◆ if time is money, then I’m broke.

This past Monday was my first day back at school. It wouldn’t have been much of a concern normally, but this time I was moving up to high school for the first time. I really had no idea what to expect. I knew it would be more tiring, considering that more is expected of a student as they age (and also seeing that I have 7 classes, not 6, this year), but I certainly had not expected it to be THAT bad.

I didn’t really take any summer classes this year, nor was I particularly diligent about my studies at home. I did do some work in my geometry textbook, took an SAT practice test, and looked over some vocab cards, but I pretty much didn’t touch algebra at all over the summer, and I quickly came to regret it. I couldn’t remember much of the operations that had come so easily to me before. I was really frustrated and also angry at myself. I really shouldn’t have assumed that I would still remember something that I learned a year or two ago. I thought it was like being able to swim, or ride a bike, that you wouldn’t forget it quickly. Boy, was I wrong.

I expected that I would have less free time than before, but that I would at least be able to go on a few websites for a while. Maybe about twenty minutes a day for that. But I found that if I spent time doing things besides homework, I might not finish my homework until past 9 pm, and sometimes even later. I have to focus on my homework without the distractions of the computer or it simply won’t get done. The teachers often assign a lot of homework but only give one day to finish it. There hasn’t been all that much teaching going on, either. I know that I am expected to become independent eventually and that leaving more work for us to do on our own is a step on the way to that, but I miss having clearer instructions from the teachers and actually getting a reasonable time period to finish homework.

I wonder if perhaps I am the only one, or one of few, who is struggling with it. I guess I’m not used to efficiency (or maybe I never had enough time management skills to begin with) after a summer of relaxation and slacking off. It wasn’t until the weekend that I found I had the chance to resume my normal activities on the Internet. And even then I feel uneasy while I am taking such breaks because I feel like I ought to be studying or getting ahead on homework (which I really don’t feel like doing). I figure I’ll probably get used to it, but I still feel disheartened thinking about the time I still have left in high school. There are still four years to go, and I’ve already become a hermit who rarely socializes but instead spends lunch, brunch, any free moments in class, and the whole evening doing homework. I’m hoping that either the workload will be lessened or that I’ll develop speed as the year goes on (though the former doesn’t seem likely, so I suppose I have to hope that I’ll learn to manage my time).

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◆ jacob have I loved.

It’s a book by Katherine Paterson, which I read a long time ago, sometime back in elementary school. I don’t think I fully understood what I was reading. But I doubt I’ll be rereading the book to get another look at it (there are so many good books in the world out there that I haven’t read, and I’d like to get to those first).

Well, I am not a fan of Jacob Black from Twilight (or, more specifically, the actor for him in the movies, Taylor Lautner) but I ended up with him on April Fool’s Day. On DeviantArt, every user’s avatar was replaced with a joke avatar. The possibilities were Edward Cullen, Jacob Black, Team Seeker, or Lady Gaga…It was so hard to tell who was who. It goes to show how I rely on pictures to recognize things. It’s hard for me to remember so many names.

This week is my spring break. I’ll be staying home for the break. Seeing as I had a trip to the Grand Canyon/Las Vegas in February, and a Yosemite trip in March, I think I’ve had enough of the excitement of traveling. (And it is costly, so I was hoping to save up more money for my retirement by not spending it on travel costs now.) Also, I do have some homework which I need to work on. I’m rather reluctant to do research for an upcoming project because this is supposed to be my time off, but I guess it can’t be helped. Work must be done, and someone’s gotta do it.

Unfortunately, I had the misfortune of catching a cold, presumably from a student at my school (due to frequent changes in weather, some students have fallen ill). I really hate having to spend my time off sick. Still, it’s better than being sick during the school days, since then you either have to miss school and make it up, or you have to go to school and be miserable all day long. Indeed, my history teacher has gotten sick several times this school year and he was always having to spit in the trash can. (Not pleasant to watch. But he said it was either that or he “literally stopped breathing”. Actually, I think a few students didn’t think it was such a bad idea.)

I was meaning to write more, but it seems like all of a sudden my ideas have dried up, like an old well. I only hope that if I keep typing, my ideas will return to me, and this will not be a waste of your time. (Time is money, and time is what we want most but use worst. So of course you must understand its value.)

