ramblings
I've been having crazy dreams lately. First the one about canoodling with Mr. Darcy, aka Colin Firth, and then last night I dreamt that April and I were sitting in my apartment in Kyoto talking (odd in and of itself in that I haven't seen April for a long ass time and my apartment was HUGE and not just 20 m square big. No, HUGE!) when suddenly these crazy ass ninja dudes leap/spin/tuck and roll through the window and start flinging their death stars and numchucks and all that. April springs out of her chair and busting out martial arts moves that a) I did not know she had and b) would have made that "Wax on, wax off" guy die with jealousy, April kicks the ninja people's asses but then goes psycho on me. I do not possess the crazy martial arts skills that April does (in the dream or in real life for that matter) but in my dream I was pretty kick ass as ducking and weaving and running like a little girl to dive into a cupboard where I mastered the lost art of whimpering pathetically hoping Ninja Nichols wouldn't find my hiding spot. Woke up panicked for a second, then remembered the dream and just started laughing. So excited to see what the next installment of dreams will bring me.
I watched Mona Lisa Smile yesterday. I actually really enjoyed it. Good thing, too, cause after Mom told me it was good and she wanted to watch it again when I went to rent it from Hollywood video they had a 3/$25 DVD buy so I got Lost in Translation, 2 Weeks Notice (shut up, I enjoy this movie so much), and then MLS. I almost got the last LoTR movie (the one where he goes away in the end) and might get it for Nathan cause there were 2 others, one Chinese movie and then I don't remember what other one I wanted, but we'll see.
Got very angry at some rather prejudiced remarks made by a friend's brother the other day. They said it as a funny story and all I said was "that's really not funny at all" and I wanted to tell him to shut the fuck up but I also didn't want to lecture this kid. He is 18 and I certainly am an ass quite a bit so I didn't want to be all hypocritical and judgemental of him and most of the time I think he's a good kid but this remark just made me really angry. Worsened only when my 2 other friends in the car almost started to laugh at the story and then later a remark made by one of the friends that was also really inappropriate. Still rather not angry exactly just really disappointed/sad/I don't know about the whole thing. Bah.
I'm ready to leave. But everytime I try to talk about it with my family, especially Mom, they just get all sad looking and I feel like I've hurt their feelings and it's not that I don't like it here cause I do but I just don't feel at home here anymore. I have a lot of fun and for the most part I'm pretty happy, but I just don't feel...I don't know. Blah.
Ooh, I need to get back to work. I'll post later when I have more interesting/upbeat things to post about.