The entire day was spent sculpting my idea. This is all I did.

I'd invited everyone I'd met at the school out for a drink, but either everyone was going home to see family, leaving the country for good that night, or just were plain uninterested. A few of us went to check out the Brass Monkey to see if we could get any karaoke action in, but the wait was 3 hours. I wasn't going to wait around for everyone to hate me for singing Chas 'n' Dave again, so we headed back.

On the way back, I bought some of the hottest chicken wings I've ever eaten, which literally left me in tears and with a swollen face. The beers drunk previously managed to numb the pain somewhat and allowed me to sleep pretty easy.