Chinese chinese chinese... Why!

I will survive! I am surviving... At least for now... Oh my! Who am I kidding? I am dead!

Just finished my seemingly-taking-forever-to-finish Chinese test, which contains two surprisingly lengthy essay with lots of wrong-written words. What do you expect from me? I have not write Chinese for quite some time now. I do not read Chinese newspapers. (Actually I do not even read newspapers that often. And to imagine I am taking up journalism... Weird...) So there is pretty much an idea of how am I coping up with this Chinese subject in your mind now. It is impossible I tell you. IMPOSSIBLE!!! Why do I have to put up with this? Why?

During the test, I just stared at the paper then just wrote and wrote and wrote... And it is not because I have tons of things to write. No! It is merely because I do not know what to write. I do not have a specific answer to it. So I chose to write whatever appropriate, just to be on the safe side. I practically just repeated everything over and over again. That is what people do when they do not have an idea of what is going on. That is just me! I am normal too you know...

I am just waiting for the day my results are out. Can't wait to look at the disappointed face on my teacher. Hey, I can't help it. I am just not good in Chinese. What do you expect?

You know what... I have a strong feeling I am not the only one with this worries right now.

Hey, you have me and I have you. Let us go through this impossible task together!

Remember... Miracles do happen! Let us just hope that this miracle fall on us...