I suck.

Sep 09, 2007 21:05

  I SURVIVED. I fell asleep at like 5 PM everyday and woke up at 4 (just to chat with my friends in Japan. Time differences suck), during the school days. I don't think school was that tiring, but I was dead at home everyday. Anyway. They took like the whole morning arranging my schedule on the first day. It's like this:

1 PE3
2 Biology 1
3 English 3 CP
4 Band Intermediate 1
5 French 3 
6 Geometry 1
7 Modern World History 1

I thought I'd have to talk a lot to the counselor about what to take, but my counselor was just like, hmm, let's stick you in Geometry and see how that goes. Oh, and because of stupid PE I couldn't fit in Advanced Band so I just took Intermediate Band. I kind of regretted it though, I should have pleaded for Advanced, Intermediate was pretty pathetic easy. It was kind of strange seeing electric guitars and no trombones. Oh, and they only had one clarinet player. He was Japanese, but he wasn't very social nor did he seem particularly interested in his own instrument. So my plans to make friends with clarinet players dissolved into nothing at that. Apparently there are five clarinets in advanced. I met one, the Japanese boys sister, who was a really nice senior. Talking to her only made me want to go to advance more...

My mom is saying that she will only accept A's for my report card, so I can get into Stanford. I mean, if I want to get a good job in Japan (I need to go back to Japan. It kinda sucks in the US after you've lived there.), apparently I have to go to a famous college here which even the Japanese have heard of. Which I kind of get. But that's kind of an impossible challenge, because I think I already blew the Modern World History pop test, and I realized that, during discussion time, I have no talking skills whatsoever. An episode when we were each to summarize a page of a booklet about Renaissance, and present it to our group:

Me: Um, the Renaissance Italiens created a new set of values for themselves and those new values included upward mobility and self-reliance and-
Classmate: Hey will you talk louder? And slower? Because I had no idea what you were saying.
Me: Oh. Um. Sorry. *countinues blabbering on at high-speed*
Teacher: Okay, everyone, we're going to have a pop test on what your mates summarized for you in 10 minutes.
Classmate: What!? I had no idea what she (me) was talking about, actually...
Other classmate: She was just basically saying stuff like (insert extremely rough summary of my speech).
Other classmate: You know, I think it'll be easier just to read the packet.

Yes. I SUCK. TOO BAD. orzorzorz I can just see myself getting anything but an A in that class. But I think I'll do okay in Geometry and French (and Band. I will shoot myself if I get a B in band). Oh, and lunch was chaos. In my opinion. In Japan, we eat lunch in our own homeroom sitting properly in our desks. We were supposed to pray before eating, too, but no one did that any more after the first half year in middle school. In America: people everywhere. It was kind of scary, too, when they started playing music in the middle of the court, and everyone began crowding around and dancing. Where am I supposed to eat, I wonder? I have practically nil friends yet, even after 2 full days. Yes, I suck.  And there are no Japanese and like a million Chinese. I've only seen 4, and 75% of them are boys. WHERE ARE THEY?? I got invited by a Taiwanese girl in ESL, but I have no idea what they are talking about 90% of the time because they all speak Chinese.

Well. School was like that. I think I need to socialize more. orz Oh yeah, I went to Mitsuwa and Kinokuniya today. We went to Silicon Valley Piano to look for a baby grand, and stopped by. Mitsuwa = crap. Kinokuniya = heaven. Since I FINALLY GOT REBORN. Yamamotooooooooooooooo!! And you know, I could probably spend the whole day there. Kinokuniya was a pretty good book store. I don't know what happened to Mitsuwa, though. Long lines for reasons unfaithomable, and a real crappy food court. The Mitsuwa in LA would kick it's butt. And I'd been hoping to eat Japanese food there...

I think I'll go read Reborn to sooze my frazzled nerves. Ganbare me!

school, mitsuwa, reborn

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