Of News and Rock

A few things to report. Firstly, we have a new roommate. His name's Gene (at least his English name), and he's from Hong Kong. Yeah, he got here a little late, but what they actually do here is there's this Chinese professor that finds the best students around the world in his field and pays them to come out here and work/research with him. I don't know much about Gene, as I've only seen him three times, as he's never home. But hey, we've got a while, right?
I think my cold's finally gone, knock on wood. I also got to put my excellent paper BSing skills to use: I had to write a paper on a book that I only got 1/4 the way through, and I had to write an essay for a test on a subject that I wasn't at class for, and I got a B+. I know that this sounds like a flash of genius among my many other... mental flaws. But don't thank me, kids. This amazing talent is a direct genetic hand-me-down from Dad. His superior genetic material is what's to blame for this amazing happenstance.
Also, I've discovered one of my greatest talents: air guitar. I mean, sure, everyone can jam out to an invisible instrument of awesomeness now and again, but I've had people tell me that I can rock out (or at least I could, if it didn't look so dorky). Give me a song that I'm familiar with, and I'll make the rock gods jealous with my bodacious miming.


THIS IS NOT ME