Another meme [s]

A Meme: Yanked from celti

* bold those books you've read
* italicize started-but-never-finished
* add three of your own
* post to your livejournal
* please take the liberty of correcting any mistakes in spelling of titles or author's names, deleting duplicate entries, etc.
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More grad photos [s]

My roll of film came back today, so I'll scan some of the highlights. I'm not a huge photo-taker, so there's still a few shots on another roll which I haven't finished and probably won't for a (long) while, until everything's been half-forgotten or something. (*grins*)

Regarding this post, the camera's not broken; my photos turned out fine.

I'm going to start writing captions for my photos here since the title field in photobucket often isn't large enough for my needs.

1. Most of the IB class of 2004, a photo taken before the graduation ceremony, so that's why some bodies were missing (like Antonuk's...she arrived much later).

2. Me and my friend Jane

3. That's me walking off the stage after receiving my diploma. The white blob behind my head is Principal Hunt, and the person reading the names (in the special red/yellow/blue doctorate robe) is Mr. Jolly, my English teacher (he's retiring this year). Yes I know I need to learn to walk more upright. I know.

4. A toast with my next-door neighbour (she took me out for lunch after the ceremony). That's my first glass of legal wine. Yes I was dizzy after it. Yes I finished it. No my parents didn't think I would be able to finish it.

5. At the reception before the banquet. From left to right: Soraya, Jessica, Jane, me

6. Me and Lily, the girl who got to do the toast to the teachers. I can hardly even remember what line she spoke on my behalf, but asking her she tells me it was "In the classroom, you have taught us to understand and respect the limits of others as well as our own."

7. Barend (DK#2) and me - I never found out who his date was, but that's of course why he's got the flower

8. And that, is me going toe to toe with the Antonuk. It's debatable who's actually taller, since both of us were wearing high-heels (I think. I'm sure I was, and she often does.)

9. Just a group of us. I can't remember everyone's name (I don't know everyone!) but from left to right is Odd Boy, Mike, two guys I don't know, Kristina (in the blue Chinese dress), Michelle (the smaller girl), me, Garrison, and Stanley. I didn't feel bothered to retouch the rampant red-eyes on Photoshop.

10. (One of) my graduation portraits.

Restless and tired at the same time...as usual.

Why do I not want to sleep? Is it because I fear the future, the tomorrow, the days to come? Or is it because I have not done what I have set out to do? But weariness of mind begets weariness of body (and white hair), does it not? Still I, unmotivated -- but I have been unmotivated all year or more --, in half a dream and half a troubling reality, mutter words to myself in a nonsense language. And I do not extinguish the torch to end the day.

I have been on the piano a little more often than usual but it still brings me no joy.

For a moment I thought of defending myself. I hate to focus on the inadaquacies, but I need more sharpness.