Self reflection is like looking inside yourself.

The title means exactly what it says.

Yesterday was a pretty good day.

Pinole Clean Up was a blast... of water. My goodness, it was WET.

Stupid rollers.

I'm so thankful for Mr. Cen, Ms. Chong, Mr. Fu, and Mr. Long for helping Jacques So clean all of the [expletive deleted] rollers and bins.

Later, my relatives came over, who are about to go to China for the Midsummer Moon Festival (I think that's it in English?). We had a splendid meal.

Then, halfway through dessert and a group AIM chat, the power died on my block. So, my computer died. D:

So I took pictures of candles. Pretty fun.

I was about to do an exposure picture with my camera and a flashlight when the lights came back on with a loud shrieking noise. I literally SCREAMED for half a second... in front of my parents and relatives. Man, that was embarrassing.

Then while I was sleeping, the power died again. It came back on around 4ish I think. I'm not sure. None of the clocks were working. I still haven't fixed them.

Today, I woke up, and my shoulder hurts.

When my piano teacher came, she talked about how terrible it was in the Philippines, how there was a massive flood, and she was very worried for relatives, and how the government of Philippines wasn't doing enough to help the people.

Then we started our lesson. As I was playing my Bach, a moment of, something, came over me when I realized that while a million miles away, people were in anguish and distress, here I was, about to learn an useless and impractical art.

I then continued my lesson, but not without a slight discomfort from my own lack of peril.