I'm kind of disappointed I can't go to Nekocon this year.
I have SAT’s that Saturday :( I was only gonna go to because I was challenged to a karaoke contest by some chick who was in my Japanese 4 class. If there’s one thing I can completely and utterly DESTROY people in, its karaoke. I get real competitive with that. :D
My sister actually thinks its scary. I just had to turn off the hallway light because she was too scared to leave the safety of her well-lit room. I was gonna tell her that the people in the movie die when they’re alone in the “safety” of their well-lit rooms, but I figured she’d probably start crying.
I wish I had bought more :( I HAD $60. I STILL HAVE $40SOMETHING. D: I would have stayed longer but my older sister was experiencing culture shock; she had never seen so many Japanese people in one area. [: I’m going with someone who can handle it next year :D
Originally I was going to pretend that I couldn’t speak Japanese, but the cashiers had trouble switching back and forth between speaking English and Japanese because, so I just went ahead and spoke in Japanese to make it easier. It actually wasn’t intimidating at all; it almost felt like we were speaking English.
They told me I speak Japanese well…in Japanese :] I’m glad I didn’t waste those six years.
ELEVEN language books (there are some children’s books & kanji workbooks in that number)
Its not a spectacular list, but the stuff is piling on my desk :] & I got it all at a Japanese book fair!
Oh, & another thing: the Taco Bell on the ODU campus has bigger crunchwrap supremes. :o Usually, they’re about the size of your palm, probably a little bigger; the one I got today was the size of a frisbee.
sonnig replied to your post:Being 17 sucks right now.
I just highlight the reply, paste it into a text box, and submit it. I usually do that ;] Yeah, the whole “you have to be 18” was at the bottom. Ish. Your old face could have gone :( Dang, I wanna watch a scary movie now D:
You never realize how poor your English is until you re-read your posts on Facebook.
Its like I have my own language! I feel like I’ve created a new level of FOB-ery: The I’ve-been-here-my-entire-life-and-still-can’t-speak-English-properly level. That’s how disgustingly broken my English looks via Facebook.