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• Can recognise most quotes from almost any movie/show on first listen; Can recite the entire 12 days of Christmas by memory
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Saturday, September 20, 2003
Legend of the Girl: Mandarin and Paper Balls
School year 1999/2000. Yes, this stretches back THAT far . . . . .
We didn't really know each other too well. We had a social studies class together in grade 8, but sat across the room so we never talked. In any case, it was Mandarin 11 and in that center column of 2-person desks, she and another friend sat behind me and another guy.
She was a useful asset in that course, being that she could already fluently speak Mandarin. Of course, because of that, she got bored often, and would amuse herself by tearing up little bits of paper, rolling them up, and throwing them at the backs of me and my friend's heads. Whenever the teacher turned around, we would, of course, turn around and retaliate, laughing all the while as the bits of paper got caught in hair and whatnot. Good times . . . . .
So yeah, Mandarin 11 was tons of fun. That little group of 4 did some projects together, laughed at each other, and so on and so forth. Most importantly for the future, though, I got a new friend and a new ICQ contact . . . . .
Here on, any time we actually ended up chatting together, all conversation would eventually deteriorate into insult wars of sorts with some very colourful name-calling, I might add. It seemed, that I finally had a bit of an online peer - someone who could REALLY dish it out as well as she could take it . . . . . a very neat friend indeed . . .
Or at least I thought we were just friends at the time . . . . . . . . . .
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