my dinner was pathetic. 2 pieces of fried won ton and a bunch of chocolate chip cookies(wow, ccc!).. no veggies. I should plant some veggies in my room.
I’ve been wondering why putting naked statues in the middle of a park is ok but not the real people. Not like I wanna stand naked in a park but I think it’d be cool if somebody does that as a part of his/her art work. I like seeing artistic pictures of beautiful naked bodies (not porn porn). Yeah.
Yeah.
A short film idea:
A beautiful girl in an orangish dress gets robbed (i almost spelled it with “u”) by somebody. She shows the money on her hand and as the robber takes the money, more and more bills, which are somehow connected to one another, come out of her hand and her body starts shrinking and shrinking.. and when the whole body is gone, there is a piece of gold dust left on the ground.
Somebody got robbed near my school today…
Today, I used yeast in my lab. They reminded me of my favorite food, natto, and made me happy. Wonder why everyone was washing their hands throughout the lab period..
Buying alcohol for minors makes me feel a bit guilty but having a minor buying me alcohol makes me feel VERY pathetic. Yeah. I’m 21 and am too nervous to go into liquor stores myself. Because I don’t know much about alcohol brands and names, I’m gonna embarrash myself by pointing at some cute-looking drink without knowing it’s 99% alcohol or something. No matter how I act, I’m afraid that I’ll look suspicious…
When I see worms out in the street being overhydrated by rain, it makes me sad. I don’t like worms that much but still… it must be a hard life to have such a hydrophillic skin.
Corckroaches are tough.
One time, I found a smashed cockroach in a pile of my notebooks. The cockroahed had become about 1mm thin and it looked completely flat. Because I had to use that notebook to study for the exam the next day, I tried to scrape the bug off with my ruler. That ruler somehow stabed between the back and stomach and I almost screamed because the cockroach moved its legs….. At that time, i didn’t know how cockroaches are structured, so I felt like I could feel its pain.
After an hour or so, I scraped the whole body off and put an angel sticker on the stain. I still feel bad for the poor cockroach…
I wrote a long blog today. I erased it because nobody laughed for 10 hours after I posted it. I was nervous when I posted it and I got more and more nervous as the time went by, so I erased it. Yeah, it was a funny blog but maybe nobody had my kind of humor to understand it.. The level of my humor is pretty hight, as you all know.
Anybody who can pronounce ear and year correctly deserves my green tea milk shake. That is just so cool. One time, I asked my friend if he wanted to see my yearbook and he kept saying “what? what book?” Then, I figured that I was saying “earbook” louder and louder each time I repeated it. He thought that I had a book of the ears of 120 japanese catholic schoolgirls.
I can’t believe that so many people get so excited when they hear a word “japanese girls” or “catholic schoolgirls”. People who know me should realize that it’s really not that exciting.
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My stomach’s crying. I probably ate too much but I feel like a baby’s kicking the wall of my stomach.
Stomachach reminds me of Moby Dick. I read a horrible translation of that book several years ago. I felt challenged by the length and flatness of the story, so I was determined to finish reading it. Right around chapter 40 or so, I found out that the most exciting part was described only in one chapter! Other parts had soooo much detail about very very subtle things…
Sometimes, it’s better not to take the challenges…
If I were full moon phobic, I’ll fly on an airplane across the world on a full moon day , so that the moon won’t change me into a carrot or something like that. I wonder if that would really work…
Say heaven does exist. It must be a lot of fun to meet people from the past but people who were said to be the greatest **** (like Cleopatra as the most beautiful woman) may be feeling a little pressured. Everyone will see those greatest of all after they die and I’m sure that some people would say “Ha! He’s stupider than I am!” or “She’s the most beautiful woman?? My dog’s better than she is!”
Yeah. It’s sometimes good to be normal.
I like having a busy schedule on Wednesdays. I don’t like being busy on Thursdays though. I can’t stand it. Wednesday is like morning or mid-afternoon and Thursday is like dawn. Busy dawn is depressing. Everyone should relax before the sun rises.
