teacher after all?

Sometimes it seems people just come to me for advice or instruction. This very day I've helped someone pick out Chinese for a tattoo (do not, I repeat, do not do chinese or kanji tattoos in North America). In fact as I was beginning to write this post I had someone looking for conics review. But whenever I think of high school I am like "man, I didn't like that very much... I don't want to propogate the system."

Tuesday was good. I went in the morning, then in the afternoon I walked out the front gate, met Scott at the restaurant & then went to play pool. Afterwards we went to Su Jia & watched all of "Shingetsutan Tsukihime." Thus, I practised listening to Japanese. It was a good series except for the ending, which kind of bothered me. I didn't feel it was fair or inevitable.

Wednesday was ... all right. We spent a good part of the day practising for choir (unexpectedly to me). The weather was too hot for my liking.

Thursday was the graduation ceremony for the Junior 3's (grade 9) and the Senior 3's (grade 12). We had the event at the police academy next to our school. There was a pretty sweet hall with a massive flag, big statue of Chiang Kai-Shek, patriotic paintings and everything. Everything except the national anthem, which my school is very, very lame at. It's a shame, as I quite like the song.

The performance went ok. I was wearing a suit again (French Alex retied my tie, so I think I can do a double-windsor now, a proper one, the knot made a proper triangle). I also played drums some more, crappily I might add, so now people at least know I can.

Today was not too bad. I studied japanese a bit in the morning. I think I might buy the textbook even expensive as it is. If I can order it online faster & better I will, but I'm not sure shipping to Taiwan is good or cheap--textbooks are heavy, making airmail troublesome.

In choir we talked about our last performance, which will be tomorrow morning. It's at an old folks home. This evening I went to the Chens' to pick up my package from M. We talked for a while and when I got home Zhang ma was pissed because it was like 11:50. I miss the good old days of hanging with Brad until 2, 3 or later on a Friday night.

Tomorrow I plan on going to an old folks' home, having lunch/tea with the Chens, Scott & Claire, then watching dragon boat races with Scott. Happy Dragon Boat festival, whee! rock on