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feeling: pretty darned okay
listening to: Whose Line, Scenes from a Hat clips... again~
Okay, my Japanese teachers are getting really weird about daily grading. Specifically, they're getting strange, stupid, AND strict. Grr.
An example of the strange... one day last week my daily grade was a 3.5 out of 4.0, and here's the comment the teacher gave as to why: "Creating what you want to say is more difficult than just responding cues [sic]. I hope you will get to the point where you can produce sentences freely." Um... huh? Yeah, we did do an exercise that day where we had to make up a question to ask someone else, but I memorized my question down to the particle before beign called on to ask it, and I seem to recall reciting it a lot better than most others in the class recited theirs... geez. Heck if I know. Anyway, an example of the stupid: the week before that, another teacher gave me a 3.5 for not being able to immediately distinguish from each other certain hiragana that look almost identical. Wanna know WHY I couldn't tell the stupid things apart? Because that teacher's writing is BAD. Not only that, but it was on an overhead projector with a big ol' smudge right over what I was supposed to read, and the stupid little things were ridiculously tiny, in addition to being written sloppily. YOU try writing one of those hiragana with a fat Sharpie in a space about half the size of your pinkie fingernail, projecting it on a screen, and being able to read it from a good 10 feet away. grrr... I never did care for that teacher much -_- And finally, an example of the strict: that same week, a teacher gave me a 3.5 with the comment "Pay attention to the pronunciation including accents when you memorize CCs." Oh, come on. They KNOW that Japanese accents and intonation are incredibly weird and difficult for us baka gaijin (dumb foreigners). Not only that, but I DO pay attention to those accents, and usually that teacher is the only one of the five who grates me (or anyone else) for one measly little slightly misplaced accent. She is a Nazi when it comes to accents. I don't get it...
Oh, speaking of classes, we dissected in biology today. o_O Earthworms and grasshoppers. I did both of those in high school, but both were bigger, especially the worm... and both had also been dead longer, if I remember right. The worm, anyway. In high school, the worms were like, a foot long, and looong-preserved and yellow... today they looked no bigger than the worms we see here on campus on rainy days, and they were... well, fresh. Still pink. And they bled. In high school they were too well-preserved to bleed. *shudder* It was fun to play with the amputated hind leg of a giant grasshopper though~
Well, now I KNOW I've reached (or possibly surpassed) the point of minimum sanity. Today I drew Ryan Stiles and Colin Mochrie for the first time. *falls off a cliff* Well... hey, I've always wanted to draw them... they both have very cool face shapes, weird as that sounds. :P I did a slightly cartoonish Ryan in my Jap 231 notes, and an even more cartoonish Colin in my biology lab manual. But that one I don't really credit myself for, cause I stole the pose and idea from a fanart I found online the other day. ^^; Oh well. Them guys are fun to doodle. Darned fun.
This has been another pointless blog from yours truly. I shall now return to my regularly scheduled Ragnarok-ing.
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 4/24/2002 07:15:00 PM
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