So this week I skipped/overslept for the remaining 3 days of class. I nearly missed the graduation dinner because I thought it was on Wednesday night instead of Tuesday night. Here's a picture of my class (well, most of it):

The two Chinese girls are our teachers. I'm the goofy-looking one in the center.

On Wednesday morning, I was saved from sleeping in again by one of my classmates. You see, we were forgoing class in favor of a trip to Mao's tomb. So I got dressed as quickly as I could and hopped on the subway for Tian'anmen. Despite my slow start, I was way ahead of my class. I decided to visit some extra stations to pass the time (I would have gone for the full Mornington Crescent ripoff, but transfers take waaay too long).

After we all got to Tian'anmen, we headed to the tomb. There was a huge line of people but they really shuffle people through, so it went pretty quickly. Inside we moved very fast. They don't really like you to linger. Anyhow, Mao Zedong is dead. Rumors that he's on an island somewhere with Elvis are totally unfounded.

I'm rich biatch!

Actually, Jester and I have to pay rent tomorrow, so I'm sitting on a pile of cash right now. Yeah... I figured I'd take a picture while I've got it.

The drama continues

So uh... yeah, Very is definitely into me. There is no longer any doubt. Oh, and she found this diary. I guess it's fair since I found her blog.

Now the problem is Cher... We haven't really seen much of each other since I met Very, but technically we haven't broken anything off. Honestly, my romantic life has never been this complicated. I've got to make a clean break with Cher (and I'm not just saying that because Very is reading this) but I'm a bit confused about how to do that. Maybe I should tell her I'm gay? I've never used that one before. I could always tell her the truth, but where's the fun in that?

Transitions

I've got too much free time now that school is over. I have sooo much trouble when my time isn't scheduled in some way. Here's to waking up before 10:00am.