Our campus is the biggest playground I've ever been to. That day enthralled me. It was like being five all over again. Scared everyone by climbing, jumping and hanging precariously off every structure possible. (More enjoyable as a teenager. I wasn't very co-ordinated as a kid.) Got scolded by a security guard. (For a while my face burned. Just like in Kindergarten 2. I'd spelt zebra wrongly in a spelling test. My family laughed at me all throughout dinner. And many dinners after.) Shocked a Vietnamese scholar. (This is easy and fun to do. Might become a hobby.)

Tomorrow's Christmas. I realise it's unfair how white people will technically always have a white Christmas regardless of the weather.

Otherwise, life is good!