Continued.
How is it the first of December already!?
So, stupidly, I went out this weekend, after my minature breakdown Thursday/Friday.
It was good actually in a way. Went out to Shinjuku and finally got a copy of Ten Nights of Dream for a friends Birthday very soon
(... Christ. It really is soon. 'nother thing I'll have to add to my list of things to hurry up on this month.)
Anyway. Met a friend of mine, spent money on food. I had a good old rave. Actually oddly enough with that friend, I seem to rave constantly at them, to the point where they've informed me that I can be quite verbose, only that when I don't talk, neither do they. At all. And so its me raving incessantly or us both saying absolutely nothing. There's got to be something up with that.
So then I see this rap performance of a friend of mine in a small psychodelic bar in Shibuya at about 9 o clock, which was awesome as far as subculture's go
(Was about as cool, for me, as going over to Yoshi's the other night - thursday - and watching the whole of the movie Omen while warming my feet under his cotetsu (low heated table). Incidentally I only screamed girlishly once, which is a record for me and scary movies.)
Anyhoo, when that finished went and stayed at my friends in Narita, which I was reluctant to do because of how busy I say I am, but decided it was possible to leave early in the morning. Well, it wasn't. Narita friend conned me into watching Luhrman's Romeo and Juliet (which I love, and was disappointed to note, is translated into contemporary japanese in the subs which means they completely miss most of the point of the story) and this and that I leave at about 5, then realise I forgot my ipod, so I get off at Alberkerckie and go back to Narita and leave again some 40 minutes later, to arrive home about an hour and a half later than I should have, where I went madly into working on my current research project. I more or less realised, and was shocked to discover, that all the stress that built up on thursday was sitting right here in this room when I came back, and that the weekend was only a sort of, side-stepping of that for a night.
Durin which I was listening over an interview I had made with Narita friend, and realised, for the first time, listening to them being a stupid dolt and trying to ruin the whole interview the whole time, that that person is kind of an arse. And wondering why it even is that we're acquainted.
Over the course of doing everything, I realised there's about 10 things on my back burner. I also realised there's a report due tomorrow for my presentation at the high school I haven't written, and that I'm presenting on wednesday about an Item of culture, and that I have the speech contest in just two weeks.
Well as for the High School presentation report its stuffed - I have stuffed it.
Its absolutely not going to happen.
The presentation on culture will now be shite, because I also have to use tomorrow to finish overload of homework from thursday.. blah blah. I feel like I'm in a garbage compressor. I will also come off as a complete arse to more and more people the more I don't write to them because of all this chaos going on.
No Bloody wonder I went into bloody exile, god! I kind of wish I could do that again only now I realise that even doing that is stuffing something up, in its own way.
I'll be glad to get 2008 over with.
2009 can be my damage control year.
Lets hope it can actually be solved in a year.
So, stupidly, I went out this weekend, after my minature breakdown Thursday/Friday.
It was good actually in a way. Went out to Shinjuku and finally got a copy of Ten Nights of Dream for a friends Birthday very soon
(... Christ. It really is soon. 'nother thing I'll have to add to my list of things to hurry up on this month.)
Anyway. Met a friend of mine, spent money on food. I had a good old rave. Actually oddly enough with that friend, I seem to rave constantly at them, to the point where they've informed me that I can be quite verbose, only that when I don't talk, neither do they. At all. And so its me raving incessantly or us both saying absolutely nothing. There's got to be something up with that.
So then I see this rap performance of a friend of mine in a small psychodelic bar in Shibuya at about 9 o clock, which was awesome as far as subculture's go
(Was about as cool, for me, as going over to Yoshi's the other night - thursday - and watching the whole of the movie Omen while warming my feet under his cotetsu (low heated table). Incidentally I only screamed girlishly once, which is a record for me and scary movies.)
Anyhoo, when that finished went and stayed at my friends in Narita, which I was reluctant to do because of how busy I say I am, but decided it was possible to leave early in the morning. Well, it wasn't. Narita friend conned me into watching Luhrman's Romeo and Juliet (which I love, and was disappointed to note, is translated into contemporary japanese in the subs which means they completely miss most of the point of the story) and this and that I leave at about 5, then realise I forgot my ipod, so I get off at Alberkerckie and go back to Narita and leave again some 40 minutes later, to arrive home about an hour and a half later than I should have, where I went madly into working on my current research project. I more or less realised, and was shocked to discover, that all the stress that built up on thursday was sitting right here in this room when I came back, and that the weekend was only a sort of, side-stepping of that for a night.
Durin which I was listening over an interview I had made with Narita friend, and realised, for the first time, listening to them being a stupid dolt and trying to ruin the whole interview the whole time, that that person is kind of an arse. And wondering why it even is that we're acquainted.
Over the course of doing everything, I realised there's about 10 things on my back burner. I also realised there's a report due tomorrow for my presentation at the high school I haven't written, and that I'm presenting on wednesday about an Item of culture, and that I have the speech contest in just two weeks.
Well as for the High School presentation report its stuffed - I have stuffed it.
Its absolutely not going to happen.
The presentation on culture will now be shite, because I also have to use tomorrow to finish overload of homework from thursday.. blah blah. I feel like I'm in a garbage compressor. I will also come off as a complete arse to more and more people the more I don't write to them because of all this chaos going on.
No Bloody wonder I went into bloody exile, god! I kind of wish I could do that again only now I realise that even doing that is stuffing something up, in its own way.
I'll be glad to get 2008 over with.
2009 can be my damage control year.
Lets hope it can actually be solved in a year.