Bwahaha. Considering my last post title, this is ironically funny

So I have actually been thinking of posting for a while now, but there were issues, and I was lazy, and I didn't feel like it. *grins* My bad?

I have joined Aikidou and Ikebana. If you don't know what it is, look it up. It'd be redundant for me to try to explain it when you can get a professional opinion somewhere else easier.

Aikidou has literally kicked my ass. For two or more days I couldn't fully open OR close my legs. Make all the jokes of that you will, I felt awkward as hell. I also attempted a stilted, pain-filled walk that made me feel like Igor. But it was fun! Doing aikidou, not hurting. My host mom likes to poke my rub my bruises and cuts.....She's evil in a way similar to me, so I feel like I'm getting what I deserve.

Ikebana is very laidback and I like it, but it's like an hour a week total, and I'm not sure I'm learning anything really. Eh, okay, maybe I'm learning, but it feels a little too relaxed when  I compare it to Aikidou.

I borrowed a uniform for Aikidou from the student that just graduated high school. ....Ironically the pants fit awesomely, and the top could not cover me. I will be borrowing the pants. Now I just have to decide if I want to buy a pair of pants for myself or if I just want to borrow the pants and buy the top and obi separate. I'm still thinking about it.

I have made and am using a Whiskey-based medicine for my cough. It helps, surprisingly. And the taste isn't too bad, but I felt like a drunkard buying cheap whiskey at the supermarket. Especially since I just kinda stuck it in my bag and toted it around with me since I had other places to go.

I sent boxes off to my family today. So expensive!!! I even sent two of them over ship. And there was some trouble when the lady forgot to add the insurance I requested. But overall it wasn't too bad.

I've rented Mulan and Tarzan and some other movies. I feel silly renting these movies, but then everyone sits and watches them (the kids actually end up getting sleepy and noisy and it irritates me because I feel like movie watching is nearly sacred. If you're not making a smart ass comment about the movie that's funny enough to make me laugh, I shouldn't be hearing you.) so I feel less stupid.

I watched Penelope the other night. It was pretty good. Though (SPOILER ALERT) I feel like it was somewhat ironic and stupid for the curse to be broken like it was. Just when everyone is getting used to it, it breaks.

Sweetie and my 'fights' are quite amusing to participate in. Usually one of us willingly defers to the other and lets the other scold or shake their head in a 'What am I going to do with you' kind of way. Then we generally give up on the scolding and continue with other things.

Ow. Why did I just poke my scabbing knee? I do not know but it hurt. I need to start thinking about it before I do things to my body, but it doesn't seem to come naturally. As much as I watch and observe others, I am remarkably unable to govern myself well. I've tried the method of "If I saw someone else about to do what I'm about to do, what would I say/do" and.....it fails. It fails so bad..... I just utterly blank and start wondering why someone else would do what I'm doing, and if I would be doing it if someone else had already done it, or I just can't imagine it properly.

I think I have to say goodbye to my pretty legs...If you have any interest in pretty feet: your own or another's, do NOT do Aikidou. I'm sorry dear, but my feet may very well end up scarred and calloused in odd places. I'm so glad you don't have a foot fetish.

Okay, I'm really getting tired now. I'll just post the video I'm listening to right now. G'night~

I realized how little I post on here lately

I also just realized that on Sunday, not only do I get a movie day with my lust crush, but he will be helping me practice my self defense which means lots of physical contact....wow. I'm suddenly seriously looking forward to the weekend. And I'm dreading it now for the exact same reason.....That sucks.

