Shota-con madness returns!
01.08.01
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Oh, and added note-happy belated birthday to Vera-I want your book, but I`ll probably wait until I get back to the States to get it, because I`m lazy and need money.
Yes, it`s 3:30 in the morning, and yet I`m writing again-WHAT is wrong with me? The excuse this time isn`t dragging semi-conscious Japanese boys and their bikes in a yukata, Yuri and I decided to go on a little bike ride an hour ago so we did; bwahaha, we OWN Nishinomiya. It was quite fun-I wanted to go to Denny`s, but we couldn`t find one so we went to a Sunkus store instead. It was smashing, they had an FFX video going and an interview with Gackt about the game-actually, Gackt is what I noticed first; it`s kind of scary, with his hair in it`s current style, his resemblance to Soba is striking. No, there are a TON of differences-Gackt has a totally different mouth, plus a different nose, and Soba`s eyes are larger, but overall it`s freaky as hell; I`ve never thought of Soba & Gackt being similar before...not that I mind. Oh yeah, plus the guys working at Sunkus were fun too-one of them was stacking cartons on a shelf so I paraded over and was browsing the drinks-he gaped at me then proceeded to drop many things while I stood there finding something, finally selecting some watermelon juice; heh, it was great. I highly recommend going into convenience stores at 2:30 in the morning in boxers, I think we`re going to go visit them again sometime soon. Today wasn`t one of those hideously interesting ones-ah well, not every one can be, ne? Woke up at 12, saddened to hear that Mr. Okumura had already called so I didn`t get to make his blood pressure jump for the day. Sad around and didn`t do too much, then went with Yuri and Ru-chan (the dog) to the Mukogawa (as in the river) for him to swim; Sho was retarded and wore her Birkenstocks, when she should`ve worn her grey plastic/rubber school sandals, so I ended up doffing them and just tromping around. Since there hasn`t been much rain, the river is very shallow (you can`t even call it a river, really) and there`s a lot of not-so-sweet smelling schtuff exposed to the air, yummy. Poor Ru couldn`t even swim. After that, we went home and then to Daiei, to go hunt me down an ATM so I can get my $100, which is sorely needed and the thing was giving me hell about it being a foreign card. It`s VISA, for the love of everything cheesey! ::huffs:: Ah well, can`t win `em all. Oops, otousan just strolled out the door for work and gave me the strangest look and a "Doushitan?"...I swear, it was too hot so I stayed up... Oh, went and taught at English school with Yuri for 2.5 hours. These were the same people I had last month-the first was a group of three jr. high girls, Eri, Ai, and Eriko, and they were pretty easy to work with; heh, Yuri freaked them out by pretending not to speak Japanese and saying she was an American exchange student instead of being their teacher`s daughter (they don`t look anything alike, Yuri looks like her dad-Hiroshi looks like his mom). Also had Ryo-kun come in; yeah, remember that poor little 14-year-old boy who`s freakishly cute and unfortunately for himself, possessing a body that`s definitely NOT 14? Yeah, THAT one. I told Yuri about last time when I almost started hitting on him before I found out how old he was, and so naturally she was terribly curious...heh, now we`re both infatuated with this adorable boy. He`s polite as hell in English, cutely shy (not to the point where he`s a headcase), and possesses one of the most potent smiles I`ve ever seen-he makes me grin like an idiot (okay, both of us). Too bad today was his last lesson-he`s studying for high school entrance exams all August, poor thing. Yuri`s going to see if she can`t take over his class and enjoy some extracurricular activities, the little whore ^_^...I`ve trained her well. I should`ve attacked him. But then again, I don`t do the whole jailbait thing, plus that just would`ve been scary and highly traumatic for him. Okay, tomorrow (well, today, really) is when I shall call Naoya. Yes, I know I`ve been waxing indecisive, but I`ve finally decided that I have to take a chance, I have to risk rejection because if I don`t, NOTHING will happen. Besides, time is starting to kick in-today is August 1st, and I leave August 28th. Nao-kun will be gone a week in Nagano; this doesn`t give me much time. I don`t really care what we do; Yuri talked to Hiroshi, and he agreed to drive us up to Mt. Rokko, so that`ll be nice. The national high school baseball championships are held at Koshien Stadium, so maybe we could go there...I don`t care, I just want to be able to spend some time with him before everything is over. I just hope he feels the same. If he doesn`t, oh well-I can handle disappointment. I won`t like it, and I`m not exactly in the healthiest condition to deal with it, but I can. If what Yuri predicts proves true, than I won`t have to deal with it period, but I`m a pessimist, and one for protection; don`t optimists get hurt a lot, always hoping for the best? With pessimism, you don`t expect much or anything really, so when things do go your way, you`re pleasantly surprised; when they don`t it`s just the usual, your world doesn`t come crashing down around your ears when all your soaring hopes dive unmercifully from the skies, because such things never existed. So wish me luck. As much as I am a pessimist, I think I have a little bit of that damnable optimist in me, one that NEEDS TO DIE. It`s because of Soba. I know he`s not going to contact me; I have no doubt that he will NOT, that I will never see him again, that my pathetic, pitiful, and tearful farewell was indeed the last time I`d ever see him. But somewhere in the back of my mind, I jump a little when the phone rings. At least I know he`ll be in Kyushu tomorrow, so I don`t have to worry about such. Dammit, why can`t I get him out of my head? I suppose I wouldn`t expect that mysterious obsession of a year and still going to fade for any reason now... As much as I`d like to, I don`t think I can write much more-it`s bedtime for Shosetsu. Besides, today wasn`t exactly eventful. But that`s okay-everyday doesn`t NEED to be a picnic...I`m here in Japan, and I love it-no one can change that, not Soba or anyone, it`s totally my own thing, and that makes me glad. No matter what happens, I will always be able to look back through my pictures, look back, dig, and smile fondly at my memories. Because sometimes those are all you have to keep you going. Gods, I hope everyone here has something like that they can cling to. I would ramble more, but currently there`s a junebug drunkenly careening into the walls and thinking my head`s a likely landing pad, which is just not happening. So, good night/morning minna, and I`ll tell you how it goes tomorrow-good luck to all of you who need it, you know who you are, and thanks to all of you who`ve been supportive-I love y`all. Oh, and thanks for the 4,000+ hits-yay me. It makes me glad to know that I serve at ONE function on this celestial sphere, to amuse people with my bizarre, cynical, angry, deviant, self-centred, teenage-angst ridden life-prease continue your support (or whatever it is)! Ciao!
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