October 15th, 2005

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I am so tired, and I don't know why. Getting weary of almost always being alone, getting weary of trying to control my immense irritation of stupid self-proclaimed 'Japanophiles' who spout random Japanese thinking they're all that. They're not. You all suck (that goes to YOU too), you all don't know SHIT. JACK SHIT YOU HEAR ME?!?!?!?!?!?!?! You all don't know jack shit about the culture, the language, NOTHING! So stop trying to act like you do!!! What's this, I hear a challenge? Bring it on you wanna-be..

And I don't know why I let things get to me so often. I really don't know. I'm trying my best to adapt and while I'm doing okay in some aspects, it's still pretty difficult overall. As I said, my mood's been swinging a lot these days, and it's getting difficult to control it too. I don't know anymore..

Pablo and Hux

Watched Pablo Francisco tonight, he was bloody awesome. He has an immensely great knack for impressions, and I laughed till I almost suffocated and my neck aches like hell now.

As if that wasn't enough to make me feel better, after feeling so shitty earlier today (see previous entry for proof), I came back into the apartment and ran into Maria and her roomies giving cookies. She greeted me with one of the most sincere, warmest hugs I've had ever since my parents left for home. Not to mention I went to her dorm for a while, had some cookies, and had a nice chat and finding out she likes John Meyer (who I honestly feel is quite awesome and openly declared my thinking that his voice is sexy). Yes, I am immensely cheered up now. Thank you Maria.