So today I took a day off. :) Or so I say. What I actually did was:

-Wake up around 10.
-Eat a piece of toast,
-Hang up Ikuchin's laundry and start my own (starting with my bed sheets)
-Take a shower
-Hang some laundry up
-Eat some orange slices and something else
-Get dressed, put make up on
-Go out to Tsutayas ( a rental store) where I rented 5 movies: Mamma Mia, Public Enemies, Juno, Mr. and Mrs. Smith, and My neighbor Totoro
-Pick up a set of donuts from Mister Donuts
-Come home and cry over the state of my feet ( a few cuts that I really hate getting)
-Cut the donuts in half and essentially scarf them down since I was really hungry by then
-Turn on my computer and hang more laundry
-Check for anyone online, check bf's schedule to see what his plans/etc were
-Ikuchin came home, so we ate various breads and donuts for lunch
-Watched Juno and had a discussion on adoption in the US. We also discussed my family tree which looks so much more complicated on paper than in my head
-Watched Mr. and Mrs. Smith. We both enjoyed that.
-She made dinner while I finished up the laundry
-We ate. ....She made this really bitter dish that I didn't really like, but I could eat, so she was really impressed. ....It honestly turned my stomach just a little. But I didn't want to make her eat it all by herself.
-I got online again and started sending out emails etc.
-Ikuchin offered me ice cream. Of course I said yes, so I then was sick to my stomach from it....
-Took a scented bath
-Sang in the bath (embarrassing, but fun)
-Talked to bf


...hopefully soon I will sleep.

This song has not left my mind completely in days: (And it describes what I've done today fairly well)

Let's see how bad my grammar can get when using a school computer.

And how long I can last before I get too bored to write anymore. (Spoiler: I got bored pretty quick)

I overslept today so I skipped my first class with Hat Lady, and only had Ahiru-sensei. I adore him; he's got this pace to him, and he knows how to teach very well. My day is always better for having him, even though he teaches kanji.

I've been on a Reba roll. She's really got a good voice and her songs have meaning, which kind of turns my :song listening: into story time.

I got an 80 on my last kanji test!!! It's not the best in the world, but its a huge improvement over what I've been getting.

I'm dying to do a movie day, and I think I'll do it on Friday. Maybe go kimono shopping as well. I don't need one, but my friend wants to get one cheap, and you know I know where to get those. :)

NEWS ALERT: I just managed to spell 'friend' correctly my first time! (I confirmed it by remembering that friends end. Take that, optimism!)

The computer room is actually a pretty good place to make friends. "Hey, could you help me with this paper...?" and it usually works! :D Not that I do that.... Heehee

I keep finding reasons to tell myself how awesome I am. I think this is a good thing so long as I also see my silly/worrisome points as well. :)

Okay, I'm hungry again....I just ate three hours ago! I'm gonna go scrounge some food up from the コンビニ (convenience store).

Ah, right* about my previous blog post: I will continue to write mostly about myself. I realized when I was reading Pineapple's blog, that I'm very happy to hear about her, so I believe you guys when you say that you like hearing about me now. :P Thanks for the comments!

I really like this video/song:
http://youtu.be/OVXNOIWqcTc

This one is good too. I had it stuck in my head all day yesterday:
http://youtu.be/5Faw065zp8k

And this one just surprised the hell out of me when I actually started paying attention to what I was listening to. It's also very good:
http://youtu.be/C_Ky6F-8O9o

Just a quick snippet

I should really be doing my kanji homework....But it's tedious....

It's rained the last two days, so I've enjoyed ridiculously crowded trains. I'm not being sarcastic, I actually really enjoy crowded trains. I think it's my appreciation for awkwardness that makes it so easy to enjoy though. When I explained to my friend how you don't have to stand on your own, that others support you, we then got on a train that was fairly crowded. After we got off, she said she understood why I like them so much. ^.^ <3 <3 <3 I don't know how to adequately express my love for uber crowded trains. It's the companionship and support (quite literally) that clinches it for me, I think. ....Yeah, I can't even fully understand it.

I should really go to school by bike, but I've been so lazy....and it really has been raining. I'm hoping it rains tomorrow too so I can take the train guilt-free, but I don't think it'll happen. It's been beautiful in the morning, then rainy during the afternoon/evening, and beautiful again at night. It supports my belief that nature is a woman.

My weekend is looking busy, but Rozy is gonna come stay with us while she enjoys a Takarazuka performance. So I'll at the very least get to see her at night. <3

On Friday I have a tentative date with a friend to look at kimono at the shops where I usually get mine cheap. I have work on Saturday, and a date at the zoo with my usually busy host sister on Sunday, so I hope my ankle can bear with the work I'm gonna be forcing on it.

