"You can never find the right person if you can never let go of the wrong...
But at the same moment you feel like letting go...
You remember why you held on for so long.
Sometimes you have to forget what you want...
And remember what you deserve."

I'm having a bit of trouble... still...

WHOA TWILIGHT!!!

Jesus fucking christ, this is going to be one hell of a movie...
Make sure you let the video load for about 5 minutes so you get the entire preview!!!


Twilight HD Exclusive Trailer

WOW long break...

So it's been almost a month since my last post. "Why?" you may ask. It's because I have almost no time for computer stuff. College life is busy.

I like it though. It's nice to take care of myself... wait a sec, I was doing that before. It's nice to not have people nagging at me all the time? That's more like it.

I'm having some inner conflicts right now though... it seems that all I can think about is getting attention... and mostly from guys. I'm trying to understand it. I think it's just part of me to want that kind of attention. I'm not sure.

In other news. Stephanie Meyer's series of books, Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse, and Breaking Dawn... best series ever. Vampires... sexy, delicious vampires. So romantic and action filled. So amazing.

So turns out, I'm terrible at tennis. I got into a tennis class, 8am on Mondays and Wednesdays. I'm just plain awful at it. That doesn't mean I don't have fun. I do. But I'm just sooo bad at it.

Japanese class is really fun and the teacher is really funny. I'm getting an A+ in the class... I hope it raises my GPA a lot, cuz music theory is bringing it down. Yes, the music major is having trouble in music theory. But I'm getting better at it. The teacher is just sooo dull... which makes it harder to pay attention.

The people in my suite and program are really nice. I like just about everyone. It's been really fun hanging out with people, so far. I hope I can keep up with my Arts Initiative stuff though. We're supposed to do one thing artsy a week, and so far I haven't had time for anything. Which sucks for me, basically. Ah well, I'll figure it out eventually.

Anyway. I need to go find something productive to do. TTYL

Michiko

Still Packing

I'm really glad I started packing on Sunday, 'cause otherwise I'd have to scramble to get everything together...

Yeah so for the past couple of days I've just been casually packing. but now that I leave in two days (!!!) I'm sort of wondering how I'm supposed to put all of this stuff together. I went to my dorm room yesterday. The suite itself is really awesome, but my room is kinda small. So I lofted my bed and put the desk under it to make some more space. My keyboard also has to go in there, plus all the rest of my stuff. I think my bean bag chair will have to go out into the common room (the living room-ish area in the suite).

As for my love life, the guy hasn't talked to me in a while. Not that I'm unhappy, really. I'm not sure why, but I'm almost ok with it. No, I know why. It's because I realized... and accepted... that there are a lot of potential boyfriends that I could get in college, ones that would treat me a hell of a lot better. (Actually I'm incredibly attracted to the guy who helped me loft my bed yesterday ^_^) Oh, and my suite IS co-ed. The bad thing about that...I haven't told my dad...and he's the one helping me move in...So I'm not really sure how that's going to work out.

Ok so a couple of things are bothering me... one is the whole my ex-boy is not talking to me even though we agreed to be friends. Two is that I still haven't applied for my loans...I have to wait for my dad to get home in order to do that though. Three is that my step-mom is bitching at me to clean the house, when I'm like "What the fucking hell, I'm leaving in two days and I'm the only one who cleans, so you want me to clean the house so it can be less like a pigsty for longer? Why don't you have the people who make the messes clean it up?" Ok I did'n't actually say that, but I was thinking it. So she says that if the house is still a mess when she gets home, she's leaving and never coming back. So I *thought* to myself "Great, if you wanna be that childish to do something like that, be my guest." I'm a slight pushover when it comes to her though (try being scared of someone you live with for about 10 years, you'll know what I mean) so I'm going to actually clean and she also wants me to do inventory for the burnt house today >.< . Four... (yeah I know three was kinda long) is that I need to freaking pack... and I'm feeling a little pressed for time...

In other news. I'm reading Good in Bed by Jennifer Weiner. Half-way through. V. good book. Also reading Kare Kano...LOVE. I'm kinda absorbed in that, so I'm not reading Good in Bed as much. But I really wanna finish both so I can read the Twilight series...the one that EVERYONE is in love with. Based on my previous experiences, I'm bound to love it and obsessively read it over and over... but we'll see. LOL

So I've found that I'm much more happy nowadays, no matter what stupid shit goes on from everyone else. My *real* friends make me happy, and I guess I've been making myself happy too. Going to college might be part of it, as well.

