August 22, 2010

Day 3.

People in hall are up early. And "HO"-ing downstairs, outside my window. Apparently I live in a hall with quite a reputation. People often (sample size: 4) mention it with this unmistakable tone of distaste.

Meeting Mum and Dad at the temple to pray for divine assistance. Yesterday's meeting (will elaborate, when I can) have convinced that I will need all I can.

Came back super shagged yesterday, and was in a complete zombie-fied state and didn't skype back home. I miss everyone already. This is a definitely one of those melancholy moments.

Gotta go now. Shall catch back soon.

ps: I have a mysterious roomie that I've not seen yet. But by my amazing skills of deduction, I think she's korean.

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