....and, to my surprise, my last blog didnt show up. Thats odd, but...I expected as much.

Anyway! becuase it has been soooooo long I will put up some pictures as well!! hahah sounds good right?
Yep this is me...I've only been here for about 2 months and I'm already trying to kill them. I know that it seems like im being a little sexist so...
Yep. The men and the women have to go. Hey, don't look at me like that, those are the rules.
Yeash...just trying to be a politically correct killer here, besides, they're always speaking in this weird langauge that I havent quite caught onto...Well, I suppose the world wont miss two of em right?

<---this is a good friend of mine named Yuhei. Hes a great guy and a friggin genious at the guitar. I just watched one of his concerts at our School Festival. Which by the way was completely awesome because all of the food, and yes, there was a lot, was under 200yen (~$1.75).
That kind of brings me to a rant: the Japanese have a passion for mayonaise that exceeds life's reasonable bounds. Seriously. They have a corn and mayonaise pizza. I mean, can "Pizza" be "Pizza" if it doesnt have a ton of meet and/or the greasiest cheeze known to man? I'll kill anyone who makes the argument that this "Corn and Mayonaise Pizza" is good.
...hahah its funny that i said "I'll kill anyone who..." because as you have seen in the previous photos, I've already struck twice.
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Moving along: Life here has settled into life as usual. I can hold a steady conversation with a Japanese person, give or take a few major grammatical errors, and one massive miscommunication per conversation.
There was one in particular that caused me quite a bit of greif. You see, we have this thing called japanese language lounge, which is basically a place were you can go once a week to talk nothing but Japanese for about an hour or two. After a while of me being there, comming every week, talking as much as possible etc, of course I made a few friends. Of which there were two girls, and as the situation would be (thank the Good Lord for his humor), they were best friends. And if you have ever been formaly introduced to me, that means that i have probably forgotten your name at LEAST 4 times and re-introduced myself, save Hannah because shes stunningly gorgeous and family because i have to see them often enough that if i forgot it would make things entirely too awkward. (haha i love you brian :P) Anyway, so these girls name's were Kana and Chisato. If you have read any of my earlier blogs you know exactly and percisely how i feel about japanese names. So about a week ago, i walked in and started this conversation in japanese very casually:
Me: "Heyyy everyone, oh Kana! how are you?!"
Person who i thought was Kana: "KANA?! DID YOU SAY KANA!"
i would like to note at this point in tim that my eyes finally decieded to wake up from their mid-day nap and get their lazy carcasses working! unfortunatly in the fray of catching up on work, they seemed to have sent the picture and a chicken scratch of a name up to my brain, which has a hard time reading japanese names in the first place. Befuddled and confused my brain decieded to trust its first instincts and give it another go with its first choice.
Me: "Yeah, your names Kana isnt it?"
Person who I thought was Kana: "YOU! YOU THINK MY NAME IS KANA!? HOW RUDE!"
At this point I would like to point out that this was Chisato I was talking to, and Kana as a matter of fact, had yet to show up. Seeing that the Good Lord has quite the sense of humor, he chose this point to place that woman, in the room right as Chisato said her last sentence.
Me: " oh no..."
Chisato: "Oi, Kana, He just called me Kana! He completely..."
Kana: "AH YOUR TERRIBLE!!"
Me: " ahh I was mistaken, sorry sorry. Sorry, your not Kana your..."
Note: I'm thinking of trading in my brain seeing as this one is either retarded or keeps puting itself in dangerous situations like this. Isnt it like some kind of biological law that your body organs are supposed to enhance the body when in danger? fight or flight reflex? Alright...alright, needless to say, i blanked. 3 weeks of seeing these women for an hour each, and i remember one name, call it to the wrong girl, forget that girls name then set myself up to speak out the name and boom, i come up blank....
do you think....
na....
my body isnt trying to kill me is it?
ughh anyway thats how alot of conversations start off. I'm getting to be come a dangerously good name avoider mostly because i never remember. On the flip side, if i do remember your name then its all that more exciting for me to use it ^_^
Well sorry to say it but one of the only reasons i wrote this blog is because i was avoiding homework that must be done. See ya soon gents~