Anyway, I'd better go clean before I get bitched out again. Then more packing! JOY. I'm also making collages and stuff to decorate my dorm with.... Should be a busy but fun rest of the day...
またね
美知子

*Sigh*

Alright, so I ended up talking to him. And now, I feel like an idiot. So surprising, right?
He keeps hurting me...even when we're just friends...I don't know if it's because I still love him or something, but he doesn't even seem to act like a good friend to me. It's like, "ok, I demoted myself to just friends status," and he acts like he doesn't even want to be that. Even my just regular friends, not even my best friends treat me better than he does...

You know what I really need? Someone new. Someone who will treat me like I should be treated. Someone who will actually care.
I think I can find that person really easily. Especially at college. By the way, I move in on Friday! Yay!
Anyway, it's not like I can just forget about him or erase him from my life. I kinda want him to be a part of it, but the way he's been treating me makes me feel like I should just try to find a replacement (as if that's possible, but maybe...)

I think I talk too much about my love life. It's not like there's anything else that's going on in my life worth mentioning, really. I've been shopping lately for college. I hang out with my friends sometimes...I feel a lot better hanging out with them. It makes me feel like I can get over him...but whenever I'm not with them...a little bit more difficult.

He really doesn't understand my feelings at all. He doesn't understand that I get upset when he makes it seem like he doesn't want to see me, or doesn't like me. I'm almost angry at him for not trying...I think he just doesn't really know what to feel. He still talks to me...and makes a point to talk to me...but I can't detect any hint of him caring for me, other than that...

He said before that when he got into a relationship, he had to be serious about it. I feel the opposite way. I wouldn't want a relationship to begin seriously...I want something fun to turn into something serious. So, in college, I'm going to try and get into some good, fun relationships, and if something happens from there, then great. If nothing serious happens, I'm having fun anyway.

I know now that I will NEVER, EVER cheat on whoever I'm with. I know just how much it hurts when someone does that to you...and I would rather die than put someone through that pain.

I swear I'm going to try and make the posts happier. When I get to college, I'm sure they will be...
またね
美知子

Why?!

Three days! Three fucking days and it feels like 3 months...I hate myself for wanting and needing him, it's not fair. Why can't I just let it all go? It's because I'm not only not talking to someone I loved and had an intimate relationship with, but one of my best friends...I talked to him so much and he was the only person I could really enjoy talking to...I want to talk to him so much I feel like I'm going to break down...
But if I talk to him...what am I supposed to do? Keep getting hurt...stay in love with him and never experience someone else? Why, why, why can't I have someone like him right now who didn't hurt me?
If I talk to him, I'll hate myself. If I don't talk to him...I'll just be depressed. I can't stop thinking about him.
By not talking to him, am I just avoiding him? Am I avoiding what I really feel? What am I supposed to do?

Are You Ready for This?

Ok here goes.
He doesn't give a flying fuck about me. I thought he cared for me a little bit, but no..he doesn't. We had everything that makes a relationship except the titles, and I told him I loved him. He told me he loved me, then kinda took it back...
NOW he's told me that he had sex twice with his ex-BOYFRIEND! After I told him I loved him...you'd think he'd be considerate enough to let me go, to stop being so freaking intimate with me...but no! he kept it from me for a couple of weeks! And I've been denying the pain he's put me through, but now it's all crashing down on me in one huge tsunami of hurt. My heart crumbled, shattered, disintegrated...

I don't ever want to feel that pain again. He was everything I wanted. Though the tiny fragment of the heart that belonged to him, which still remains, is denying it, I will never be able to have him. It hurts to know that I will get nothing that I want. So I decided with my friends' help that I would cut off contact with him...for a few months at least. I need to stop loving him if I can. If I can't? I won't ever talk to him again. I devoted the last year of my life to him, and I feel so STUPID now for doing so. The only thing I wanted was for him to be happy, if he had called me in the middle of the night saying he wanted me there, I would have been there. I don't know if there was anything I wouldn't have done for him. And that scares me. It scares me that I could be so devoted to someone. But maybe that's what love is? Devoting every cell in your body to someone. So, if I love him this much...how do I get over that? I said I would come back to him as his friend...but...can I really come back having fallen out of love? I don't know if my heart wants to let go of that love.

So I need to find someone else to love. Someone I can find that will devote themselves to me, like I would do for them. Someone who won't hurt me. Someone who respects me...Someone who won't treat me like I'm DISPOSABLE...

