I just couldn't resist taking a photo in a pink tee, red pants, and on my red duvet cover, which in turn is on my red bedsheets. Heehee. How appropriate for Chinese New Year.

I was also very guai, I spring-cleaned! Now my room's really neat and tidy. It might have been even more tidy if I didn't have a 'clothes line', which is actually just a long piece of nylon rope strung from the bar above the curtain (what's it called? I think I used to know...) to the thing above my door (the thing that will ensure the door closes by itself even if you forget to... I'm sure I used to know the name for it too!). Seems like my vocabulary has decreased instead of increasing... bah. There's also a stack of books on my table waiting to be read, hopefully something I can start soon since the essay dateline is drawing ever so close.


At least I completed the string quartet for TMP as well as finished identifying the tone rows in the second movement of Webern for text. I'm just left with processing sounds for studio composition, and reading those books of course. There you go, a muggerish Chinese New Year for me this year. Ha not like I was THAT muggerish la, if I were I might have already completed all those homework and I'd probably have already started on the books. But oh well, at least I made some progress today.

Had dinner at Ruth's flat today, with Roger, JJ, Edmund and David. It was rather quieter than any meal I've had there, as noted by most people, cos of Zhuomin's absence. But it was still enjoyable, lots of laughs as usual. And good food too.