Abraham Lincoln's Birthday/Chocolate Day
2004-02-12 @ 11:44 p.m.

Thank goodness my essay is done! At 2000 words, it should get a passing mark, even though Mr Sowden will probably disapprove of my excessive copying from the lecture notes. Put it this way, my essay is more like a synthesis of the relevant sections of the notes, with the phrasing and all largely intact. Go me! I was too lazy to write from scratch. Came across another classmate's diary just now. It's strange reading about what people are thinking. I suppose that goes back to the voyeurism issue in my RA article. The funny thing is, I understand where he's coming from, but I find it hard to rationalise that perspective. I guess it boils down to character traits, and the kind of environment you've been moulded by. I'm not saying one has to talk thrash, play the fool and generally be a slacker just to fit in (although that does seem to work well for some people). You just have to learn to let go of yourself, even just a little. It's disconcerting to read about others' worries. I seldom worry about anything, it's just not my nature. I prefer full-scale panic, far more efficient, get all the worrying over and done with in one quick burst! The irrelevance of this entire entry, and it's past midnight too, mon Dieu...