Sicknesses and Sundays
Note: My 2008 self wrote this. It is selectively preserved for historical interest and amusement from a lot of similar, chronologically nearby posts. That’s all.
Today is Sunday. Tomorrow is when I go back to school. *sigh*
theoretical and applied randomness by betaveros
Note: My 2008 self wrote this. It is selectively preserved for historical interest and amusement from a lot of similar, chronologically nearby posts. That’s all.
Today is Sunday. Tomorrow is when I go back to school. *sigh*
Note: My 2008 self wrote this. It is selectively preserved for historical interest and amusement from a lot of similar, chronologically nearby posts. It is not representative of my current beliefs or attitudes.
After submitting my article onto my Magnum Opuses website section I got to drink some more pearl milk tea that wasn’t sweet at all.
When I was little I used to look at everybody drinking bitter things like tea, coffee, beer, wine, and all that. I simply couldn’t imagine growing up and liking them. Everything good at that time was sweet, sugary, sweet, and unhealthy. Then I realized that I hated candy.
Ah, whatever.
Note: My 2008 self wrote this. It is preserved for historical interest as a glimpse into the history of this blog.
Blog revival!!! Thanks to Jonathan for reminding me of the existence of Blogger.
Today was a good day all in all.
Accomplishments:
Note: This post is backdated. I am writing this post in 2018 because, as part of the Big 2017 Remigration, I have decided to delete most of the posts because they were too embarrassing and sparse on information, but figured I might keep a rundown of the highlights.
2006, on this blog:
Note: My 2006 self wrote this. It is preserved for historical interest (as the first post ever made on this blog) and amusement, and is not representative of my current beliefs or attitudes.
Today was an… ordinary special day. Well, an ordinary day from all aspects, but a special day if you count the way everybody got hyperactive after lunch.
Well, duh!
Just your typical Friday. Typical Fridays, we get computer class. And I can repeat it again.