My roommate is currently educating me on Jay Chou. I keep thinking he's saying "fuck" repeatedly whenever he raps but apparently he's just stressing syllables.
I couldn't fall asleep last night because I overcaffeinated myself and was wide awake in bed for over three hours, during which I suddenly had an urge to make a life decision not to major in English. And now I'm talking myself back into it, I think. I guess I'll know for sure this time next year.
McDonald's delivers, and Pearl and I decided to take advantage of their services. When I called to order our food, I had to talk to a guy not at the McDonald's down the street, but at some mysterious central location where they manage all the phone orders. I chose the "order in English" option (just couldn't pass up the opportunity) but soon realized I had gotten so used to ordering my food in Chinese that I had to think for a second before I could remember how to say "large coffee" in English. Freaky. And in about 15 minutes, an awkward guy in a bright red jumpsuit brought us food, and more importantly, coffee.
The final, which covers the first 22 chapters, is this Thursday. Exciting. Then we'll have a very long and relaxing three-day break before the second term begins. Pearl and I are considering staying in Beijing and exploring the city instead of trying to cram in touristy spots that are six-hour train rides away.
English majors rule! =)
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