How Red Sneakers Changed My Life

I stir up dust particles swirling lazily in the sunlight as I hurry down the hallway. ‘Late to class again’, I think triumphantly. Since the second term of school started-make that my final term in this educational establishment-I’m no longer the nerd I used to be. It’s been a gradual change but aren’t those the ones that are the most permanent? I no longer study days ahead of a test but prefer cramming the night before, taking back-to-back classes makes my brain rot, and I look for reasons to bunk at least once a day. And I’ve got one now. The door to A2S4 is firmly shut, and I can see our Physics teacher enthusiastically drawing another of his detailed diagrams on X-ray equipment and the like on the soft board. ‘Whoops, too late’, I think happily, assuaging the slight nerdy twinge of guilt with a well-I-did-try shrug, and turn around to face the empty school hallway. For once, all is quiet. There are no shouts from the throw ball crowd that normally dominates the court througho...

It's that time of the year again. You know when the semester comes to an abrupt and sudden end, leaving you stranded in the midst of a flurry of notes and handouts at the photocopier's, wondering why your life's become the kind place where exams are always just around the corner? Yes, I'm on my study leave. Again. Well on the bright side, now I've only got 4 more end-of-semester study leaves to live through (including this one), and then I'll be done with undergrad! That's as far as I'm aiming right now. The future should be best left where it is at the moment. So I've been wasting a lot more time than need be. While reading about cache memory principles and bus interconnection structures and 32/64 bit computer architectures, I have managed to finish Season 3 of Gossip Girl (I know, Season 5 is out and I'm way behind), continue working on a story I'm writing, rediscover a David Archuleta song on my iPod, and well, blog. (Okay, so he ...