I saw him one last time to say goodbye...I didn't cry until I was walking away...luckily one of my best friends was there with me to support me...and she let me cry...then after I was done, we went out and had a blast. She made me laugh so hard I cried...It will be her and the other friends I have around me that will get me through this...

Did I say this already? A few years ago I was diagnosed with depression. Those who have not experienced this disease doesn't know what it's like to be sad ALL THE TIME. Day in and day out, all tears and sadness. Problems I couldn't solve...people I couldn't stand. I took comfort in, regrettably, my OCD. I would watch movies in my room over and over and over, until I could recite the lines word for word. That was my vice, that's how I escaped the sadness. It was wrong. I couldn't face the sadness so I avoided it. Shit...that's kinda what I'm doing now, isn't it? But what else am I going to do? If I keep loving him, I'm just going to get hurt again and again. The morning after he confessed to me, I woke up, and that same sadness, the way my body felt, numb and heavy and lifeless...that's how I felt. That sadness is one of the worst memories for me, I NEVER wanted to feel it ever EVER again. He forced me...to feel it. So I need to stop loving him...I forgave him, I always do...but how many more times will I need to forgive him if I keep loving him? Doesn't he not deserve my love? He doesn't understand how much I love him or how much I devote myself to him.

So now it's only been two days, but it feels like two weeks. I can't imagine myself getting through this, but I'm going to give it my all. No matter how much it hurts...
But he made me relive the thing that I had been pushing myself away from.

So I've decided. Until I find someone new, and even after maybe. I won't contact him at all. Until I fall out of love...I can't. And you know what. I've decided to pick up tennis. Not even kidding. I'm going to learn and start playing it. It will be my new vice, and it's a healthy one too. My university has great indoor tennis courts, and I hope I can play at least a couple of times a week. I also just emailed the tennis instructor asking if she would give me lessons. So far I've only played by myself against a brick wall, but hopefully my dad can find some time to play with me eventually.

I'm going to go play again tomorrow morning. I think I picked a good vice.

Sorry about how long this rant was...it was long coming though...

またね
美知子

BAH. BAH BAH BAH BAH BAH!!!!
No! There's no way I can love him. He doesn't understand me! At all! It doesn't even seem like he cares...
Whatever, I can't wait for college.
I found out where I'm living on campus and who my room mate is. I bought a fridge and a microwave AND A BEANBAG CHAIR. I'm so excited.
I hope my suite is freaking co-ed...I wouldn't be able to be in such close quarters with only girls...ugh.
I've been looking all over facebook for my suite-mates, but I can't seem to find them. It makes me sad, because I want to know!!!
So anyway. I feel so blah. I just wanna go to college now, and leave everything else behind. Start anew, you know? I just hope that I make a good impression at first at the school, so everything can go well after that...
I'm sorry I haven't posted in a while, it seems like I have so much to do, but I can't bring myself to do it. Like calling my mom, or visiting my grandparents, or mowing the lawn...it's not like I don't wanna do those things...I'm just lazy I guess...
I can't think of anything else to write...
Until later...
美知子

Alright. So, Now What?

Ok. We broke it off. Just friends now. But...I still love him. Oh well. I'll find someone else at college, right? I really need attention and affection. Just my personality, I suppose. I'll get over it. I'll need to study at college, I shouldn't worry about finding a significant other.

So I'm visiting my mother in Virginia. It's been a lot of fun. We went shopping for college stuff today, because there was no sales tax this weekend. It was great! I got a comforter, stationery and supplies, and a bunch of other stuff for my dorm. I feel so excited now!

Plus! I got into a residential living community arts program called Anime as an Art Form. It wasn't the Japanese program that I wanted to get into but it was my second choice so I'm happy. College is going to be amazing. Or at least I hope it will be. I suppose things are what you make of them, though. So I'll make this experience amazing.

Well I have a headache, so I'm off for now...
またね
美知子です

Well...

He WAS sick. Maybe I'm intuitive after all...

ugh. so. yeah. I'm not so fine. Right now my head is saying just forget about him, because you're going to get hurt. And my heart won't let me stop loving him. Someone needs to help me figure out what to do. Actually, I want HIM to help me figure out what to do. But he hasn't talked to me...except for like two sentences last night. I'm just getting sick of this. Maybe I deserve better, someone who cares more, or gives me more attention. And then...I remember how happy I am when I'm with him. But then again, when I'm not with him...which is most of the time, I'm just unhappy. I don't deserve that, do I?

