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[kittydesade]

Ask your partner about classes he/she took during high school. Find out which ones were interesting, not interesting, easy, difficult, and so on.

A: こうこうの　とき、　どの　じゅぎゅうが　おもしろかったですか。
B: えいごの　じゅぎょうが　おもしろかったです。
A: こうこうの　とき、　どの　クラスが　おもしろくなかったですか。
B: 　フランスごの　クラスが　おもしろくなかったです。

高校の時、　どの授業が楽しかったですか。
日本語の授業が楽しかったです。
高校の時、どのクラスが楽しくなかったですか。
経済のクラスが楽しくなかったです。

高校の時、　どの授業が大変でしたか。
日本語の授業が大変でした。
高校の時、　どのクラスが大変じゃなかったですか。
ロシア語のクラスが大変じゃなかったです。

高校の時、どのじゅぎょうがむずかしかったですか。
経済の授業が難しかったです。
高校の時、どのクラスが難しくなかったですか。
フランス語のクラスが難しくなかったです。


My Russian book came today. Damn. That was, um. Quick. Quicker than I expected, really. Still damn. And also woot because not only am I able to read (if not necessarily pronounce, that needs worked on) the text in the actual book itself in the first few exercises, this means I can do exercises in the morning instead of translating chunks of text and analyzing it to a fair thee well. Which is occasionally fun to do because of semantics and things, but not conducive to learning the language. Also, I fear getting rusty on things. I may take a week, still, and review noun cases at least. Conjugation, surprisingly, is actually pretty easy for me to stick to.

Beauty practice happens again tonight. I'm actually doing surprisingly well making myself do Long Road stuff, and other writing stuff that I should be doing, instead of screwing around with memes and prompts and things. If I can just keep it up consistently it'll even get done. Shock and horror. No, surely not.

I feel like there should be more to say here, but, really, there's not. Tonight I do more writing and editing and my goal thing for tonight is to pick up the damn living room, which still shouldn't take that long. Not sure what I want to have for dinner but I took down the chicken, so I should cook that. Somehow. I'll think of something, and no doubt it will give me much leftovers. I might actually cook two things and just do my damndest not to cook over the weekend. Because, really, I hate cooking just for myself. Actual involved cooking that is. I always wind up with a pile of leftovers. And still not sure what to do about the lunch thing, but I'll work that out, too. I've discovered that the only thing I really want out of a bento box is the rice molds. I do a lot of stir fry and if I can pack up leftover stir fry and a cute little rice mold... yeah. I have no life.

Earrings still haven't occurred. Mostly because I'm waiting till I get home, see what kind of shiny bangly things I have, and then probably will look for some studs to match. I really want a pair of gold smiley-face earrings because I have a Watchmen fetish. I think I know where to get them, too. And in the meantime, I have pretty bracelets and pretty scents coming to me. And hopefully the boy will actually get a job soon and I can keep indulging like this. Oogh.

Also, still need an icon of being a stereotypical hair-jewelry-clothes-makeup girl. Ponder. And a better way to phrase it rather than girly-girl because damn. Maybe just, exercising the virtue of Beauty.