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Genkai vs. Weatherby - whose training would you rather have?
hmm.
Let's see.
On Genkai's side, we have a hell of a lot of spirit training, pushing past limits, reprimands/guilt trips etc. if you mess up, etc. as the basic training.
On Weatherby's side, we have a hell of a lot of screaming if you mess up, no limits - you don't really have them, as any you may think you have are expected to be beaten with flying scores, either running the loop through Georgetown and Virginia or erging your ass off about 5 times in about 2.5 hours if you haven't been picked to be on the boat for the day, and at least 20 Exorcist stairs (as in running up them at top speed 20 times) if you've REALLY messed up.
I'm gonna go with Genkai on this one.
OW.
OWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOW HOLY SHIT I AM IN SUCH PAIN.
HOWEVER!
i went on the japanese trip today to the Hokusai exhibit, and that was pretty cool - i hung out with Rachel Hill during that, then we walked back up about four flights of stairs to the exit door. i swear to god the smithsonian museum is a ginormous set of stairs with a few pictures thrown in >< OWWWWIEEEE
oh, and then when we got to the place with the food, guess what was RIGHT behind the door when i walked in?
that's right, STAIRS. then at the top of those, turn right and there are a few more stairs! YIPPIE.
anyway, the food was absolutely INCREDIBLE. i got the hitokuchi pork cutlets, and there was also miso soup, a little salad when we first got there, tempura, DAIKON *LOVE*, dumplings, really yummy rice (which also wound up in my lap...^^') and green tea at the end. jon drank mine, though... ah well, i gave it to him anyway. and mengbo was taking pictures of me O_O (or at least my chest, as andrew said...><) and andrew was talking about how i love yaoi and they were like 'i can see it in her eyes...' and i was like 'i don't WATCH yaoi, i've never watched yaoi!' which to me is pretty obvious that even though i wasn't watching it, i got it in some other form (reading and writing it, that is... ;P) BUT oh well.
then we "split up" and walked around, winding up back at a 7-11 where andrew got me reese's cups!
on a completely different note, i think i may have a crush on Jon. And Mengbo.
uhhhhh
i'm polyamorous.
and bisexual.
SO!
that's a party.
on an even MORE completely different note, here's a poem/prose thingie i flashed down a few days ago.
Revelations
He makes me feel safe.
Like there’s no one else in the entire world but us.
I love him with all my heart, body, and soul; there’s nothing I can do about that and I don’t want it any other way.
It’s not my fault he’s not real.
Love works in mysterious ways; it does whatever it wants do.
Sometimes it’s a boy and a girl in high school
Sometimes two women who meet at a business meeting or a bar some rainy night
Sometimes two men who find each other browsing through the “beginner’s cooking” section at a Barnes-And-Noble bookstore.
It just so happens that in my particular case, it’s between myself and a man who has never, is not, nor ever will be existent in this world.
Pictures are all that I have, and dreams are all that I can wish for. When given the chance, I can fly away from who I am
Where I am
What I am
To go wherever I please - wherever he is.
And even though I can only have him in my dreams -
Isn’t that what dreams are for?
I love him.
There’s nothing I can do about that.
There’s nothing I want to do about that.
The show must go on.
Life must go on.
Goodnight.
whaddya think?
hmm.
Let's see.
On Genkai's side, we have a hell of a lot of spirit training, pushing past limits, reprimands/guilt trips etc. if you mess up, etc. as the basic training.
On Weatherby's side, we have a hell of a lot of screaming if you mess up, no limits - you don't really have them, as any you may think you have are expected to be beaten with flying scores, either running the loop through Georgetown and Virginia or erging your ass off about 5 times in about 2.5 hours if you haven't been picked to be on the boat for the day, and at least 20 Exorcist stairs (as in running up them at top speed 20 times) if you've REALLY messed up.
I'm gonna go with Genkai on this one.
OW.
OWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOW HOLY SHIT I AM IN SUCH PAIN.
HOWEVER!
i went on the japanese trip today to the Hokusai exhibit, and that was pretty cool - i hung out with Rachel Hill during that, then we walked back up about four flights of stairs to the exit door. i swear to god the smithsonian museum is a ginormous set of stairs with a few pictures thrown in >< OWWWWIEEEE
oh, and then when we got to the place with the food, guess what was RIGHT behind the door when i walked in?
that's right, STAIRS. then at the top of those, turn right and there are a few more stairs! YIPPIE.
anyway, the food was absolutely INCREDIBLE. i got the hitokuchi pork cutlets, and there was also miso soup, a little salad when we first got there, tempura, DAIKON *LOVE*, dumplings, really yummy rice (which also wound up in my lap...^^') and green tea at the end. jon drank mine, though... ah well, i gave it to him anyway. and mengbo was taking pictures of me O_O (or at least my chest, as andrew said...><) and andrew was talking about how i love yaoi and they were like 'i can see it in her eyes...' and i was like 'i don't WATCH yaoi, i've never watched yaoi!' which to me is pretty obvious that even though i wasn't watching it, i got it in some other form (reading and writing it, that is... ;P) BUT oh well.
then we "split up" and walked around, winding up back at a 7-11 where andrew got me reese's cups!
on a completely different note, i think i may have a crush on Jon. And Mengbo.
uhhhhh
i'm polyamorous.
and bisexual.
SO!
that's a party.
on an even MORE completely different note, here's a poem/prose thingie i flashed down a few days ago.
Revelations
He makes me feel safe.
Like there’s no one else in the entire world but us.
I love him with all my heart, body, and soul; there’s nothing I can do about that and I don’t want it any other way.
It’s not my fault he’s not real.
Love works in mysterious ways; it does whatever it wants do.
Sometimes it’s a boy and a girl in high school
Sometimes two women who meet at a business meeting or a bar some rainy night
Sometimes two men who find each other browsing through the “beginner’s cooking” section at a Barnes-And-Noble bookstore.
It just so happens that in my particular case, it’s between myself and a man who has never, is not, nor ever will be existent in this world.
Pictures are all that I have, and dreams are all that I can wish for. When given the chance, I can fly away from who I am
Where I am
What I am
To go wherever I please - wherever he is.
And even though I can only have him in my dreams -
Isn’t that what dreams are for?
I love him.
There’s nothing I can do about that.
There’s nothing I want to do about that.
The show must go on.
Life must go on.
Goodnight.
whaddya think?