i got this, you got this, my friend is on my right, aaaay

i'm being lazy and not working out today. which is vair bad and i feel guilty. but it's late. and i had a snack which messed up my groove. enough with the excuses...

the kids were all crazy today. every single one of the 5 classes i had. my 9am class we just plain noisy and i had to tell them to be quiet constantly. i had a lot of energy in the morning (i blame 2, yes 2 chocolate croissants) but they managed to wear me out. and we were working on time and when i drew a clock with 6:35 on it, they wrote "seven to six" and when i told them it was wrong, switched it to "six to seven." and it took me a while to explain the mistake at which several of them smacked their palms to their foreheads and i was glad that they understood the silliness of their mistake. it got better after that but still crazy noisy.

then i came home for lunch and skyped with vee for a nice long time in the sun. i had lunch outside too and skyped and ate and soaked up the sun with the lizards. i had a salad: chick peas, onion, green pepper, tomato, avocado seasoned with salt, pepper, coriander, and olive oil. and i also made some mint lemonade (lime mint cooler) by blending some mint into lemonade and adding a touch of salt for some madras style! i also had a nonfat cherry yogurt which is my least favorite kind of yogurt. i pretty much don't like cherry flavored anything.

headed back to school and my next group of 11 year olds were crazy hyper. they had to learn numbers, time and daily activities for a test the next day but i barely managed to discuss time. thankfully these guys were better at it than the earlier group but there were individuals who would get up to the board to answer a question and then just stand there and say "je ne sais pas, je ne trouve pas" and leave it at that. which i didn't understand. what's the harm in writing something down? if it's wrong i help you correct it and you learn from the mistake. i was trying to be kind and encouraging to the kid at the board while telling the rest of the class to please shut up so i could hear myself think. but they weren't interested in that. there was too much jacket stealing and shoving going on for them to be bothered about how to say 7:45 in the 'traditional sense.' (fifteen minutes to seven)

for my next 2 classes, i thought i had planned an awesome activity: i was going to show them the friday video and tell them the story behind the video and i was sure they would want to discuss. these were the 13 year olds, supposedly the best english class in the school. they had just been to amsterdam on a trip where they had to speak in english so i thought at least they would now see the importance of learning the language. but no. the first group loudly voiced their dislike for the song, in french. they told me that rebecca black has no talent and shouldn't pursue a career in music. but when i asked them the difference between her and justin beiber, all hell broke loose. the girls started arguing with the boys and they was a lot of yelling in french.

the second group was better. they participated more and told me that maybe if the song's lyrics were better she wouldn't have been so hated. or if her voice wasn't so nasal. when i played the song for the first time some of them even nodded their heads along to the beat or joined in at the "fun, fun, fun, fun" and "friday, friday..." bits. they also told me that they would never make a video like that just to become famous, or known. so different from american kids haha. i had such a difficult time getting them to voice their opinions in english though, it was strange. they didn't seem to bother trying, they talked to each other about the song but nobody wanted to try and give me a few sentences in english. so most of the class was spent with me asking them yes or no questions in english and them replying only yes or no and then adding more in french. the second group also thought it would be hilarious to throw tiny bits of eraser at one another and they did so and laughed like loons. sigh.

so then i came home pooped. and peckish. so i snacked and i shouldn't have. i had a whole bunch of strawberries that the sweet man at the market gave me for free cuz i teach his twin girls every other week. and i had some yummy grainy bread with fig jam and bits of comte on top. and more strawberries. and i was still peckish so i grabbed a reeses peanut butter cup. and i don't even like them. i took a bite and immediately regretted it but to not waste it, i but it in the blender, added a bit of milk and made an odd milkshake. it tasted ok, like peanut butter milk. better than the chocolate at any rate. and so all this snacking led to me skyping with vee and it becoming too late to run.

so here i sit at 8:36pm no running, no yoga, too much food, and thoroughly annoyed with rebecca black since i had to play her song 4 times in school.

craving: more daylight so i can go work out and justify the reeses.
currently listening to: 7 guesses which song is stuck in my head.