dear me

left
11:42 p.m. on 2006-05-26

That’s ¼ of jc life gone.
Rather eventfully, I suppose.

17 and jaded?

What a thought.

For now commercialised seems to describe it best.

And every time I try to get away something just reminds me of it.

Everything just plays over and over. I hear the sound of a click, then I know it’s starting, and it just goes on and on. It doesn’t stop. It doesn’t want to stop.

It’s the holidays. V good. Time to hibernate with chocolate and coffee and pillows and all things good. Before the realization that you’re getting fat hits you.

Today the math and econs tutors had their last sessions with us. I suppose the same can be said for bio. How depressing. But they ended well. And I guess we’ll look back on them in future, no doubt to compare, but also for the sake of laughs, and maybe inspiration.

There’s something comforting in knowing that someone who has taught you for only a term rmbs the names of not just the class reps, but also that of everyone else in class.

So.
Leadership’s also about being able to lead yourself.
And hope’s still there at the worst times.

17 and jaded?
~~17 and jaded.~~

For now.

After all, it’s the holidays.

It’s when you’re haunted by the past
And you know
That

Otherwise you never learn to love.

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