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return of the fanny pack
mood: x___X
listening to: japanese cooking
gaijin count: 68
So today I went to the conbini TWICE! during school. One during the 10 minute break, and one to buy myself a little snacky-lunch, since I'm starting to get sick of the whole leftover thing. But let's try to stray away from that. Since ye makeur...eusette is right behind moi.
Anyways, during lunch today my friends (yay!) once again gathered in room 4. Happy, happy, joy, joy. Well, until I see the Silent Creeper, creeping around as usual. I turned around, and of course I was caught off guard. I need to get some sort of Creeper Sense like Az's Kancho Sense or something, because people like him (him ESPECIALLY) need to be avoided. At all costs.
Anyway, before I could regain my stance, he (of course) began talking to me. You see, Flaming Red had gotten this Pepsi at the conbini a few minutes prior, and since Star Wars Episode III still hasn't come out yet here (7/9) there are still a lot of advertisements and promotions and such. Anyway, there was this little thingy attached to the Pepsi. It was a bottle cap that had different Star Wars characters on it. I told Flaming Red that I wanted it badly, so she gave it to me. I mean, she didn't care. She had the monkey with the gun anyways. So when I opened it, I nearly had a heart attack. It was HAN!! So I was obsessing over this little bottle cap when You-Know-Who creeps up with his little obento and is like (in his creepy-ass voice) "So you got a Han Solo Hat?" and I'm like (in my head) "HOLY MOTHER. What do I DO!?! I mean, I can't talk to him, yet he blatantly asked me a question. I could just ignore it, but...why do so when I could make him feel like an idiot somehow instead?" On the outside I said "I don't know what you're talking about. I have a Han Solo CAP...but not a hat." But since Herberto was examining it, I didn't show it to him. Besides, I had to focus on eating my little conbini lunch. And also on throwing out my obento.
Then, while I was talking with Hot Japanese One and Cool Italian Guy (silmultaniously...I'm SO good) Fanny Pack starts rummaging through all of my stuff. Like my obento that I had opened to see what was inside, and my other stuff I had scattered on my desk. It was really annoying. I hate that creepy man. Then he started asking me if he could eat my obento. Or at least some of it. I was like, in my head "Why not?" I told him out loud that I hated leftovers (big mistake), so he could have 'em if he so dared. He picked it up and was like, "this isn't so bad." Then he started talking to me about leftovers, and why I hated them (UGH! HE'S SO ANNOYING!! CAN HE NOT TELL EVERYONE HATES HIM!?!?). Then when he was done rummaging through my obento, he gave it back to me and was like "I'm not touching the egg." In his creepy and annoying and in this moment semi-rude voice. o.O; Idiot.
Then he got his creepy ass off the teacher's chair and moved over to a table with flash cards on it. We were "learning" adjectives today (don't even get me STARTED on how frustrating this fucking class is again) so the cards had like, you know, a cup of tea that was "hot" and a glass of water that was "cold" and like a hard test and an easy test...so on and so forth. He started saying like "Oh, you're learning adjectives?" and I was like "Yeah. It's really lame, since practically everyone in the class knows them already." Which is true, since pratically everyone does. Well, except Mexican Man. But that's besides the point. Then Fanny Pack went on about how, oh, "I don't understand why you're not in C class" and "this is really easy" and on and on, basically rubbing it in that we were learning this crap and he was in C class and I wasn't. The asshole. One of these days I'm gonna bitchslap him all the way to Paris. Maybe he can get a job singing his fucking operas there.
Finally he left as mysteriously as he came. Hot Japanese One shared my relief. So did everyone else in the room practically. But soon lunch was over, and we had to continue being lectured about adjectives by JAAAAAAAAAA-Sensei, whom I was sort of beginning to like better. She does speak English the best out of my 3 teachers. But Airheaded-But-Nice&Cute is still the best.
