First of all, happy very belated birthday toduva, and happy birthday a day early tofancyspinner!
I've now been at my new school for six weeks, and I love it! It's so much more fun than my last one, which my sick-days can attest to: no one yet, even though I caught a bad cold with fever this week.
French has actually become my new favourite subject. The last three years or so I've thought "Oh no, I'll have French tomorrow" every time I've packed my bag, for even though I've enjoyed learning it, we haven't had the best teachers. This new teacher knows her stuff, and she can teach (I have yet to learn anything I didn't know already, but that's beside the point), and it's a lot of fun. I even enjoy the oral exercises, which I normally hate. And she has offered to bring me some extra reading material, since I've already started to read way ahead in our text-book:)
I've sadly lost my brilliant math teacher, and his replacement seems crappy (I've only had one lesson with him, but my, I was so bored). I like my English teacher a whole lot more than I expected, though there was an embarrassing incident where I managed to claim that salad is a vegetable. Lettuce, girl, never forget about lettuce. She has a bad side that seems to delight in saying "You are wrong". Another slightly bad thing with her is her love of American English. It's a bit painful to me, to see her write "o" instead of "ou" and things like that. She allows us to do it as well, which means fever spelling errors for my classmates, but I'm glad she doesn't force us to do it, since I can't shake off this feeling that it is wrong (not that there is anything wrong with American English, but we've always been taught British English, and it's too late to switch now)
There has been no nasty shocks related to grades yet: two 5's (math and English oral presentation), one 6 (French glossary test), plus our that haven't been corrected yet (one English I think I aced, one Norwegian writing exercise that was okay, two in Social Science and Science that could have gone better). We'll have a bigger French test directly after the holiday, and that one I know I could ace right here and now without even reading, so nothing to worry about.
My school has an English homepage, actually, and it has taught me the correct English terms for what I'm doing: The school is an upper secondary school, and my program is "Specialization in General Studies focusing on further academic education". As simple as that. I need to stop trying to find complicated answers to simple questions; the above is a direct translation of the Norwegian term.
"Romeo and Juliet" is coming along nicely. The two guys playing Tybalt and Capulet are brilliant, especially Tybalt, Mercutio is to my great surprise decent (he is our new close friend, but I didn't have a lot of fait in him), I love our Benvolio, and Romeo and Juliet are adorable together. And to everyone's great amusement, Romeo and Paris are played by two identical twin brothers:) Due to a lack of male actors, we've ended up with a Queen of Verona (another new friend of mine), and females playing males in the case of Montague and Father Lawrence, but that was to be expected. People were toying with the idea of "the nun Lawrentina" (well, I came up with that name, but it was close), but to my great relief they won't go through with it.
We watched the 1968 movie-adaption in class, and I mostly loved it. I almost choked to death with laughter; Mercutio with a handkerchief over his head really was unreasonably hilarious:)
Les Mis in Bergen
The first reviews and mentions of Les Mis is Bergen have appeared, seems like this is a very big production. The reviewer liked it very much, but he also said something with the gist of "the performance of Valjean and Javert improved after intermission". That doesn't sound too good.
There was a pretty nice picture from "In My Life" included, with Valjean and Cosette. Sigurd Sele looked decent, Cosette seemed to be way too old, as usual in Norwegian productions. But she was wearing a rather nice, purple dress, so I have hopes for the costume-department. Homepage.
There's also a behind the scenes thingy, here. Extremely uninteresting, the one exception being whenever there's singing. This mostly consists of pictures of a half-naked Sigurd Sele. You understand why I can't stand his Enjolras? Speaking of Enjolras... open this page, and look at the picture that replaces the Cosette logo. On one hand, shiny picture, but please don't tell me that's the Bergen Enjolras.
We're leaving for France tonight, at 4 am. After this, I won't go back. My mother has promised to never force me to go again, and I'm going to hold her to it. Knowing me, I'll probably end up going next year too, but at the moment I'm very pleased.
EDIT: Oh, and my bedroom has been renovated! It is now pretty and white, with new furniture, and I've finally gotten rid of that horrible Disney wallpaper.