"If I could," the band sang. Well, if I could, I'd change who I was back then. I have changed, I know ... but I wish I had managed the feat sooner. Watching the band, watching him dance ... letting the memories of missed opportunities drip in my face. Good-bye, fellow I never knew. I wonder where life will take you?
Today started off fairly busy. It's "Dead Day," meaning that classes are canceled before the official start of finals. Thanks to my ALARM OF DOOM, I woke up around six and staggered out of the building at seven-thirtyish, meaning to win brownie points by being helpful. I arrived and put myself to work, and in short order another student and I had reloaded the large kiln, rebricked it, and started it; we also unbricked the smaller kiln, unloaded it, and cleaned off the tables in the main room. Around nine-thirtyish, I went back home and completely crashed into a comatose state for about three hours. Apparently my roommates entered/left my room and left me post-it notes, but I had no clue until after I awoke.
I feel pressed for time.