Sinedie
FAILED PIANO. FAILED. FAILED. FAILED. FAILED. FAILED. FAILED. FAILED. FAILED. FAILED. FAILED. FAILED. FAILED. FAILED. FAILED. FAILED. Argh this sucks.
Met Ken Chew at Starbucks today. Totally missed Maris Stella. Marists are so fun-loving beasts. We are going back to Maris Stella on Monday, 31 Aug. Heck to NJ for banning us from attending school on that day, in the assumed name of STUDYING.
FINALLY I FINISHED MY FIRST DRAFT OF CHINA STUDIES THESIS. Today is sleepless. Check the time out now, it’s 5:10am. And the weather is freezing, the wind from the hills is so strong.
This is the R.O.C. Constitution. While writing the thesis I just get more and more fed up. First, it’s overdue for two days, and I am rushing it through. And then, while writing, I can see that some historical figures, be it alive or dead, are quite bastard-like. There are many things in History that could have been avoided. If the two sides in confrontation were less stubborn and pride-hungry they could have solved this long time ago!
Anyway was playing Bridge on Viwawa for a while just now. Sometimes I quite pity those Level Ones who get kicked out of the match because of their low-level. It’s like, who never level one before? However when you see how some level ones play, you will literally puke to death:
WHAT AN IDIOT. BID 7 SPADES ON THE FIRST ROUND?!?!
And this is Miss Sharon Phua, haha.