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10:49.48P.m.

Hm.

Not much to write about. Two assignments left - blah. A profile and the Cinema Essay From Hell. It'll be an interesting paper, but gosh, it's just so long and I just FINISHED a massive essay. Uni is great fun, and rewarding, but my gosh, it's hard work. Not that I was expecting it to be anything else.

I have to work tomorrow. This will provide me with money. Money to buy things. Capitalist societies ftw.

I've nearly finished my first year of uni - I'll be a second year. Gosh, it seems so weird that at this same exact time last year, I was fretting about our year 12 last day celebrations and thinking about my exams. I had no idea wha twas to come, and yet here I am living it. Of course, if I knew then what I know now, I wouldn't have worried at all. I wonder how much I've changed over the last year, and how much I've stayed the same. I'd have to survey my friends on that...perhaps I shall. Perhaps I'll ask them. For one thing, my hair is longer...but I think a mmore substantial survey is in order.

And with that, Good Night and Good Luck.