Unexpected Good Fun

Ended up spending like half the day with M. My cheeks now hurt from so much laughing lol.

I'm glad to have such good times at the start of the year rather than near the end when you'd start to wonder in a bittersweet way why good things always come at the end only; or maybe even in part because of it. Not times like this though =)

Europe next Monday, and I'm not even half prepared. Dooomed.

~ st*rcr*ss*d ~

Helppp

I think this trip to Kyoto has become in part a forced escape from a particular person. I think I need the space. My head has been uncomfortably crowded with too many far-fetched random thoughts that somehow always linked back to one name/face/ugh for the past few days. I'm sure the cold Kyoto air and physical distance might help with that.

And I'm sure people are usually just this nice; I really have to stop mistaking people being kind and friendly toward me as just per their character and nothing, nothing more. Well, not like I'm so easily swayed because there have been some but they were easily turned cold with my skilled 'cooling' abilities. I usually find it hard enough to find a few people who push even one or two of the right buttons to get me wanting a closer friendship. But when one manages to push so many in the matter of a few days/weeks, it gets dangerous. Ugh.

Heart of mine, be still.

Norah Jones said so; Bob Dylan said so; now so do I.

~ st*rcr*ss*d ~

Lack of Sleep

Last night/this morning, I dreamt that I was getting married. To MasU.

And I woke up feeling very amused for some reason. Yet also perhaps surprised that I wasn't panicking.

But as the day wore on, the panic grew millimetre by millimetre, and whilst its not exactly a mountain-heavy burden right now, it's enough to have a voice repeating in my head, saying: What if it's true? Maybe you should chill and stay away at least just for a bit... just in case...

And being the logical rationalising person my mind is, I gradually put together the contributing factors that must have led to a dream like that. After all they say most of your dreams are your subconscious piecing together things that have been niggling at you in the daytime. And I'm one of those who hardly ever ever dream; or wake up from one remembering even what it was about. So this was interesting.

It starts with the realisation that I was probably amused because of this sentence that I had trouble understanding in the grammar book just yesterday: 夢に見るくらい彼のことが好きです。After a long while, I finally understood it to be something like "For me to see him in my dreams, I must like him." Yet whilst I understood the translation, finally, the concept was still very foreign and mildly amusing to me, simply because it sounded like a reel-life drama storyboard. Imagine my chagrin and yet amusement when I, who hardly ever dream, suddenly dream of something like marriage to someone I have been enjoying the company of.

But! On some level, I do know that it'll never progress, especially because well, it's me. I have this great ability to stop all kinds of possibilities that lead to anything more than friendship, it would seem.

Anyway then I figured out the second clue on why it was a wedding: I had been looking at the portfolio of a super talented wedding photographer, whose perspective is so unique and captivating. That must have led to such an extreme scenario - white dress and all too haha.

Finally, why and who him? As J had said, we had pretty much spent 7.5 hours in the kitchen just cooking, hanging out, playing cards - having fun. Plus two days earlier was banh mi day, so impression of the guy must have been pretty deep.

Haha rationalising dreams makes it seem so much safer, thank goodness.

But, someone explain to me why I find myself always looking to the chat sidebar on FB, and hoping to see that green dot beside his name...?!

Maybe I should start staying away after all... Which shouldn't be too hard seeing how Kyoto, unfinished midterm essays and Scandinavia are all coming up in waves!

Get crackin' girl!

~ st*rcr*ss*d ~

Fun Times and 2-year-olds

The past weekend was pretty great: Warm sunny Saturday was spent out at a 'new' flea market with bel - and came back with a huge back of good buys of course XP. Got to dump/share my curry with bel and jordan; and then hung out playing guitar with jordan till late. Pretty fun indeed. Sunday was another one of those unexpectedly good times: NIKE Run Groove event with shungo, eri, yuzou, yosuke, and imori. Except for Shungo, met the rest of them for the first time that day but that didn't the day from being quite amazing. I mean it was helluva tiring running 6-7 rounds of 400m at 80% speed, but the atmosphere, the laughs, the free nike wristband that we won in a lucky draw, and the ramen-with-the-most-amazing-chashuu treat at the ramen museum was just =)).

Today turned out to be another one of those days: banhmi lunch with mas.u hit all the right spots: great food, great weather, great company. Language exchange with chi-chan also never fails to amaze me each time I go, even though I go a very frequent 3 times a week. The speed at which she learns and picks up things always leaves me agape - except I try to remember to close my mouth so yeah.

Now to make dinner: Hummus with toast + scrambled eggs + caramalised bananas on yoghurt OR yakisoba with awesome-sesame-mustard-marinated-chicken and crab sticks OR pho with chicken soup and the awesome-chicken. And maybe a banana honey yoghurt smoothie to fit in somewhere with the noodle dishes. Oh oh and carrot kinpira.

See the kinda decisions I have to make these days? =) Haha.

~ st*rcr*ss*d ~

Grocery-shopping and Food

This is so random - as always - but he makes me smile haha.

At the darnedest times like writing Japanese essays too.

Thanks =P

~ st*rcr*ss*d ~