Parade Day/Neon Sign Day/Young Readers Day
2004-11-09 @ 9:26 p.m.

The workshop today was, above all else, entertaining. Watching Mr Sowden glare at each new latecomer is deliciously ironic, given that we come late for his tutorials all the time (and he isn't always punctual himself). Might start reading some of the stuff later. I did Assignment 11B earlier! Very proud of myself, because that's the most work I've done in a long time. Picked up my results from Mr Purvis's desk after the workshop. He sure knew how to put the right spin on my results. I'm getting tired of blog-surfing, at least the blogs of my friends. Strangers' blogs entertain more somehow. This suddenly occurred to me a couple of minutes ago. I wish you kept a blog (and you, and you, and yes, even you). That way I'd know what goes through (all of) your mind(s), even for a moment. Often I feel there's a life out there waiting to be lived, if only I could bring myself to embrace it. Is it feasible to work hard, play harder? (Yi-Xun, shut up. You're not qualified to answer that!) A presentiment of change calls into being the first stirrings of a tentative doubt. Perhaps it is indeed time to move on in some ways.