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wFriday, April 30, 2004

feeling: embarrassed
listening to: Malice Mizer - Gekka no Yasoukyoku (Thinking Under Moon?)


Bit of update regarding my little BLOOD translating gig (see previous post): my translations went up this morning (Bacchus, Poison, and Kiss corners), and shortly thereafter I got another email from Kiwamu. He said he spoke to their translator, Lauren, over the past couple days and she claims she'll be back in action starting this week. Then he added that she says that pretty much every time she falls behind, and then ends up either running late again or just plain forgetting. Apparently she's forgotten 1 out of 3 of her weekly translation duties lately. Ok... I don't care how busy you are... how could anyone just FORGET this kind of thing? >.>; *has not been able to stop thinking about it since I was first asked to help*

So yeah. The regular translator returns this week. Oh well. It was a fun little ride. And Kiwamu also said the next time(s) Lauren forgets or falls behind or whatever, he'll contact me again, so who knows.

No, by the way, that's not why I'm 'feeling: embarrassed.' That would be because JIS was mean to me and forced me to accidentally double post on BLOOD's BBS just now. I hate when that happens. ><

So I was thinking this morning as I was going through my closet for a shirt to wear today. This quarter I've been in the habit of just being a total slacker on Tuesdays and Thursdays in terms of my clothes and appearance and stuff, but actually putting effort into making myself look presentable - or maybe even good (for me >.>) - on the other weekdays, especially Wednesdays and Fridays. I've always thought that was because I only have one class on the T-days, and two or more on the other days. But then I remembered that Friday is one of my two main dress-decent days, even though it only consists of one class for me. The shortest one of the week, no less.

Finally I realized that my slugness has nothing to do with how much class time I have in a day. What decides my appearance is my personal involvement in my schedule. Like, Tuesdays and Thursdays I have international studies class, which completely disagrees with me and soars clean over my head and arouses no interest in me at all. Doesn't help that the teacher is one of those stereotypical college professors who just stands in front of the class droning ooonn and oooooonnnnn and oooooooonnnnnnnn in that slow, monotone I'm-a-professor-and-I-know-everything-but-you-are-a-lowly-student-and-you-are-below-me voice for 2 hours. Tuesday of this week we had a grad student (or young, anyway) guest lecturer, and I swear she was able to make perfectly clear to me in one morning what the regular professor couldn't get me to understand in 2 or 3 weeks. So yeah. I go to that class looking like a complete slug because I don't want to be there. Whereas on Wednesdays and Fridays, I only have one class, which is only 45 minutes and consists of only 2 students, one myself, and a grad student teacher. But it's Japanese, and I am crazy about Japanese. And that's why I doll myself up about as much as... well, as much "dolling up" as I ever do... just to go to such a small, brief class.

Has anyone else noticed this? How you want to look your best to participate in things you're interested in, even if it's a tiny little unimportant affair, but it couldn't matter less how you look if you dislike what you're doing?

I quote Gackt: "Kore, sugoi hakken deshou? *everyone laughs*" >.>

Speaking of Japanese class, my Wedding Planner series on CDROM is now on loan to my Japanese teacher. She enjoys J-dramas. She's fun. :P

Also, yesterday I had a banana split with dinner. With strawberry cheesecake ice cream, caramel, fudge, and whipped cream. I was so stuffed I couldn't move for hours, but talk about a worthwhile sacrifice. I haven't had a banana split in years. Banana splits are good.

But I'm sad because most of the pictures in my little Matsu Takako image collection from my November '03 archive don't work anymore. T_T And those were the greatest pictures... *whimper*

(edit: just spent a couple hours going through every Matsu Takako gallery I could find and fixing all the broken links I could. still many missing, but I got a handful back, anyhow. and added some new ones. :P)