Recently, I finished watching an anime called R.O.D. the TV. The ROD part stands for Read or Die (sounds rather disturbing at first, and it is related to the storyline, but it’s not horror). I had been reluctant to watch it at first, it being a fairly old anime from 2003-2004. However, I started watching it one time when my mom’s friends were over (they had two children) and found it to be more enjoyable than I expected. Sometimes I don’t think an anime will be good, but I decide to give it a chance and watch it, and then it turns out to be better than I expected. So you should always try something out before you dismiss it completely since you could later regret not doing it.

Just to give you a bit of an idea, R.O.D. the TV is about three sisters who are paper masters that can control paper. The sisters are supposed to be “bodyguards” for an author, and end up involved in the plans of Mr. Joker and many others, who are trying to revive a great man named Mr. Gentlemen. When I was younger (and I still do this sometimes) I’d often imagine myself with some kind of special power. It’s too bad that it never does happen in real life that way. What we think of as magical is often Mother Nature at work. But at the same time we can never let go of any fanciful dreams. (Just look at all the science fiction and fantasy books that are published to this day. In fact, fantasy is a pretty popular genre of books.)

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◆ when the moon disappears…

Due to an astronomy lab we’ve been doing in my science class, I go outside at night to look at the moon and record the phase and location. In the beginning, the skies were clear, and it was easy to see the moon. But then clouds moved in and I couldn’t see it for a while. When the sky cleared up again, I still couldn’t find the moon. It was a strange experience. The stars were still there, but the moon was nowhere to be seen. I thought perhaps it was blocked by a building or a tree, but no matter where I walked I couldn’t see it.

In the morning, though, I saw the moon. It’s just so strange, seeing it up there in that vast expanse of blue sky, instead of in the mist of a black blanket dotted with stars, the way it is at nighttime. I was rather annoyed at the moon, because I am only supposed to record when I see it at a certain time (the teacher wants us to try to view the moon at the same time each night that we go out). It showed up in the morning but refused to come out at nighttime.

In class today, one of my fellow students told the teacher that she had gone out at night and was also unable to see the moon. My teacher then got the attention of the class to explain this phenomenon.

My teacher said, “I have told the moon to go away for a while. Us science teachers are very powerful, so I have made it disappear. Look carefully every night and eventually I might let it come back out again.” Another one of my classmates remarked, “I looked in the morning and I saw the moon.” My teacher’s reply was, “Ah! You cheated! Well, the moon is naughty and it tries to come out before it’s supposed to.”

So there you have it. A highly scientific explanation for why the moon is not visible sometimes, even without any clouds covering it. (If you want to know the real reason, you had better look it up since I only have a theory about it and it would be unwise to take that as fact.)

I was just looking at a picture of an exploding alarm clock on a magazine cover (Discover magazine March 2010 issue, if you want to know) and I was reminded of what of my “experiences” at Yosemite. It was difficult to get to sleep on the first night. Some kids had not gone to bed and were making a racket outside, or were giggling in their cabins. The heater in our cabin kept making some sort of rattling and banging noises. I kept sweating from the heater since I wasn’t used to having it that warm. And then there were the two alarm clocks I had brought. They kept on ticking…My clock at home ticks too, but I never really noticed it. At Yosemite it seemed they were quite loud. One of my cabinmates said she wasn’t used to it since she has a digital clock, which doesn’t tick. After the first night, though, we become more accustomed to the loud nights and were able to get to sleep more easily. (And anyways, we were tired out from the strenuous daily hikes, or something.)

I have been rather concerned about my ability to remember to do my homework recently, especially the French homework. I forgot to do my French homework and remembered it during the night once, so I got up earlier in the morning to do it. And then today I was supposed to bring sunglasses because we were discussing summer/seaside activities in French class, but I forgot to bring those as well. (Then again, I’m not exactly sure where the sunglasses are, I will have to find them. I don’t like to wear sunglasses. Although I like the cool way that they look, they always seem to slip down my face or otherwise get in my way. And I don’t like how everything seems so dark or is tinted a weird color.) I wonder if my memory is getting bad or if I’m getting too careless. Both options are rather unpleasant.

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◆ the vocabulary book has opinions!

