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ltgmarsIt's Mugenday! but I don't have a good Eito icon yet, so we're just going to go with Tokui wearing a loud shirt, y/y?
Still on a Yamada Tarou kick, so a clip from episode 10 (no subs (though guys, guys, Japanese drama DVDs come with Japanese closed captioning and it's so awesome *_*)). Not the one you'd expect from me when I say "episode 10", I think, but because I love Tabe Mikako so:
Hahaha, of course it ends with Sho's douchey chuckle, but whatever. This clip always makes me laugh.
My head's been hurting for the past few days and no matter how much acetaminophen I ingest, the pain won't go away. It just won't go away. (Did I mislead you with the title? Ha! You should know that if I were talking about the song, it'd have quotation marks around it!)
I tried to break my $100 bill at Starbucks today, but the lady at the window was like, "Uh, no." Actually, to make myself sound like less of a jerk (but also to make the story less interesting... damn), I'll explain what actually happened: I roll up to the window in my brother's classy dinked-up Saturn that doesn't have power steering and rattles in places I didn't even know cars could rattle, classic 80s hits blasting from the radio, and ask all friendly and polite-like if they'll take a $100 bill. I make nice conversation with the lady briefly, etc. etc. And then I buy my drink using my debit card, lug the car out of the drive-thru, and go home. All's okay with the world.
Except for the part where I still have a headache.
Feel like being productive today. I think I'm going to try to tie up some loose Honor Council ends or practice violin or something. (Three hours later, Inez wakes up from an impromptu nap. A single tear trickles down her cheek.)
ETA: a series of edited-to-adds in which Inez gets really angry and then talks herself out of her anger
ETA: WTFFFFFFFFFFFFF my mom booked flights for us for the day of orientation in September even though she knew what day it was. ("You don't actually have to be there for orientation, right?") I appreciate that she's trying to accommodate my brother's coming to help out with moving (moving what? We're flying so I won't be able to take anything anyway </bitter>), but I was kind of hoping she'd prioritize my actually being there for orientation over my brother's being here for one day of class. (Maybe? Is that selfish? Probably. But this is my thing that's happening, and I feel like I'm allowed to be selfish.) Or, you know, at least ask me in advance to see how important I feel it is to be there for the first day. Whatever. Whatever. </hahaha I'm so angry>
ETA2: Hahaha, that really is selfish, isn't it? But really, why does my brother have to come anyway? He's never come to help me move, while I always went to help him move. </exceedingly bitter even though it's not his fault that his school always starts before mine>
ETA3: Hahaha, look at me. I'm so angry right now. This will all blow over when I step back and think about how it'll be nice to have my brother there when I move in, and how it wouldn't be fair for him to miss class because if I were in that position, I'd be upset about missing class. And I'm sure that I can make up whatever I miss later on, since it's just orientation. But I'm still allowed to be a little irritated that my mother didn't even ask to see if I wanted to be there for the first day, right? I want to do this right, and I feel like the way to do that isn't by missing the first day and spending the rest of orientation trying to play catchup.
ETA4: Okay, anger gone. Heh. That was easy. (This all happened in the span of 15 minutes, maybe. Haha, I just want to be angry sometimes, but apparently that doesn't suit me.)
ETA5: Wait, one more thing, because maybe I'm a little bitchy. But my mother tried to justify it by saying that I wouldn't be the only one missing that day. But that doesn't make it any less stressful for me to miss the first day, right? Because I'm independent of the other people who for whatever reason have to miss the first day, and if my missing the first day is avoidable, I'd like by all means to avoid it. That... that makes sense, right? My logic? I'm not ~*~blinded by rage~*~ or anything?
ETA6: You can just ignore all of the ETAs, if you want. It was kind of fun for me to type what I felt as I felt it (like live-blogging my brain), but for the most part it's just a lot of emotional vomit. I'm over it.
Still on a Yamada Tarou kick, so a clip from episode 10 (no subs (though guys, guys, Japanese drama DVDs come with Japanese closed captioning and it's so awesome *_*)). Not the one you'd expect from me when I say "episode 10", I think, but because I love Tabe Mikako so:
Hahaha, of course it ends with Sho's douchey chuckle, but whatever. This clip always makes me laugh.
My head's been hurting for the past few days and no matter how much acetaminophen I ingest, the pain won't go away. It just won't go away. (Did I mislead you with the title? Ha! You should know that if I were talking about the song, it'd have quotation marks around it!)
I tried to break my $100 bill at Starbucks today, but the lady at the window was like, "Uh, no." Actually, to make myself sound like less of a jerk (but also to make the story less interesting... damn), I'll explain what actually happened: I roll up to the window in my brother's classy dinked-up Saturn that doesn't have power steering and rattles in places I didn't even know cars could rattle, classic 80s hits blasting from the radio, and ask all friendly and polite-like if they'll take a $100 bill. I make nice conversation with the lady briefly, etc. etc. And then I buy my drink using my debit card, lug the car out of the drive-thru, and go home. All's okay with the world.
Except for the part where I still have a headache.
Feel like being productive today. I think I'm going to try to tie up some loose Honor Council ends or practice violin or something. (Three hours later, Inez wakes up from an impromptu nap. A single tear trickles down her cheek.)
ETA: a series of edited-to-adds in which Inez gets really angry and then talks herself out of her anger
ETA: WTFFFFFFFFFFFFF my mom booked flights for us for the day of orientation in September even though she knew what day it was. ("You don't actually have to be there for orientation, right?") I appreciate that she's trying to accommodate my brother's coming to help out with moving (moving what? We're flying so I won't be able to take anything anyway </bitter>), but I was kind of hoping she'd prioritize my actually being there for orientation over my brother's being here for one day of class. (Maybe? Is that selfish? Probably. But this is my thing that's happening, and I feel like I'm allowed to be selfish.) Or, you know, at least ask me in advance to see how important I feel it is to be there for the first day. Whatever. Whatever. </hahaha I'm so angry>
ETA2: Hahaha, that really is selfish, isn't it? But really, why does my brother have to come anyway? He's never come to help me move, while I always went to help him move. </exceedingly bitter even though it's not his fault that his school always starts before mine>
ETA3: Hahaha, look at me. I'm so angry right now. This will all blow over when I step back and think about how it'll be nice to have my brother there when I move in, and how it wouldn't be fair for him to miss class because if I were in that position, I'd be upset about missing class. And I'm sure that I can make up whatever I miss later on, since it's just orientation. But I'm still allowed to be a little irritated that my mother didn't even ask to see if I wanted to be there for the first day, right? I want to do this right, and I feel like the way to do that isn't by missing the first day and spending the rest of orientation trying to play catchup.
ETA4: Okay, anger gone. Heh. That was easy. (This all happened in the span of 15 minutes, maybe. Haha, I just want to be angry sometimes, but apparently that doesn't suit me.)
ETA5: Wait, one more thing, because maybe I'm a little bitchy. But my mother tried to justify it by saying that I wouldn't be the only one missing that day. But that doesn't make it any less stressful for me to miss the first day, right? Because I'm independent of the other people who for whatever reason have to miss the first day, and if my missing the first day is avoidable, I'd like by all means to avoid it. That... that makes sense, right? My logic? I'm not ~*~blinded by rage~*~ or anything?
ETA6: You can just ignore all of the ETAs, if you want. It was kind of fun for me to type what I felt as I felt it (like live-blogging my brain), but for the most part it's just a lot of emotional vomit. I'm over it.
