It's sad to say but the year is almost drawing to a close. Sadly, The French Fries will not thrive like it once did in the Golden Year of 2008. However the spirit will live on inside each member, and we will all know that we have been part of something special and unique. Never before has a group such as this been established in the Senior French Classes at St Catherine's College, with a disperasl of students form St Patrick's College. Thanks to everyone who made it happen.
To give justice to the French Fries, there is only one way in which we can end the year. Partying!!!!!
Till then
Au revoir.
Admittedly I haven't blogged in such a long time, not that anyone actually reads my blogs but that's fine because I'm not really into the whole thing. I just like reading other people's blogs.
The year is sadly flying by quickly and we will soon be off to different parts of the country (or staying in the same place) in order to study, go into trades, get a part time job, and much more. I think we all should do something though together before we go.
- St Pat's and St Cath's should have a combined shared lunch for the year 13s, like the one planned for the Combined Concert which never happened. I suppose I could try and organise it for the end of term or start of next term?
- I would like to do something with the French class and maybe people who were involved with the French Fries. Does going to a French film or having dinner at a French restaurant sound good to anyone?
Of course there will be 18th birthday parties and so on so there will be plenty more time for partying!
Vox is losing its appeal. Sorry but it's coz all the people whose blogs I read are not blogging. Which is fair enough with the busy times atm.
I'm feeling like I'm not doing well enough this year despite the fact I am trying really hard.
But some people who do well are arrogant about it and don't seem to understand that they're being pretentious.
Oh well whatever if I fail I'll just become a male burlesque stripper. It would be quite fun tbh.
My goodness how time has flown!
O'Shea Shield is next week and I'm stressing because I'm in the Religious Questions team and I want to do well but how you go on the day is what ocunts.Wish me luck!
To all the current French Fries.
I think we should all be starting to leanr the level 3 vocabulary as Mrs MacIver has been giving big hints.
Perhaps next term we can all help each other if anyone is struggling with remembereing some words.Till next time, au revoir.
I'm really quite anxious about how 2009 is going to turn out and all the things I'm going to have to balance.
- This year I'm going to teach 4 pupils to play the piano. I'm a newbe to this so who knows how it will turn out. Also I'm teaching them according to a curriculum known as the Suzuki method which my previous teacher has briefly gone over with me. Obn top of that I have to organise a 'group session' that involves playing games and doing tasks with the kids that are all music related.
- Ncea level 3 is going to be a bitch to do well at. I'll have to be such a geek and have like no life in order to do well. It doesn't help that during the school year there are so many interruptions so I will have to do all this catching up and being a peer leader will take up quite a bit of time too.
- Well I'm still going to play Bowls and tennis but I'm thinking about taking up a winter sport, I'm worried that I'll be-shamefully bad at it though.
And I'm sure there will be more to add to the list!
After a (sort of) less-than horrible experience of last-minute Christmas shoppers last week, I was actually prepared to write up a post about how surprisingly... nice people (well, most) can be.
Hell, it was even to the point that I could smile without it looking forced at all. And speak in a (kind of) cheerful-ish tone that wasn't completely made up and creepy.
Then... well, today pretty much reminded me why I was a misanthropist.
First off, hagglers - conversations basically go like this:
Customer: [places item on counter]
Me: Hi. [presses keys on the register] That'll be $X please.
Customer: I thought this was a/The $2 shop. (First mistake - This place ain't a $2 store. We sell stuff for that price, yes, but just because this place is classified as a 'discount shop' doesn't mean that EVERYTHING is $2.)
Me: Um... No. This store is called "Max! Out", and it sells things more expensive than $2.
Customer: Oh. Could you lower the price to $2, then? (Note: This is either worded as a question or a demand.)
Me: Um... No. I can't do that.
Customer: [stares]
Me: I'm sorry, but I cannot do that. I am not the manager of this store, and therefore do not have the power to do so.
Customer: Fine. I'll just go to the other $2 shop upstairs/on the other side of the mall. [exuent]
Then, the most infuriating and tears of frustration-inducing people would be the goddamn shoplifters.
Most of them come in groups and are roughly aged between 10 to 18. Again, mostly male.
Today was especially frustrating because I know what they stole, but can't really do anything because I don't know which one stole the damn thing and where the shi... person hid it.
To top it off, a more sympathetic customer actually told me that those people were shoplifting, but I couldn't exactly do anything because of above reason.
One kid even stole a lighter. I'm more worried of what that kid will do with it.
I really felt like breaking down and crying.
I still do, actually.
Funny. Every time something remotely good happens that makes me appreciate humanity a little more, something else happens that make me remember just why I hated people in general.
That's it. I give up. I'm not even going to bother trying to regain my faith in humanity. C'est mort.
On a less stressful note, at least once a day, there are Chinese people who, because I'm asian, assume that I'm Chinese (or speak fluent Mandarin) and speak to me in that language. Cue my interruption and awkward reply of "Sorry, but.. um.. I don't understand."
The situation becomes more awkward when they either don't understand English or think that I'm only pretending that I don't understand, and continue to talk to me in Mandarin.
Eventually, after repeated gestures and more awkward silences, the person leaves.
To those who know what I look like: Do I look Chinese? I've been mistaken for one by not only non-asian groups, but even Koreans. It's... unsettling, to say the least.
Who: Members of The French Fries (a.k.a Les Frites Français)
What: A gathering in town for everyone to catch up and have some funky fun at the same time by expressing our unique solidarity and ideas through the means of our 'cohort' (thanks Lisa) :)
Where: Town. The exact location remains to be seen.
When: Tuesday 16th Decemeber
Why: Because it's a nice thing to do and we can all have fun without the pressure of school.
How: Just turn up at the prescribed time. All the details have been sent to you via mobile or through the internet, e.g bebo messages.
A bientôt!