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Oct. 18th, 2010 07:00 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dmxratedFinally looked over two of my MMZ clips with Natsue. Instead of having her translate them for me, though, we agreed that for the sake of learning, she would repeat everything that the characters say, at a pace I can keep up with, and I would write it all down to translate at home. Once I at least *attempted* to translate them, she would then make corrections and fill in blanks where necessary. (Kinda like being the difference between being spoon-fed something and being given the same thing to feed yourself with.)
(There is not gonna be class next week. Natsue told me at the end of class, and Eriko confirmed it when she asked her.)
Mom made a few stops after picking me up from Stonybrook University, before dropping me off at the Foley office. First, she went to get a few bagels somewhere, one for me to have for lunch. She then drove to Patchogue, dropped me off at Walgreen's to pick up a Nesquik before meeting her at Dad's workshop a few blocks down. There, she put cream cheese on the bagels, and we saw three of the other cats (three of them, assuming the strange one is still around). She took the remaining kitten (solid gray) with her as she dropped me off at the office.
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Two days ago, Mom received a text message from Marie about Jeremy reading my blog. Jeremy actually didn't come to work yesterday until about 2:00, but when he did, I brought it up with him, asked him how he found it, and thanked him for expressing interest in it. As it turns out, he had been friends with Marie for some time, which explains how he had heard of me and offered me an internship at the office.
Marie also mentioned to Mom in the aforementioned text message, my habit of dashing randomly when I'm walking. I asked Jeremy about this as well, and he mentioned me doing so at least once when I was coming back from the restroom.
(That is something Vincent used to point out whenever I did it at Dowling, and I think Mom sometimes points it out; both told me that I draw negative attention to myself when I do it, or when I pace around anywhere that isn't my home. To be blunt, though, I have no intention of overcoming this particular behavior. Don't know how to explain why I do it, but Chelle might have some insight on it, since she's also autistic. However, the fact is, if I feel the need to do it, nothing else matters.)
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Mom had to go back to visit Grandpa in the hospital after bringing me home, but is due to come back home today.
(There is not gonna be class next week. Natsue told me at the end of class, and Eriko confirmed it when she asked her.)
Mom made a few stops after picking me up from Stonybrook University, before dropping me off at the Foley office. First, she went to get a few bagels somewhere, one for me to have for lunch. She then drove to Patchogue, dropped me off at Walgreen's to pick up a Nesquik before meeting her at Dad's workshop a few blocks down. There, she put cream cheese on the bagels, and we saw three of the other cats (three of them, assuming the strange one is still around). She took the remaining kitten (solid gray) with her as she dropped me off at the office.
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Two days ago, Mom received a text message from Marie about Jeremy reading my blog. Jeremy actually didn't come to work yesterday until about 2:00, but when he did, I brought it up with him, asked him how he found it, and thanked him for expressing interest in it. As it turns out, he had been friends with Marie for some time, which explains how he had heard of me and offered me an internship at the office.
Marie also mentioned to Mom in the aforementioned text message, my habit of dashing randomly when I'm walking. I asked Jeremy about this as well, and he mentioned me doing so at least once when I was coming back from the restroom.
(That is something Vincent used to point out whenever I did it at Dowling, and I think Mom sometimes points it out; both told me that I draw negative attention to myself when I do it, or when I pace around anywhere that isn't my home. To be blunt, though, I have no intention of overcoming this particular behavior. Don't know how to explain why I do it, but Chelle might have some insight on it, since she's also autistic. However, the fact is, if I feel the need to do it, nothing else matters.)
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Mom had to go back to visit Grandpa in the hospital after bringing me home, but is due to come back home today.
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