July 11, 2002
I'm really pressed for time, writing the next four days al in one sitting, so forgive me if I don't proofread as well as I usually do.
After A bit of thought, I realized that people probably wanted to know a bit more about what happened to me today, aside from my laptop going gaga, like how that big bad exam I've been moaning over went.
Well, to be blunt, it didn't go quite as well as the first one. Whereas for the first exam everything just kind of seem to flow together, this time around it was a lot like I was trying to think through a wall. Everything just seemed to slowly ooze around before it finally exited my head. The oral test also seemed to go a lot less smoothly, with lots of long silences as I slowly figured out what precisely it was that the teacher had said, and what my response was supposed to be. There were a couple of parts where I misunderstood completely, and I learned that there is merit behind speaking loudly and slowly to make people understand what you're saying (i.e that's what the teacher did to me).
The brief hallucinatory phase probably didn't help much either (I should probably explain this one). The oral tests were a lot longer this time around, and I had more than an hour wait after I finished the written part of my exam, and so I sat almost perfectly still, staring at the ground and reviewing my lessons in my head. At some point I stopped paying attention to my eyes and probably stopped blinking, because when I finally looked outward again my eyes were burning and the carpet was undulating in all sorts of groovy colors. I wondered just what Okaason had put into my coffee that morning and after some blinking everything went back to normal.
I think that as a stress buster I'm going to look into arranging a big bar trip at some point. This'll have to be after my home stay is over (I've passed on going on any since it's started) because I'd just feel really weird, awkward, and generally morally unfit about telling Okaasan, "I'm going to be home late tonight because some friends and I are going to be going out and probably drinking a whole lotta booze (well that and the fact that the last train leaves the station at 11:05, so unless I want to wait until 5:00 am, excursions have to end early). So I've been even better behaved than usual lately (which might explain why people keep checking to see if I still have a pulse).
Finally, I just want to give a (venomous) thanks to Eve, for getting me hooked on the "Peach Girl" manga. If anyone actually catches me reading that I think that I'll just curl up and die rather than try to explain why I'm so thoroughly enjoying the story of the trials and tribulations of one girl's high school romance (perhaps my inner woman is forever stuck at that stage where the coolest thing in the world is to sigh giggle and blush over romance novels; my inner man seems to be stuck at about twelve or so where if a movie doesn't have at least one guy do the 'machine gun twitch' what's the point of seeing it in the first place?). In hindsight, that actually probably explains a whole lot about me. Now Eve's threatening to turn me onto 'Mars' which is even more of the same. Bobo (or testosterone) help me.
Well, if I start feeling like to much of a wuss, I can always go off and skim through the battle scenes in my 'Berserk' manga. That'll make my blood loving manly side feel all blood lovingly manly again (I just have to avoid the tender yet tragic love story scenes, or that'll just make me mushy all over again).