Tango Appassionata

Summer's going by so quickly, I already forgot what happened last week.





Fireworks on Wednesday. Chile was it? Interesting, I liked the ones that had colour in the outside and then suddenly big poofy gold-coloured cloud of fireworks will explode, making it sorta look like a flower. Meh, bad explainer. I got there late to meet up with Shi2 and Mo2 because of my fag driving instructor that decided to change driving lesson dates. My parents being total pricks force me to take lessons last minute anyways. So I arrive late, everyone there including Stephen Inglis and Eddie (haha funny) and the SGers. Lots of time wasting and conversation, like the usual.





Fireworks again on Saturday. Canada's turn. I followed Fish and the gang this time because their group shrunk from 10+ to 2 people. Sally calls last minute to join up. We park somewhere far, but not as far as the spot on Wed, made out way down and found a pretty crappy spot. I urged them to merge with the other group but being anti-social that they are, they decided not to. I visited the other group every so often (somewhat far, considering the journey crossing numerous people were tiring like hell) while I joined the smaller group in playing gameboys. Amy and I both brought two gameboys, so each person got to play their own. We wasted our time playing those 54/80-in-1 type games going "Oh yeah I remember this game! Oh I remember that too; how do you play it again?" The fireworks for Canada sucked anyhow.





Went to take a Japanese placement test today at Langara and I suddenly bump into Irene! Seems like she's going to be taking similiar courses and going into the same major. The placement test ended up surprisingly hard (crazy kanji everywhere) and ended up taking 117 (I think?). We then gotta visit again tomorrow to have an oral conversation with the head teacher @_@... we also went to check if we could take Chinese 115, and surprisingly we could. Now I have a dilemma this semester -- take Chinese or Japanese? ~_~