This business of blogging at the net cafe really doesn't work. Thus! I am taking to typing up at home, and then later copy-pasting at the cafe. Am not I clever? (Heh.)
The water's been a bit offish for the last few days - it comes and goes erratically, and without any notice that I might understand (like, not in Engrish XD).
Oh man, today, we got ripped off so badly - Tabs and I went to buy fruit, and we thought we'd go to the shop next to our net cafe, since it was closer, and also, we hadn't been there before and I'd seen some nice-looking banababanananas there. So there we were, trying to buy mangoes, and the guy said it was 'ashara guinea' (gin-ay-a), and I was like, sorry, ashara? Isn't that, like, a lot? 10 whole pounds! For a kilo of mangoes! He was having a laugh! I've bought them for three fifty a kilo! So I was like, eh? and asked for a kilo of the other ones. Dunno what he gave us but it certainly didn't look like a kilo. We also asked for some nice looking golden deliciouseseses and he kept trying to sell us the red ones (waxy ones, yuck) and kept plying them at us, saying 'amrikiyya, amrikiyya' (american, american), and we kept saying we didn't want them, but he put them straight into the bag and then with a face as straight as you know, he said it was ishreen guinea (20 quid)...like, eh? Me and Tabs looked at each other and agreed we heard wrong and I gave him 20, and waited for change. And a minute or so later, he was looking at us like, 'yes?' and I asked him for change. And he said there wasn't any. Oh man, was I mad. I don't know enough ammiya to have a good yell at him for trying it, and he'd just taken all my money. >_<
So THEN. Then we got home and Heidi was like, yay, red apples! But she cut one open and it was rotten. So was the next one. And the next one. Ooo so mad. Not only were we ripped off, but he also gave us rubbish apples we didn't even WANT and then had the nerve to make us buy the damned things GAH. Anyhow, I will never go to his shop again. OoooOoo. >_<
Abdullah just asked me to help him with a maths problem. I couldn't do it. How pathetic. Why do they give people like me degrees? Don't they know I can barely do year 7 maths? Here is the question:
Mum is 20 years older than Andrew, and 24 years older than Anne. The three ages ages total 73 years.
Mum is ___ years
Andrew is ___ years
I still can't figure it out, and I've forgotten how to do simultaneous equations even though I was forced to revise them some months ago...OH OH OH I KNOW HOW TO DO IT. I feel so happy!
a + (a - 20) + (a - 24) = 73
3a - 44 = 73
3a = 117
a = 39
Yo ho, me hearties, yo ho!
And now, I have letters and emails to write.
Oh no. Here is another one I can't do.
In a school there were altogether 476 pupils and teachers.
The girls + the teachers = 241 the boys + the teachers = 258
There were ___ teachers, ___ boys, and ___ girls.
g + t = 241
b + t = 258
I'm too tired to try and work it out. :(
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
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