meのつもり

Monday, January 29, 2007

あけおめ!

お久しぶり!
書けなくなった。なんでだろう。上達出来てないのは恥ずかしいからです!(汗)
日本語も。仕事も。恋愛も?(笑)
う~ん。。最近、頑張ってます!
12月に、日本語能力試験やってみました。結果はまだまだ。60%以上だったらセーフなんで自信持っててOK!!って思われない。。
仕事面では、去年、待ちわびた出世出来て大忙し。
てか、この私で大丈夫なの??って最初に思ってて心配だったんです。
やってみないとわからないことたくさんあるから、がんばっていっぱい失敗して上手になってやるッ!
で、うまくいってる!毎日職場に着いてからテンション高くてバタバタしてしまう。。帰ってきたら倒れそう。。なのに、やっと充実してるのは嬉しいです!

でもー今の仕事では、このレベルが1番高いー 
つまり、これから出世は出来ないー
来年別の仕事やってみたいけれど、いったい何がいい?!
って今悩んでます。。

Sunday, August 27, 2006

The number one cause of your being stupid is your stupid mouth

http://uncyclopedia.org/wiki/Don%27t_be_Stupid

Wednesday, August 23, 2006

Me and my big, hard, throbbing..mouth?

My mouth gets me into a lot of trouble. Really, it's nothing to do with me. It's a whole independent operation. But whatever I say, surely it can't deserve the punishment I received tomight. Well, maybe a little, but I still take no responsibilty.

My (platonic, male) friend was coming to visit for the weekend. We were mailing each other, arranging when he was arriving, how much we were going to embarrass ourselves in public, and where he was going to stay. Being the nice, loving, big hearted friend that I am (stop snickering in the back) I said I'd let him crash on the floor, as long as he promised not to sneak a feel in the night. I also assured him I'd keep my hands to myself.

However.

He seemed to get a little carried away with this. Weird.

*insert Wayne's World style wobbly screen, flashback* Just the other day I thought it would be a great idea to send what could be vaguely described as gravia shots of my rack to the boyf. His reaction? "Were you drunk?" fell slightly short of the "Sexy rack!" I was expecting.*end flashback*

Obviously, rather than emailing him my nudity, I should have just written "never touch me, ever, and I don't wanna touch you either, urg, gay!"

Why? Well, remember above mentioned, carried-away-by-me-saying-I'd-keep-my hands-to-myself platonic friend? Next thing I know, he's mailed me to tell me parts of him are getting big, and he's gonna have to deal with it. Now, knowing his sense of humour is as twisted as mine, I just took it that he was joking and told him to go to bed. Then, he calls, and without even bothering to buy me dinner or complement the rack, comes.

I've been doing dating all wrong it seems.
Sexy pictures=no reaction
Telling guys the thought of touching them makes you phsyically ill=literally exploding with excitement.

Tuesday, August 15, 2006

Just because you pick people up in a cheap Italian restaurant, doesn't mean you can't be friends for life.

I have problems with meeting people. Is it lack of opportunity, or lack of inclination?
I can't help feeling that even if my social circle expanded rapidly, like, for example, the funnest people in the world came and partied in my house and demanded my friendship, I'd be the geek locked in the toilet eating all the pickles.

"Friends" I love. "Acquaintances" I could do without. I mean, look how difficult that word is to spell. That's got to tell you something. The kind of people who only call you when they want something. Like, "I need my hair cut but I'm all alone in a foreign country and I can't be arsed to speak the language. We've only met once, but will you waste 4 hours of your life coming with me?" "Sure! If you can tell me why I don't eat cucumbers, or 3 reasons why I love Harrison Ford but we can never marry.."

Or the kind of people who email you after a long seperation to bitch about your choice of (ex) boyfriend and then set out a list of demands, completely lacking in the essential "please" or "thank you" or even a "do this for me and I'll retract the above comment about your (ex) boyfriend. Trust me, I've met your ex('s) and you have waay more to be worried about. And no, I bloody won't.

On the other hand, people who you randomly meet in a cheap restaurant because you're intrigued by their goofy smile and who despite not knowing you give you an amazing day out (no touching) are the kind of people you need in your life.

That, and HLPs.
And people who love you for all the things you can't change.
People who think you're more fun than High School Baseball.
And people who make you want to make them smile forever.

Tuesday, May 23, 2006

1 year?! Holy cow..

ちょうど一年前、このブログはじめました。
信じられない!!
日本語全く上達してない~~!
>_<;  
でもこれからも頑張ろよ!