Just today, I was doing my vocabulary homework for language arts. We all have workbooks which we purchase at the beginning of the year. Each week, sometimes every other week or every third week, etc. (depending on what the teacher has in mind, sometimes we do vocabulary from stories we read instead) we’ll complete some homework about the words and then take a simple test to prove we know them. I sort of did this in sixth grade. If I recall correctly, the cover was an interesting picture (artist’s name I’ve forgotten, unfortunately) of birds and fish in black and white. Slowly the birds turn into fish. It’s fascinating.

Yikes, I’m getting sidetracked (but that’s just me, I suppose). Well, I was reading some paragraphs for the Reading Comprehension section of the workbook, and it said in the last paragraph this: “Of course, there are plenty of people who spend their lives focused on infantile, selfish concerns. Fortunately, for all of us, there are also remarkable people who find their pleasure in helping others.” I am going to take this is a a personal insult. What if the author of the vocab book is referring to me? Eh?! I thought textbooks were supposed to be objective, not subjective, but I guess since vocabulary books aren’t like history textbooks (history books really, really shouldn’t be biased, as one side could have a totally different opinion from the other).

Well, I’m having second thoughts about the braces again, and stuff like that. My mom said I can decide not to if I want, but… For one thing, the orthodontists all seem eager for money or something. I sympathize with them – I’d like to be able to spend more time with my family and retire, too. But you know, being a doctor is more than fixing people’s teeth (which, by the way, doesn’t always work; I saw pictures of Before and After of a boy who had braces, and the thing that I found funny was that his previously normal-looking cheeks had become puffed out, like he had gained some weight, so maybe having braces can have some…unforseen side effects. No offense to that guy intended), I think it’s also tending to people’s minds, making them feel at ease and happy to be at the office, instead of being afraid (ever seen a children’s story about a child who was scared of the dentist? But I did hear there are a few, rare people who actually enjoy having braces). Hehe, that was something deep. Write it down so you won’t forget.

One of my friends has also become one of the Scissorhands bunch lately. I was eating lunch and she made scissor motions with her hands. First my math teacher, now her…Looks like something’s catching on.

I have noticed that I behave a bit unusually at times. For instance, I eat the foods I don’t like first and the foods I like last. (Some other people do that too nowadays) My parents find that annoying, just like they find it annoying that I can’t use things I haven’t learned yet in my proofs. (In my math class, once you learn a proof or something, then you can use it in problems, but my dad thinks you should be able to use anything as long as you know that it is CORRECT, regardless if you learned it from the teacher or somewhere else)

Also, I get really annoyed by water bottles that are steamed up. Sometimes, on hot days, my plastic water bottles get steamed up. (Sorry, plastic water bottles are really bad for the environment, I know, but they’re more convenient…) Whenever I see it, I have to dump the water bottle upside down – cap on so the water won’t get out – so that way the steam gets cleared up.

By the way, this is really random, but I think I might’ve lost one of my erasers. I’ve been carrying around this eraser for a while now, since sometime last school year, actually. I found it on the ground in the computer lab and there was a name written on it. It said “Ria”. I met someone called Ria before so I’ve been looking for her so I can ask if it’s hers, but I haven’t seen her since maybe sixth grade, which is a loooooong time ago. I thought she would still be in the school, but seriously, I have not seen her. Maybe she’s moved and it’s too late now to return the eraser…

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◆ I have a vampire and a witch for teachers.

In French class, we asked what nationality the teacher was. She said that according to a student, “She was a vampire who grew fangs and sucked blood at nighttime”. And ironically, the teacher grew up in Romania. Romania is the country where the famed Vlad the Impaler once resided (the guy who impaled people and decorated roadsides with them? Yup, that’s the one. Sort of reminds me of how they used to put executed people’s heads on the London Bridge). And Vlad was the inspiration for the stories of “Dracula”.

Then we have my science teacher. We have an activity called Current Events, where the students present a newspaper or magazine article related to science (in my class we can’t use the Internet since apparently that would make it too easy, or the source might have false information, or something like that). A few students present each week on Monday, or Tuesday if we weren’t in school on Monday. Well, whenever the presentations are over, the teacher reads off the names of students presenting on the next week. Twice, she said “On the menu…” which made me think that she planned to eat the students, like Hansel and Gretel. And this week she said “victims”. I don’t mean to be offensive, but sometimes she does look sort of like a witch since she is old and has long, silver hair. I think she ought to dress up as a witch for Halloween.

