“If you don’t have the strength, you can still fight on and miraculously reach your goal. Keep fighting on, even if it ain’t worth much.” — Minene Uryuu
Yey, actually attended my SMASH! meeting this time instead of ditching it. Went shorter than usual and was pretty… Pretty organised, I’ll give them that. It was kinda surprising to see physical numbers, enough to fill a room but it looks like we’ll be working our asses of. Basically the meeting went like this:
I was able to see my bpez’s group of friends and they even sung me happy birthday while I was trying to introduce myself. I tried to shrink away but it’s kind of hard when they make such a ruckus and attract everyone’s attention to your small little group. Not even trying to sit down will help. It was a nice gesture though, better than the week of my actual birthday (LOL I’m such a whinger). But yes anyway, it was fun. Was with RJ and his girlfriend, my Chinese friend from school and my cousin but cousin went home, RJ and girlfriend stayed back, and I went my separate ways from the Chinese friend because he went home to China Town to eat (LOL I am- yes, I am a little racist XD).
It was around 2.30 when I started heading for Central station to meet up with the bpez for another epic day of being idiots. We were supposed to meet up around 4.30pm because I was thinking the meeting would finish around 4ish but they wrapped things up early thus giving the bpez no time to study for his assignments… Yup, totes feeling guilty about it ye?
We first headed on to Ichiban Boshi, the place I love to eat at for good reason. Many embarrassing moments really. For the both of us. As a consequence of his actions. First embarrassing moment was when we were ordering. So as the title hints, this was a Japanese restaurant and Japanese names were romanised. Pronouncing them was fine for me but the idiot wanted to perfect the sound of it so after I’d given my order, he sat there mumbling the order over and over until the waitress figured out what he was saying. Thing was, he continued to do this while she was still there and us two girls couldn’t help but exchange looks and the same thought, “This guy is ridiculously hilarious”.
Second embarrassing moment followed not long after… Or was it before? »” Time to separate the chopsticks and eat! Well that was if you COULS separate them properly. This time round we both did but not after a good laugh. So my chopsticks were split cleanly right down the middle but the bpez decided to peel them instead. The result of this was:
So basically he had splintered the base of his chopsticks this badly. This. Badly. HAHAHAHA! I could not stop laughing about it, I will never let him live it down.
Third and final wasn’t really embarrassing but more of a little frustrating and surprising. Well plans after eating were to go Kinokuniya and after that, he’d be taking me to a surprise somewhere in the city. I had the same plan as well, take a walk down to Circular Quay to watch the Light Show happening all over the docks. Out of courtesy, he lets me reveal my plans first. So this was when we both flip over having the same idea. All he could say was, “Surprise?” with emphasis on the question mark. Laughed the dud off… Sigh TT^T
After eating, I looked around for ‘Uzimaki’ by Junji Ito because I’d realised I bought Volume 3 instead of 1 last time I came ‘round, while the bpez went hunting for adult fiction. We managed to find one of those books on sex but it was factual; it catered for my interests as a scientist but not for his as a bored assbutt. Stayed until the sun began to set then headed for Circlular Quay. The walk was alright, I started panicking half way because I only knew the route by cutting through Botanic Gardens, anything other than that I was at a loss. I managed to bs my way through and everything started looking familiar.
Instead of going straight to the Opera House we cut through a set of stairs that led us to the heart of the spiffy restaurants. The walkways were tinted with dim blue and red lamplight that would normally be your plain white and dull yellow. We also saw a ‘garden’ of optical fibres and these boxes with some kind of film that would change the colour of the light inside the glass box according to what angle you viewed it from. After having a looksee, we went to find a place where we’d be able to see the light show.
It was. Somewhat. Disappointing. I always talk about how I hate abstract/contemporary art and this was exactly what was displayed on the shells of the iconic landmark; a lady and a man rolling around doing god knows what. We stayed there for a while because the atmosphere seemed so nice and I wanted to listen in to the jazz playing below us at the Opera Bar. After walking around, we decided to go home as curfew was approaching, if not already past. Before hopping the bus to Central, we watched light shows on other buildings which were much more entertaining seeing as we were able to see, as the bpez says it, “Rainbows and s***”. I was once again happy.
So there we have it, the normal get off at home station, him having to walk me home, the parentals noting I came home late… And a wild illness emerging from the grass and attacking me with a super effective cold.
Bloody cold.
So it’s a too bad I can’t put down procrastination down on my resume because I’m pretty pro at that, pardon my silly self for the lateness of this post. Today Oh well, last week, was my little 18th birthday outing. The day began with hopes which were quickly trampled on, then were slightly repaired.
