It's Monday morning. I neglected to bring one of the pre-packed lunches. I just bought a couple of hot dogs. Argh.

I realized that I have an aversion to technical jargon. I feel like I'm being arrogant and impolite if I speak in fancy words. It was something that plagued me at Caltech, and has followed me to Michigan. I think it comes from my proletariat class background.

I took a Chinese oral quiz this morning. I did badly. But that's OK. I never thought my conversational Chinese would be better than my in-class Chinese, but I've reached that point. So in a way that makes me happy. Watching episodes of Meteor Garden is paying off.