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Margarita, who was my chinese fourth level teacher, said my tones are far better that the other girl that also spoke to Pedro Xú last week, though I still need to practice. She also said that the other two native teachers told her that I was better than that other girl, who is also a first level techer. I think Margarita was just trying to be nice to me, but that's quite improbable since she's always such a bitch. Anyway, that other girl sounded really cool to me.
My exam went better than last one, still, I am not quite sure I made it to sixth level. I hope so, because if I did, then I will be able to take the advanced conversation course with a native speaker. Lookin' forward to it.
I am not looking forward to next friday, though. It will be the company's bloody christmas party. Not only I have the pressure of making myself look again as cool as I looked last year (that will be difficult, my new colleagues are extremely pretty, Janeth has the looks of a Degas ballerina), I really feel unhappy because this year my budget cannot include a new dress for the ocasion. It doesn't help that I am getting lots of ideas from fashion weblogs, which will have to wait till I receive my annual gratification (oooh! That's just one vowel from sounding really dirty!). Since it s my policy to always wear to the party something with a certain 'Fancy Dress' reminiscence, I am torn between wearing the Nomiya Maki dress (I have never seen Maki wearing something like that, but that dress makes me feel like her), or the Aubrey Beardsley dress, you know, an oriental air, just black and white and a uniform pattern. I think I'll wear this latter, it feels right since I am reading Oscar Wilde at the moment.
I am happy. I just ate a bag of popcorn.