Just for Takoyaki-san!



Just for Takoyaki-san and Mini Takoyaki-chan!
Enjoy the cuteness, and best of luck over the next few months!

Happy Birthday, Heterosexual Life Partner!

Do you have a Heterosexual Life Partner? I'm sure you do.. I couldn't imagine life without mine. You know who they are are if you have them. Not just a drinking partner, but a hangover cure. The person who understands your sense of humour when all others have given up and hit you with a large plank of wood. The person who deals with you best when you're stressed - often by doing impressions of your "Rage Face" at you till you can't help laughing. The person who knows all your faults and loves you anyway. You meet them and just know you're going to be friends with them your whole life. In a completely heterosexual way, of course.

The best thing about an HLP is their complete and brutal honesty. Want to know if your ass looks fat in those jeans? Look for your HLP..they're the ones quickly knocking up a sign saying "Wide Load Passing". Want to know if your new boy/girlfriend makes the grade? See how long it is before your HLP sets fire to their hair.

An average conversation with my HLP runs something like this..

Me "I had a pretty weird night last night."
HLP "Really? I thought you were with me all night.."
Me "Yeah..but when you were talking to Donut (sexy female friend of ours) I had a really strange thing happen.."
HLP "You realised you were gay and burning with jealousy becaue she was talking to me and not you?"
Me "Yes, that's exactly it. Does that bother you?"
HLP "No, you homo."

or

Me to HLP, or HLP to me on any random day

"Damn, your life sucks. I'd hate to be you."

And on such nuggets of anger and cynicism are the best friendships born. When she leaves Japan, I will be lost. :(

And I'll finish with my boyfriend and his HLP's conversation.

Boyf "Me and Theodore, we love each other"
Boys HLP, Theo "Yeah, he's the best. I love him. But not in a gay way, ok? Never even seen his penis. He might not even have one. But if he did, it would be the best penis in the world!"

awwwwww!

and, equally, ewww.

Happy Birthday Sara! Love you to bits!!

(no touching)

Monday, May 15, 2006

Making Mondays bearable..


is 山P. I'm still housebound, so I took the time to work out how to upload photos. OK, so it's not rocket science..*smacks own forehead*

ちなみに、just the other day I was talking to a (n English) friend, who confessed to me, "Y'know, I just don't get Japanese guys. I mean, I don't find them so attractive.." I was intrigued. You see, I have trouble walking down the street most days..usual sequence,

*walks down road, enjoying sunshine. Catches sight of hot guy. Walks headfirst into lampost*
repeat throughout day. And I live in a pretty small town, which does make me wonder if I'm too easily pleased. Anyway, I digress. Back to the point, if I can show my friend the hotness that makes me fall over every day, I'll be happy. Hence YamaP.

And,


Gintama's Gintoki. Ok, ok, so he's not real, but sometimes that's an advantage.

Sunday, May 14, 2006

Update, damn you!

The sexy Fobster just doesn't update enough for my liking. If I never find out what happened after the gay moment then the morphing, I fear I may go crazy. Visit, and see if he doesn't turn you ambiguously gay too..

http://ghetto-fobulous.blogspot.com/

置き去りにされた?!

ほんとに、ア然とした。 笑えるぐらい悲しかった。
「わけわからない」っていう言葉も足らない。。

仕事が始まる前に、近くにある病院に行って。。(もしろん、歩いていった。 痛くて、普通に2分の距離が、その日、15分かかった。) お医者さんとの診察が終わって、 「とりあえず仕事休んでください」って言われた。 診察室を出って、会社の方が私を待っていた。 「あ!Nat! 支払いが終わったら、私、会社までおくってあげるわ!」っていってくれた。 やさしい~!と思ってたけど、状態の説明しようとしたら、(つまり、仕事休まなきゃいけない) すぐ。。なんか。。違和感になってしまった。 

「そっか」 仕事の方は行った。で、出ていった。
(ちなみに、仕事も私の家も病院から2分。。全く同じです。) 

私、どうやって帰るの?? 会社まではおくってくれるけど、傷がひどすぎ、仕事できないなら、まあ、自分で帰れ!てわけ?? 会社の方の優しさにいつもありがたいけど、それは。。私の立場わかってくれないの?その傷は別に重手じゃない、でも、ほんとに怖いですよ。家族から離れて、お医者さんの言葉ちゃんとわからないこともあったし、怖くて仕方ない。 

それにしても。自分で、泣きながら、歩いて帰った。