash

Trial No. 2 of bringing the girls to Bomber, and SUCCESS!! It was good times. A slightly different crowd; less Systems, more.. other people. And I guess we could also call this night a pre-birthday bash since some made it out who wouldn't be able to make it to next week's more official Sarah's-Bomber-Birthday bash.

THE Clubbing Buddies + 1 . Thanks for the many drinks, girls! It was an awesome night of drinking, dancing and all that good fun.

Things started to get crazy when we somehow won (?) these black Columbia toques. Where did they come from anyways???

If you think this is bad, it was 10x worse live. Melo's actually really crazy.

Wessy! Proof that I was actually in this picture. Before you cut me and my hand out.

Sy and McQueen. 2 of 6 Sara(h)s in Health.

Mag, one of my very few Health buddies. And also from Ottawa! We are a rare breed.

Some of my favourite girls in Waterloo: Bev (the only non-Healthy), Mary, Sara, Maggie and myself.

Oh, but the night doesn't end here. AF crew outside Bomber, MSNing at the terminals in SLC, MSNing from Bev's, McDonald's delivery, a late-night trip to the Castle (complete with a BigMac, chicken nuggets and Family Guy), and severely insufficient sleep for my grad pics the next morning. I still looked okay though, yeah? What do you think?

If this picture doesn't prove just how big my head is, I don't know what will. Oh no, wait - my baby pictures. Hot stuff.

Wine & Cheese

Although I did hear the crazy stories from the Wine & Cheese of 4A, this was my first ever Wine & Cheese with the fourth streams. Good times, pretty people, lots of wine and a little Rev. This was also the night I learned the true meaning of a grenade and that, as a filipino, I am considered a nigga of the orient.

Boys at the party. Boys at Rev. That random asian guy at Rev. The grenade guy. And even when I got home.

This is pretty Bev. Not a boy.

This is a brown boy.

These are boys; Cow and regular.

He's havin a heel-clickin' good time.

Brownies in the oven.

Believe it or not, they hadn't had a single drop of wine to drink when this was taken.

Boys who like boys who grab a boy's boys.

Boy. Not a boy. And boy.

Bomber #5

Haven't skipped a beat on my Bomber nights, regardless of how many papers I have to finish. I am quite proud of my 3 papers done in a day an a half though. After handing in yet another at 9:30pm that night, a trip to the Castle, then to Mongo's, and finally ending up at Bomber was warranted.

Since we were late arriving, those that got there at 8:00pm were already completely trashed, ie. Aasthaa, above, who practically tackled me to the ground.

Semi-Jack Bauer pose with a not so semi-drunk Arvind.

Secret pictures taken are always fun: I belive we're listening to Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy on Jeff's super fun mp3 player/cell.

Graham: I'm leaving a message. Sarah, who do you love?
Me: You, Graham.
Graham: No. Who do you love??
Me: YOU, GRAHAM.
Graham: NO. Who do you love??
Me: YOU, GRAHAM! Who the hell do you want me to say?
Graham: We're leaving Jeff a message. Who do you love???
Me: Ahh.. JEFF!

Cameras come in handy for just such occasions; the Systems incest goes far and beyond.. all the way to three-somes in SLC.