As predicted, I was dragged out to practice driving early this morning. After some reflection, I've concluded that driving is not an act to be attempted unless the driver is fully awake. Or at least, should not be an act to be attempted.
Hey, at least I didn't ran into or over anything.
Forgot to mention...the chances of chances...that I met Xixi Cheng while leaving Beijing. She was standing right next to me on the shuttle we took to board the airplane, and recognized me before I recognized her. I think distance and the sense of departing highschool graduate has made the heart grow fonder, so to speak, because she spoke to me more on the shuttle than, I think, in the entire year that we've been together...considering the fact that she's in my econ and English classes, that's saying something!
Went to library with Kate in the afternoon (see, Lucy, you should've stayed...but I forgive you.... Joking, joking). Checked out some books and started reading them while in the car even though I knew it's bad for my eyes because I'd been soooo book deprived the past few weeks. Book deprivation should not occur during summer vacation, when time is not a limiting resource. It just shouldn't. We (Kate and I) went down to the basement and up to the eighth floor, discussed the possible purposes of artificial grass stuck upside-down on the ceiling (okay, what do YOU think they're for?)and, after much consideration, decided to avoid getting reacquainted with the library catalogue (see? This is a computer, this is a keyboard, and this is a catalogue. YOu can use it to look up books...) on the plead that the computer might explode from our sarcasm if we had. Gotten re-acquainted, I mean.
Went home and discovered that mother have been attempting to help me pack...which means I'm going to take out everything she packed and repack it using the system of organization that I'e already employed and make a list of all the stuff she added.
Stuff. Why're there always so much stuff?
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