Friday, January 28, 2005
My history teacher was passing by and asked me if I was a G-ville girl and when I told him no he asked me where I was from. SO I of course had to tell him. I don't know why I'm so weird about telling people where I was born but I think it's about the attention I get when I tell them. After I told him he asked me if I could speak Tagalog, I can't and that question always makes me wish my mom had bothered to teach me when I was little.
We were assigned to do a project on a country and who was controlling them and I chose Singapore. decided that as long as it was an Asian country I wanted it. I wanted the Philippines but it wasn't one of the choices. When this guy tried to pick it I was thinking that if anyone should get to do the Philippines it should be me.
During the cultural Suna(I love her hair) and I sat in the back doing homework. When she sat next to me she said "the smell of food is disgusting" I wasn't expecting her to say that. Everyone but us was eating like pigs, it was disgusting. I felt like Chihiro from Spirited Away and that at any moment all the kids would turn into piglets.
-Later Days
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