Well, I thought I might as well get this going. I've never blogged before, so this is sort of a combination of trying it out and getting my writing skills better. I'm thinking I might just steal SW's idea and do a day-by-day journal type thing. Here goes:
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Today was...relatively uneventful. We started the day off with Japanese, and we watched a video (in Japanese, of course). To my surprise I could actually understand some of it. Particularly memorable is the conversation from a family who had never eaten pineapple.
[to be read in a trendy Japanese teenage accent, because that's what they were speaking in]
Father: Look what I've brought home
Imouto (younger sister): Oooh! Nan desuka? (what is it?)
Father: A pineapple
All family: Ahhhh, sugoi! (cool)
*pause while everyone looks at the pineapple*
Ane (older sister): But...how do we eat it???
Imouto [In very disappointed tone]: Ah. Shiranai (I don't know)
It was just funny the way she said it. Then they actually tasted the pineapple and all hated it, except for the same little girl who loved it! It's a very quirky movie, I think it's called something like 'Memories of Yesterday'. It has 'yesterday' in it somewhere.
Pass over recess and maths, and we have music.
I used to love it, now it's not so great. Nothing wrong with the subject, or the teacher, but the powers that organise classes have absolutely no idea how we function. Last semester we had year 11s and 12 in the same class: a class of about 10. Fine. That worked nicely.
Now we have year 10s as well, bringing us up to a grand total of 26 people, ranging in age from 14-17.
This would be fine, maybe, if the year 10 class were actually advanced enough to keep up with us, but they aren't. They don't know nearly enough and the year 11s and 12s are suffering for it. Today we were watching a movie and there was an oboe in there somewhere. One of the year 10s said (very loudly and ditzily) 'What the hell is that thing?' To which I replied, 'An Oboe'. 'A hobo???!' she said in return. *grumble*
Oh, and did I mention the classroom is only intended for 18 pupils?
Yeah. Mayhem. There aren't even enough seats.
Come practical lesson time it is going to be very hard. We have maybe 10 pianists in our combined class now. Previously we only had 4. We only have 5 pianos, and at most times 2 of those are taken up by teachers. I have a feeling we'll all be working on duets.
I'm going to email whoever it is that organises classes sometime soon, because it's just not working.
On a lighter note, my chem teacher is funny. She keeps forgetting BF's name, and today called him David, Bruce (which is funny, because his father's name is Bruce David), and, when she couldn't be bothered finding an actual name for him, just gave him the title 'Count'
He burns in the sun, so I guess it works...
I swear she should teach kindergarten kids, but despite that, she's a great teacher. She's cheery and happy, and generally awesome.
Not so, says the boyfriend of indeterminate name.
Pfft. He's wrong anyway
All because I finished the work sooner than him. Nerd-races are fun. He got muddled up with the question because he was trying to go too fast and skipped steps.
Dakara, I win!
[P.S. I apologise if I slip in to Japanese occasionally...I'm starting to think in it.]