Yesterday I was slapped. Smacked on the face. Hit by the sudden realization that a mind dont prosper by just relaxing and playing. All play makes Jack a stupid fellow. I dont know when I started to stop pushing myself. I dont know when I started to say its ok to just finish my assignments without fully putting my mind to it. I dont know when I started to see a pass as just a 4 letter word that needs to be obtained, as an endpoint with nothing else beyond it - especially when I have other fun things like my consoles and internet and unread novels and movies and cheesecakes all clamouring for my attention.

Hrm. I really should stop selling myself short.