Today's lesson material was mostly review of the assignments we've been handed so far. We covered our daily six kanji, did about one page of the pronunciation text book, and move directly into reviewing handouts from the previous day. A heavy emphasis was on the particle work sheet since most of us did poorly despite the teacher thinking it would be too easy for our level. There's something about failing to meet expectations that really adds insult to injury. Actually, the idea that someone thought our material was easy but we sucked came up several times today from the teacher and a few students.
That's one of the reasons I'm spending most of my free time studying and reviewing the material in advance. Some kind of exam is coming up next Tuesday but I haven't really followed on exactly what it is, so I'm not sure. It may be a placement exam to move people around but two weeks seems a little early for that. I'll have to ask someone tomorrow if I have the chance.
As for the title, there was this freakish big Japanese guy on the train when I was waiting at the station. He walked in and crashed down right in the reserved seating section. (In Japan trains have reserved seats for elderly, pregnant women, and women with young children... or and people with injuries.) The next thing I notice about the guy, other than his oafish big body is the look on his face. He seemed to be stuck somewhere between an angry scowl and a confused "how did I get here" look. The guy only sits down long enough to stuff his hand into his bag, pull out some chips, and then bails. Walks right off the train and leaves the bag there.
Now here is where my panic starts to kick in. Most people don't eat on the train, it's kind of rude. But more importantly, people don't leave things on the train unless it's sarin gas. I was already slipping into fight or flight mode with the big guy flopping around the train with that mixed look on his face. When he left his strange looking bag just chilling on the train it sent me racing down memory lane of my Asian studies class. Fortunately the guy came back five minutes later to reclaim his bag and his seat. Pretty uneventful ride after that.
I managed to make it through the forward and preface of my book last night, but I got caught up watching K1. It looks like I'm going to get caught up watching Best House tonight since it's always interesting. I'll just have to study and read in between the commercials.
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