J'ai lu tous les livres - that is, all my work is done - mais la chair est triste - that is no mc action last two days and thus none for a month. However, it isn't fit to groan or grumble. I have made progress this year, what with the internet broad whom I met three times, and mc with whom there is a very good chance that there is something, tho the fear is that this will dissipate in the break of the holidays. Moreover, i've gotten into a fuck of a lot more conversations with people. I feel that there is a chance that this year could be my year; it took me a long time to settle in primary and secondary school. I just wish that there were a way that we could keep in contact over the holidays. She is indeed on facebook, but i fear that it would be too forward to add her, given that it would be evident that i don't use it. Ah, the human heart. Looking back at the start of this blog I am made aware that life is indeed possible for me; that I can attract people, can get on like a normal one. In a certain sense my human heart is agrieved at the timing of this holiday, tho I am mentally and physically tired. But anyway. I give thanks to the Weltgeist.