what is that chick trying to say?

I'll quote myself from an email I just sent. this so proves I'm not a nice person, down deep.

today was my first day of school, the teacher is very british and funny and kinda looks like a witch with her long flowy hair. I loved her. the rest of the people there look retarded.

which is unkind, but nevertheless one hundred percent true.

everyone kind of sneered at me when I asked if there were any English classes in the program. a sneer of, "oh, we're Advanced 6, we cannot possibly learn more English".

yeah right. no one could keep up with the teacher's accent, and soon I had a bunch of heads turning towards me whenever she said something longer than two or three words.

"Y'all have tou bring yer own gunny pugs for practice"

"huh?"

me (speaking the broad voweled lingo people here mistake for English): she says we all have to bring our own guinea pigs for practice.

"huh? Ginny what?"

"Guinea pigs. Conejillos de Indias." I say it in Spanish.

"HUH?"

"She says we have to bring our own people for student practices."

"huh. what do pigs have to do with that?"

I can foresee another long period of class with people who cannot tell rodents apart, which is infuriating.

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