So what in the hell am I supposed to do? Stop loving him? How am I supposed to do that?
What am I supposed to do?
Maybe I need someone else to help me stop loving him...
But...I can't love anyone else...I just can't...
What am I saying? I don't know that I can't love anyone else...
Maybe I'll try...and then he won't have to deal with me anymore. I want him to be happy. And if he can't be happy with me, if he doesn't believe that I'm good enough for him...I'll get out of his way...
I just want to talk to him about it...but he won't respond to any kind of contact...IM, phone, anything...maybe he hates me...then again...maybe he's sick...

Grrr. I'm so confused, and sad, and lonely...
I don't like this...I don't deserve this...
I don't want to deal with it anymore...
And then...I do....

Sitting, Waiting, Wishing

I just don't get it. It seems like forever since we last spoke, though it's only been two days. Why hasn't he contacted me?

I feel so stupid because things are running through my mind like: maybe he realized he doesn't love me and doesn't wanna hurt me by telling me that, or maybe he's in trouble, or hurt, or something terrible. He's probably just busy, but he worries me. I can hear some wise person saying "That's love, hunny," so I'll shut up now.

Enough of my annoying-ness. I leave for Virginia tomorrow. I feel sad to leave my home, but I'll be coming back soon, so I guess it's ok. My little sister came up for the weekend. She was staying with my mom in Virginia. She's such a little goofball. I love her. I don't know what a 16 hour car ride to Virginia is going to be like with her, though. Yes, I'm riding in an 18-wheeler. So much fun...not.

I guess I'll post a little later tonight. I'm feeling kinda down.
またね
美知子です

Wow...

So, I guess some of the things I said in my last post weren't true...
I thought he could never love me... but I guess he does...

I'm indescribably happy right now.

I hadn't really loved anyone before, so I never knew what it felt like to tell someone I love them. Now I do...and now I know what it's like for that person to say it back. It feels amazing...

The problem? I'm going to Virginia for a couple of weeks, and won't be able to see him until I get back. But it's ok. Last night left me with enough happiness to last a few weeks, and the memories will last for much longer than that....

I think I'm just going to delete my last post...I was really wrong I guess. Maybe I was just sad at the time...or something. Maybe my intuition isn't that strong.

Anyway. So I'm happy. Except my arm hurts from a stupid tetanus shot plus a meningicoccal(sp?) vaccine. It wouldn't bother me, except I sleep on my side...

Funny Story! So the other day, one of my friends and I went to a consignment shop. Well, there was a wedding dress in there, and we decided I should try it on. And I did. It was a gorgeous dress. Though it was a little heavy, and it wouldn't zip up all the way because I have breasts, but it was still fun to try on. My friend took a picture, maybe I'll post it later. Anyway, we also decided that we were going to go to a bridal shop, and tell them I'm getting married just so I can try on dresses. I thought that would be amazing. That dress made me want to get married, LOL.

Today seems a lot brighter to me....

Finally! A happy post! ^_^

あたしはとても嬉しいです！
I'm so happy!

またね
美知子です（I'm using a different character for "mi" now)

Love?

This post is no longer applicable due to a...change of heart...
So I deleted it. Sorry...
Basically I talked about someone I love. I thought he didn't love me back.
I thought love was pain...
Maybe it's not...

OK. That Was Weird...

Last night I got kinda sick...I got dizzy and weak....I dunno how to explain it...I'm going to the doctor to get it checked out later this week.
So anyway. I'm awfully bored. It's been raining here for the past four days. Not that I don't like the rain. I really do. But not so much of it.

I have no car, and I don't wanna walk in the rain, because I don't have a raincoat or an umbrella. So I'm stuck here at home. I played a video game for a few hours. Then I got bored again. My life is boring. Boring, boring, boring.

I'm going to try to separate all my paragraphs from now on. Hopefully it'll make it easier to read. Maybe I'll fix my other posts, too. I'm actually bored enough to want to do that...

