if you know me, you know I sing in Japanese. I started in 5th grade. totally butchered everything. but I got better. Especially now. after taking a year of Japanese, I think I can pronounce things. I still don't understand everything, no, but I can at least pronounce it.

in 8th grade, I started listening to Faye Wong (Chinese singer). And of course, I started singing along to that too. not well, not at all. but that never stopped me.

still doesn't. been listening to Chinese (taiwanese really) music, and now I'm starting to sing along. I'm sorry, I really don't mean to butcher the language. but if I listen to music, I sing. and I don't even have a good voice. but I don't let that stop me. sorry

Fahrenheit has a song in Japanese. I can only find lyrics for half the song. I'm going to try doing the rest by ear. I've romanized lyrics before, but I had access to an online dictionary so I could find pronunciations, so I really only had to pick between a few. this time around, I've got nothing to work with except the song. Japanese class, help me out.

I'm gonna go back to Japanese class and be thinking with my Chinese mindset. oops

well, it's kinda like this: I learned to pronounce Japanese by listening to music with romanji in front of me. I learned to read hiragana by watching inu yasha openings and endings with the romanji in front of me, but no idea of how hiragana worked. I learned some kanji by frequent usage. I learned a lot more by taking the class.

I "learned" to pronounce Chinese by listening to music with lyrics in front of me. I'm starting to recognize characters by frequent usage, both their meaning and their reading. But with the tonal aspect of Chinese, I can't pronounce anything properly.

I'm going to study Chinese (Mandarin) someday, I've decided.

EDIT:

I can't stay focused on anything anymore. I had a long list of things I wanted to write about, and only remembered half the first time around. so a few more things...

1. I cannot stand our school paper.
2. today, I played badminton in gym, and it was intense. I played singles against my usual partner, and even though we played for half the period, we were tied the entire time. I loved it.
3. I learned, today, that dogs do indeed eat marshmallows. It wasn't something I wanted to know. nor did I want to pick bits of marshmallow out of my carpet.

that can be it for now, I guess