Dullsville

I have no idea what's wrong with me. A poem came popping into my head when mom and i were baking the lemon mousse cake together. It was in Chinese! Man, and i thought that after last year all the Chinese lessons would go down the drain. Well, if it were to go down the drain, dad would have had my head for it. I doubt it'll ever disappear entirely, after 6 years being in a Chinese school and another 3 years of mandatory classes.

There isn't much going on. Life's still as dull as ever. School's starting in a few weeks and i still have some unfinished projects leftover from last year. Maybe i'll squeeze in some time to go finish it, if something fun doesn't come distracting me.