Love Your Pet Day/Cherry Pie Day/Second Honeymoon Weekend
2004-02-20 @ 10:47 p.m.

I was proven right today, because Terence Szetoh was asking about Jennifer during break. Some people have all the luck! They've struck the genetic lottery. One look at them, and you think, Nature sure did something right with them. Anyway, today was quite an odd day. Went for Student Venture, got to know a few more people, who I subsequently bumped into during the course of the day. The weird part is that they recognised me! Usually I recognise people more often than the other way round, just goes to show I look quite forgettable. (Sigh...) Then came my International History lecture. I think my lecturer is very odd indeed. He can't seem to get our names straight. He was like calling to see if I was present, but he was looking at someone else. Then later during the lecture, he asked me to answer a question, and this time he looked in my direction instead. A few crossed neurons up there, I suspect. His lectures are quite rambling, nothing to really focus on. I was like stoning completely today, totally zoned out. I wasn't dozing off, like I was on Wednesday when I couldn't even sketch my demand curve properly, because I've been sleeping at 11 plus for the past two days. Really makes a difference to your mental state! In the words of Shakespeare: "Sleep that knits up the ravelled sleeve of care/The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath/Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course,/Chief nourisher in life's feast."

I digress, as Mr Purvis is fond of pointing out to himself! After school, Chernise and Daniel went to meet their OG, so I followed them to Holland Village, and went into Coffee Bean to nurse an over-priced cuppa over my Mathematics tutorial. During French, we read an extract from La Disparition by Georges Perec, which incidentally contains not a single occurrence of the letter "e". Someone's translated it into English apparently, which is remarkable considering two-thirds of the lexicon is banned. It's one-eighth of the lexicon that's left in French, in case you're wondering. Didn't notice this singular fact until Mr Quenot had typed out the vocabulary exercise on the computer. It's really nice, because all the non-"e" words are quite musical, like carillon and polochon. Finally, to round off this utterly bizarre day, I ended up having dinner with Chernise at Junction 8, in a Subway that doesn't sell the sandwiches. We got the ruggers who went to watch a match at RI to keep us company, because the rest of our class abandoned us for home after watching a movie. So mean! Sigh, I really should go practise my guitar piece now, so that I won't disgrace myself tomorrow. Cheers!