Ceremony

That playing FPS still meant the same thing as always .. I had caught cold. Attempted to rainshield myself a few days ago and it didn't go too well.

Being bored, I twitched the chandelier at yesterday's graduation ceremony. It seemed rather responsive and moved quite a bit .. until that professor ridiculed people who believe in astrology, numerology, mind over matter and stuff. Experienced a temporary rush of anxiety, followed by a sharp drop in self-confidence. Couldn't twitch the chandelier no more, even though the rest of the speeches were more encouraging.

I guess I'm a bit out of shape, getting anxious about something that meaningless. I don't like it, because it feels sort of like a psychic attack (angry psi rushing towards the victim). Such attacks give all the more reason to box oneself in and teach others to do the same for protection.

We were about to take pictures. Jumped onto a concrete fence, even though it seemed rather high. I was amazed.

Grandfather once entered my room, pointing at one of the toy windmills, asking "What the heck is this?". Just told him it's a "toy windmill". He probably didn't want to know what it was about, just left the room. They want us to be "normal". Grandparents left for home again.

Met a lot of old friends on the way. Paid a visit to a good old friend (lives 2 floors below, but we haven't visited each other for 2 years or more). Watched a film at his place.