Oh God, what have I done? (Pandora's bloody open box is what I've done.) Welcome, Rabbit.

(Now you, too, might be able to converse with SB. He is in fact real and not a figment of my imagination.)

In other news, the SAT IIs went in a flurry of head-scratching and cockiness. It's dangerous to be quite so confident whilst not knowing exactly what you're doing. Oh well. Dark chocolate and Dan's high fives before each test made it bearable. (Not knowing what buttons to press for logs, however, was a bit stupid.)

Isn't it a Japanese custom? Swapping diaries with your high school significant other? I feel a little cheap now. It's not even swapping; it's giving.

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th since 5th october 2001