October  3, 2000:

Life has become very busy at UPenn, this especially in American History. Tomorrow I have to do a presentation on the Salem Witch Trial, and as an ignorant foreigner, I am probably the student in the class who knows the least on the subject. I have additionally had to write a paper on the first American colonies, mainly a comparison of the colonies in Virginia and Massachusetts. Actually, even though I sounded negative before, I now must admit that I prefer my marketing class to that of American History. My other classes are Stats for Business, Human Resource Management and Introduction to Legal Studies.

Except from that, I am still fascinated by my female fantasy of September 20. I look at her, and really wonder what she thinks about me. She did not seem to impressed by the last poem I wrote her, and actually sounded a bit embarrassed. Perhaps I should not have stripped off my clothes while reading it, and doing in front of her professor probably was not a good idea, yet I still wonder what she is thinking. I have thus decided to write her another poem, and feedback would be very welcome. Please sign my guestbook or something, and tell me if I should try reading it, or perhaps turn it into a song:

Yo I'll tell you what I want, what I really really want,
So tell me what you want, what you really really want,
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna really
really really wanna zigazig ha.

Honestly speaking, I don't really know what I mean by the last part, but at least that will give her something to think about. For example, "Do I really want to zigazig ha?".