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English 205 has got to be one of the worst classes ever. Was at the college office when Tanay told me about NYC. We both rushed to the phones and tried to call friends and family in the States, but to no avail. I called home and spoke to my parents, and after trying the whole day, finally reached my cousins at 12am. Yi Kai called to let me know he was ok, and Sharon called too. Residence has been semi-chaotic; every single tv was tuned to the same station. It's horrifying to think that something like that was happening so close, yet so far. I never thought about it, but tonight it hit me how isolating campus life really is, how disconnected we are from everything else. Sat in the quad just staring at the sky; we really are just insignificant beings whose existance can so easily be snuffed out... Ah well.

Was at Althea's new place today--it's her birthday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALTHEA *hug*