Thursday, August 28, 2008

Hit Me Baby One More Time

Weirdest Hong Kong Food: In HK's Pizza Huts, they think its funny to serve Curry Pizza and of course helpings of escargot, which if you haven't had to pleasure
eating is something along the likes of 'fried snail'. I'm all for cultural foods, but PIZZA HUT?!


So far, to be honest, I'm still not liking my new school too much. I mean I have friends now (because I'm so irresistibly amazing (only joking), but they all kinda have a major problem (no, you know, meanness intended, dears) and I thought I'd just complain about my problems (because Oprah told me to (kidding, again. Really. Learn to understand my humor, please) for awhile:

a) Sorry new mates of mine, but you guys are plain not smart. All meanness aside, I've had like 3 girls in math come up to me and ask how to do 6a times 7a (plus there's the fact that I have to actually learn that for 80 minutes – it makes me miss math team, no? And Mr. L our old UMTYMP teach who didn't do much teaching). Another kid thought 8 time 4 was 24 (sorry, Jess, but your just rubbish at math (maths, not, math, mind)).

b) Half of you don't talk. Not even joking. Some kids, I swear'll almost break out in tears every time a teach calls on them (which makes a very, very silent math class, if you can imagine).

c) The other half that do talk – siriusly! Cantonese, much? I can't understand half to
class. And – I'm the only American in my class so American Pride! Michael Phelps! Disney Channel! BIG MAC! Brittney Spears (you have to admitt, its catchy *hitmebabyonemoretime*!


Actual Music I'm Listening to Right Now (As apposed to, say, Brittney Spears): Jason Mraz's Butterfly


I really want to move back home (because my yahoo page is in Chinese!). And my mom says that if my school is really bad then they might ship to some bordering school in Boston. Yeah. So, torn between two reactions to that idea: a) WHAT?! I'm disowning you guys! (though I'm pretty sure its actually the other way round) b) bordering school? Like Harry and Company? Dragons? Mischief? VOLDIE?! *squees*

Not, but in all siriusness (fine, seriousness), I really don't know what to do, since my school is an IB school, which doesn't believe in like moving kids to different classes if their a bit, er, more enlightened than their other classmates (?).

And chinese class! Yay! Right, so, I'm in the lowest class with all the like Swedish and Canadian people. The 'baby class' its called. Cuz I'm just so ridiculously good at chinese.

Peace,
- A

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