I was trying to do my language arts homework, writing a memoir, today. We were using Google Docs to write our essays. I was able to use it in class, but now that I’m at home I seem unable to find the page where I logged into it. I don’t want to use my Gmail for the Google Docs since the saved file is on a different account…Apparently, we logged into a specific CUSD place on Google Docs, but I can’t work on the homework if I can’t even get to it. I am just going to have to ask the teacher tomorrow, since it’s not due yet.

A while back, I found some of my old drawings, I think I talked about it and how I used to be trying to make a calendar, hmm? I decided to assess my art style by comparing the two of them. It’s a good idea to keep your old writing or drawing so you can look at it again in the future. Mostly I tend to laugh at it or smile at the fond memories they bring up. I tried to keep this images alike, but I did make a few changes for convenience. (Haha, the foot in the earlier one – which was draw around May 2007 – is weird)

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◆ whoopsy-daisy!

I just realized that I had made a mistake in the previous blog post, ” ‘ Tis the Season to be Jolly “. Though I’d submitted the Monday cooking recipe as Baguette Costrini, it is actually Mozzarella Costrini. Pardon the error. (Did anyone notice on their own?)

Today I got distracted from my math homework and ended up browsing a few of the online catalogs of local libraries. What I found funny was that some manga books which were copyrighted back around 2001 were only just bought, in 2009. I guess the library isn’t reliable when it comes to buying books as they come out. Maybe because it’s cheaper to buy a book once it’s old?

Then I took a look at my hold requests. I requested a lot of books online. Two of them are ready – one is Full Moon o Sagashite (a manga by Arina Tanemura) – and the other is Inkdeath, a book in the “Ink” serious written by Cornelia Funke. It turns out I requested that back in December 2008, and it is only just ready, even though there are probably many copies of the book. Whew.

I was afraid we were going to run the mile today in PE class, but it turns out it was postponed because the track is still muddy. We are instead running tomorrow. I don’t know whether to be relieved or freaked out. I guess it is a mixture of the two.

I’d heard strange rumors from other people in Village I about the video we are watching in science class. Someone said that all of a sudden, in the video, a girl wearing a swim suit runs out of nowhere onto the screen. I kept my eyes open for that, since I wanted to know if it was true, but seeing as our class is behind on watching the video, we didn’t see that part.

Which then reminds me, it seems like we always watch old-timey videos in class. I think we have a DVD player but don’t use it all that much. Mr. Blair’s videos, well, you can tell they’re old since the image is just slightly fuzzy and it seems awfully cheesy. I prefer Discovery/History/National Geographic Channel documentaries since they have good imagery. And then Mr. Brown’s videos also look like that, except for a few which seem slightly more modern. I guess this means they have been teaching for quite a while.

Mr. Blair has a collection of Olmec heads. Apparently he used to make his kids make a miniature one as a project. He opened his whiteboard/cabinet thing and showed us. One of them is green and is sitting on a fake toilet (I don’t really understand it, but whatever) and another one is white and made out of soap. Mr. Blair thinks we ought to bury it in our backyards, and when we move out of Cupertino, one of two scenarios may happen.
1) Wake up in the morning and suddenly remember Olmec head. Drive all the way back to Cupertino, to the old house, and sneak into the backyard to dig it up.
2) New resident of house wants to do some landscaping and digs up the Olmec head. Thinks it is a rare artifact when it is actually just a kid’s abandoned homework.

By the way, here is a picture of an Olmec head. (It is not the same as the Moai Statues of Easter Island) They are believed to be portraits of Mayan rulers. They can be over 8 feet tall and weigh 10 tons. If you haven’t learned about the Mayans yet in 7th grade, if you have the same textbook, you may eventually read about it.

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◆ r.i.p. lightbulb

…Or so I thought. I was busy typing up my factoring story for homework, and then I thought my eyes were flashing or something! So I looked at the lights,and one of the lightbulbs flickered and then went out. But now it’s back to normal. I wonder if it was my imagination or it really did almost run out of energy a second ago.

As I am feeling very unhappy (because I am presenting my speech for my Japan project tomorrow) I don’t feel that much like doing homework. So instead I figured I’d put in another blog post, and listen to my own playlist in the meantime. I just figured out that I had two of the same song (Anata ga Ita Mori, the ending theme of Fate/Stay Night anime) so I deleted one of them. Wow, I have too many songs – a total of 26 now. And that’s just weird since 26 was my classroom back in fifth grade.

