Sunday, 10/15/06

This weekend was again, the fun high impact action filled roller coaster thrill ride it always is. Actually before you get your hopes up that was sarcasim. I only even saw my friends once and then spent most of the weekend eatting, doing work, or hanging out up in my room. Friday I was totally bummed and a freaking witch to top it off. Class got out for most of us at 5:20, which is way to late for a Friday, especially when I fell asleep in class. It was architecture and I didn't fart or snore or anything horrible, I just nodded off and woke up with a jolt seconds later when my pen hit my paper and I drew a huge freaking line across my notes. I looked stupid, but the lights were off and everyone else naps or reads anyway so I guess it wasn't bad. Regardless after that adernaline rush of excitement, I wandered outside to wait for Maria since we'd planned to go back to the bar this week to, but promised we'd only drink two beers. Pinkie swear and everything. We weren't feeling up for it earlier so the other plan was that I was going back to the seminar house and going to fix her new iPod (her music that she ripped from her CDs in Spain via Windows Media Player wouldn't let her import them into iTunes because it was "protected", I did it with my iPod so I was going to see what was up). Actually one thing I didn't even think of was the language issue, I have no idea how I would do it if it was in Catalian (she doesn't even use Spanish, it's ANOTHER rare Romance language). Anyway, she saw me and said she had to talk to someone, stood me up and then I got messages from her later saying that she'd gone on a date with this boy from Mexico. Can't blame her, I just wish I'd known so I could've made new plans. Instead I got thrown into a group with Drew, Nadia, Doug and Charlene (girl from UF that I don't know) who were going to do Karaoke in Hirakata-shi. This involved Drew and Doug taking a bus while Charlene, Nadia and I biked to the otherside of campus to Charlene's homestay so she could ask if she could go (because she doesn't have a cellphone, which is dumb. I live by the darn thing, it makes everyone so less stressed, your host folks know where you are and you can tell them what's up and not feel like a bastard, sorry I'm ranting.) Then we had to bike to Hirakata Station, so lots of biking, I hadn't eatten all day and I was just flat out grumpy. By the time we got there I was just about a crabby as you can get. I snapped at Drew and finally had to realize how much of a pain I was being and apologized. Then we went to the Conbini (convience store) and got some food. All was right with the world. Then we did karaoke and things went horribly, horribly wrong.

Like I mentioned it was a bunch of girls and one guy and sadly we made him suffer since most of the songs we thought everyone would know where very very girly. Yes, there was Cher's "Believe", with Lion King's "Hanuna Matada", something from the Little Mermaid, "Girl's just want to have fun", and many others. Poor Doug. We did help him through a Metallica and a System of a Down song, so it's cool. It was a lot of fun, I'm glad I got the stick out of my rear end early and had fun.

Saturday I planned to hang out at the hostfamily house. I had to leave once to get my bike at Hirakata (I took the train back on Friday night to save some time). Aside from that, nothing. Sunday I was supposed to visit Riho's family, but she emailed me Saturday afternoon on my phone to let me know we couldn't go because she had a job interview on Sunday and didn't find out until JUST then. That made me sad, but she emailed me later to see if I wanted to have dinner at her apartment this weekend, I haven't gotten back to her, but yeah I'll go.

Right now I'm in an Udon coma. I didn't know these existed but that udon (Japanese noodles) is hitting me like a ton of bricks even though I finished eatting them two hours ago. My hostfamily took me out to anUdon place and at first I didn't know how to order and I wussed out and ended up just going with Kitsune Udon, it's good and I know I'll eat it. I wasn't all that hungry and the picture looked small so I figured I was good. Then my host mom lets me know I should come here with my friends because when you just get udon (like I did) they automattically make it a double for the same price. ;____; here's the food as it showed up:



Seriously, that's large enough to KILL a man. Of course due to my relationship and lack of being able to communicate with my host family I ate the whole thing because, that's just what you do when people you don't know so well buy you things. Regardless of how much it hurts you eat the tofu and LIKE it. Hence, why I'm passed out on my floor typing this and unable to move. I don't even want to think about dinner. Oh God, that's only a few hours away. Whimper.