Scars of Tomorrow: Tweety Bird's Tale

Today I'm gonna talk about a classmate of mine. We called her Tweety *maybe it's just me* because according to my research, *ehem* they called her that because she reminded them of the famous cartoon character Tweety bird. *you know, that little yellow cutesy bird that ALWAYS have that prankster cat Sylvester on her tail* Well, this girl got a particular trait that we usually see from her speech pattern. Whenever she does her presentation* especially in a group* she would usually add the world "lah" or "ah" at the end of her sentences. Kinda like a new speech pattern *or something*. Based on my observation *ehem fancy word right there* Tweety is one of the students in the class that would ALWAYS be in class, no matter what time it is. But these couple of days, Tweety was absent from almost all of the classes, I heard *from someone* she had a fever( I couldn't remember who said that). Then, one day she'd just reappeared during my group discussion with Yangus,Sarasvati, Lynette and Rose. I'd noticed that her face were kinda pale *in comparison with her original skin tone, there wasn't much difference since she's a fair lady (what the hell am I saying??)*  But, yeah she does look paler than usual (what the fuuuuuu am I trying to say???). Then, last night I had the opportunity to IM with her. So we talked a bit, then I asked her " Is your fever already subsided?" and she asked me back " Who said anything about me having a fever?" I was like:

*Owh..*

Then she said to me "Don't be shocked okay? I had an operation. There was some kinda tumor inside my tummy and they had to take it out. A couple of days before that, I cried like hell.."

I had no idea you were in that kind of situation...

That explains her absence, So I was like "Owhhhhh, no wonder you couldn't come to the class. You should rest properly then." And she said, " I've got permission for absence until 5 Jan, hihihi" and I said " Good, you seemed happy eh?" and she replied " More like bored, I have nothing to do. That's why I came to class that day. But after the class, my cut got opened. Maybe because I moved to much in one day..The doctor didn't close the cut, since they wanted the cells to grow by itself" Then I told her about making a blog, that's one way to spend some time and at the same time train your English. Then she said "Hmm, maybe I do it next time." It was midnight and Tweety excuse herself since she wanted to sleep already, so I bid her farewell. I hope she'll be okay the next time I see her.

 *I don't know the point of putting this bird here*

Chipolatas? :-3 and Increase Self-Esteem

"If a romantic dinner is referring to the situation, then how about "sexy dinner"? Can you imagine it?"

IMAGINING SOMETHING...(grinning)

"Okay, you can keep to yourself whatever you are imagining right now. I don't need to explain it."- =_='' Mdm. N.

Seriously, today's literature class is the funniest one I've had in a while. And it was all because of ONE particular poem. Yes, I'll marry you *No, I'm not referring to you* by Pam Ayers. Well, the poem's mainly about the power struggle between genders and the demands of a women. *Yeah, I'm starting to type like an English teacher now* But that's NOT the thing that I wanted to talked about. Btw, ignore my stern tone above, I just wanted to talked about how FUN today's class was, jeez.

Here goes.

Today, we had a presentation and we were lucky because Mdm. N was in a good mood *despite herself being busy* which means it'll be a good thing for Rose * since she's the one that's gonna be presenting the stuff in front of the class.* But despite having a smooth sailing while presenting, we were still bombarded with questions regarding our tone and mood of the poem *we were doing Mother to Son by Langston Hughes btw* And here comes the worst part, Me and Yangus FAILED to aid them * Sarasvati, Lynette, and Rose*

...I know, instead of talking about fun, it became depressing instead....Enough with that matter...

* I'm not THAT depressed to kill myself lol*

But here's the FUN part, when Mdm started to talked about how making a direct translation from Malay to English can resulted into forming words that would sounded SOOO WRONG  *such as, "THE POWER OF MAN"(seriously), "HARDNESS OF LIFE"(it's MY group's mistake btw) and "THE DEMANDING OF WOMEN"(i know what you're thinking)* Then she talked about this one particular word. CHIPOLATAS. Nobody actually understands the meaning of that word, * I thought chipolatas are fancy name for italian coffee(silly me)* but then Mdm said something that strikes me. "Chipolatas is a small 'sausage'....and she wants him to cook it every night..." and my reaction was like this:

*What the fuuuuuuuuuuu*

In the end, that was the part that I seriously won't forget this entire semester. *learning about a kinky(erotic in nature) poem*

Fine, enough with the fun stuff, moving on..

For Mr. S's class, he told us to read the notes given for 15 minutes and then he'll called out our names randomly to explain about things such as Competence and Performance, Comprehension and Production, Nature or Nurture, and etc.. * I'm suck at explaining things, which fortunate because Mr. S didn't call my name at all (phew..)* But the thing goes on and on and on.. There was this one time when he ask Connan if he wanted to read the notes or not, Connan ask him if there is any other choices for him. Then Mr. S explains further about why he asked such question. He told us that he was actually using a type of speaking known as 'DISCOURSE' * let's just say that it's words with underlying message. When he ask Connan if he wanted to read, he's actually trying to say that Connan MUST READ THE NOTES* I remembered Mr S's eyes at that time was like this:

*O_o''*

Then he asked us this question, "If a 4 year old child listen to a radio, can he acquire the language?" We took a lot of time before actually understanding it and then someone answered and said "No, because process of acquiring the language needs someone else to interact with". That's ONE question down, then Mr. S asked this question, " Can the child learn the language by listening to the radio?" Here's where things get complicated. Realizing that the whole class was filled with uncertainty, Mr. S told us that we are still clouded by low self esteem, and that if we can't speak up now, we wouldn't be able to speak properly at all. Inspired by those words, the whole class tried to answered the question but to no avail. "100 % CONCENTRATION!! " I said proudly. And he responded by saying "Wrong! You're expecting a 4 year old to give 100 % concentration??" Then I tried AGAIN, that's when Mr. S said, " Looking at your face tells me that the answer might be correct" and try to guess what happens next? I said " The program must be able to motivates the child?" *smiling* and I heard Mr. S sighs... 

=_=''

So, yea.. In the end we managed to went back early with the help of Gaara. Although he didn't really gave a complete answer, it was correct..so..yeah

What I do realized after that class was that my self esteem *might* had gone up a little bit. Why, you asked? Well, a realized I was smiling while answering the question given by Mr. S. And that smile felt..comfortable. I dunno, maybe it's just my feeling. Hmm.