Pi Day , team lunch, St. Patricks Day and Girls Night

and i guess i shouldn't forget to mention that Paintball is planned for today along with ice-skating perhaps tomorrow.

I guess i sound like a serious party animal but truth is, I'm working off the envy of the people back home and their work-less public holidays.

So Pi-day is a strange geeky nerdy day which only Americans can identify with because no-1 else int the world has a date format that goes month-day-year .

so when 3.14.year (22/7 or Pi) arrives...it only happens in the states. I was terribly confused when i found out about it because I still automatically revert back to the day-month-year format - in my world 3.14.year is impossible!!!

Team lunch...well for me this was just an excuse to spend social time with my team. They're amazing and witty and diverse and proudly individual...and amazingly hard workers so its was kewl to see them take a break and catch their breaths

an amazing thing happened at lunch...well after lunch but due to living by tight time schedule.
I paid for  my meal, but couldn't wait for change because i had to race back to work for A-course. So i asked Greg to hold on to my change and id get it from him in the office...

I didn't get back ti the office till Thursday morning,,,a  half a day later

And i found my change on my desk. According to Greg...it had been there from the day before. No1 touched it!!! the beauty if being able to trust your co-workers\. I was absolutely surprised.

Moving on to St. Patricks Day...that was Thursday. According to the Champe this is how it goes...

"St. Patrick’s Day is a Catholic holiday. A very large portion of Ireland happens to be Catholic. As for Saint Patrick, when he was about 16, he was captured from Britain by Irish raiders and taken as a slave to Ireland, where he lived for six years before escaping and returning to his family. After entering the Church, he returned to Ireland as an ordained bishop in the north and west of the island, but little is known about the places where he worked. By the seventh century, he had come to be revered as the patron saint of Ireland.

St. Patrick’s Day is a Holy Day, but outside of Ireland, it is largely a celebration of Ireland itself.

Americans tend to celebrate by drinking, wearing green (if you wear green, leprechauns can’t see you and won’t pinch you), and eating cabbage and bacon (Irish Staples). A lot of Americans eat corned beef because during the mass Irish immigration to the US, bacon was too expensive and corned beef took substitute."

Basically , for us worker bees,  it was a normal day. But every other person seemed rather excited about going downtown for some green liquid.

So finally girls night came , with chick flicks and chocolate delicacies planned as the highlight. Work took precedence as it always does. By 7:30pm the study/work -group had dis-assembled ; the earliest for the week. DCespite looking forward to this ina  biig way, we landed up wishing that we didn't have to go.

The get together, albeit 9pm onwards was nice...just being out of the academia , work, formal behaviour box was wonderful because i got to meet the real people that have created the legacy.They're normal after all, and wonderful at that too.

All in all, a long and wonderful and amazing week.

These are few and far between in SA. I can also attest to not being too envious anymore of  the public holiday braai crews in SA anymore. Iv had my fill of fun this week,

ski slope sliding n ssssssssssssstoppin'

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Last week was a shock to the system as training went full swing and i became so overwhelmed , i thin ki forgot to breathe. By friday , afetr many late nights and complicated problems, i just needed some shut eye and a good book.

Instead, i chose to go to Canada for a family reunion of a sort. I got a 3 hour drive to Toronto from Erie via the niagara falls to be met by the bubbliest bunch of people i've met in a while.  So sleep wasnt a question, but for a change it was worth it.

Canada was great , the place is more city like so i loved it , the diversity rocks, the freedom (to not have to look over your shoulder every second) is enjoyable...i def want to go back.

So after a greeeeeat e weekend away...reality hit me with a report deadline looming. I walked around the office on Monday liek a Zombie after my first attempt to complete the report. Monday night...my final attempt resulted in one of those all nighters reserved for uni kids and programmers.

By Tuesday i was the picture of "happiness": droopy eyes, shabby dressing , yawning punctuating my sentences.

Wednesday ...it was downhill from here
Lectures from 1pm and project update required

Thursday ...
Project presentation...and would u believe a change again

Friday...i remember a Janazah...sad

n more recently i stayed up to hear from people back home( whi btw knew i was waiting ) and im still waiting

its past midnight

im pooped

i cant go to the group activity because im too tired coz i waited up
 did  i mention im tired

what a week...and this was supposed to be an easy week.

good luck 2 me