I was slacking off on Christmas afternoon. I was studying in a cafe with my old friend A.

Officially started writing a paper template based on typst.

Since I didn't know much about typst before, I read the graduate student template of Sun Yat-sen University in detail and decided to start by copying it.

I worked with a friend from my undergraduate program. We worked all afternoon to replicate the layout of the first and second pages.

But it can only be said that the code structure is quite simple and has zero scalability.

But I can’t care about so many things. Being able to run is victory, and the rest can be discussed later.

That night, I went to Xiaobei with my old friend A to eat barbecue.

Walking down the long corridor, everything seemed familiar.

Every time I suggest coming here to eat barbecue, and every time after eating, I say that this place has a poor value for money and I won’t come here again.

After eating, I burped all the way. For the first time in my life, I walked from Xiaobei back to Yangji.

Of course, after wandering around for quite a while, I didn’t get home until after eleven o’clock.

The next day, I was still working on the typst template, from the afternoon until 3:30 in the morning. Finally, I finished it and put it on GitHub.

https://github.com/Remyuu/thesis-typst-cn

My friend asked me why I worked so hard. I smiled.

It's ridiculous that life is so bad that I am addicted to the sense of order and regularity that electronic typesetting brings me.

Friday is also a busy day.

I came home, played some games, prepared the emails I needed to send tomorrow, and finally wrote this diary while lying on the bed.

I have to say, the past six months have been a mess. A lot has changed, but no one can see it.

come on.