If you're reading this right now, I'm really surprised. This is a really boring post. I'm flattered that you like me enough to want to read this. OR maybe you're as bored as I am....Whatever, I still like you more now that you're reading this insanely boring post.
And now I'm going to put you out of your misery...No, I'm not going to shoot you, I'm just ending the post.
またね
見知子です

I Guess I Feel Like Talking a Lot Today

Well...
Someone I know was involved in a car accident this morning. He died. His life ended. It makes me sad to think that everything and anything he might have wanted to do, or share, or experience...he can't anymore. It's scary to think that our lives can end so abruptly. I don't know why this person's death has affected me so much. In all honesty, I barely knew him. But, I think sometimes you look at something that has happened, and even though it's not really related to you, it changes you and the way you think. He changed me, even though the means of doing so were terrible, and cruel. I can't say I'm religious, that I believe that I can blame the higher power for taking this man's life. I can only say that what happened has happened, and no one can change it. He has made me think...how my life could end tomorrow, or in the next ten minutes. I can only hope that I don't keep things that I want to share, or abstain from things I want to do. I hope the people I love know that I love them, that I have left a part of myself with even one person. Death is real, and we can't predict it. Maybe this is something of a revelation, but I think I want to live as though I'll die tomorrow. To me, it sounds pretty optimistic. To you, it may not. But hey, it may work.
Rest In Peace, Ben.

Adding to My Last Post

Just to let you know. I'm not a crazy person who dreams about murders all the time. I actually dream more about things like standing in a room in a house which happens to have a lake inside it, or a little city of wooden cabins in the middle of a snowy field. I like those kinds of dreams too. I believe dreams tell us more about what our minds are actually subconsciously processing, and I won't tell you all my dreams only because they tell my secrets. So last night was just weird, and I'll try to figure out what that dream meant. It might just be something I'm worried about. I don't know.

Lack of Sleep Ruins the Brain, Sometimes

So, yeah. Last night I posted at 2:30am. After that, I fell asleep. I awoke two hours later from a dream that was more like a horror film than anything. I'll tell you about it. In an apartment, I was sleeping. I awoke to find a faceless girl standing in the doorway. A man came in, tied wire around her neck, stood her on a chair. and hanged her. I just stood there in horror, but I didn't react. There was no blood, though there should have been, it felt like. I felt so trapped in that dream, it was scary. I have weird dreams.

Anyway. So I didn't get much sleep last night.
I'm kinda angry right now, because my dad had to take my car. I wanted to see the new Batman movie tonight, and I can't now, because I don't have a car to get to the theater. Plus it's raining. I suppose I'll try to have a lazy day, and hopefully I won't get nagged at to do something. *Hides from the world*
Short post. Sorry.
またね
見知子です

I HATE PMS

So I have recently experienced what I believe is PMS. The symptoms? Being a bitch to people I care about, crying (for little or no reason), and being depressive and insensitive. I really wanna apologize to everyone I offended...so I'll do that soon. I don't think I've ever experienced PMS, especially not to this degree. Last night I sobbed into my pillow, cried myself to sleep. I don't cry. Ever. When I cry, there normally aren't any tears. It was weird, but somehow satisfying for me to cry then, though. It kinda felt like a release, and after a while I tried forcing the tears and the sobbing out of my body, just to release more of the tension.

My past has led me to this state. I grew up teaching myself that crying meant weakness, and that I had to be stubborn and unyielding enough to not cry ever. Mostly family problems and such led to this. So now it takes an immense amount of stress, sadness, and hormonal imbalance that comes with being a woman on her period for me to cry. Haha. Anyway, I'm not trying to make this a sob story, but it IS my background. I did have a time in my life when I was clinically depressed, and since then, I hardly ever cry. To cry a lot would be like going back to that miserable point in my life, something I never want to do. However, I do believe that it's these things that make us stronger. We'd all be as tough as cotton balls if our lives were easy. I guess I'm really really optimistic now. If I weren't, I think I'd fall apart. Some people have it worse than me, some people have it better. I judge how hard my life has been by how hard it's struck me. There hasn't been tragic death in my life, nor a lot of physical pain. But there are memories that still haunt me. Gosh, I'm being depressive now aren't I? I guess it's because I can still stand upright with the weight of everything. (I just noticed, but do you think I'm sounding more and more poetic with these posts? Guess that's the nature of my writing)

I wonder how or why the body produces tears. When one is sad, what is the use of losing water? why should we spill this substance from our body when we're not feeling good? Are we connected with nature in this respect? Because we choose to think that rain means sadness, that a gray sky signifies troubled times, do our minds then make our bodies rain as well? My god, I have strange ideas. And the human body amazes me.

It's 2:30am, and I'm unable to sleep. So this is what I do. I let my thoughts flow into my fingers which then compute into text. What's with me and this whole poetic thing? Maybe I should post like this all the time. It's more fun this way. It'd be even more fun if people actually read this. And commented. *Hint Hint*

If you're reading this, and if it's because I told you to, you know who you are... I'm sorry if I hurt you. Now you know why. I know that doesn't excuse anything. Please forgive me.
As always
またね
見知子です
Holy shit. Long post. Didn't realize. I'm sorry. Lots of. Two word. Sentences, eh? <-that one sucked...

