Lemon Juice: pH value 2.4
Muahaha!!! Fall victim to my Lemon-Juiced-ness.
Er... right.
Today was the skit/speech competition the Chinese School. It went well, better than my public speaking at least, heh... See, that's the thing about skits as opposed to speeches: with skits you only have to look at the audience some of the time, and when you do you can go back to staring at whatever your char is supposed to stare at before your brain can register the faces (of the judges especially *shudders*)
Immediately afterwards was, of course, the chinese exam. Not as hard as we feared, but harder than I would've wanted it to. The listen-and-write thingamabob (which, for those not familiar w/ chinese education, is actually sorta like a spelling test, only with a mega-long hunk of text as opposed to a few words) was horrible, as it was formal/olden and they didn't even tell you what it was so you couldn't even study. But the rest was okay. The translating from olden chinese into modern chinese thing was pretty simple. The on demand essay was pretty good to, since it was only 200 characters. The fill-in-the-blanks for the proverbs that we had to memorize was okay except for the part where I forgot how to write some of the characters.
After that, chinese painting/calligraphy class was... normal. I forgot to bring the Terry Fox coin so I could trade it for some other coins, but it won't be so bad if I remember next week. If I don't, then that's REALLY bad because next week is the last class. Of course, we never do actually painting in the last class, so I guess that sorta ends another chapter in the "Rosefae's Book of Random Hobbies that Tend to End Very Quickly" since I probably won't be doing any painting work without proper stimulation, regardless of whether I like it or not. Just like the way I actually ENJOYED ballet (to a certain degree, since trying to do the splits was sheer agony) but you don't see me all eager when faced with a set of barres.
Of course, my love for RPGs will never-ever end. Which is why I will now go and smash my keyboard a bit before I smash it again when I type up the script for Act 2 Scene 1 of MSND(Midsummer Night's Dream, okay?!). Yes, we actually managed to finish it, not that the guys (and Tiff, too) actually did anything except ramsack Fi's pencil case and draw a sub-sandwich on a piece of looseleaf.
Er... right.
Today was the skit/speech competition the Chinese School. It went well, better than my public speaking at least, heh... See, that's the thing about skits as opposed to speeches: with skits you only have to look at the audience some of the time, and when you do you can go back to staring at whatever your char is supposed to stare at before your brain can register the faces (of the judges especially *shudders*)
Immediately afterwards was, of course, the chinese exam. Not as hard as we feared, but harder than I would've wanted it to. The listen-and-write thingamabob (which, for those not familiar w/ chinese education, is actually sorta like a spelling test, only with a mega-long hunk of text as opposed to a few words) was horrible, as it was formal/olden and they didn't even tell you what it was so you couldn't even study. But the rest was okay. The translating from olden chinese into modern chinese thing was pretty simple. The on demand essay was pretty good to, since it was only 200 characters. The fill-in-the-blanks for the proverbs that we had to memorize was okay except for the part where I forgot how to write some of the characters.
After that, chinese painting/calligraphy class was... normal. I forgot to bring the Terry Fox coin so I could trade it for some other coins, but it won't be so bad if I remember next week. If I don't, then that's REALLY bad because next week is the last class. Of course, we never do actually painting in the last class, so I guess that sorta ends another chapter in the "Rosefae's Book of Random Hobbies that Tend to End Very Quickly" since I probably won't be doing any painting work without proper stimulation, regardless of whether I like it or not. Just like the way I actually ENJOYED ballet (to a certain degree, since trying to do the splits was sheer agony) but you don't see me all eager when faced with a set of barres.
Of course, my love for RPGs will never-ever end. Which is why I will now go and smash my keyboard a bit before I smash it again when I type up the script for Act 2 Scene 1 of MSND(Midsummer Night's Dream, okay?!). Yes, we actually managed to finish it, not that the guys (and Tiff, too) actually did anything except ramsack Fi's pencil case and draw a sub-sandwich on a piece of looseleaf.
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