simple prayer
I'm feeling short of idea. i'm not very motivated to write but yet i want to.
there's a problem in my house. i really don't know how to explain it. that's why i claim myself feeling short of idea, blank, whatsoever. long story short, me and my parents argued about how we should spend the holiday. they keep on insisting their idea and arrange it on their own, without hearken mine, which mine shows no approval toward theirs, but no, they won't hearken mine. look, i don't really have a good feeling about it. screw them i'm tired of being unheard. so will it be wrong if it's my turn to unhear?
today is Friday and school is just a countdown away. crud how sad. yesternight, i chatted with Aldhin, reminisced about several hilarious things about our 11th grade class from report cards, to making fun of few classmates. and thus i thought in mind "so there are a lot of things happened this whole one year". yeah, well, that one year seems to pass so fast before my eyes and i don't really feel much of it. feels like, last July i was in a deep slumber and went on like that for a year and just awaken now. but now to think of that, i fear the new class announcement. both the 12th grade class and my new course class. i really hate changes, huh? it's only a week past several days to that day.
fuck that.
yesterday i was hanging out with ulilulelo and loopy_looney. it's sushi time. i ordered Grilled Salmon Misobutter and Corn Cream Croquette (?), while they ordered Crispy Rolls if i'm not mistaken. then we ate, talked about things, and whatnot. then guess what. the salmon was great and all, but the misobutter... somehow... nauseating. it was actually good but somehow it tasted strange. i, with all my might and endeavour, downed it until the end. God, was i ever nauseated! the others said the same. my throat felt unsettling. that time i nearly got another trauma. nearly i say. in the evening, it's healed. i even am craving for some more. but my friends still resent it and said it's their another trauma or whatever. something's wrong with their tongues i believe. ha!
oh then we went to Kinokuniya book store. in front of that place, there were two tanabata trees: pack of bamboos and written wishes are hanged onto its branches. that's cool. i wonder if now is tanabata season in Japan. all wishes that hanged came in varieties. like, i hope grandpa gets rich so i can get a laptop, i hope SBY wins the president election, i hope i can be a doctor, i hope i graduate, i hope everyone's happy, and many more. we found some that were funny and could make us grin but i forgot. well there's one thing that crossed my mind there. tanabata, upon what they wish? ah well, it's probably merely for fun. my friends suggested to participate writing that but the staff ran out of paper. no problem. i had been contemplating the wish i'd probably want to write but none good was crossing my head anyway.
we only were there for some hours yet it's definitely a good time. nice one. i really need good time like that to fill up this so-called holiday. too bad i don't have the photo but i hope we can hang out like that again later on. oh, and Sushi Tei again! hah.
next. few days ago i went online in Livejournal, though nothing much i did. i clicked my profile only to find out something surprising. 97 journal entries. "huh?? for.. real??" i said silently. i mean, what the heck i don't remember writing such numerous entries! i might as well go check up on it but nah, too lazy. it's only more or less a year since i joined Livejournal and without my knowing, i've written that many. i guess writer's blocks do almost a half? i hope Livejournal excuses me haha. and to react toward this matter, there are only 3 options:
a. delete some entries
b. minimalize journaling activity
c. care not and keep on journaling
which one would you choose if you were me? well eventually i've come to a deduction. "so i love journaling, huh?". yes i had not realized it before. but now i've come to realize. i must admit that. writing eases my hard time slightly and i do need it. i enjoy filling writer's blocks too. what's more, there's no harm done about writing. so what? just before this one last year, writing this kind of thing was just not my field and interest. i wonder what convinced me to like this much. haha a minor change of pace.
changing topic. i haven't had my breakfast and i think i'd have to wait until lunch. people say holiday makes your appetite up more than usual but to me, not really.
huh. so many things to be worried. since my mind seems to be in a half-trance mode, there's only one prayer to be said. i hope everything goes well. as simple as that.