Wednesday, June 20, 2007

Seemingly Boring Secretive Stage

What to write when the main events happening in your life are supposed to be secret?????

Everything around that disguises them, I guess...

I went to my Japanese class today. I got back my hiragana test (in which I scored 97), I talked with "Shindi" a little bit during the class, she lent me 2 pens, Pedro came in later and showed me his brand-new PocketPC he acquired in Office Depot just yesterday for about 5KQ (it's a HX2790 - http://h10010.www1.hp.com/wwpc/uk/en/sm/WF05a/21675-21679-21679-21679-297609-12289776.html), and we were given our final japanese test, I think I did pretty well (except that I didn't remember what "telephone" was in japanese, so I snuck the answer (denwa) off from a lady sitting at my right). I'll probably get a 100 in that test. (No kidding). Oh, and I found Eva Perez (one of my former german language teachers), and gave her my mom's cellphone and home numbers. They seem to have something in common: a strong, sad will against their young daughter getting married soon.

I walked away with Pedro and met Elisa on the way. We agreed on getting a ride from Pedro, but then Elisa changed her mind and decided to do some things of her own before going home. So after 20-30 minutes of following Pedro around and waiting for him to finish talking to his recently-tested, somewhat anxious female students, we reached his car, got in, and talked about PocketPCs and his busted PC all the way home. He took me to my house, and when we got here, I gave him his Ubuntu Feistyfawn 7.04 CD back and my Windows XP SP2 CD (P.E.) so he could reinstall his desktop machine.

And then I spent my afternoon @ home, watching movies & TV Series(War of the Worlds, Jerry Macguire), my Aunt Violeta came home, she talked a lot with my mom, I chatted for several hours in my room, and then did some abacus exercises. I still plan to do some more tonight.

I'm also trying to figure out how soon can I get my left hand's cast and nails removed... I want to be able to drive again.

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