July 14, 2008
Seriously, boys are confusing. Fun...but confusing. Gosh...I don't even know where to begin.
I guess I should start with Kareem and me. I suppose it wouldn't be all that surprising if we were to start dating again, but no, that's completely out of the question. Things are going well for now. Kareem has finally gotten his A game back (lol). I introduced him to two girls I met here at Waseda (both helped organize this Friday 'Nite' Party that was a mixer designed to bring international and local Japanese students together to mingle). One chick is uber elegant and classy, and the other one is really hip, funky, and cool. And I managed to land Kareem the role of DJ for this "party", so he was rocking that whole image. It was great. He's gotten the phone numbers of a bunch of other girls -- he even gave his number to the girl who worked at the shoe store in Harajuku. I bought this pair of really high, kind of slinky black strappy heels. I tried to linger long enough for them to have a decent conversation, but not until I was paying did she finally ask if I was Kareem's girlfriend so that we could both firmly deny it. I think she looked rather relieved and even more eager than before to take us out clubbing in Shibuya. He met another girl at kendo (which he's taken up and is apparently rather good), and she seems to be really into him. He's luring her to his room this following Sunday. Lol, I'm making him seem like such a player. As you know, he's really not -- just really friendly and outgoing. But I've been playing the part of "wing girl" and thoroughly enjoying it besides. He seems happy, although he said he'd be happier if we were still dating; I think that's just because he likes to be in a secure relationship. Meh. Just rambling.
Oh right, my love life...Hmm...
Well, bad(-ish?) news first. There's this one guy...My friend met him this past year and has been interested in him ever since, so she called dibs on him a few weeks ago. I'm okay with it, but it's been rather difficult, since I got interested in him before I realized she already liked him. He's not, like, the best guy ever, but he's decent. (Turning out to be more of a dork than I had thought though, so I dunno...) Friday night, the two of us hung out after the "party" and watched anime in Kareem's room (with Kareem), and then he said he had to leave (after having gotten some sort of correspondence on his phone). I figured it was her inviting him over, but I played dumb and voiced the assumption that his homestay family wanted him back home. He murmured some sort of agreement, and we spent about 20 minutes together walking before he had to turn off to go to his train station. This was at about 10:30pm.
At a quarter past midnight, I get a phone call from him, and he asks me for my friend's room number because he can't remember it and doesn't want to knock on the wrong door. He's already tried calling her, but she isn't answering. I don't know her room number, so he asks if I could please try calling her, maybe? Now, you need to know that the day before (Thursday), I had told him that I liked him and was genuinely interested in pursuing something (not sure what) but was holding back because she had known him first and therefore(?) liked him for longer. And his response? "I'll keep that in mind." (This was all handwritten notes, because I had invited him to come sit in on the corporate governance lecture that I was sitting in on.) So yeah, he called me to ask for the room number of my friend - with whom he's already hooked up - so that he can spend the night in her room. Awkward much? Yeah, I think so.
I try calling her and don't get a response. There were a million awkward turtles awkward-ing around. I send her an e-mail to the effect of, "Please call him. I don't know why I'm helping you two get together when I like him and he knows I like him, but whatever. Call him." I call him back to see if he's had any luck, but no. I try to be as helpful as possible even though I'm rather hurt by how everything has turned out; I even suggest that he go to the lobby, because there's usually a list of people's names and room numbers in the lobby of most apartment buildings. Meh. He sends me a text at quarter to 1, and it only says, "daijoubu," which basically means "don't worry. i'm fine." At this point, I've been venting to Alessandro for half an hour, because he pressured me into telling him. I didn't want to, because I don't really like dumping my troubles on other people. But it did kind of help. So he was getting all indignant on my behalf, and I was already upset, so I texted the dude back saying that I was glad everything was alright and thanking him for letting me know but telling him that he was kind of a dick for having called me so late about such a thing. And he calls me back to ask if I was serious, and that if I was, then he was really sorry, but blahblah his train home had stopped running due to accidents on both ends of the track, and so he found himself stuck in the city, which was closer to her than to his home, so he made his way over there, but couldn't remember her room number, so he had to call me. I did start crying at some point, but by then, I was more frustrated than upset. Blah. And freaking tired...I mean, I was just a teensy, weensy bit highstrung from having helped set up and then helping to run and then finally cleaning up the "party" for a total of 5 hours or so.
The good(-ish?) news is that there's this other guy, a BC kid, who's been kind of sort of really flirting with me, but he has a girlfriend back home, and they've been dating for quite a while. Plus, this guy is way cuter and less dorky than the first dude. Hmm... At any rate, he's cool, and I plan on heading over to BC to hang out with him this coming year, or maybe dragging him to Harvard for some fun. We'll see.
Other than that, Japanese guys are really effeminate, so I haven't really be majorly attracted to any of the locals. =_=
I'm now starting the last week of my five-week stint at Waseda University. Hopefully, I can start and finish my report and powerpoint in time for my presentation on Friday afternoon. It's going to be a fun four days. Starting next week, I'll be working for three weeks at a company in Akihabara, Tokyo -- also known as Electric Town. It's supposedly a company that runs corporate management classes, but who knows what I'll be doing there? I'm planning on winging it (lol), unless they give me more information when I visit them on Wednesday.
Sorry for the dearth of useful information, but now you know at least a little bit of how I've been doing. I'm sooo bad at extracting key details and leaving out the fluff. Hopefully, you were at least a little entertained by my tales of woe. >_<
I'll write more on what else has been going on the last four weeks when I have time. I posted this because I typed most of it up in an e-mail to Eleanor. Otherwise, I wouldn't have bothered typing all this just to post it on LJ.
