In my endless bout of procrastination, I have actually started documenting the ten best days of my life inspired by the book I've just read. That, while reading the The Guernsey Literary & Potato Peel Society (which is absolutely brilliant, by the way) and practicing Jeux D'eau and Chopin's Ballade in Eb Major; anything but studying, which is rather depressing seeing as my first exam is in a little more a day, and of all things it's chemistry. Inorganic chemistry.

(I attempt to console myself with the fact that unless I perform dismally in the exam, really dismally, I'll pass the course, but then I know that secretly I do want to do better than just pass. A distinction would be nice, since I've all but lost hope of getting a high distinction.)

Anyway, the whole point of this entire chunk of ramble was actually this - I'm beyond amused that after all these years there still remains documentation of my participation in IvP. While slogging away at my self-imposed task of writing a selective autobiography I did a bit of research and I was pleasantly surprised to find the information with just a few clicks. Maybe the internet revolution wasn't such a bad thing after all XD