.::. Tongue-Tied .::.
Today was my first session with 선생님 for my Korean Speech Contest. GAH~~~~ My tongue was like twisting like a freakin' pretzel while trying to read my essay to her.
As if that wasn't enough, she had me stand in front of her and recite my essay in front of some strangers in the classroom. She's teaching Level 4 students as well and her class starts at 7, so some of the people came in earlier.
One particular AUNTIE was giving me a stupid look cuz I sat on her seat. I was like "WTF?" and gave her my DAO look. TMD ABCDEFG still dare to irritate me. Punch her then she know arh. Kana sai.
Then the teacher told them I'm from Level 5 and I'm in the speech contest. Then I gave her a smug look. Still wanna play punk with me? GO BACK AND WATCH YOUR DRAMAS LAR, AUNTIE!
As if that wasn't enough, she had me stand in front of her and recite my essay in front of some strangers in the classroom. She's teaching Level 4 students as well and her class starts at 7, so some of the people came in earlier.
One particular AUNTIE was giving me a stupid look cuz I sat on her seat. I was like "WTF?" and gave her my DAO look. TMD ABCDEFG still dare to irritate me. Punch her then she know arh. Kana sai.
Then the teacher told them I'm from Level 5 and I'm in the speech contest. Then I gave her a smug look. Still wanna play punk with me? GO BACK AND WATCH YOUR DRAMAS LAR, AUNTIE!