A little party never killed nobody

Hey guys!

So this week has been a tad on the boring side, just doing the school thing. I think I've pulled a muscle in my stomach because I've been so ridiculously sore from my ribs to my belly button that it keeps me awake at night. I can't even call it sore it feels like I'm being stabbed in gut repeatedly. So I'm going to try to head back to the gym today after taking two days off, because I seriously need to go for a run. But hey I said I was starting at 153.7 (I think?) I'm now solidly at 149.3 so I'm happy with that, gotta keep those results coming!

Tuesday night I went to see the Canadiens play with my favourite twins. They're turning 19 on Monday so this was like my birthday gift to them, a winning game against the Carolina Hurricanes.

Perks of living in Montreal pretty much everyone loves the Habs, especially the guys. See male on left, my new love hate hockey buddy. Love because we love the same team, hate because he is constantly making fun of my favourite player. I mean come on Brier isn't that bad!! He even scored last night against the Bruins, and yes I took every opportunity to text said hater, and have a "ha ha!" Moment.

Hopefully I can carry the tradition of taking them to hockey every year for their birthday cause it was fun! 

Tonigh I'm headed out to a 1920s party. It's called the "Fuck Prohabition party". I have everything I need but shoes and a head band. Biggest struggle of all: my shoes are all black and my dress is light pink. I'll go on my search later today hopefully I'll find something cheap and pretty. There's a pair of shoes at forever 21 that could work but paying 40 dollars for cheap shoes doesn't sound too great.  Pictures to come!! Here's to bringing out my inner Gatsby.

In true Gatsby style, and because the soundtrack to the Great Gatsby is my favourite album. 

Song of the Post: 100 dollar bill - Jay Z 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hAESe4Dc0HY

Good night, good morning, good afternoon but talk to you soon.