Good thing that I wasn't late for my first class at AIT but by the time I got there, seats were almost taken. I went to the second computer of the second row, ready to leave my bag on the floor, the tutor told me that I needed to sit somewhere else because that's her seat. I then went to the front and sitting next to a white guy. I really like his afro hair. The next one hour was all about instruction to what to do/ what not to do in the class, some contact details of the tutor, and she also showed us the comparison between good assignments and bad assignments using her past students' work as examples. Once I knew that we were going to use Illustrator CC, my urge to learn it faster than everyone else in my class has pushed me to search for some resources during that 15 minutes break between. Most of the people went outside to chill, I was there sitting still to open that software and start exploring. When the tutor came back, she started screen monitoring all of our computers to teach us how to use illustrator CC. At that point, everyone else was a noob being confused about how to use a few tools she just taught. Lucky I did some preparation before so it went quite smoothly for me to start practicing my tools with some pictures. The afro guy was still waiting for his software to load while I have already started doing the second image. He then said to me 'You are so smart, I should have opened my software beforehand.' I helped him for a few times when he didn't know where to find the tools and how to use them on the pictures. And after the class, I stayed for another 10 minutes when everyone was gone.
As soon as it reached 11, I headed all the way back to uni to have my Jap tutorial. One hour is indeed not enough for me to have my lunch and travel back from AIT to UNSW. So I ended up having my lunch on the bus at the back, and finished my last a few bites in the beginning of the class. I was shocked that the tutor called me to answer a few questions right after I swallowed my last mouthful of bread. Funny how everyone was laughing at me when I cleared my throat for a few times before I actually answered her. Then she used me as an example to ask everyone in the class to repeat what I just said, now I guess everyone knows what my name is as my name was repeatedly being used.
That one-hour break before my next seminar was for me to prepare for that 2 minute talk. However, I got distracted by talking to my USA friend who told me that he has graduated and waiting for his result now. And I seriously didn't know most of the people read a formal speech after the tutor asked us to stand at the front to talk for 2 minutes. I was down there saying to myself CRAPPPP...Because obviously I only marked down some key points on my paper. I guess that was one of those moments turning all my anxiety due to lack of preparation into some extra confidence I had so that I wouldn't sound like an idiot when I talked. He smiled at me when he called my name though, I went to the front telling him that I didn't make up a proper speech but a really informal one. He then said 'don't worry, just stick with your informal style, say what you want to say/' In order to not make myself sound awkward, I brought up some facts that I noticed from the lecture, using them as examples to illustrate my perspectives. During that 2 minutes of talk, I linked everything to a more theoretical sense instead of giving my personal examples because at the end, I ran out of time lool My point of 'double bind' has taken most of my time but tutor was appreciated as none of them has talked about this yet. Later, when he did his theoretical talk after everyone finished their talk, he once again pointed out that 'double bind' concept which I have mentioned in my speech. And group discussion was good. The example Andrew has given us is the theory of play in which the monkey fight can sometimes be a play in their way of communication, when in our understanding, we see it as an aggressive act. What it means here is that the perception we get from communication can be varied, the mood signs of another cannot be indicated as a complete realization to our automatic response because there may be a falsified context existed. Now that's why we always misunderstand others...
Last seminar was sooooooo good I have to say. My friend Kai told me that he couldn't remember the whole list of hiragana, extending, gliding sounds and all that due to his lack of sleep. Those things just can't get through his mind and that everything would be wiped out a few hours later. But I can tell that he works really hard, also feel sorry for him have to travel 2 hours to UNSW everyday. Oh and we moved to the next room half an hour later because that one is much bigger and brighter. Then our group was added with two other girls and another white tall guy. I paired up with Natalie when we were asked to practice some questions. And the final role play task has been so fun to work with other group members. Kai was my assessor so he only suggested me to bow more. I soon reckon that Kai is such a good student because he spent another 20 minutes or more to talk about his problem to the tutor after the class. And I was there waiting for him as we planned to go back to Central together. One of the suggestions from the tutor was to ask him to form a study group with somebody, the next minute she looked at me who was standing next to him, asking if we were good friends so I can help him out. After we walked out of the class, he told me how he used to learn German in yr12 and found it quite easy, at least much easier than Japanese. Well, for white, European languages are another forms of English so definitely German is much easier than Japanese which is made up of hiragana, katagana and kanji. One of his friends is doing Chinese and commercial Japanese in UNSW at the moment, he only finds that incredible to speak a few languages when he's already struggling to learn Japanese. As we both dropped off at Central, he asked me if I would be in the lecture next week and I told him to sit at the front with me so I can help him out.
Oh and hmmm I wonder why I'd check out some beautiful dresses at late night...Am I gradually changing into more ladylike but I just don't know?=3=
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