I'm not actually happy, but oh well...

Yeah. Turns out, my night has not been as happy as I would have liked, but that's ok. I'll move past it.
Hmm, what shall I talk about?
How about webcams? I just got one a couple days ago. It's pretty neat. The only thing that's kinda bad about it is how freaking awkward you feel about webcam-ing with someone. It's odd, because you're trying to look at the screen, but then you see that the other person is staring at YOU staring at the screen, and it's all weird. So that's my only qualm with it. Other than that, mine also came with a bunch of effects, so I've been taking a lot of random pictures with it. My favorite is the 80's music video effect, it's pretty cool.
So I guess I'm going to make this post short, because I have a headache, and I'm slightly pissed off and sad for various reasons...'Til next time!
またね
見知子です

I really like comments...

If anyone happens to be reading this, could you please leave me a comment?
I like them, they make me feel loved. And right now I need them, because I don't feel loved at all.
So, yeah. Not feeling very chipper right now, so I may just leave it at that. Maybe tomorrow, I'll have something happier.
Should I go to Virginia to visit my mom...? Duh, the answer is yes.
Should I go at the end of July or the middle of August...? I have no clue. Middle of August might be better...maybe...
I don't know, but I'll have to reach a decision soon.
Why the hell am I talking about this?
Anyway. I'll post tomorrow, when (hopefully) I'll be happier...
またね
見知子です

Spoiled Lazy Days

Have you ever had one of those days where you just want to be holed up in your room and not do anything but eat chips, drink soda, watch random things on the internet, knit, or something that doesn't require that much energy? Well, today was one of those days for me. But unfortunately, it was foiled. I tried, but failed. First, there was a thunderstorm, so our power kept going out. Which meant that I had to get out of bed and reset the internet so I could watch anime...which I will get to talking about later. Then, the series ended. So I knitted(sp?). And apparently I have lost my touch at knitting because I just couldn't bring myself to do more than a couple of rows without screwing up. Anyway, then my parents got home, and I got harrassed about not mowing the lawn today and having food in my room, and not hanging the key to the car up, and blah blah blah...Then, as I was going to give my stepmom the key that she wasn't going to be using, I spilled soda all over my bed. Which sucks a lot. So now, I'm exiting my laziness because I have to change my sheets and do laundry, and I really really don't want to. And I don't care that I sound like a baby, because I'm usually not this lazy, so I feel I deserve a break.
So that's that.
Full Moon wo Sagashite"
Oh my god. One of the best anime ever. When it ended, I was completely satisfied, and it just gave me a really good feeling. I like anime more than American shows because our shows are just a jumble of shallow comedy or drama with only a surface plot line and no character development. I know I'm being a little harsh, but anime is just so much better in my opinion. And this anime had all the things that American shows lack and more. You felt a real connection to the characters, and understood their feelings and why they felt the way they did. The music was great (it pretty much had to be, as the plot revolves around the main character's wish for a career as a singer). Actually the whole thing was great. Great, great, great.
Yes, I am an anime fan. But I'm also a fan of Japanese culture and language.
Wish me luck! I'm trying to get into a residential program at my university so I can live with people who are trying to learn more about Japan and it's language. I hope they tell me soon!
OK. Back to trying to fix my bed...oh joy.
お休むなさい！
見知子です　よろしくお願いします！

First Post

Alright, time to get started.
I honestly think people should give me ideas on things to talk about, cuz hey, there are a lot of topics out there, and I'm indecisive about picking which ones to talk about. And I just like to talk, and get my thoughts out there, you know.

Ok so first things first. Ground rules.
I'm going to try to not offend people. I hope that anyone who is offended could please not yell at me for offending you. I didn't mean it, honestly. You could, however, tell me how you feel in a polite manner, and that would make me feel much better than if you yelled at me. Thank you
When you comment, try not to offend others. Common curtesy please. And I love feedback. If you think I'm being boring, tell me. I'll try to spice it up. If you think I've got my facts wrong, tell me. I'll fix it. Please do NOT try to tell me that my opinion is wrong. It's just an opinion. I would like to hear the other side of the story though, if you have it.
That's about it. I may add more rules as I see fit. My blog is my house, you don't mess around in it, capiche?