晚上七點的課，我六點半到，結果花了十五分鐘找車位。一下車之後，呃，我居然忘記帶皮夾...。
一到教室，媽啦幹！我知道美國研究所學生很激進（？），但是也沒必要上課前就把前三排擠滿吧？幹！
只剩最後一排有位子。唉。
其實我早有上課會聽不懂的心理準備，但是心理準備也只是準備而已。專業術語大連發真的是...
唉
第一堂課上的是我最畏懼的會計。教授突然問了一下多少人有看華爾街日報的習慣。我眼皮跳了一下。
「華爾街日報是本門課的必須讀物喔（笑），
每週我們會抽一小時討論裡面的文章（笑）」
...好吧。
回到家，登入選課系統看一下其他課的上課教室跟大綱。
呃，為什麼有兩堂不同的課同時要我們去分析哈佛商學院做過的專題？
而且一學期要完成八篇然後上台報告？
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espresso咖啡粉跟伏特加已經在我本週的購物清單裡了。
這一個禮拜行程超滿。採買跟拜會，呃，怎麼搞的好像官員一樣，應該說「找朋友敘舊」，這堆事就佔去我一大半時間，而且美國這國家又大到靠悲，開車開一個小時去找朋友在這裡聽說是剛好而已，所以我室友這禮拜能看到我的時間就是他出門上班前的那五分鐘。
昨天真的已經快體力不支，所以我決定放自己一天假，這種明明已經在放假卻還得挪時間休息的感覺實在是很複雜。
昨天晚上去買了兩個木架當電視架跟床頭櫃，回家路上因為剛好會經過Rowland Hights這個華人區便決定去那邊張羅晚餐。那一區有一個Diamond Plaza，算是個這附近華人的熱門休閒重地，我還蠻熟的。
我自己一個人吃飯的話是不會想在餐廳坐著吃的，所以點了很久沒吃的海南雞飯外帶。要等五分鐘的關係，所以我就到門口抽煙。
這個區域很明顯的一看就知道是華人的地盤，滿滿的中文字看板跟四處穿梭的華人，可是每個人都說著英文...。是啦，我知道我在美國沒錯，大家都說英文是很合理的。可是當站在華人區的時候我不知道該怎麼形容我看到的這種違和感，頓時覺得時空有一點錯亂，我不知道在這邊的韓國人到韓國區或者是日本人到日本區時會不會有跟我一樣這種莫名其妙的感覺。
明天應該又是出外敘舊的日子，今天還是別想這麼多了。
I've lost all my bets, all the chips that I held in my hands.
I've met my worst downfall after all these years I've lived.
Throw away my genuine.
Rip my body into piecies.
Put myself in a glass uterus, you can see me, but can't touch me.
Smoke is my air, painkiller is my nutrient.
Overthrow all the concenpt I used to have,
Reset my mind back to blank.
Learn from my fear.
Reconstruct a new characteristic.
I know how weak I am,
I understand how afraid I am,
But it's time to go back to my battlefield - no matter I'm ready or not.
I'm not a Phoenix.
I'm just a soldier back from field hospital, crawing in the trench with scars on the body.
Heading back to the land covered with star flag.
Heading back to the jail for the fallen angels.
Money is the new God, power is the new belief.
Step my game up, deal me a new set of cards,
A challenge I decided to take, the intro has ended, time for the opening theme of act one.
Reserved seat is ready,
Please be seated, enjoy this puppet show just for you.
The name is Gerald, the meaning is warrior.
Watch me rise, or fall.
"They don't know what that scar about, they don't know what that war about"
"They don't know what that candy car about or smokin that joint about"
"Texas is the home of the players and pimps"
"Showin naked {ass} in the great state of Texas"
"Third coast born, that mean we're Texas raised"
"Texas mother{fucker} that's where I stay" (already)
[Paul Wall]
What you know about swangers and vogues (what)
What you know about purple drank (what)
What you know about poppin trunk (what)
With neon lights and candy paint
What you know about white shirts (you don't know)
Starched down jeans with a razor crease
Platinum and gold on top our teeth (what)
Big ol' chains with a iced out piece (bing!)
You don't know about Michael Watts (nuttin)
You don't know about DJ Screw (nuttin)
What you know about - MAN, hold up!
I done came down and what it do? (already)
You don't know about P.A.T. (uhh)
What you know about FREE PIMP C
What you know about the Swishahouse man (what)
What you know bout the S.U.C. (nuttin)
We keep it player, ain't no fake
We be holdin plex whenever haters hate (okay)
We listen to music Screwed and Chopped
Down here in this Lonestar state
Out of towner's be comin around
Runnin they mouth be talkin down
But you don't know nuttin 'bout my town
Either hold it down or move around
[Chorus]
[Bun B]
They don't know what that cheese about
They don't know what 83's about
They don't know but that's how it be's about
or pour PT's up out
They don't know about sippin or
they don't know about slabs that crawl
They don't know about gettin amped
off three monsters wrapped in that four
They don't about about RBJ's
They don't know about Gulfway Drive [the main stretch in Port Arthur]
They don't know about Louis Manna
or Corbin Terry, them boys gon' lie
They don't know about bumper grill
They don't know about button it down
They don't know about H-Town
Takin over the rap game and shuttin it down
Bun B baby I rep the trill
All about makin a dollar bill
Grip the grain, drip the stain
Dancin Swisha let's throw some kill
I'ma keep it real mayne show my skill
Pop my trunk and show my fangs
Leave you numb like Novocaine
'Til they free Pimp C, you know it mayne
[Chorus]
[Paul Wall]
Hold on, hold up a second cuz'
Boys comin down blue or red (mayne)
Down here pimpin ain't dead (ha)
Grindin daily to stack my bread
I from the place where girls jump fly (what)
Nowadays the broads pimp broads (yup)
They got mo' game then most these guys
You'll get set up and then you'll get robbed (gone)
You don't know about chunkin a deuce (nuttin)
You don't know 'bout a Southside fade (nuttin)
Down here we be ridin D's
But you don't know about choppin blades (what)
Texas Southern or Prairie View (what)
What you know about Battle of the Bands (nuttin)
Down here we got ghetto grub
Like Williams Chicken or Timmy Chan's
You can catch me ridin swang
What you know about sippin syrup (nuttin)
You don't know about po'n it up
Purple drank so speech is slurred (what)
You don't know about the way we talk
Boys say we got country words (ha?)
But I don't really care what you heard (okay)
Cause you don't know about the Dirty Third
[Chorus]
[ad lib scratches to end]
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