My two close friends came to sleep over at my house to prepare for the outing the next. Watched anime, talked about very controversial topics in society today (loved that little segment), and other things. In the morning, I forced both of them up to accompany me in my morning exercise which includes biking, jogging, and my altered version of julieyumi’s ‘Workout 101’ which goes on for round 45 minutes.
It was here where my expectations for the day were crushed. Including to factors prior to the event, this was the last straw. Towards the end of the morning exercise, Hime-sama got a call from her parents saying they needed her to come with them and pick up an outfit for some party. I thought this was ok until I found out where they were to pick it up. It was Nelson’s Bay or some shit like that (excuse the cussing but this makes me pretty mad).
At that moment, the day for me ceased to shine and everything went down the drain. The one time I have an 18th outing is the time her parents decide to say, “I’ll fuck shit up and say we’re going as a family to god knows where”. So this was the reason why they allowed her to sleep over my house, always with a fucking condition, a catch, strings attached. Bullshit. But you know whatever this always happens so I’ll deal. Sad thing is I kinda blame Hime-sama too. That girl, it’s always like that. Always like that enough for me to say I am finally tired of it and will just look at it with complete apathy; fuck it all.
But saying that I guess things had to even out eventually right? It was to the city with just Lex. I didn’t mind of course because that girl can give twice what she’s meant to. In total eight of the two-digit number came. I was surprised with those who came, not so with the ones that didn’t. The actual time spent with these eight people were surprisingly fun though, despite the numbers. Actually the numbers seemed so perfect. Had our picnic in Botanic Gardens and played hacky sack and Mexican Fighting Tails.
Hacky sack and its rules were too fun to play by and it was good to see my bestfu playing with the youngins as well. He received the most penalty hits from all of us haha. A friend from school who had a generous bust was served the hacky sack, most of the time it would come down around her chest area making us laugh since it seemed fit for her to use that part of her body to bounce the ball. We told her to come well practiced next time.
Mexican fighting tails was the best! A set perimeter, more than two players, an 10 second idle rule; too good. My friend from school won the first game played. We were all surprised because she gave the impression of being a very frail, fragile, on-athletic child. Her frame was not firm and nor did it seem fit for that kind of activity. But I do have to give it to her, she is very quick on her feet and is very observant. I guess she has her tactics.
A friend from a neighbouring senior high won the second round and I won the last. In my winning round, I was up against my bestfu while there were two others sparring off on the side, basically two separate games within the one. I was facing of with RJ when he suddenly suggested we temporarily team up and move closer to Lex and the 1st champ, Thanh. I told him the alliance was silly because my doubts did not stop but I went along with it anyway. As we were moving closer both girls behind us screamed. Both hesitant, we turned around to see both tails on the floor; both at a losing tie. It was me and RJ left and we fought well and hard. His slips to the floor from the moist grass were perfect opportunities to go for his tail, well if only I was wearing better shoes and the grass wasn’t being gay. It was too risky for me to snatch it but in the end I didn’t have to because his tail fell off on its own; I won on accident.
After the game I had to walk to Town Hall to buy my cousin’s beanie from the Vans store in the Galleries. Luckily they were still open and I was able to buy the right one, I was happy I didn’t have to disappoint another soul for the day despite the disappointment I’d received. Coming back, Thanh and the big-breasted girl, Ruth, were leaving, and so were the three male squints. It was just Lex, RJ and his girlfriend left though I did see the others off satisfied. RJ and his girlfriend whipped out their gift for me, I was afraid it would be something scary like a spider or something as a joke. But no, it was obviously way better than that. I got a yellow yukata with the sash and shoes, the whole package; I rode the train home with Lex as a happy girl.
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“If only this nightmare was my only punishment. That was just my stupid, selfish fantasy.” — Aaya Saitou
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Anonymous asked: What if I was born without a name?
Then you live a normal life.
Anonymous asked: I meant what if I was born without a middle name? Then what?
Well anon, you cannot be born with a middle name because you are given it when your parents decide what it is. BUT YE Without being assbutt about it, if you don’t have a middle name then your first given name would hold that power as general lore states.
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“It still hurts a little but I should get used to it. The pain will go away and I should be able to relax and smile again.” — Kaoru Nishimi
Anonymous asked: What if you never had a middle name?
Then I wouldn’t be making my own little belief thing and just go with the common belief in the great import of your first name. BUT THING IS I do have a middle name so kuhuhuhu.