Here’s the cooking schedule. It’s pretty plain this week, much to my disappointment. But then again, next week will be winter break, and after that barely any of the trimester is left. I can’t believe I’ll be moving onto woodshop soon. (One of my friends is going to make me a clock, except she said she would make an easy one, to save herself effort)
Monday – Nachos Supreme (we made dip out of beef, spices, beans, cheese, etc.)
Tuesday – Chocolate Hearts (not hard to do. Just melt chocolate and pour it into molds. Then leave it in the fridge for a while)
Wednesday – Dairy Cow DVD (something like that)
Thursday – Dary Cow thing again.
Friday – Some exercise notebook or practice? (Dunno what that is but it sounds boring)

So you see, though cooking is really nice since you can look forward to it when you wake up, and it’s free food, sometimes you have a dull time because we have to watch a bunch of cheesy videos and fill out worksheets.

But at least we watched something interesting recently. It’s called the Meatrix and it’s pretty funny. Here’s the link.

Meatrix

Meatrix 2

Meatrix 2 1/2 (ignore Korean subtitles)

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◆ be careful what you "eat" for…

Y’know. Just a twisted version of “Be careful what you wish for”. Anyhow, did anyone hear about the peanut butter? Yes? No? Well, if you didn’t, I heard recently that a lot of peanut butter was recalled because it was discovered to have salmonella bacteria on it. The old sal is supposed to be living on chickens. That’s why you need to be careful about cooking your chicken carefully.

Anyhoo, back to the point. I saw on TV a kid (who looked like he might eat too much sweets. No offense to the poor guy) and he got infected. He said he was “very sick…I wanted to die.” It’s not a good sign when young’uns start saying that sort of stuff. (Usually you hear that from depressed teenagers)

Today we are trying out some new cooking. We have this portable cooker. We cook soup on it, then we dip meat into the soup (the oven/cooker thing still on) and eat it once that is cooked. It’s pretty cool. We tried it in Japan (and they even gave us vanilla ice cream bars afterward. Too bad my dad keeps eating up our popsicles). I was surprised to find my parents had such a thing stowed here.

I was trying to concentrate on my factoring story (called the cheesy name, The Factor of the Opera) and I made some progress; I added some pictures. Still, it is a hassle doing the project. I want to give up already but I can’t since I’m not finished. D: Maybe I should bribe someone to do it for me (then again, I wouldn’t be able to ensure the quality). For instance, one of my friends wanted to color my cover, but knowing she is not particularly skilled at art, I refused. She got very offended by that. (Sometimes I doubt whether to call her my friend. But then, it would hurt her feelings to say I didn’t like her as much as she liked me.)

My mom’s been watching a lot of dramas lately. Ever since we watched Boys Over Flowers: The Movie (aka Hana Yori Dango) on an airplane, she got interested in seeing what the main story was about. So she tried watching the Korean version, Boys Before Flowers (but that series isn’t finished yet) so then she’s watching Meteor Garden (Taiwanese version?).

By the way, does anyone here like to do puzzles? You know, with a lot of little pieces and you put it together to make a picture? I have one at home that I can’t feel motivated to do, so come over here and help me please. D:

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◆ phones aren’t working.

At my house, we kind of have a problem. There’s no way to use the home phones. Both of them (One is yellow with a cord, the other is a cordless, oldish kind) don’t allow me to call anyone. It’s kind of scary. (Luckily, we still have our cell phones, and all the electricity and Internet is functioning properly) My parents say some people will be coming over on Saturday to see if they can fix the problem. If it’s a problem with the wires outside it’s free, but if we did something wrong with what’s inside, the bill’s on us.

