Having spent a year cooped up with a bunch of China scholars I can very extrememly safely say that I completely, utterly, wholely, superlatively, 200%-ly agree with Sheng when he says Singapore should send a nuke to the middle of China so there would be one huge hole there. That should sour relations between the two nations quite well, resulting in a very lovely situation whereby we wouldn't have shitty PRCs living everywhere and speaking in chinese, and sitting in such close proximity with me and being completely utterly selfish and uncivilised and contagious. They are such a disease. My goodness. I cannot describe just how much of a curse it is to live with these things that are supposed to be human but seem more like... smelly, noisy, selfish, irritating bulks of flesh whose only purpose is probably to keep you innovative so you think of more ways to tolerate them, co-exist with them *shudder* or if you're lucky, anihilate them. Unfortunately, I have never been quite lucky. Stupid shits.

When I am already depressed it completely SUCKS to have to come back to this shit hole that is full of all this shit people that speak a shit language and act in a shit way. forgive the vulgarities. maybe boarding HAS actually had an effect on me. Maybe the past 4 years have traumatised me more than I realised. Maybe it's made me the shit person I've become. Wad the hell. Maybe I wun send my kids to boarding school after all. Shit. 2 whole months living in this god forsaken building. I shd go home for christmas.