Found this picture in Esther's phone. Not sure what we were doing to be honest. Probably another crazy moment, ehehe.

But see someone was opening the door? Esther got hit by the door few seconds later! Ahaha.

It was taken during Malaysian studies class last week, I think., before we knew our midterm results. That's why I still had the happy face on. But it was gone once I knew that I got a B. Loljk. No one cares about Malaysian studies!

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I paired up with this Sri Lankan (or wherever she is from) girl from January intake even though we have no poems in common at all! Not even a single one!

Apparently, she is very very very interested with BICNSFD (even its initialism looks weird) and she really wanted to do that for our first choice. On the other hand, I love One Art sooo much! I can even read out the whole poem right now!

So she was like, "This poem yada yada" (She has a strange accent and I can't understand it at all meh) and just went on talking about it. And I didn't know how to say "No" to her so we just chose this as our first choice.

The main problem is, I don't even understand what it is talking about! It is by far the hardest poem I've read from the book. It has so many symbolism and it is about Death........such a depressing topic.

Don't think I will be looking forward to the next few Poetry classes. Oh well, because I could not stop for death, he kindly stopped for me. (Ugh)

Besides, I am the ONLY Chinese girl in the class. I am the ONLY girl from April intake. I am the ONLY one in the class who can speak Chinese. Feeling sooo speciaaal.