Every step that i take to home is more and more depressing.
The abacus class that i attended was a 3 day course and by the end of day one, i felt i hasnt really learn important things.

It's like being back in poly school days again where the lecturer rambles about some programming and you just stone there, trying your best to figure out what she says but making nothing out of it.

And on the 3rd day there is a test.

i score certain points that the teacher shoots out questions at, but those are just the minority ones. What im really afraid of, is the coup de grace, which im sure will involve lots and chunks of 'programming' stuff.

China people aint helping. they are a pissful bunch of people.
now i begin to see the light between the bangalas and the cheenas.

bangalas are now more welcomed in our land than these fags.
i think i am turning into a reverse-racist person.
imagine someone hating your own race. kinda weird to think about it.

bebe flying off to korea le. somehow i can sense there's still a barrier between us.
but i miss her so much. don't know how she feels about me though.
bon voyage and take care of yourself in korea! will miss u lots...