It's only the second day of school and I am already up to HERE in homework. The most ridiculous one though, is this silly recording we have to make of ourselves. It's for "Classroom English"...it's some text with a "green dragon" and I have to pronounce "Abu Ali" as "eh-boo alley". I think I will puke when I have to do this. I refuse to call "Ah-Boo Ah-Li" by anything else but his actual name. I hate the way the "native speakers" of English mutilate names of other origins. Plus, no one actually likes hearing themselves speak, be it a tape or whatever. That's why I cringe whenever I watched myself on the Big Unknown 2. It was just so damn weird to look at myself from the outside, rather than from the inside. It kinda destroys all illusions that you could be beautiful. Same goes for my voice. I get nervous when I have to read stuff aloud...it makes me nervous and I am super prone to making mistakes.
But, I still have to do it...will try out the voice recording function on my laptop. Hope it works...DO NOT wanna sit in the language lab at uni and read out this passage like a weirdo in front of so many pple.
Oh, there are definitely MORE guys in my classes this sem. Believe me, even the lecturers are surprised. My German lit lecturer actually specifically mentioned it. After all, there were only 2 guys among 40-50 girls in the seminar last semester. There were at least 8-9 guys today. And it's the same for my GLCs (General Language Courses)...however, I must add that there's no improvement in quality. All the guys look WEIRD. Like long-haired hippies, or sloppy goths, or total geeks. They're either the smart alecky type who can't stop talking (probably wanna hear their own voices) or the whiny, complainy types...I'm sure I'll be able to say more after more lessons with them. But *sob* no eye candy!! And you know...maybe the guys try harder to show off, especially since there are so many girls around.
Oh, and it was kinda funny when we had to introduce our neighbours in class. One girl (let's call her A) was married (she's 22...I can't imagine being married now) and well, her neighbour (B) commented that she couldn't imagine anyone under 31 saying that they were married. It was easier for B to imagine someone with a child at 22, than someone who was married at 22. A said about B: "She's 29 and not married, but she has found a man to have a child with." Haha!! Well, they said a lot more, but my attention span is pretty short.
I was really tired last night...I actually went to bed at 6pm, wanting to simply take a short nap. Ended up sleeping until 3am...probably could've slept longer, if not for the fact that I had another dream about Max. The last time I dreamt about him was actually a long time ago....a VERY long time ago. It kinda disturbed me...because I started thinking about the hurt I felt when he left. It was also disturbing to dream about someone whom you're sure has not thought about you for a long long long time. I started asking myself the same old questions: "Am I too ugly? Too stupid? Too boring? etc". And it was just horrible. I thought I had put it all behind me, but apparently not. I mean it's practically a recurring dream, but each time it's a little different. In any case, I hope I am moving on. After all, it's been nearly 9 months since it ended.
In any case, I slept till 6am, then I had a shower. Worked on my translation a bit. Have a rough schedule, cos I definitely wanna complete it by Friday. Carlos (my boss) is so nice that I'd really feel bad if I couldn't hand in the work by the end of this week, like I promised. And, of course, I also have to do the rest of my homework...which I should be able to do over the weekend, I guess...if nothing crops up. This is the advantage of not having a social life I guess. I used to be pretty depressed about it, but I guess I am lucky in many ways, so there's no point in brooding over what I don't have.
Ok, better get back to work!
Oh and I finally had a proper meal after 1 1/2 days of eating nothing but Schokobrötchen. It feels good to eat vegetables! But man...after 1 month of not cooking, I don't really feel much like cooking. Thank God for Fu Wei, who cooked for me on Monday...if not, I'd probably have eaten junk too.
But, I still have to do it...will try out the voice recording function on my laptop. Hope it works...DO NOT wanna sit in the language lab at uni and read out this passage like a weirdo in front of so many pple.
Oh, there are definitely MORE guys in my classes this sem. Believe me, even the lecturers are surprised. My German lit lecturer actually specifically mentioned it. After all, there were only 2 guys among 40-50 girls in the seminar last semester. There were at least 8-9 guys today. And it's the same for my GLCs (General Language Courses)...however, I must add that there's no improvement in quality. All the guys look WEIRD. Like long-haired hippies, or sloppy goths, or total geeks. They're either the smart alecky type who can't stop talking (probably wanna hear their own voices) or the whiny, complainy types...I'm sure I'll be able to say more after more lessons with them. But *sob* no eye candy!! And you know...maybe the guys try harder to show off, especially since there are so many girls around.
Oh, and it was kinda funny when we had to introduce our neighbours in class. One girl (let's call her A) was married (she's 22...I can't imagine being married now) and well, her neighbour (B) commented that she couldn't imagine anyone under 31 saying that they were married. It was easier for B to imagine someone with a child at 22, than someone who was married at 22. A said about B: "She's 29 and not married, but she has found a man to have a child with." Haha!! Well, they said a lot more, but my attention span is pretty short.
I was really tired last night...I actually went to bed at 6pm, wanting to simply take a short nap. Ended up sleeping until 3am...probably could've slept longer, if not for the fact that I had another dream about Max. The last time I dreamt about him was actually a long time ago....a VERY long time ago. It kinda disturbed me...because I started thinking about the hurt I felt when he left. It was also disturbing to dream about someone whom you're sure has not thought about you for a long long long time. I started asking myself the same old questions: "Am I too ugly? Too stupid? Too boring? etc". And it was just horrible. I thought I had put it all behind me, but apparently not. I mean it's practically a recurring dream, but each time it's a little different. In any case, I hope I am moving on. After all, it's been nearly 9 months since it ended.
In any case, I slept till 6am, then I had a shower. Worked on my translation a bit. Have a rough schedule, cos I definitely wanna complete it by Friday. Carlos (my boss) is so nice that I'd really feel bad if I couldn't hand in the work by the end of this week, like I promised. And, of course, I also have to do the rest of my homework...which I should be able to do over the weekend, I guess...if nothing crops up. This is the advantage of not having a social life I guess. I used to be pretty depressed about it, but I guess I am lucky in many ways, so there's no point in brooding over what I don't have.
Ok, better get back to work!
Oh and I finally had a proper meal after 1 1/2 days of eating nothing but Schokobrötchen. It feels good to eat vegetables! But man...after 1 month of not cooking, I don't really feel much like cooking. Thank God for Fu Wei, who cooked for me on Monday...if not, I'd probably have eaten junk too.
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