I am almost disgusted with myself saying what courses I'll take while indeed I should be doing something else. I'm still not entirely free yet. Damn. Anyway, these are the 3 courses for next semester:
1. Litorary Translaxin (This is for fun. The course I'm most looking forward to)
2. Translaxin of Publeak Relaxins Writin's (I'm gonna hell with something useful)
3. Natoral Language Procexin' (This is for knowledge. After this HOLY semester, I need something solid, and a good teacher that teaches. The other 2 are great too, I guess)
And still there's the Putonghua. A big plan. But you've gotta execute it.
After all these damn years, I can really speak "an" English with a different flavor. wakaka.
But I just can't understand why they all speak like that.
Except a few of them. The accent thing is infectious.
It is tormentin' to listen to such presenters 3 or 4 times a day.
Oh, or was it a night instead of a day?
What a lovely accent they have.
This lovely affliction of an accent.
It is even more tormentin' to hear somebody say,
"You've done such a nice presentation."
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