dead.

School started today for Glenn and I.
Sick. Tired.
The excited-ness slipped off when we were in the midst of lessons.

1 module per month.
10 schooling days for January.
12.30 pm - 4 pm daily.
A holder of Bachelor of Arts in 18 month's time.

I wanna do well.
I hope I can.
I shall, and i MUST.
And this shall be my new year wish for 2009.

Writing.
Was asked to read some scholarly report as homework.
I needa read ONE single sentence for at least THRICE before I fully understood what it meant.
That's English.
Mine isn't.

If only everything could be transformed into Chinese.
Words.
Spoken.
Language.

I guess I'd have a much easier life.
I guess i would have confidence to do well.

IF only...