I might have rehearsed too many times for my intro talk, such that I'm beginning to feel a bit sick of it. There's going to be another rehearsal tomorrow. To be frank, I feel so touched that another friend offered to rehearse with me. No matter how good the rehearsal is going to be, it's still going to be a waste of his time. There's no way he's going to benefit from it.

Apart from going through my slides over and over again, finally I did something constructive: my matrix computation assignment. :) So after my talk on tuesday, I only need to do my graph theory tutorial when I get home.

Hope the lecture ends early tomorrow. My talk is at 0930 the next morning. I hope I don't yawn in front of my audience. I'm looking forward to the end of my talk. After which, I can relax for a while before the exams.

I'm having this mixture of feelings - tired, yet happy. I'm tired of doing assignment after assigment, tutorial after tutorial, sitting for one test after another, having presentations every now and then, write pages and pages for my thesis, borrowing one book after another, so much so that I even begin to worry that my table will collapse under the weight of my books and notes. But at the same time, I'm happy that I've the ability and stamina of doing all these. To some extent, I enjoy what I'm doing and they give me sense of satisfaction.

Now that my mind is on my studies, and I'm having a good time with my friends in school, it seems that the withdrawal of a person in my life hasn't got much of an impact eventually. No matter how serious a depression is, one day, it'll be over. :)