entrance exams
Came to school this bright lovely morning to find a parking lot full of bright baby junior high students, all ready for their entrance exams. Some of you will be mine, little kiddies, come to me!
Creepiness aside, I had a good eyebrow raising moment this morning when the vice principal made a special announcement during the morning meeting, regarding a potential student. Apparently one of the examinees has brown hair.
Lest we eye him/her disapprovingly for his/her apparent disregard for the un-dyed hair rule, he said, let it be known that said student evidently has an American father, and the hair has been confirmed natural. Heavens me, luckily now the entire staffroom knows his family background and that’s all been cleared up…
Well, given the harshness of judgements directed at perceived deviation from the rules, I guess they’re only being kind in giving him a fair chance. Sarcasm aside, I’m of course totally curious to meet this kid. Half American, huh? How’s his/her English? Would they take my class? That would be cool, but intimidating. Can’t wait.
The latest I Hate-o Katakanaengrish update; “My boom.” Means, ‘latest fad that I’m into.’ From ‘boom in popularity’ I suspect. About ruined my day when I heard it this morning; “Recently yoga is my biggest my boom[u].” ARRRGGH!!!!! It just sounds, so, STUPID.
And finally, the latest in personal news; apparently the study abroad program I went on in college no longer hires a resident assistant, so I won’t be getting that job in the fall. Found out this morning, bit of a disappointment but also feels like a question resolved, now what to do instead? WWOOF? Or something that, you know, pays?
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*makes spooky finger gestures*
Mooooove …. tooooo … San Franciiiiiiiscoooooo….
Feeling a strange urge toward San Fransisco, can’t explain it. Must be the seafood from lunch acting up…
Was that announcement really made about the boy’s background? What kind of a society are we living in? I just don’t see that kind of stuff here (which isn’t to say that it doesn’t exist). Pff.
You can always move to Tokes and find work
Heck yeah! And it turns out she’s a girl. I wonder if she’ll get in to this school.
Ooh, Tokyo, don’t know if I’m ready for that…