Speech Contest

I judged a speech contest yesterday, it wasn't as mind-rottingly dull as I remembered it last year. I struggled to stay focused during the first half of robotic recitations but that was only because the first four where genuinely interested so as to make others pretty hard work by comparison.

A large percentage of the speeches entailed the usual topics that students either choose out of lack of any better ideas or have had pushed upon them by their teachers. Most of them follow the whole internationalisation/ international understanding rhetoric that they assume the judges (me) like to here. Which would be fine if they could be more original in content. Well, they're only kids.

The afternoon presented some better speeches in the end. One girl cried during her speech, I wanted to give her full marks for being one of the few students to put any genuine emotion in to what she was saying, which is rare. However, I couldn't understand what she said through her sobs. Poor girl.

In end it was good, however in the end the competitors are allowed to ask/ interrogate the Judges for advice. There were a few awkward moments.

Morning claag.

Im at work now, on the school computer. My head is full of claag right now. Claag, in case you don't know, is the mysterious substance that fills my head of a morning, it's a term that I use. I don't where I got it from but upon further internet investigation I found it is a brand of Australian glue. Yes, it is quite a gluey sensation; morning. However, you must understand my "claag" has two a's in it, so it is distinctly different and has a much more metaphysical weightiness to it.

I never used glue during my two month visit to australia.

Boot Camp

Im looking at the scales a lot these days, im trying to lose weight and its not working. I weigh 100kgs and its too big. Ive been trying for three weeks now and its still not working. I'm annoyed as I've been trying very hard, but its not working. I do exercise every day now, I exercise from a video called, "Billy's Boot Camp", its an American thing, Tae BO they call it, its big in Japan. I think it's ironic that Japan is getting into a craze involving a corrupt martial art considering how so many bemoan the downgrading of Judo, for example from an art-form to a sport, at least my girlfriend does, she loves Billy. So did I, until I went on the scales this morning that is- still 100kgs. Ive beening dieting too, I got down to 97kgs last week, but last friday I had four beers and a pork dumpling and it has already gone to pot and I back to 100 again like a sick game of snakes and ladders. I will do "Billy's Boot Camp" again this afternoon, I've been doing it everyday now for the last three weeks. God Knows Why.