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feeling: *sigh*
listening to: rap blasting out of Hale Hall
Well, I just came from the best few days of my life. I didn't want to come back home after Fanime. And sure enough, ever since my return 6:00 Wednesday morning I've been tired and moody and in one of those almost-depression funks where anything can set me off. And being sleep deprived is only part of that, because I'm USED to never getting any sleep.
Actually what's killing me the most is being worried about BLOOD. They've had so many problems lately... the big transition with member changes, overworking themselves, and a lot of behind-the-scenes (managerial?) problems that I won't go into. All of their recent overseas lives have gone wrong for them one way or another (or in most cases more than one). Fanime really woke me up to it all, mostly because I hung out with Suz all weekend and she has very close connections to BLOOD and knows far more details than I ever will, and she shared some with me. Something behind the scenes is hurting them, making every one of their overseas appearances a disaster and destroying their reputation in the process.
It's funny... throughout Fanime all I could think about was what a blast I had. But since I came home, when I think about it, instead of remembering the fun I end up so worried about BLOOD's future I just about start crying. I don't know why exactly, because I barely know them, but I love Kiwamu, Kaede, and Fu-ki just like I would a bunch of brothers. It shouldn't concern me, but it does. I hate seeing them go through all these problems and abuse.
And to make matters worse, Mom just told me that half of 2 of my rolls of film and a slightly smaller percentage of the other 3 rolls did not turn out. Son of a fark!!! *throws things out the window* If the picture of me with BLOOD where Kiwamu rested his chin on my head didn't come out, something will BURN. And if my one of Kaede holding his roses didn't come out, MANY things will burn. That was the best freaking photo in the history of the planet.
*sigh* Where's Kaede when I need a hug? He gives the best hugs. I know this through personal experience.
Anyway... I just came from the DEALL Language Festival, which will make this my third annual Lang Fest Blog. Each year gets less cool. Today was quite boring, mostly because Kashiwagi-sensei wasn't there. -_- I guess it was amusing to watch the first and second year Japanese students struggle through the interpretation shootout. I sat there thinking 'you idiot! you should know what that means!' and then finally remembered that I was in their exact same position once. Twice actually. And now I'm the upperclassman watching all of them struggle with the simplest possible Japanese utterances. It was pretty surreal.
Then at the end I ate pizza with Murazumi-sensei, my tutorial instructor this quarter, and Terada-sensei, my uber cute TA from last quarter... talked a little and stuff. Then I went to talk to Kuwai-sensei about the exit exam I have to take next week, and HOLY CRAP, that woman is genki. Especially considering she must be at least in her 40s. I've never seen anyone so bouncy and hyper and waaaaaaiii. Like, I asked her about the exam, and she thought about it for a second, then said to email her about it... then she suddenly squeaks in Japanese "Your hair's changed, hasn't it?!" and went on about that for a while. >.O I couldn't believe she even remembered who I was, let alone remembered my face well enough to notice that the part in my hair moved from the middle to the side. I've only met her, like, twice in the past. Anyway, then after my hair she went on to squee over how "pretty" my shirt was. It's a cropped white tee with a big grey Adidas logo in the middle against a red and grey background. *shrug* My lord, that woman is chipper.
I guess I should post some kind of review of Fanime since I was so hyped about it for so long and had the most awesome few days of my life there... but lately it seems thinking about it makes me depressed. So forget it. If you're really interested in the down 'n dirty, find my Livejournal. Because if you're reading this and you know me, you either know where it is or have the necessary info to look it up. But yeah, if you're interested, I have day-by-day reviews posted there. But I wrote each one at the end of its respective day while all the memories and emotions were still fresh in my mind, so it's all EXTREMELY fangirlish and hyper. Don't say I didn't warn you.
Oh, I also went to Bento Go Go today. Little Japanese restaurant type place up the road from me. Ate with Murazumi-sensei and Stauffenger-san, the other student who took the 4th-year tutorial session... kind of in celebration of the last day of class and the end of the quarter/year. Terada-sensei ended up joining us too since she was walking by there on her way back from Chipotle, so that was cool. Good time. But good lord, talk about a LOT of food. They gave me my shrimp tempura udon in a freaking crock pot, I swear. I only ate about half of it. Really good food, though. I'd go there again.
Counting today, I have... 6 days to write a minimum of 27 pages worth of papers. And I haven't started any of them. Life is great. Did I mention I'm depressed this week?
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 6/04/2004 06:51:00 PM
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