George the German guy is OK now, he sympathises with my cause and thinks Sam is horrible. On Thursday we are going to salsa lessons.

I tried to wage war on Sam last night but my womanly desire for peace took over and I remained silent. It wasn't a lack of assertiveness but just a calm and objective approach of remembering he will be gone by November and we will have two new housemates to either like or dislike or even loathe.

I should go on with my China story now. Where was I? No I can't go on with it, it will all sound ridiculous.

I think this has been my best semester at uni so far. I'm far less stressed out about tests and assignments and things because now I feel that as long as I have a basic idea of what's going on I'll at least pass or even get a credit and seeing as though I no longer wish to do anything postgraduate getting passes doesn't matter. Whoo!

Coffee time. Then I have a business chinese quiz.  ¶ 12:23