I left my wallet at home this morning, which I almost never do. I actually realized it because I didn't have much to eat for breakfast at home and was going to buy something before geology class started, but then I noticed that I had no wallet with me. This also meant that after my test today, I didn't get any of the delicious ice cream, as is my custom. Maybe tomorrow to make up for it?
Also, I'm tired and my eye itches a lot. I wonder if I got something in it or it's infected or something awful.
I need to figure out some stuff as far as re-applying to the University of Washington goes. And somehow this has got me wondering about physics, which I'll eventually be taking (unless I die from whatever is bothering my left eye or something). I should brush up on calculus. Also chemistry. Also everything.
Oh, and now that I'm totally used to having a laptop computer, it suddenly occurs to me how much better this is than trying to find a computer in the library to log into and crap like that. It almost makes me wonder how I survived last quarter, which is silly, of course.
Whatever, I'd promise that my next update won't suck so much, but I'll probably just play Oblivion a lot and not update for a really long time.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Stop: petty time
It's been a while, I know. I have things to talk about, but the one thing that is finally getting me to update is sheer pettiness. Something trivial, really inconsequential, but I'm still annoyed about it. This doesn't really affect anyone at all, but I'm going to go ahead anyway...
Yesterday in German class we went over some stupid dialogues with apartments and houses and whatever. Well, here are the relevant bits, which I am translating...
Anna: Who cooks?
Jörg: All of us. Benno, Verena, and myself.
...and later, skipping some other lines that don't matter...
Anna: How much do you pay per month?
Jörg: 200 euros.
So when we came to that last line, the instructor asked how much the house costed. I forget his exact words, but it was confusing. At first I thought he was asking how much it would cost to buy the place. Then I thought he was asking how much per year. Finally, I realized that he was asking how much the total rent per month was, the idea being that everyone is paying an equal portion (which may or may not be a reasonable assumption—I have no idea how it works in Germany). So I answered (in German) that it was 600 euros. I based this on the earlier line about who cooks the meals: if three people cook, and everyone who lives there cooks, that means three people live there and if furthermore each of them pays 200 per month, the total paid per month is 600. Simple enough. Well, understandably, since this was all in German and the instructor worded the question in a confusing manner, people in the class were thrown off and various people were giving different answers. Some people thought four people were paying rent because they added Anna to the count and some others thought five for some reason. The instructor said that it was 800. When I still said 600, he joked that I shouldn't need a calculator and that of course 4 times 200 is 800. I was a bit baffled by this. I thought to myself that I must have misread the text and that Anna, being a prospective tenant, was being told how much she would pay, which would be the same as the three existing tenants, so the total would be 800. Fine. The line about the calculator was rude (and yes, it was to me specifically and not to the class in general because the instructor said my name). It's not that I can't count, it's that I'm only beginning to learn German. Whatever.
Well, this running start student in the corner of the room kept running his mouth for like a whole damn minute after that. Maybe not quite, but close enough to a minute anyway. I only knew he was talking about me because I heard him say my name. I couldn't hear everything he said, but it was along the lines of how I need to take a math class and how I can't even count and such. I was so angry that I couldn't focus on anything for the rest of the class. I have no idea what we went over after that. I was too busy not throwing any teenagers through the window.
I was still seething over it for a while, then ate lunch and forgot about the whole thing—until just now when I was doing my homework and noticed that in the stupid dialogue, there's nothing about Anna even being a prospective tenant at all and the question that is asked is, "How much do you pay per month?" Not, "How much would I pay per month?" Big difference. So basically, I was right, just like always. Now I'm angry again.
Yesterday in German class we went over some stupid dialogues with apartments and houses and whatever. Well, here are the relevant bits, which I am translating...
Anna: Who cooks?
Jörg: All of us. Benno, Verena, and myself.
...and later, skipping some other lines that don't matter...
Anna: How much do you pay per month?
Jörg: 200 euros.
So when we came to that last line, the instructor asked how much the house costed. I forget his exact words, but it was confusing. At first I thought he was asking how much it would cost to buy the place. Then I thought he was asking how much per year. Finally, I realized that he was asking how much the total rent per month was, the idea being that everyone is paying an equal portion (which may or may not be a reasonable assumption—I have no idea how it works in Germany). So I answered (in German) that it was 600 euros. I based this on the earlier line about who cooks the meals: if three people cook, and everyone who lives there cooks, that means three people live there and if furthermore each of them pays 200 per month, the total paid per month is 600. Simple enough. Well, understandably, since this was all in German and the instructor worded the question in a confusing manner, people in the class were thrown off and various people were giving different answers. Some people thought four people were paying rent because they added Anna to the count and some others thought five for some reason. The instructor said that it was 800. When I still said 600, he joked that I shouldn't need a calculator and that of course 4 times 200 is 800. I was a bit baffled by this. I thought to myself that I must have misread the text and that Anna, being a prospective tenant, was being told how much she would pay, which would be the same as the three existing tenants, so the total would be 800. Fine. The line about the calculator was rude (and yes, it was to me specifically and not to the class in general because the instructor said my name). It's not that I can't count, it's that I'm only beginning to learn German. Whatever.
Well, this running start student in the corner of the room kept running his mouth for like a whole damn minute after that. Maybe not quite, but close enough to a minute anyway. I only knew he was talking about me because I heard him say my name. I couldn't hear everything he said, but it was along the lines of how I need to take a math class and how I can't even count and such. I was so angry that I couldn't focus on anything for the rest of the class. I have no idea what we went over after that. I was too busy not throwing any teenagers through the window.
I was still seething over it for a while, then ate lunch and forgot about the whole thing—until just now when I was doing my homework and noticed that in the stupid dialogue, there's nothing about Anna even being a prospective tenant at all and the question that is asked is, "How much do you pay per month?" Not, "How much would I pay per month?" Big difference. So basically, I was right, just like always. Now I'm angry again.
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