Although this sem is the most crazily busy and stressful one thus far in my uni life (but some would argue that I'm actually fortunate to only have to experience this in year 3), I am very thankful to have two of my favourite uni lecturers teaching me, and generally providing relief in their little rescue packages of fun, humour, sexual innuendo and sexiness when I need to escape from the crushing hopelessness/uselessness of some other modules.

I'm also very grateful that I'm taking a linguistics module, because it has simply opened my mind to even more new things, as linguistics has done ever since I was first exposed to it in year 1, and provided the nourishment and basis for intriguing discussions that I adore so much.

There've been trying times during the two heavy projects, but I'm extremely lucky to have wonderful and sensible comrades to march with me through it all.

It also feels really good to see more friendly faces in school.

Besides the ol' HK exchange gang, I've met some really really nice year 4's who have looked out for me in big and small ways. At the end of the last lecture today, all the year 4's took a "class" photo. I wonder if our batch will even think of doing that. And if they did, would I want to join in? Hmm. Food for thought.

Anyway. All that's left is bam-wham studying for my joined-at-the-hip exam papers. Which I'm actually thinking of as a welcome respite at the moment. Hope I still feel that way after cramming upwards of 5 lectures a day, starting tomorrow.

Good night and good luck.