March 31st & April 1st 2009
The 10 Commandments of Japanese Class;
1. Thou shalt rip up worksheets in plain veiw of sensei, and throw them away.
2. Thou shalt sniff through the nose any sugar products normally consumed through mouth.
3. Thou shalt not speak Japanese when directed to do so, you will go to hell.
4. Thou shalt produce spit balls of paper anf attempt to block out light over Pope Morgan's desk.
5. Thou shalt laugh when sensei is determined to PMS and bitch at us.
6. Thou shalt be sent from the class to the hall and be proclaimed saint of mischeif.
7. Thou shalt say religous figures names at inappropriate times, for this is SENSEI'S SENTANCE.
8. Thou shalt make fun of retards such as Peaks, Xavier, Anthony, and Ryan constantly.
9. Thou shalt find the rainbow wherever it may appear next.
10. Thou shalt create more inside jokes for future entertainment.
Well, that was from today. I'd like to back up and go over yesterday first.
Un eventful school day, not bad or good. Came time to go to Alateen and I was going to bring Ky but when I got to his house, he answered the door and he was extra-baked [sounds delicious right?] so he couldn't leave, but his mom said I could stay there so I skipped out on last night's meeting and proceeded to his room, where we sat, talked, played guitar, scribbled, and made out for 2 1/2 hours. Bliss. Pure Bliss.
Then today,
you see, I like Japan. I like the Japanese language [Nihon wa suki desu. Soushite Nihongo wa maa maa suki desu yo] BUT; I do not like Japanese class, as far as the learning part goes. Now, we few punk ass kids in the front corner of the room feel the same way; Pope Morgan, Saint Dani [me], Saint Caleb, and Shannon [soon to be saint]. So we have devised various methods of entertainment and harrassment [on sensei's part] for that hour and a half we exist there. Sensei is a womanly little Japanese man who is nerdy and annoying as hell. The commandments are basically self explainatory.
On Ky;
I really like him. I feel like..he's just the thing I needed. I mean, he's not perfect by any means. But he's got the right stuff, the things I need especially right now, in a guy, to help me get along smoother.
- He doesn't smother me with calls or excessive lovey dovey.
- He's foward but not too foward.
- He accepts me for me and we happen to be pretty similar.
- He's real hot. :)
- He's not stupid; meaning he can match my intelligence level nicely.
- He play guitar very well! ♥
- He can acctually kiss.
- His parents arn't intimidating or hostile.
- He likes animals like me.
We just get each other, it's that simple. And I am very happy.
-Love always, Hathair!
