It's amazing how much a simple phone call from a loved one can mean when you're out late and tired. That's what I felt last night. Sometimes all a person needs to know is that there's someone out there who cares for you. I think there's a quote somewhere in Doyle that says how sad or accursed is the man who, when he dies, has not a single soul to mourn him. When I think about it, that quote seems quite true. I think if even Osama bin Laden dies, plenty of his followers will mourn for him. What more us?

I was thinking about meritocracy the other day. Of course, everyone knows it's not fair, depending on how you look at it. It's fair that the best get the best grades, the best jobs, etc. Theoretically speaking of course. It's not fair, however, that you can put in twice as much effort as X and still get lower grades. But then again, life isn't fair. We just have to live with it. (Btw, in case anyone is mistaken, I'm not sour over my grades. these were just some thoughts I had randomly)

School is getting very boring. Everyday we go there just for PW. Everything seems to revolve around PW now. PW this, PW that. It's really tiring and frustrating and time-consuming. I just thank God so much for giving me such a wonderful PW group. As if the subject itself wasn't bad enough. At least it's good to be working with fun people.

And then there's the chinese ao exams coming up. I begin to doubt scrapping through. I really hope I don't have to retake chinese next year. It would be SUCH a waste of time. But, ah well, what can I do? It's too late to suddenly pick a hundred and one chinese novels and read them. I wonder, if I read chinese books as much as I read english books from young, what would the outcome be like? I can't imagine myself being effectively billingual. That's a funny thought.

I just wish I could sleep my time away and not care about a thing in the world... Today was a really good day for sleeping. I slept through the afternoon. Such peace...