Work

8am to 12 noon and my mom's office dragging totes to and fro, and scanning papers. $12.80 an hour.

2pm to 7pm working at the pool, either teaching kids how not to swim or sitting around in a guard chair watching fat men try to swim.

The office work is fine, basic stuff, other then this big monstrosity named Eric, 50 year old fat white guy in charge of the mail room where I sit. He treats me like I'm 4, and I don't know anything at all, and this moron doesn't even know how t...

Miru-chan,

I miss you.


I miss your hair, your smile, the snort you make when you giggle.
I miss your kawaii voice when you talk to me in Japanese, I miss the way your head tilts just slightly when you ask a question, as if you're wondering whether I'll be honest with you or not.
I miss the fact that you didn't always look perfect, and that you hated certain things about you, but you were the most beautiful person I've ever seen. (And you hated when I told you that too.)
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You're a poet and you don't know it.


I wanted to blog about something. I had a lot of ideas in my head last night but now I've forgotten them all. So here we go, impromptu blogging.


Stalker

I have one.
Kim told me I'm overreacting, but I'll tell you why I think so.
• She is in every lecture and quiz lab tutorial that I attend
• She takes every train I take, morning and night, every day from school and to school.
• She STARES at me in class.
• My friend caught h...

Threesome

[spoiler]
I got invited to a threesome. (MMF before anyone asks)
It was by this couple that I've known for a long time, and extremely well. They asked me to come over for a 'night' and that I could bring people if I wanted. ._.

Firstly:
HOLY SHIT THREESOME GO
Then I backpedaled and realized it was MMF.
Then I accelerated and realized I didn't care.

Secondly:
They're really closer friends. It was be really awkward.
Backpedal.
It wouldn't really, be...

I am somewhat impatient.

If you have a minute, I'd like to tell you a bit about myself.

I am alone. For all ideals and purposes, I am content with it. I am used to it.

Before I became a isolated hermit of life, I held two passions. One was entertaining. No matter my relation to persons, I can find myself amusing or surprising them with ease.

The irony is bitter enough to taste.

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I paused there in order to give you a chance to speak to me, but it appears as though this is...