Oatmeal Cookie Day/Hairstylist Day
2006-04-30 @ 11:40 p.m.

I can't believe I'm making notes for my radio tests this week. Will probably end up not using them much, or passing them to my more laidback bunkmates, or both. Was just talking to Ka Tsai online, and he observed that things are falling into place for all of us, even though they aren't necessarily doing so the way we'd intended them to. How true. Not a very good time to be hit by a burst of nostalgia, but there you go. It just happens, and you're left floating in the wake of memories that are shared by a whole bunch of people you're proud to call your friends. It's funny how you grow apart so quickly, with the only contact being points of tangency. Soon people'll start flying off, and then it'll all really be over. For some reason, one of my favourite memories of A01A was the time when we got our class sweater, which turned not a few heads in the canteen when we wore them in school. It's so completely random, but so inexpressibly "us". I don't know if I'm making sense anymore...