Working title of the chapter I'm currently writing (about the miserable tragedy of the Great Leap Forward and Beijing's decision to invade India):

"And Mao for Something Completely Different".

Not such a hot idea, I suppose. But funny.

I really need to be working on it. Trouble is, I have no motivation to do it other than the big axe hanging over my head that would drop if I don't do my work. I've been sick the past few days, so I haven't been working too hard on anything. Plus, I've lost a lot of my motivation to get out of here.

I found myself very afraid the other day. I had a dream the other night where I was lost in a sea of unrecognizable faces in a featureless city somewhere I couldn't place. I cried out for my friends, but all I got was glares from passers-by.

I've finally found a home, and it's here. And now they want to give me a degree and send me on my merry way in three months.

Oh well. Anyway, in other news, the Semi-Normal is Saturday night. It's make it or break it here, folks.

~Halcyondream~

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