I was in bed, with the lights off, ready to fall asleep any minute.
And suddenly three semi-drunk Asian girls burst into my room without knocking, freaking scared the crap out of me.
Can you imagine you being in bed in the dark, and suddenly someone forcefully opens the door and rushes into your room without warning?
One of the Asian girls had too much too drink and fell asleep on my bed LOL.
(Yah that is my room. It looks super bare and ugly because I haven’t really decorate it yet. I’ll show you after I decorate it this weekend! It’ll be pretty!)
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In other news, I was crap during my presentation for my social theory class today.
I “ummm”-ed a lot, and I paused a lot because I couldn’t think of the words, and I made a lot of super grammatically incorrect sentences that only one kind of people would make — the incredibly drunk kind.
I think it looked damn obvious that I was nervous.
The thing is, it wouldn’t be so bad if it was just a presentation, but no wor, it’s a presentation that involves leading a discussion on what you have presented.
Fucking hell, I did a presentation on Karl Marx’s Manifesto of the Communist Party, and during the discussion I suddenly found myself unwillingly lured into a debate on the differences between Marx’s and Max Weber’s theories, which wouldn’t be such a scary situation to be in if I hadn’t COMPLETELY BLANKED OUT.
Suddenly I couldn’t remember what the hell was Weber all about, and we only just read his texts last week!
So after an extremely awkward, long pause, (during which I might’ve looked like I was dead in the brain but in fact my brain was in a flurry of activity trying to decide if saying “I dunno, anyone has any ideas?” or just keeping quiet would make me look less idiotic), someone finally lifted her hand.
PHEWWWW. Saved me from answering, but not from being extremely embarrassed.
LCY why are you so clever.
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I must add, however, that Marx is…. WOW.
Dude is like a genius.