I guess I should start with Kareem and me. I suppose it wouldn't be all that surprising if we were to start dating again, but no, that's completely out of the question. Things are going well for now. Kareem has finally gotten his A game back (lol). I introduced him to two girls I met here at Waseda (both helped organize this Friday 'Nite' Party that was a mixer designed to bring international and local Japanese students together to mingle). One chick is uber elegant and classy, and the other one is really hip, funky, and cool. And I managed to land Kareem the role of DJ for this "party", so he was rocking that whole image. It was great. He's gotten the phone numbers of a bunch of other girls -- he even gave his number to the girl who worked at the shoe store in Harajuku. I bought this pair of really high, kind of slinky black strappy heels. I tried to linger long enough for them to have a decent conversation, but not until I was paying did she finally ask if I was Kareem's girlfriend so that we could both firmly deny it. I think she looked rather relieved and even more eager than before to take us out clubbing in Shibuya. He met another girl at kendo (which he's taken up and is apparently rather good), and she seems to be really into him. He's luring her to his room this following Sunday. Lol, I'm making him seem like such a player. As you know, he's really not -- just really friendly and outgoing. But I've been playing the part of "wing girl" and thoroughly enjoying it besides. He seems happy, although he said he'd be happier if we were still dating; I think that's just because he likes to be in a secure relationship. Meh. Just rambling.
Oh right, my love life...Hmm...
Well, bad(-ish?) news first. There's this one guy...My friend met him this past year and has been interested in him ever since, so she called dibs on him a few weeks ago. I'm okay with it, but it's been rather difficult, since I got interested in him before I realized she already liked him. He's not, like, the best guy ever, but he's decent. (Turning out to be more of a dork than I had thought though, so I dunno...) Friday night, the two of us hung out after the "party" and watched anime in Kareem's room (with Kareem), and then he said he had to leave (after having gotten some sort of correspondence on his phone). I figured it was her inviting him over, but I played dumb and voiced the assumption that his homestay family wanted him back home. He murmured some sort of agreement, and we spent about 20 minutes together walking before he had to turn off to go to his train station. This was at about 10:30pm.
At a quarter past midnight, I get a phone call from him, and he asks me for my friend's room number because he can't remember it and doesn't want to knock on the wrong door. He's already tried calling her, but she isn't answering. I don't know her room number, so he asks if I could please try calling her, maybe? Now, you need to know that the day before (Thursday), I had told him that I liked him and was genuinely interested in pursuing something (not sure what) but was holding back because she had known him first and therefore(?) liked him for longer. And his response? "I'll keep that in mind." (This was all handwritten notes, because I had invited him to come sit in on the corporate governance lecture that I was sitting in on.) So yeah, he called me to ask for the room number of my friend - with whom he's already hooked up - so that he can spend the night in her room. Awkward much? Yeah, I think so.
I try calling her and don't get a response. There were a million awkward turtles awkward-ing around. I send her an e-mail to the effect of, "Please call him. I don't know why I'm helping you two get together when I like him and he knows I like him, but whatever. Call him." I call him back to see if he's had any luck, but no. I try to be as helpful as possible even though I'm rather hurt by how everything has turned out; I even suggest that he go to the lobby, because there's usually a list of people's names and room numbers in the lobby of most apartment buildings. Meh. He sends me a text at quarter to 1, and it only says, "daijoubu," which basically means "don't worry. i'm fine." At this point, I've been venting to Alessandro for half an hour, because he pressured me into telling him. I didn't want to, because I don't really like dumping my troubles on other people. But it did kind of help. So he was getting all indignant on my behalf, and I was already upset, so I texted the dude back saying that I was glad everything was alright and thanking him for letting me know but telling him that he was kind of a dick for having called me so late about such a thing. And he calls me back to ask if I was serious, and that if I was, then he was really sorry, but blahblah his train home had stopped running due to accidents on both ends of the track, and so he found himself stuck in the city, which was closer to her than to his home, so he made his way over there, but couldn't remember her room number, so he had to call me. I did start crying at some point, but by then, I was more frustrated than upset. Blah. And freaking tired...I mean, I was just a teensy, weensy bit highstrung from having helped set up and then helping to run and then finally cleaning up the "party" for a total of 5 hours or so.
The good(-ish?) news is that there's this other guy, a BC kid, who's been kind of sort of really flirting with me, but he has a girlfriend back home, and they've been dating for quite a while. Plus, this guy is way cuter and less dorky than the first dude. Hmm... At any rate, he's cool, and I plan on heading over to BC to hang out with him this coming year, or maybe dragging him to Harvard for some fun. We'll see.
Other than that, Japanese guys are really effeminate, so I haven't really be majorly attracted to any of the locals. =_=
I'm now starting the last week of my five-week stint at Waseda University. Hopefully, I can start and finish my report and powerpoint in time for my presentation on Friday afternoon. It's going to be a fun four days. Starting next week, I'll be working for three weeks at a company in Akihabara, Tokyo -- also known as Electric Town. It's supposedly a company that runs corporate management classes, but who knows what I'll be doing there? I'm planning on winging it (lol), unless they give me more information when I visit them on Wednesday.
Sorry for the dearth of useful information, but now you know at least a little bit of how I've been doing. I'm sooo bad at extracting key details and leaving out the fluff. Hopefully, you were at least a little entertained by my tales of woe. >_<
I'll write more on what else has been going on the last four weeks when I have time. I posted this because I typed most of it up in an e-mail to Eleanor. Otherwise, I wouldn't have bothered typing all this just to post it on LJ.