Throwing garbage out at dawn.

I slept at 2am last night. It was partially because I didn't realise that my clock was dead... (=_=;) palui...hahahaha... Anyway it was my own fault. Then I had to wake up at half past 6 to throw out the trash that was piling up. (They have pretty strict rules here about trash - besides separating everything, we can only take some out on certain days between 5am and 8am... which explains what I was doing up at 6.30.) Let me tell you this- 6.30am in Winter is the same as midnight! I cannot believe how I managed to wake myself up and go out of my warm warm warm futon to go into the dead of the cold cold night just to take out the trash. Well... it was trash. I didn't want to wait any longer to throw it out else the apartment'd start to stink. Ew.

In any case, the reason I slept so late was because I watched this movie... I have no idea what the English title would be but it might be "Crash". The setting was Los Angeles. Lots of anger. Lots of stereotypes. Surprising appearance of Ryan Phillipe. I forgot how to spell his name. Anyway, this movie kind of underlines what I'm studying in one of my seminars nowadays - about Postmodern Geographies. I didn't like this movie in the beginning because there was just so much hate spinning around it was twisting my head every which way but it all sort of worked out for me in the end and I'm glad I watched all of it.

I'm trying so hard to polish my English again... I mean I'm teaching English to people of all ages now but my own is starting to... ... rot. Anyway. I have to run to my next class.

Catch you guys later.