I'm taking an indefinate leave of absence from this journal.

Listening to Beck gets my boogie on! *O*

Man.. next week will rock!

My life is like 5000 times weirder today than it was yesterday morning.

What do i do... what do i do... what do i do...

:'D I have a whole new world of shit to worry about. That's life I guess.

Why won't my period fucking start???? >:( I'm sick of being bloated and feeling all PMS-ified all the time.


I'm going to join a gym tomorrow! It's the Shibuya Tipness gym thing. They have a pool, yoga classes, dance classes, all sorts of machines, and other stuff like that. Hopefully I can get "shaped-up" in the next month or so. I really want to join >_< dude.

First... I can't get over how funny this is.

The pictures should talk for themselves:







2 things.

1. Why is that toilet so small? There isn 't even a seat. It's so low to the floor too?!? When you sit on it, your legs end up wrapped around the base. That's just ridiculous. Who designed this?

2. In this bathroom, there is no stall or anything. It's a public bathroom in a park... you walk in the entrance and there is the toilet. There is no door or dividers or anything.... not even from the bathroom to the outside world. LOL What if someone walked on in when you are squatting on tiny toilet?

I could go on for a while about this.

:( Oh my god it hurts to laugh so much in one day.

I did my nails today. YEP.

Actually... I wish i took a picture of my thumb too because thems got huge honking stones and butterfly doodles on them.

:]

Holy fuck... did anyone else see that plane land???

It's even on TV here live!

So Hitoshi and I were sitting in a cafe today getting something to drink...

All of a sudden he gets a call from Tsukapi.

Mother fuck.

Tsukapi is requesting Hitoshi to get some of Gackt's DNA for an (wacky) idea he and a friend of his have for a business idea for making pendants with famous people's genetic information.
"Oda-chan... you're friends with Gackt. Can you ask him... can you ask him for some of his DNA, PLEASE???"


I don't get it. What the fuck do you need with someone's DNA? Can you even see it? How do you know it is a certain person's in general, especially if it is in a pendant or necklace. Isn't that creepy? What sort of weird fan would buy this? How would it be displayed?

:'D I think that is the worst idea I have ever heard.

Only in Japan... *cough*