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Wednesday, August 10, 2011

I made my way into the room as quietly as I could to avoid waking Mer up (how nice it is that she finally has a regular work schedule and wake-up time!), feeling my way through the darkness and around my table to get my stapler. For some reason my sometimes unnecessarily active mind started to conclude: the sense of touch must be one of the least useful of the five! I take so much longer to do something when I rely solely on it. But I took back the statement immediately as thoughts of how cruel life could be without it came to mind. Ah...moment of randomness.

Returned to her empty room with it and stapled the handouts I needed. Yayy! I think I'm almost set. It's only the first day of school and I'm already fretting. Spent the last hour or so packing my bag, printing tomorrow's lecture notes, and settling my primitive excel template in preparation to list down everything I need to do and the important dates I need to take note of. Excited. Thinking back on the productive day I had (albeit in a non-academic way), I'm certain that life would be so terribly dull and meaningless without work to do! Here's to being co-creators with God!

@1.08am



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