Today is Thursday, June 7, and the second-last day of final exams. I’m writing this post at the media center at the moment… and it appears that S-chan and Ya-chan have ditched me. Hopefully I’m correct in my assumption that lunch begins at 12:20 pm, and I’ll still have time left over to finish downloading a few, uh, files…
Spanish III exam is after lunch. No es necesario que estudie porque será muy sencillo.
Summer is so close, I can taste it…
P.S. Gackt, Miyavi, Sugizo, and Yoshiki are forming a supergroup called Skin. It’s going to be excellent.
- Current Location: High school media center in an undisclosed geographic location
I feel lonely. No one has written me for a very, very long time.
Oh, a poem we read in English class today:
l(a
le
af
fa
ll
s)
one
l
iness
— e e cummings
A leaf falls. Loneliness. “Breaking away” from the tree. I think it’s absolutely beautiful.
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On another note, yesterday was May Day, or International Workers’ Day. I supported my fellow Chinese comrades by wearing a sober, gray/khaki Communist-themed outfit and by pinning a red star onto my khaki jacket.
好，我現在警告你們！這一次我真的會寫中文。我還不能寫/講流利的中文，可是，如果你知道這麼用一個中文 word processor，你不需要知道很多中文！^_^
今天下午，我跟我的弟弟上中文學校。我們的課結束早十五分鐘，所以全部學生都待在一個空教室裡面。有個人買汽水，餅乾，還有別的東西給我們吃。很多同學是小孩子；他們都很鬧，也很魯莽… 他們一直跳來跳去，差一點嚇死我。
啊唷，我不應該吃那麼多蛋糕…
Hey，我的繁體中文這麼樣？
- Recently Finished Reading: The Amber Spyglass by Philip Pullman
Uhhh, I am feeling out of it. Long story short, I devoured three chocolate chip cookies, one package of Florida’s Natural fruit string, a bagel, and truckloads of graham crackers this morning. The greatly increased sugar intake, of course, caused me to feel hyperactive and strangely happy. The effect began to wear off after school, so I ate another dozen graham crackers to remedy this. Unfortunately, exhaustion set in for good around 5:00 pm in the afternoon, and I ensconced myself on the sofa until I realized that I would be in major doo-doo if I didn’t get a start on my homework.
Then, wonder of wonders, the goddess of fate deigned to smile upon me and blessed all of the beleaguered students in our school district with yet another SNOW DAY.
Ah, there is a truly a terrible but wondrous beauty in snowfall so thick and rapid that it forces responsible parents to fear for their children’s safety and to agree to not to bring them to Taekwondo class, to spend hours backed up on the freeway and to leave irate messages on the answering machine, and to spend two hours relaying the tale of their murderous return journey over the telephone, while their high schooler daughter waits impatiently for an opportunity to access the Web via a dial-up Internet connection, and watches a news special on Mormon polygamy instead.
Well, well, well.
As an extremely relevant aside, F.I.R. is perhaps the best Chinese-speaking band I’ve ever heard. Their pop/rock style is original, the production quality is first-rate, and Faye’s vocals are practically angelic. Real is also a very talented singer… and Ian! I love his sunglasses ^_^.
“跟我說 love love love
大聲說 love love love
有一天這世界會為我改變…”
- Listening To: "LOVE*3" by F.I.R.
For the last several years of our high school’s illustrious history, the blissful two words, “Snow Day,” signifying the American tradition of closing schools in times of bad winter weather, was very rarely uttered by any member of the student body except when youthful voices were raised in bitter complaint.
Such as:
Human #1: I sure hope there’s a snow day tomorrow.
Human #2: … You jinxed it.
Or:
Human #1: Hey, I heard that the guy in charge of announcing snow days is from Alaska.
But now, on this glorious Sunday evening, let us raise our voices in joyous celebration.
Jenny-fa: THERE’S A SNOW DAY TOMORROW!!! PRAISE ALLAH!