Mood: excittttedd
Haha right now, im NOT being distracted by HIMYM. ITS REALLY FUNNY. I used to switch on the tv and see that HIMYM was on, and EVERYTIME i saw them, they were in a bar. So i ignorantly thought, "how boring, they're always in the bar, sitting down." and then i started watching it from the very beginning, and it all makes sense.
SO ANYWAYS, today was soooo exciting :D Firstly, the rain was like srsly no jokingly fully torrentially bucketing cats and dogs, and just to even cross the tiny bit between the toilets and the cola, you had to actually bother taking your umbrella out from the bottom of your bag, even though my bag isnt really quite that deep at all, and set it up, just to cross as section with a distance less than two metres, or else you wouldve been drenched and dripping and soaking and wet. no, that was not a hyperbole. yes it was.
But then, the Nagoyaaa girls came. Thank gooooodness it wasnt raining when we ようこそう-ed them...(welcomed them) >__> just getting into the Japanese spirit. Yeah, so we said our hellos, and hajimemashites, and our giving of the letters, and the 50c kangaroo keyrings, and then our awkward silences and smiling and then FINALLY it started raining...which was quite stupid of me to have taken my umbrella out of my bag, and then left it in the cola. >__>
AND OMGOISSSSHHHH my girl was called Mizuki, and we have so much in common!! :P
1) She likes swimming - like when i asked her what sport she liked, she immediately said "swimming"!!! and that she swam in junior high school...still unclear if she still swims, but SHE SWAM! :D
2) She wants to work in the medical sector when she grows up!!! She wants to be a nurse!! :P heh heh heh
3) She played the piano!! And yeah, for some reason i still do.
4) AND SHE DOESN'T LIKE ART BECAUSE SHE CLAIMS THAT SHE IS BAD AT IT!!!
HAHAHAHA and i asked her all those using my newest grammar that i learnt in class, which reminds me of the jap test, which i left out many things in the writing component which was worth like, what, half the marks? Okay, whatever. I only didn't know how to ask her what she wanted to be when she grows up...a little more. Haha, i remember when we were like young young, that people would ask us what we wanted to be when we grow up...i guess we kind of are "grown up"...a little...i mean, people are already getting married and poppin out babies at this age. So yeah, i didn't know how to ask it coz its in the next unit, and i only follow the syllabus.
We played fruit salad, relay things, tunnel ball, and yeah. Sounds fun aye? I was trying to think of it in a positive way, like trying to make it fun...but i just couldnt keep it up. :( BUT it was better, because then we did some Aboriginal art. It was all going good...until the end of the day, which i shall talk about later, because i want this to be in chronological order. We traced each of our hands to show the friendship between us...although we only met like 3 hours ago...we bonded with our lack of arty talent...okay, i was crapper than her...coz im just a natural at being crappier than people when it comes to art. This is srsly no joke. When i was young, i used to go to this art class in Eastwood...i think it was like Clement Art Studio or something...but now its gone (probably coz of me...ha.ha.) no. Okay, so anyways. Gosh ive been saying that too much. Nextly, i'd have to say literally about 50% of the time i went, my nose would bleed. Oh hey, this links back to my previous post...about my always bleeding like a...........haemo..............something. That was a crap simile...couldnt even finish it. >___> yeah, so people would be staring at me, ESPECIALLY when that blood-clotting blob of blood came out. Dude, now that i think back, i feel quite sorry for the teacher who had to deal with me. SORRY!
Okay, what the hell, the topic went back to me talking about my bloody nose again...AHAHA 'bloody' nose. Actually i didn't make that joke up. I think it was my yr 6 teacher who said that. He was Dutch. ANYWAYS. We dotted the outline of the hands...and drew in our flags. Which sucked for me, coz the Aussie flag is so damn hard to draw, compared to the Japanese flag. And to add to the suckiness, there was no blue paint. Then we signed our names, and we took a photo and printed it out from the photocopy thing outside in the VA hallway, and Mizuki was quite fascinated by that...then we guillotined it. This really does support my lack of arty skills. I couldn't even GUILLOTINE a photo straight. Freaking hell. A guillotine is already like the device that makes your cutting-paper process the straightest straight can be....yeah, im just not going to talk about it coz...yeah. ==" Then we put it on the drying rack and left for lunch.
Lunch was not bad...just the ordinary sitting on a chair, eating from a table at lunch AT SCHOOL, with a paper tablecloth...tablepaper? thing...eating from plates and REAL METAL KNIFE AND FORK, and a choice of two salads, a bun, with Western Star butter, two slices of roast meat and a portion of chicken, with a pavolva as a dessert. Nothing spesh. Oh and then as i was eating the pavlova, i saw Melanie's one, and im like "hey its like a stack" and then she goes something along the lines of "haha try explaining that to the Japanese girls" (i think she said that...unless it was my conscience...wow im sounding like those....okay, im not going to offend people.) and the very ambitious me, actually tried to explain this "joke" to them. I said the following, hoping they would link it all up. "geography", "Waves", pointing to the pavlova. Dont think they got it. >__> left me sitting there like a retard.
And then after lunch, we nutbush danced and heel and toe polka danced. Heel and toe was kinda better that nutbush, but it went on for too long, i was starting to feel weird, and there wasnt enough space to link arms and twirl around anyways. We were literally bashing into each other.
AND THEN it was time to gooo! :( But this was where everything happened. We were told to go down and get the painting we did earlier, whilst leaving the Japanese girl in the Cola. Funny, coz mine thought we had to say goodbye and that they were leaving already...until her friend told her that i was just going to get the artwork. So i went down to the VA rooms. I found our painting, and THE FREAKING STUPID RETARDED, SCREWED UP IN THE BRAIN ME decided to, for some stupid reason, put it against my uniform, trying to kind of curl it. FURRRREAAAKING HELL then i looked down and not only did i screw up the painting by smudging it, i got red, and white paint on, not only my jumper, but my stupid winter uniform which i still have to freaking wear for another one and a bit terms!!! >:( i was so angry.
THEN it was reaaallly time to say goodbye...so we said bye.
LOL no, we hugged and waved and smiled and thanked each other and waved, and said bye, and waved again. BYE BYE FOREVER!!! :( Aww...they were a nice bunch of kids.
Tho yeth, that wath the thtory today. That jutht took me, not 10 minuteth, not 15 minueth, not 20 minueth, not 25 minuteth, BUT A WHOPPING 30 MINUETH TO TYPE. I couldve watched 1 and a half eps of HIMYM. Big deal, gosh hilary.
Yeah okay. Bye!!!!!
~heelorli