I had some Korean cold noodles. They were very very spicy. Eating too much spicy food makes me mad because I feel like I’m challenged by the food and I
usually can’t finish eating them.. and I don’t like feeling like a loser.
I’m not a loser.. right?
When the sky is looking grumpy during the day, I don’t like opening the curtain or blind. I would rather decieve myself that it’s a night time. When somebody’s grumpy, people usually don’t like being around that person but when the sky is grumpy, you can’t escape from it unless you stay inside or close your eyes all day.
If the sky is extremely grumpy and dark, that’s another thing. I like seeing thunders and a mad amount of rain drops in a dark sky during the day.
Mixing apple juice with milk doesn’t taste too good.
Somebody invented a thing called automatic stapler. Well, I don’t know if that’s really called automatic stapler but you know what I mean. Those staplers scare me. My hand trembles as I put the paper into the stapler mouth and when it staples, I flinch. It’s very embarrassing to look so timid when there is a long line behind me.
I had a very embarrassing moment at the symphonic band practice today… not telling you what it was though!
I’ve got a problem.
I’m doing a percussionist in a symphonic band but I realized that I didn’t like hitting anything. Every time I hit the drums, I apologize to the instruments in my mind…
I’ve got a problem.
I’m pretty picky about bathroom atomosphere. I’ll talk about my favorite kinds of public bathroom some other time but today, I want to talk about an annoying bathroom at the campus center.
It’s a very new bathroom that looks very clean and even has coconut-scented soaps. It’s never filled with girlie girls and it’s really nice EXCEPT it has this super sensitive hand dryer. It gets turned on when there is some subtle air movement in the bathroom and stops a second afterwards. Every time somebody comes into the bathroom, the dryer goes “Bwoah..” That’s been annoying me enough but today, when I used it, even though nobody was coming in, the hand dryer got turned on at an irregular interval (every 2-4 seconds). I ran up to it because I was annoyed and I wanted to annoy the dryer but then, it stopped turning itself on!
Yeah.. I was scared…
In Japan, we say “Itadakimasu” before we eat and “Gochisosama” (literally means great meal) after we eat. Also, when somebody treats you for dinner or something, you say “Gochisosama ni narimashita.” Sometimes, young people abbreviate Gochisosama to Gochi and say “Gochi ni narimashita.” Whenever I hear Goatse, it reminds me of Gochi and.. yeah. It’s gross.
Today’s blog is dedicated to Maalox.
I made japanese pancakes for the open house at Japan house. They smelled like half dried towels…
Last year, I had two beds. One for napping and the other for the night sleep. I usually take a shower at night. Going to sleep at night was almost like a ritual for me. I wanted my nighty bed to be clean and fresh. I also like napping but I didn’t want to take a shower in the afternoon and at night again, so I made this ‘ok for germs and fungus’ bed fo napping.
Now, you can probably see how much love I put in this sleeping buisness but over the last winder break, something horrible happened. When I came back from the break, I saw a couple brown dots on my nighty bed. When I took a closer look, I figured that those were mice poops! I almost fainted. I imagined hundreds of mice dancing on my nighty bed, eating cheese, and… yeah. I stopped worrying about my bed too much then. I had to..
One time, I fell asleep on a couch and woke up a couple minutes afterwards, asking Mako what he was doing. He seemed puzzled by the question, so I asked again, this time slightly louder. He seemed more confused and I got annoyed because I was thinking “what’s so hard about my question?” Then, I realized I was talking to him in Japanese.
Sometimes, I confuse people and get annoyed by them for being so slow.
Last week, my japanese friend asked me if our mutual japanese friend’s name was spelled in Japanese with tenten (=double dot) added to ‘tsu’ or ‘su’ (Both pronounced as Zu). I was reading something in English and I told her that it was spelled with tenten on Z, the alphabet Z. She seemed puzzled, so I repeated my answer, even saying tenten on “Zet” to make it clear. There was a moment of silence and she said, “Did you say tenten on *Z*?” She’s got a lifetime to tease me on this. Cho dasai..
Yeah, my brain is as messy as my room…