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Day Two of isolation.
How very queer of me to neglect my poor diary in such interesting times. The other day, Nghi described it as 'living a history lesson'. Couldn't agree more.
My messages were flooded with friends asking 'Are you going to school tomorrow?' It was the strangest feeling ever, I tell you.
I was supposed to have a Biology assessment task yesterday and both my Legal and Maths exams today. "Things change so fast" people are saying. So here I am, up on a 'school night' well past my bedtime.
I say, the pleasure of snoozing my alarm with no qualms, of waking up and only needing to walk downstairs to study is marvelous! I know this pandemic is terrible. People have died, and it's frightening.
School at home is nice, that is perhaps the only element of self isolation I enjoy. To be frank, to be kept at home, is, at times, maddening. How can one feel so bored and so busy? I just wish I could go to the city and play!
How very queer of me to neglect my poor diary in such interesting times. The other day, Nghi described it as 'living a history lesson'. Couldn't agree more.
My messages were flooded with friends asking 'Are you going to school tomorrow?' It was the strangest feeling ever, I tell you.
I was supposed to have a Biology assessment task yesterday and both my Legal and Maths exams today. "Things change so fast" people are saying. So here I am, up on a 'school night' well past my bedtime.
I say, the pleasure of snoozing my alarm with no qualms, of waking up and only needing to walk downstairs to study is marvelous! I know this pandemic is terrible. People have died, and it's frightening.
School at home is nice, that is perhaps the only element of self isolation I enjoy. To be frank, to be kept at home, is, at times, maddening. How can one feel so bored and so busy? I just wish I could go to the city and play!