I forgot to post the cooking schedule earlier and I couldn’t find the time to post…Sorry folks. I was busy working on my factoring story. It is coming along okay since I type some during school, too. The problem is, I have no pictures in the whole story except for the cover (Must find some or draw some) and I haven’t gotten past the climax yet. (We have to do all the parts of the “plot line” – exposition, rising action, turning point, climax, falling action, and resolution)

Anyhow, back to the cooking. On Wednesday we were talking about factory farming. It’s like a small space is used to raise many, many animals. It’s a terrible life since the animals will be separated from their families practically from birth and will be fed antibiotics. Bleck! (Cows have dead, mashed up cows in their food. It’s disgusting, since cows are vegetarians. Oh, and pigs have their snouts bashed in before being killed since the pain will keep them from struggling.) So we were encouraged to choose small family farms or organic farms since they are at least better than factory farms. (Even if it’s says “Cage-free” on the boxes of chicken eggs, that just means there is no cage. That’s all)

Thursday was roll-up sandwiches. Each little kitchen received a big tortilla. Some of the tortillas had mold on them and Mrs. Fromm had to give us a new one. Then we mixed cream cheese and ranch dressing to make a kind of spread. It not only adds flavor but will help the sandwich stay in the rolled position later on. We dropped the toppings (ham and turkey, cheese, leaves, and tomatoes) and rolled the sandwich up tightly. Then we cut it up into pieces. It was really cute. So cute that someone in my history class saw it and wanted the recipe.

Friday, today, we did two-tone smoothies. Unfortunately, when Mrs. Fromm went shopping, she couldn’t find any mangos. So she had to use mango juice. That’s different since it changes the way the smoothie turns out, and mangos work better since you also make a strawberry smoothie which goes on top/bottom of the mango smoothie. (I would show you a picture of the finished product but I am having trouble finding one.) So our smoothies kind of got mixed together, but oh well. The taste, not the looks, is what matters, right? (Not always. But that’s a different story.)

The weather has taken a turn for the worse. It was raining on and off all day. When school ended it was really starting to pour. Luckily my dad made it home from work early and managed to pick me up. I am getting sick of basketball in PE because not only are we learning a strange new style of chucking the ball, whenever I dribble, muddy water gets all over my hands.

At the top to the left is the “icon” of the day. Ho-hum. I hope whoever owns them doesn’t mind.

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◆ what to do, what to do…

One of my friends, who I shall refer to as Miyu-chan right now, told me that some people on a website didn’t think too highly of me. This is due to me sending a lot of friends requests to people and not necessarily talking to them. (Though it’s not easy to communicate with more than two thousand people, if you catch my drift.) Miyu-chan said some people do like me, though. I wish everyone would. It doesn’t feel good to have people frowning on you, even if it is just the Internet, after all.

Here’s the cooking schedule. At least, some of it. I don’t remember Thursday and Friday.
Monday- Prepare Pie (You can choose lemon meringue or pumpkin. Pumpkin is simpler to make and I like it better)
Tuesday- Finish Pie
Wednesday- Sustainable Farming (Whatever that is. It could be a worksheet or a video)

On to some…weird happenings. As I was walking home, I observed several things. One being that the people living in a house have changed their window decoration. They always hang a picture of some sort in the window. For a long time they had a picture of colorful flowers. I like that one better than the new one, which is a snowman and some blue stuff.

Also, I hurt a tree. I saw the pretty white blossoms and buds and decided it would make a good addition to the ikebana arrangement I’ll be doing for homework. But afterwards I felt bad because the tree might be upset and the branch will eventually die anyhow. Still, I could just say “It’s for a worthy cause”, even though I only half believe it.

I hope my history teacher doesn’t lose his teaching credential. I heard that doing a certain activity makes it a possibility. We did the said activity today in class. It was supposed to teach us about population density. We started off with Australia. It’s not a densely populated place and people usually live on the coastline. (Sydney the city is on the east side.) So Mr. Blair said you could go do nude sunbathing or whatever in Australia, and you might never get seen. (Yeah, disturbing example, but that’s our class.) Then we went on to the United States. AV, who was the one Mr. Blair asked if he would nude sunbathe, settled down in the Arizona region, since he is cheering for the Cardinals. Mr. Blair said he couldn’t do his sunbathing there since old ladies would come with their binoculars. (Apparently old people get arthritis and move to warm places like Arizona. So people laughed at poor AV since a lot of elderly folks live there.)

Oh yes, before I end this post…Japan was very densely populated. Mr. Blair tried to teach us this by putting one desk in the middle of the room. Then he wanted us to fit as many people as possible on the desk. (Standing on the desk or the legs. You can’t have your feet touch the floor) That was dangerous since we did pretty well until a bunch of kids fell off the desk and one of them hurt her leg. We got a max of 14 people onto a desk. I heard the next class managed 16 or 17. We’ve been beat there.

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