The hell just happened?

I think -- well I know, because the evidence is currently leaking down the roof -- that I was just egged, but I can't figure out why for the life of me. The light in my bedroom is on, so that makes me a better target I guess, but it also implies that I'm awake, which I am. Throwing the eggs at a closed window would have woken someone up, someone who might have been much slower to call the cops (alas, I'm not wearing my glasses, so I didn't see who did it, either, just that there were three of them, and that they ran south). Secondly, they missed entirely. If you're gonna vandalize shit, at least vandalize the shit, for goodness' sake, not what's next to it, like the siding or the roof. Had I caught them, I might have laughed for such horrid aim. Thirdly, it's supposed to rain tomorrow, so it'll all be washed away, leaving no damage or traces that it ever happened. So... what?

C'mon, teenagers, I thought you all had something better to do. I don't mean anything real or worthwhile, but like the stereotypical getting drunk way underage or having sex with many and random people and acquiring yourselves some baby-mommas and baby-daddys (I just threw up in my mouth a little, typing that). At least smoke some weed or something! Egging a house is so... white suburban 1980s ish. XD And, what, did you just happen to have a pocketful of eggs and you just happened to come down my street? What the honest-to-goodness fuck sense does that make?

*sigh* Seriously. Anyway, the Otakon post is aaaaaaaaaalmost done, I'm just having a hell of a time putting annotations on the last video.

ITP: Venus likes languages.

Parlez-vous français?

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Oui! J'ai étudié le français au lycée, mais je me souviens seulement un petit peu de français parce que j'ai oublié prèsque tout que j'ai appris, avec l'exception de cette phrase. ... D'accord, d'accord, ce n'est pas vrai, mais c'est assez drôle. :D

Yes! I studied French in high school, but I remember only a little bit of French because I forgot almost everything I learned, with the exception of this sentence. ... Okay, okay, this is not true, but it's pretty funny. :D And it's a bit of a run-on sentence so I've got to tinker with it some more. Still, that's not bad for someone who hasn't taken a formal class in thirteen years! (I do miss it, though, but I can't take it at Baruch; I've actually got a code on my record that says I'm not allowed to do first- or second-semester French. Ain't that some shit.)

My French is better than my Spanish, though I've obviously gotten more use out of my Spanish since high school, working at Sanrio and having so many Dominican friends -- which is why I sound Dominican. They're the ones teaching me, not my family -- which is cool, too, but I still trip the hell over things. I rarely get tongue-tied when speaking French. Stuck on vocabulary, yes, but sometimes my tongue feels too big for my mouth, or I'm a lot slower saying things than I should be in Spanish. I don't know why, I've had more practice speaking Spanish than any of the other languages I've learned. It makes me a little sad that I fail my heritage.

Then there's Japanese, which I loooove, and I'd love to learn more (though not at TJS. Augh). I will forever wear, as a badge of honor, that time that Nagase-sensei slapped me in the face said she was surprised how quickly and how well I -- someone of non-Asian descent -- learned the language, and how nice my handwriting was, and so on. It sounds a little condescending, but it really was meant as a compliment. Two of the worst semesters of my college career, and I got two of the easiest As I've ever earned. I wish I could have stayed out there just to learn more. I'd say my French and Japanese are pretty even, once you toss in the little bits I've learned from various sources post-Stony Brook.

After that, I only know bits and pieces in a few other languages. There's German, Portuguese, Ukrainian, ASL.... I think those are all the ones I can count to ten in, say yes and no, and that's about it. I know a few other words in Portuguese, German, and ASL, but just a few, and not nearly enough to express myself. I learned a few kitchen- and food-words from Swedish Meal Time and that poem I memorized once. And then there's Finnish. MAN I WOULD LOVE TO LEARN FINNISH, but I only know how to say four (neljä!) random words (well, seven, if you break twenty-four down to two, ten, and four), and one of them is impolite. XD OOPS.

I think it would be absolutely awesome if I could, somehow, become a human Google Translate. *_* I love languages. Always have. Why didn't I ever pursue linguistics in school because I'm stupid, obviously? courez, how's the linguistics major working for you? We never talked about it! Can you teach me how the IPA symbols work? *_*

Practice and pictures today~ Time to tame my hair.