Japanese fucking KILLS me.
Damnit, Kurita, you're very nice and all, but sometimes you're fucking unreasonable.
You're fucking killing me, and I can't just be that stupid.
It's making the veins throb in my head and the stomach churn.
And not only am I spazzing now, but Miyake-sensei found me sort of breaking down when Kurita's office hours were totally taken up yesterday, and then sent me to Takahashi for some help because she already had an appointment, so now I have two other sensei spazzing on my behalf. GOOD GOD.
But I was happy for the hour of study break yesterday... sort of. Happy coated, anyway. There was mochi and zenzai and onigiri and bad dubbing.
But fucking DAMNIT. I don't know what's wrong! I study, study, study... and fucking NOTHNG. What am I not getting that everyone else is?
Damnit.
I just need to write my papers and go home for Thanksgiving.
On one happy note, I was invited to join returners practice in Taiko, instead of newbie practice. Which makes me feel a little bit better about myself. At least I have rhythm.
Meh.
You're fucking killing me, and I can't just be that stupid.
It's making the veins throb in my head and the stomach churn.
And not only am I spazzing now, but Miyake-sensei found me sort of breaking down when Kurita's office hours were totally taken up yesterday, and then sent me to Takahashi for some help because she already had an appointment, so now I have two other sensei spazzing on my behalf. GOOD GOD.
But I was happy for the hour of study break yesterday... sort of. Happy coated, anyway. There was mochi and zenzai and onigiri and bad dubbing.
But fucking DAMNIT. I don't know what's wrong! I study, study, study... and fucking NOTHNG. What am I not getting that everyone else is?
Damnit.
I just need to write my papers and go home for Thanksgiving.
On one happy note, I was invited to join returners practice in Taiko, instead of newbie practice. Which makes me feel a little bit better about myself. At least I have rhythm.
Meh.