Friday, August 28, 2009
I could go on about what happened yesterday involving a smartcard and a pink piece of paper but I will not, because I don't feel like thinking much today. 5 days away from the pool and I've lost sense of time, the days, the number of the day, and the sense of completion. However, today, I feel as if I did everything I needed to in order to be ready for class Tuesday, 8am. No, it's a welcoming mass, I think. I have not yet written my memoirs, neither on any fanciful tale, yet I feel as if I did something today.