CONSPIRACY THEORY #20050803/4
http://politics.guardian.co.uk/conservatives/story/0,,1541671,00.html
unfuckinbelievable! and curry is a national dish my ass!
so i’m totally shocked, scared and bewildered by what someone had announced this morning. and it’s totally out of my hands, but it still affects me. what to do? i don’t know. i keep checking my inbox hoping it’s not true, but it remains empty. i wish i could change things, i wish i could make it better, but i can’t. i can’t really talk to anyone else about it, because it’s not something to be spread around. bleh! shitty shitty shitty.
i’ve been banned from my oven. i can’t use it because of course, ‘the house will get too hot!’ and they’ll have to turn on the a/c, ceiling fans and standing fans, not like they don’t already. so i’ve been munching through the bag of chocolate chips and they’ll be gone before the summer is over. damn! this house is freezing. and my mother wonders why i use another blanket. craziness i say! i must have inherited my mother’s southern japanese genes. but she hates summer now. hope i never get like that.
i want to go to japan. i miss it. my mother keeps telling me to go teach english there. i don’t want to teach english there. but at the same time, i don’t know what kind of job i can find there either. however, i’d like to become fluent and enough so that i can communicate with my parents properly. then we can actually have fights where i don’t walk away because i know we’re not going to get anywhere due to miscommunication. for now, i think i will look into taking language classes in either french or italian. it wouldn’t hurt my dismal job prospects. of course, i’ll need to find me a job to actually pay for all this… and i also want to take capo lessons with wayne-o. don’t worry, i haven’t forgotten. i just needs to make me some serious cash here!
hey arun! didja notice that there weren’t any obnoxious people near us when we went out for din-din tonight? wasn’t that great?! see, we often end up going to a resto and end up having loud and obnoxious people near us. i don’t know why. the first time was this lady who wouldn’t shut up about the film festival, her table manners were atrocious and she was LOUD! then there was another dude who spoke loudly and his voice was annoying. and i can go on and on. we can play the ‘what’s worse’ game. hahahaha.
i miss my friends in brighton. i’m actually kinda feeling a bit nostalgic for the city, the pier, and the beach… that never really had that sea breeze that you’d associate with salt water… VERY VERY strange. if anyone watches ‘little britain’ in the intro/theme song part, when they show ‘emily – the lady’ riding a bike along the coast, that’s what brighton beach is kinda like. except that it’s not sand, it’s rock.
well whatever, g'nite.
agent orange