I haven't wanted to wear pants lately. They feel so cumbersome....So I think I'll wear skirts more. They're embarrassing, but it's not too bad if I wear some shorts or something underneath, so I'll do my best to bear with it. I just got a hole in one of the two pairs of pants I've managed to keep through the winter (yes, I'm disappointed), so I don't really have the pants to spare/wear anyway..... *sigh*

Is it weird that when I'm missing home I end up eating Oreos?

So I know this is a blog, for me, about my daily life, epiphanies, and quotes that are awesome. But don't I talk about myself too much? I get tired of writing 'I'. (Yes, the irony does not escape me) *tilts head* Should that be a double negative?

I've made plenty of acquaintances lately, but am unsure as to how to proceed to make them into friends. Any suggestions? It's a little lonely here sometimes. I may get a cell phone for my remaining months, but I don't know that I really want to. I enjoy not being able to be contacted until I get home. Call it a lack of restrictions/responsibility.

On the topics of the point of this blog, as well as skirts, a quote for you:

"Today in class, someone asked how long our essays needed be. My teacher replied "essays are like a woman's skirt, they need to be long enough to cover everything but short enough to keep it interesting". Favourite teacher? I think so MLIA" --Obviously from the mylifeisaverage.com site

"Essays are like a woman's skirt"....."short enough to keep it interesting"....I'm both amused and frightened.

Aw ducklings. I just impulsively commented on a friend from elementary school's facebook status. I'm an idiot...See, she's always posting about 'heartbreak' and 'playing the playa' and 'I won't be defeated by one heartbreak!'....The girl is whiter than me, her family is as redneck as mine is, and she's living the life, drinking underage ( think she might be legal), going to college, living with her best friends in a flat. I just get sick of her posts that sound nothing like the girl I was friends with. V.V So when she said 'ya gotta play them before they play you', I had to comment on how it takes all meaning out of any relationship when you assume everyone is playing.....Ducklings! 5 people were liking that status. I wonder how hard they're gonna jump my apricot. ....And she said 'Exactly' to my post...I'm not sure she understands what I was trying to say....

I think I'll try to replace all cuss words with cute, inconspicuous words in an attempt to stop cussing so much. Can you figure out what I was trying to say before I censured myself? :)

Epiphany: I have friends, and I have friends that I want to be REALLY GOOD friends with. I just have no idea how to go about making them that. :(

I wonder if I've posted this one already? It's rather hypnotic to me.....

The Woman I want to be

I've been thinking about it, but since I don't know what I want, taking steps in the right direction to become that person is really hard. I could use some input. Here's where I stand now:

-I'm capable of anything and everything. My morals, preferences, and choices are my limiting factors. I can be a goddess, a wrestler, or a murderer if I so choose, and honestly, I'm the only one that can decide it. I realize that.
-I also realize that I don't know what I want to choose. There's no limit, so there's no problem will asking for input to help me decide what to keep and work out. For example: -I'm shy, but I act confident. I'm fine with this. Friends that know I'm actually quite shy are the ones that are the 'keepers' for me. If you can't figure out when I'm nervous, you might want to work on getting to know me.
-I want Japanese to be involved in my future. Preferably Japan itself being involved in my future, but I haven't decided how badly I want that yet.
-I'd like a job that doesn't have normal hours. To do that, I have to be really awesome at whatever I choose to do. I can do that.
-Whoever I am, has to be able to show they care.
-They also have to be kick-ass and able to protect those I care about.
-I'd kind of appreciate having a 'fuck off' part of myself. I'm usually a little more mellow than I should be (on the outside).

....Yeah, that's about where I stand right now. What things about me do you love/hate/love to hate? Remember, if you don't mention it, I might think it's a bad thing and decide to twist it around. ;)

Addictions and Complaints

My title is kinda epic, if I do say so myself.

