Oral Test

I always hate these two words, Oral and Test. 

And When they come together, the world shakes.

Apparently my tiny little world just collapsed after the German ORAL TEST few hours ago. 

I have certainly done an bad job. Well, Oh well. Oh well. Oh well. 

The German Tutor pointed to a ridiculous looking graphic with some statistics on it and asked me , " So, in 2003 wohnten mehr Studenten mit den Eltern als 2000. Warum?" (Compare to 2000, there were more students  living with their parents in 2003. Why? )

Errr, I stunned, ask me in any language, i would not know the answer. 

Alright, here we go the official excuse, I do not want to waste effort on something that I am interested in but not that interested in. Something refer to German I II III IV, history modules, even, if I insist, the Maths modules. So here is the point, I officially forgive myself. 

I think I am behaving extremely childish above there

I bought a book. It is about food. Yes. it is. so the thing is that I bought such a book from NUS bookstore, while everybody else are probably eating their text books or sleeping with the text book opened, sitting on the face.  Good for you, man. 

Read few pages on two books with some sorts of long names. Let me call them western arts and paintings for now. Quite funky stuff. Alright, breadth for next year settled. 

Ensemble tech class is over for the sake of examination. But I do wanna go for tech class badly. You know once I stop dancing, stop scolding my dancers or getting scolded by my choreographers, I feel empty. 

So... Going for some ballet shit this weekend!