Monday, September 13, 2010

Confusion and unfamiliarity

Haha, yeah, the title says it all. Today was my first day of school. My school is very different from the conval way of education. I got up today at 7, which was strange to start with because i am used to having to get up at 6 for school, and started the day with a pbandj with some fruity tea of some sort. Not bad if i say so myself. But inside, there was that pit. I have heard stories of people who have to move to a new school. The are an outsider, someone alien invading the homeland of the established way of life. Well that was me, only i was going to a class where they had been together for years, not changing class mates or even rooms for that matter. And, they spoke a strange language that i can only grasp at for the moment. In my mind, sorry mom and dad, but i have to be frank, I was thinking EFF MY LIFE! haha, i know, not very positive thinking, but i really couldnot help it. I was in quite a formidable position, one which i had no real way of preparing for. So my mother, laura drove me to school, we waited for some of my friends who would show me around and things were grand. I met the principal, a kind lady who also happens to be an english teacher (plus!) and i was introduced to my class... about 20 girls and 4 boys. Yeah. Ugh. These are exactly the kind of girls i do not enjoy. Cliquey, chatting away at light speed and dressed to kill. I was intimidated for the first 10 minutes in the class by this wave of estrogen. I quietly took my seat next to the two other boys i saw at the time and tried to take it all in without wanting to curl into a ball. The class was so LOUD! they would not shut up! it is a bilingual class, which means they all spoke english, but i still couldnt muster up the courage in the first ten minutes to really talk to them. Finally, when the teacher came in (this was really cool, they have a great amount of respect for their teachers, unlike in america. Upon the entrance of the teacher, every student stands, same when the teacher leaves) silence fell and i felt more normal, less like an ant in a hurricane. She started to speak in lightning fast romanian. I tried to keep up for ten minutes, then gave up and started to zone. She wrote the schedule on the board, i copied it, yadda yadda yadda. Then there was a break. I met with my firends, they showed me around and all was good. They intorduced me to new people, one of whom was in my class, alexandra. She was a good help. She wants to study english in college to become a translator. Cool! so we walked and talked. She showed me the cafe where they all go to smoke and drink coffee during break. She introduced me to another group of rowdy adolescents and all was well. We went back to class, but it being the first day, there was really not much of a class. We kind of sat around for almost an hour. A boy came in, a friend of alexandra's, and he had a guitar. "Hey! i want you do listen to this song!" talking to me. He proceeded to belt out a song in which he put my name. SOmething about me being greg christ, and the chorus going a little something like, "CAUSE I'M F****** GREG! I'M F****** GREG! GREG CHRIST!" a wonderful tune. It was really actually quite enjoyable, everyone had a good laugh, myself included and people finally stopped giving me a cold shoulder. Everyone came up and introduced themselves to me, we talked about which season of lost was the best (seriously... :D) and things like that. I finally felt like i could do this! I still do in fact. it is just going to be a headache language wise for a while. There is this one girl though. She is the most ungodly annoying person i know. I will call her amy pohler for now. I dont remember her name and she has that same strange look as amy pohler. It fits. She was so obnoxious. She seemed fake and I could kind of sense that she was, judging by the attitudes of the others. haha, but whatever. It is only one bad egg. It will truly be interestign to see what will come out of it. I am still confused, i will be following everyone like a lost puppy until i really get how things work, but it is ok. The first day is done. That is all that matters. It was the last big hurdle i have for a little while at least. We will see how it all works out in the end.

3 comments:

  1. GREG! Ah you are so brave! And I love your song :] I think I shall make a harmonica adaption. This sounds like the first day of college only with everyone speaking Romanian. I'm glad people are being nice to you. If they aren't I will cut them! [I don't care how far I have to come]. Just so you know this is literally my home page, so I will be posting comments from now on and my goal is to beat Kody to it :]

    GOOD LUCK. I hope you continue to do well!
    Nina

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  2. Haha oh, it's on Nina.

    Okay, I had to make my own lame blog in order to comment on this, so there :P

    Wow, that sucks that Moburger followed you all the way to Romania and now is posing as a fake Romanian girl. I feel your pain.
    On the flipside, the girl to guy ratio probably works out in everyone's favor ;)

    Don't worry! You are really good at languages and will catch on soon! MUCH SOONER THAN ME. I am still struggling with French and I've had it for four years. So, just think, at least you don't have my talent for memorizing languages :P

    Also, I hate smokers. There are so many of them here, and it sounds like there as well. It sucks. Keep us posted! If you ever need a conversation starter, talk about Harry Potter--its worked really well for me! :D

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