OH YEAH! Today before school started, I was hanging in another classroom with some peeps, and Seamus happened to be there. I noticed that he had the Strong Bad shirt with the "Your Head A Splode" on it. Before I could stop myself, I commented on his shirt. Instantly afterwards I inwardly was hitting myself on the head while saying "DOI DOI DOI!" repeatedly. Giving Seamus attention points was NOT part of the plan of getting him not to like me. CRAP. So then Seamus started being his semi-lame and annoying self by quoting Strong Bad and whatnot...ugh. I think the reason why he's always acting lame is because since he likes me he always is saying stupid things. I know that happens when I'm around Hot Japanese One. Or, for the matter, anyone who I like and want them to be my friend, at the least. I always say the wrong things. This is another reason why I think Seamus likes me. But whatever. No longer will he be getting comments from me, no matter how many cool shirts he wears. For he will never be cool.
I always feel Seamus STARING at me during class. You know that feeling when you can just tell that someone is staring at you? Well multiply that feeling times 5 frickin' hours. This morning he pretty much followed me and HAL to the conbini. It was so awkward...
Anyways, today after school, HAL and I once again complained. This time to JAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-Sensei. We once again reiterated our frustration with the easiness of the class. Once again we were given lame excuses. I mean, I can see it's hard for them to accomodate...but UGH! I'm here to LEARN for the love of PETE!! I don't see anything positive really coming from our little chat with JAAAAAAAAAAAAA-Sensei. My liking points sort of fell after that. Although she is better than Old-And-Annoying-Sensei. >。>
After our little chat, I went out with the group I went out with yesterday, minus BeBe. We walked over to the billiards (ololololol...ok, it's like a recreational building. We went to the pool floor) because LORNE was going to face of with the Obnoxious Italian Extraordinaire. Unfortunately, he lost. CRAPO. However, after that we went down to the purikura or pirikura whatever level, and took some shotz. XD Some of them came out OK, but since I wasn't decorating them, people wrote curse words all over them XD ololol. But they were still cool. Then we went to go pick up Hot Japanese One from his class, and proceeded from there to McDonalds, because we were all starving. I had, once again, a double cheese burger with fries and a coke. (muahaha, dinner number 1! XDD) I shared the fries with Hot Japanese One!!! ^____^ that made me happy. We talked too. About many things, such as his whole acne treatment thing. He apparently has bad acne, but since he takes good care of his skin and has all of these perscriptions, it isn't that bad. XDD
After McDonalds, we sorta split up. Hot Japanese One wanted to go to Tower Records in Pass'e Bazar. I had never been, so I tagged along. (SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!) The others left to go home. We hung out there for a while, and then made our way back to the Subway, since we both take the Higashiyama Line. However, he got off at Fushimi, the first stop away from Nagoya. ;-; I get off 8 stops or so from Nagoya.
Anyways, that was my day! I got back home, went online and blogged a bit (I'm editing again since I ran out of time, since I had to have dinner). The HostFam rented The Incredibles (called Mr. Incredible here. o.O; Hmph. The blasphemers.) Rei wanted to watch it in Japanese. Even MORE blasphemous. You cannot watch Pixar (especially The Incredibles) in Japanese! Or any other language for that matter!! Only ENGLISH I TELL YOU! Lol. Oh well.
I have been ever so kind as to upload some photos for you. They will be in a separate post after this.
So until then~!
-Erin
Tower Records was really cool, and I saw so many things that I wanted. Hot Japanese One
location: Nagoya, Japan
blurb: I'm an American High School girl spending 6 weeks in Nagoya, Japan.
Yes, I know Tokyo Tower isn't in Nagoya, but since I've never been to Nagoya before
(stopping briefly at the train station doesn't count, OK??) I couldn't find any
good pictures that represent it well. Which brings me to my point: I'm a newbie to Nagoya.
(thus the name, nagoya n00b. am I not the cleverest person you've ever met?) Anyways, bear
with me people. This is going to be a long six weeks!
going: June 22, 2005
returning: August 7th, 2005
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