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Yesterday was annoying. As was Monday, now that I think about it.
It rained for two days straight, and when it came time to go to Japanese class across town I decided that for once I didn't want to bike in the rain. I took the bus, which unfortunately meant leaving my bike at school. Knowing I'd be late in the morning and would need it, I decided to pick it up on my run...except I forgot my bike key. Rather than going home and coming back, or not using the bike in the morning, I decided to carry the bike home. Fortunately, my muscles aren't too abused from lugging the beast half a mile and no one called the cops on me thinking I was stealing a bike.
At Japanese class, my teacher asked me not to look up kanji in my dictionary during class, but rather to ask her. For whatever reason, this really really upset me. I get where she's coming from - I think she thinks it slows me down because I'm always the last to finish. That's not the case though! I'm just slow at reading. Always have been in any language. I almost cried in class and spent the next 5-10 minutes seriously considerin whether or not to quit the class on account of the uphill battle I face not knowing the words. I find my reaction incredibly ridiculous, but I couldn't help it. She brought it up again after class, to which I told her it's not the kanji I'm struggling with, it's the words themselves. My vocabulary is poor (not that everything else isn't, but vocabulary regularly gets in the way). I tried just doing it based on context, but I ended up getting a lot of questions wrong that way...and when she randomly goes around the class looking for answers, I can't afford to be wrong. Furthermore, if I ask her each of the 20 words, it'll take just as long but be twice as frustrating and three times as embarassing. Not to metnion, asking her and having her respond isn't goin to teach me as much as if I look up the words myself. I think I'll continue my behavior, just when she isn't looking. I'll also ask questions after class to make her feel a little better about the whole thing.
And then, as a treat to myself, I'd bought an excellent, excellent (expensive) bag of sugar dried peaches after my 10K race in the farming community an hour from town. I ate one or two pieces and left the bag out, ready for later indulgences...And those fucking ants. Those fucking ants got it. Not only was I angry to awaken to a living room full of ants, but I was angry that I'd sacrificed a very delicious and rare $6 bag of snacks. Not only that, but it frustrates me that the ants move so quickly. There is no wiggle room whatsoever. I don't even know how they're getting in, since my windows are still all sealed up from winter. They will certainly grace a permannet place at the top of my list of enemies in Japan. Fucking ants.
It rained for two days straight, and when it came time to go to Japanese class across town I decided that for once I didn't want to bike in the rain. I took the bus, which unfortunately meant leaving my bike at school. Knowing I'd be late in the morning and would need it, I decided to pick it up on my run...except I forgot my bike key. Rather than going home and coming back, or not using the bike in the morning, I decided to carry the bike home. Fortunately, my muscles aren't too abused from lugging the beast half a mile and no one called the cops on me thinking I was stealing a bike.
At Japanese class, my teacher asked me not to look up kanji in my dictionary during class, but rather to ask her. For whatever reason, this really really upset me. I get where she's coming from - I think she thinks it slows me down because I'm always the last to finish. That's not the case though! I'm just slow at reading. Always have been in any language. I almost cried in class and spent the next 5-10 minutes seriously considerin whether or not to quit the class on account of the uphill battle I face not knowing the words. I find my reaction incredibly ridiculous, but I couldn't help it. She brought it up again after class, to which I told her it's not the kanji I'm struggling with, it's the words themselves. My vocabulary is poor (not that everything else isn't, but vocabulary regularly gets in the way). I tried just doing it based on context, but I ended up getting a lot of questions wrong that way...and when she randomly goes around the class looking for answers, I can't afford to be wrong. Furthermore, if I ask her each of the 20 words, it'll take just as long but be twice as frustrating and three times as embarassing. Not to metnion, asking her and having her respond isn't goin to teach me as much as if I look up the words myself. I think I'll continue my behavior, just when she isn't looking. I'll also ask questions after class to make her feel a little better about the whole thing.
And then, as a treat to myself, I'd bought an excellent, excellent (expensive) bag of sugar dried peaches after my 10K race in the farming community an hour from town. I ate one or two pieces and left the bag out, ready for later indulgences...And those fucking ants. Those fucking ants got it. Not only was I angry to awaken to a living room full of ants, but I was angry that I'd sacrificed a very delicious and rare $6 bag of snacks. Not only that, but it frustrates me that the ants move so quickly. There is no wiggle room whatsoever. I don't even know how they're getting in, since my windows are still all sealed up from winter. They will certainly grace a permannet place at the top of my list of enemies in Japan. Fucking ants.
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