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transomwhiplassOh man ya'll, I'm screwed. For serious. Tomorrow I have to turn in this composition, take my final test, and do my oral exam.
The composition .. I just don't know. No matter how many times I edit it, I know she will catch about a bajillion errors. No matter how focused I am, she will be able to tear me a new one. Stupid native speakers. She's not the type to cut you a break either.
The test. Well, that's up in the air -- la dee daa. She didn't really tell us what we'll have to know so frankly I'm semi-terrified. She mentioned having to recognize this verb form we've been studying (it's ridiculous to try to use it without a list of the irregular verbs next to you). I assume we will have a verbal comprehension, as always. Also, she will probably put the numbers, days of the week, etc stuff in there. What I don't know is whether I should worry about the several passages we were supposed to read: a fairy tale, something in our workbook, and something else in our handout. We didn't talk about them at all (like usual), but we still.. ugh.
The oral will probably be painful. It used to be incredibly fun to take oral tests. My partner and I would create a snappy joke-filled dialogue and entertain the pants off our old teacher Nobuko. However, I will have to answer her questions (this is if I understand them, oh yay) and then present my fairy tale.
However, the pain will be over in less than 12 more hours. Thomas and I are going to hit up the opening of the new Muchos Gracias. We'll probably play some Cranium and then it's toga, toga, toga (again).
I already hung out at her house today. Ezra and I kind of took over dinner--we marinated (and cooked steak) and I also made some crazy-delcious potatoes that were extremely colorful because we used three types of potatoes. Anyway, I kind of just wish I could skip the Italian part and jump to the part where I'm free of Lauretta and can go crazy this weekend in a bedsheet. Soon enough my friends.. soon enough.
Augh. Debating whether to sleep or study some more. Blecchh.
The composition .. I just don't know. No matter how many times I edit it, I know she will catch about a bajillion errors. No matter how focused I am, she will be able to tear me a new one. Stupid native speakers. She's not the type to cut you a break either.
The test. Well, that's up in the air -- la dee daa. She didn't really tell us what we'll have to know so frankly I'm semi-terrified. She mentioned having to recognize this verb form we've been studying (it's ridiculous to try to use it without a list of the irregular verbs next to you). I assume we will have a verbal comprehension, as always. Also, she will probably put the numbers, days of the week, etc stuff in there. What I don't know is whether I should worry about the several passages we were supposed to read: a fairy tale, something in our workbook, and something else in our handout. We didn't talk about them at all (like usual), but we still.. ugh.
The oral will probably be painful. It used to be incredibly fun to take oral tests. My partner and I would create a snappy joke-filled dialogue and entertain the pants off our old teacher Nobuko. However, I will have to answer her questions (this is if I understand them, oh yay) and then present my fairy tale.
However, the pain will be over in less than 12 more hours. Thomas and I are going to hit up the opening of the new Muchos Gracias. We'll probably play some Cranium and then it's toga, toga, toga (again).
I already hung out at her house today. Ezra and I kind of took over dinner--we marinated (and cooked steak) and I also made some crazy-delcious potatoes that were extremely colorful because we used three types of potatoes. Anyway, I kind of just wish I could skip the Italian part and jump to the part where I'm free of Lauretta and can go crazy this weekend in a bedsheet. Soon enough my friends.. soon enough.
Augh. Debating whether to sleep or study some more. Blecchh.