First off,

My ankle is swollen. Walking hurts. I have reached my 'silent staring ahead and daydreaming in order to make it where I'm going' stage of pain. What am I daydreaming of? It's best you don't know. They aren't meant for anyone that's not middle aged, on the verge of death, or extremely deranged. Yes, they're THAT strange. And awkward to explain. I have overworked my ankle a little too much, apparently. I would apologize to it, but a small part of my brain is still thinking "Quit being a sissy and man up already you damn appendage!" And trying to sincerely apologize when you're not sorry isn't one of the things I do. I just don't.

 Now, on to things that aren't me bitching.

I have new addictions. One day I WILL take revenge on this woman for always finding things that interest me on fb. Until then, like an addict I will keep looking at what she posts. My recommendations?
mylifeisaverage.com and brotips.com
They're really interesting. I really like them. I would recommend 'givesmehope.com' but it makes me cry. I don't like things that make me cry. ....Apparently they don't make rozfire cry though! I've made my voice hoarse trying to make her cry with them. Grar!!!!

My birthday is coming up on Wednesday. I'm having a party. :) We will play games and eat snacks and I'm going to the Aquarium that day. The day before, we'll be going for a flower-viewing party.

Reading things out loud with a British Accent makes story-time SO much more fun. And reading out loud is actually easier, as well. I begin to understand why I chose a British accent when I was so little. My teachers thought I was from England or something. They were wrong, but hey, it's amusing, right? ^.^

Alright, I'm out of juice. Enjoy the song I was humming in the shower this morning. :D

The hair is GONE! WAHAHAHAHA

To every single person that said I would miss my long hair:

Besides some minor habits, such as arranging my hair when I go to sleep (Which I've only done for about ten years), I have NO signs of missing my hair, mentally, physically or emotionally. (Or any other -lly that I'm forgetting)

My mother is showing signs of being more attached to my hair than to me....I can't say I'm surprised. She says my bangs are throwing her off, and she looked close to a break-down by the middle of the conversation. I feel a little bad. But damn it, it's my hair, my life, and I'm the one that has to DO the damn hair. I couldn't even get someone to help me BRUSH my hair without puppy dog eyes and pouting half the time. Forget actually STYLING it. In essence: A PAIN!!!!!

I've been so bored lately, what with always sitting, and sometimes walking, but mostly sitting. *eyebrow twitches* I can't handle the not-moving!!! ....Which is why tonight we all danced together: Sarah taught Ikuchin and I two new dances, and then I taught Sarah the Danca De Manivela. Yes, I know the whole thing. And do it.

....Which is why my ankle is sawing away at a knife that it will plunge into my body at some point (i.e. IT HURRRRRTS).

Anyway, I went to a Ryokan where there are 7 different Onsen in the same area with rozfire recently (as in, we came home today). The food was....too much quantity!! It was delicious, but I swear, they must have served us a good 7 crabs at least! In more than 2 ways. ...Three, since we had it raw too. It's good to know you CAN eat it raw....I hope to never need to use that knowledge.

I'll eventually post more about the Ryokan on the other blog. Now on to FUN stuff!

I have found a new life goal, and it was inspired by something from MyLifeIsAverage.com. I will paste:
Today I read a post on dearblankpleaseblank.com that said, "Dear store employees, If you don't want us to joust, stop having electric carts and Nerf swords in the same store. Sincerely, immature". I think I have a new life goal, find a store with both of these. MLIA
--Therefore: If you ever find such a store. Please, let me know post haste. :)

Holy cow....When I type my real name in Google and click "I'm feeling Lucky" it goes straight to my open profile on facebook....O_O I'm somewhat worried and seriously considering making my account private now.
Maybe having the same username for a few sites isn't the best idea....But damnit, my name is MY name! I'm attached! *pout* When I type in my entire, correctly spelled name, it pops up with a document of my graduation from my high school. Google is getting smarter.....And I'm scared.

I bet more than half of you will be trying variations of my names that you know of in an attempt to see what pops up, if not your own names. :)


It's a little awkward when someone asks if you've googled them and you have.....eh...heh...eheheh?

I was watching my high school's air bands on youtube, and only now realized: We were high schoolers. It was okay to be immature. Why couldn't I have REALLY accepted that all those years ago?