In the year 2007 I resolve to:
Dedicate my life to making someone else's horribly miserable.

Get your resolution here.


Well. It's better than the first thirteen ones I got. Wear more black lingiere. Not strip for free anymore. Have at least one orgasm an hour. Start working on the street corner. What the hell. Number fourteen, lucky charm. ( Read more... )

I am loathe to admit that Tokyo was not what I had expected. It's larger, and busier, than in my wildest imaginations. I considered Sapporo to be bustling for the longest time, but that is nothing compared to... this. Learning how to get around the city will be difficult, at first, but I am certain that I will adapt soon enough. After all, if I can ( Read more... )

I swear, I'm alive!

I'm done with midterms, I'm caught up with all my work, and I'm even a little ahead of the game. It's great to finally be able to relax. I've even started sleeping pretty regularly.

Ino, call me sometime so we can make plans. I'll treat you to dinner some night or whatever.

I fell behind in my studies, which is why I've been suspiciously absent for the past week or so... I thought a check-in was in order; I don't particularly enjoy writing in this foolish thing, but it does pass the time and give me something to do besides stare at my ceiling when I try to take a nap ( Read more... )

ART SHOW NEWS!

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I hate writing papers in English for English about English. Not only was the topic exceptionally boring, but I'm not good at English. To put it more bluntly: I'm near failing my class. Ugh. That's where I've been most of the week, trying to both learn the material for the next test as well as get this paper up to a respectable grade. I don't think ( Read more... )

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I got back from talking with administration about having an art show for the school, and got the go ahead. It wouldn't be anything really fancy, just people's artwork displayed over the course of a few days, and people could come and go at their leisure ( Read more... )

A baby. I have to take care of a baby.

At least I can be thankful that I only have one baby, and that I am a "single parent". Dealing with a new roommate on top of this disaster would be a complete catastrophe. Urgh.

...It's crying again. Stupid, evil brat of a fake baby. I hate this.

So, the night's events took an unexpected turn. It seems like the situation warrants some sort of sarcastic comment, but for once, I find myself utterly speechless.

A meme, just for the hell of it. Call me curious.
Anonymous commenting is ON. What I want you to do is a post a confession in a comment. It can be about anything, even me, but you must ( Read more... )