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Catch up, I feel like writing.
Well, the first notable thing that's happened recently is Christmas. Which was fine. It was basically exactly how I expected it to be. My derranged sister refused to join in and instead opted for being in her room and being pissed off that she wasn't sane or normal or whatever.
I got my beautiful iPod touch which excites me greatly.
I hate it when you get something new and impressive, and you show somebody. They then decide to RUIN IT ALL by being like "Yeah, I got one ages ago."
Fuck you and get out of my shop.
I also recently had a very unfortunate experience on a train.
Just when you're eexcited you got a window seat in the rush hour train, a guy with a fetish for alternative girls sits next to you.
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It went a little like this.
Me: *takes off sunglasses*
Creep: Have you ever modelled?
Me: Erm, a little, a while ago.
Creep: Oh right. I take photos sometimes. Well I could. I used to be a punk.
Me: Right. That's nice.
Creep: See, you're really cool.
Me: I know.
(At this point he just tried to make small talk which was awful. The conclusion of said small talk was that we had nothing in common and that he was an unfunny douchebag. If you're ever trying to get into my pants, do not take the piss out of Japan.)
Then he stared to flirt.
Creep: I have a friend who looked like you. Although she didn't have your cute nose and sexy smile.
Me: I bet.... Unfortunately for you, I'm gay.
Creep: I bet I can change that!
Me: If you think that, you're startlingly overconfident.
(At this point everyone on the train was either listening intently or facepalming.)
Then he just continued to bug me for my number, suggest some kind of weird bondage photography, saying the word "orgasmic" and being a twat.
Me: Look, no. Even if I was straight, do you really think I would be interested in you?
Creep: Well... why not... Can I have your number? I'm not that bad.
Me: No.
As soon as he left the train, everbody looked embarrassed (for him) and possibly a little greatful that their train ride wasn't as boring as usual.
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Also, I should stop having dreams where Miyavi and I are friends. It's just not healthy. But I figure it's okay, cause my dream also involved a teacher racing with a psychotic clown.
As for me, I need to work on my charm skills.
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[20 Dec 2009|09:07pm] |
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I woke up looking like this.
I was like "aww what."
Gyaru Bambi.
You have no idea how many times I got hit on looking like this.
It made me realise.
My fucking GOD, I suit looking boyish.
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| Back and concluding... |
[19 Dec 2009|06:44pm] |
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So Yen tour '09 is over and done with - not just because the year is up but mainly because my funds have finally run out. I'm really happy I got to do a lot of things and go to see a lot of places, people, etc. Looking back I don't think I'll ever regret taking the time off to rest up before Grad School. Although I will admit I am sad I couldn't see everyone or do exactly everything as planned... but I will treasure these moments in my life always. Thank you friends! In three weeks time I will be moving into my new apartment on campus... and everything else will go about as usual... I assume.
Thank you again everyone who invited me, spent time with me, and most of had fun with me this year! Three years will have to go by before I can plan another round of touring like this, but I like to think that those couple of years aren't going to take forever to pass by... we'll see each other again someday soon! you're all also totally welcome to hang out at my new diggs in Lombard, IL so just ring me up anytime and bring yourself on over!
Truly, thank you. ♥
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[18 Dec 2009|09:43am] |
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If there's anything that I can say, and be very very certain. It's that I love The Wright Stuff.
Yesterday was oddly lovely. Despite the motherfucking bitter cold that actually made my hair shiver. SAMUIIIII~
There was Christmas Carolers at that station. I was just like "aw what?" but it made me strangely happy. Plus, of course it's always good spending time with Lefio.
As soon as I got back to Popi's it started to snow again. It snowed earlier... But it was pretty pathetic and I don't count it.
Now, the sun's come out to melt the snow. It's lovely snow. LOVELY FUCKING SNOW.
On the train back from work, a girl kept scowling at me. It turns out she was actually trying to smile, and she was just insanely cold. I asked her if she was okay and offered her my jacket cause I'm suave like that.
Right, okay, I'm off to drink tea then make myself look beautiful.
Oh, right. You should visit me at work.
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[14 Dec 2009|08:18pm] |
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It's
so
fucking
cold.
However.
A particularly nice day.
Which is a pleasant change, seeing as recently, all my emotions have been focused on poor Bambi having everything piling on top of her.
Stress is such an ugly thing.
If it had a face...
I'm certain it would look like an old, bloated Gackt.
Oddly enough, I'm not programmed to focus to on important things such as getting college projects finished to a degree where I can get more than just a "pass." Which I got. Passes are code word for "average".
If only art wasn't such an awkward subject to give grades on, considering nobody has a direct definition. It was always my belief that it had alot to do with talent, creativity and style.
Unfortunately, to reduce favoritism to those with a passion for said subject, the criteria for marking is to tick boxes. These boxes are seldom to do with creativity, innovative ideas or, shockingly, talent.
This is where I fall. Hence, why I don't like to focus on it.
Infact, it's increasingly difficult to focus on anything.
However, something struck me today.
This overwhelming desire to be loved!
I've decided it's a wonderful thing. Even if it means not doing so in return.
My personality blossoms fully when getting my ego stroked.
It's not a bad thing, a personality benefits all surrounding it.
I think it's possible to be awkward and uncool as well as a charismatic individual.
This should be effortlessssss.
I don't over-think things such as this, I promise.
Conclusion: I love Rukichan.
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