Oh, boy. I try to do my outline typing, but I can't because of the luxury of the scanner sitting next to me. Let's take a gamble, shall we? My luck is crap, but oh well. Karma, karma, karma.
OLM, you are amazing. I don't care how much Kuya harps about that place, I love it, personally. I saw it for one night, and I remembered everything in every classroom. It's weird not performing on the church's altar steps. I'd been doing that for five years. Such a nostalgic feeling. And by the way, I couldn't find the "Ryohei" I scratched into the blackboard. Mmm.
Homework upon loads of homework. I wonder, how most of my classmates go home with an empty bookbag, and mine is almost full to bursting. It's that darn binder and all the Japanese books I bring home every night. I'm pretty unsure about a lot of things, I guess.
I'd love to go to Japan this year in the summer. Possibly run thoughout the streets of Shibuya looking like a total gaijin, but ha, whatever. I want the rush back of being in a place where you know nothing and you just want to go run. Run as far as those legs can take you without getting hurt. Getting lost in New York is easy. Follow all the signs and you're fine.
I like blogger. It all good to me, and I'm a lot more serious. Oh yeah, and Krasti? I have a Livejournal, Myspace, Blogger, Xanga, Friendster, AIM, MSN, Yahoo, Y!Japan. I'm working on a Purevolume and Facebook as well. I need to write with my hands. I remember how I used to do that all the time during classes last year. One day, the internet will fail me. It's much harder to keep years of blogging than diaries.
I'd consider going out with him if he did that for me. Good job kid, but you totally asked the wrong girl with bad intentions to be your messenger. Crash and burn, kids, crash and burn.
I looked at the "publish" button first this time. I think I'm getting somewhere.
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i'm still staring at my computer. my mom is laughing with me for not finishing even section one. on the other hand, we're watching the 2007 ice skating world championships on ESPN. I miss ice skating.
Oh, you other pile of homework.
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