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DAMN. Foiled again!
So, I got over my issues with wishing I had been born Japanese when I was about sophmore/junior in highschool...but damn it, if being an Otokoyaku means I have to be Japanese, than DAMN IT ALL. That is what I want to be! An Otokoyaku! -
Sister
I don't really mention my sister much. For all those who didn't know I had a sister (no, I am not an only child), my sister's name is Ursula, she is 24, and May 8th is her birthday. I feel really bad for her because she was planning on hanging out with her friends on her birthday and then they cancled on her. I have never really hung out with ( Read more... ) -
That's what I get for trying to be nice...
SO, on the way back from the library, I took the elevator up with CREEPER STALKER GUY. I decided to be a nice person, and talk to him. I asked him about EAP, and if he was in the Buddhist Meditation class. THEN, on the way out he TOUCHES and PATS/STROKES my arm saying that he "really likes this kind of jacket" (my pea coat), and then TOUCHES/PATS/ ( Read more... ) -
Health Kick
A lot of people I know, well, at least a lot of girls are really working out a lot. April, Joanna, Sue-Na, Erica (my roommate), Jade, and in a way it is inspiring me to try to work out more myself. I even pulled myself out of bed to go swimming this morning (had to work off that damn croissant I had last night), even though I was still a little ( Read more... ) -
Introducing Ortega
Today I had the pleasure of introducing my friend Yukiko to Nacho Night at Ortega. She had never been to a dining commons in America before, so we went together. It was a lot of fun, and we sat talking for a couple of hours over food. Yukiko ate Nachos, Salad, Lasanga, Garlic Bread, Egg Salad, Pasta, Curry Salad, Pie, Water and Coffee. She said she ( Read more... ) -
Haiku Post
A bowl of warm soup
A peice of buttered wheat bread
My dinner tonight -
XD!!!!
OMFG. HANA YORI DANGO.
It was so wonderful.
It ended the way the anime and manga should have! -
Postage
My prof that I went through very elaborate measures to meet up with him (sending him multiple e-mails, trying to figure out when we could arrange a meeting) just stood me up. I stood out infront of the Ucen for about ten minutes, and then spent the last five of them standing out there with a rose in my hand that the Flower Guy had so generously ( Read more... )
