I'm in the computer lab at school writing this. How shy I'm feeling... It appears that none of my friends have break the same time as I do. Today, at least. My first class this morning was my Business Law tutorial. The tutor, who is also the lecturer, appears to be a bitch. But I guess I'd prefer my teachers to have a little attitude than for them to be lifeless and by-the-book. *Note to self: Finish all business law homework or get skinned in class.* I hate being the only Malay person in class. I think 90% of the kids who go here are Chinese. There are probably more Indians here than Malays. Of course, I look Chinese, so I'm sure people don't even notice the ethnic make-up of the class. But I do. I wish I could speak the language. Chinese, I mean. I think I'd gain more acceptance. I was standing in line trying to sell a book just now, to the student council people (or whoever the hell they are), and they really did a swell job of ignoring me. I felt that if I could jump in, speaking their language in an annoying, high-pitched voice, perhaps I'd get some service. I realize that I sound a tad racist, or at least stereotypical. But that wasn't really a derogatory comment I made. That's just how they are. Am I right?