A night filled with laughter is a night to remember. Probably not in the best way if the laughter was during sex.

Today’s Good Friday. Next week is Friday the 13th. The week after is 420. In other words, a good month for superstitious, religious druggies

Facebook should consider adding a disclaimer about unfriending-related murders/injuries.

Looks like it’ll be wetty-drip-dropping in Seattle tonight with a 40% chance of zappadoops.

Comb Over Style.

No matter how you see it,

You are a baldy.

#afternoonhaikus

An old man on the bus offers you 2 choices: oranges or kumquats. Choose quickly before he takes out the tangerines.

A DJ surprisingly starts winning in a DJ face off. “So I see the tables have turned!”

Let’s modernize some #fables: “The Boy Who Tweeted #Wolf” #theboywhocriedwolf

Career tests given to 5th graders should have a disclaimer that reads, “You will realize this is BS when you’re in college.”

Being a Japanese major I learned a lot, not only about the language but about the culture as well. One cultural aspect of Japan that I learned quite well and tried to adapt into my own lifestyle was “gaman.” While in western culture we have the belief that boys don’t cry, the concept of “gaman” is similar, but it’s not gender specific. So, in other words, whatever bad things that come your way, you gotta bite your lip and deal with it. No one wants to hear about your problems anyway (except psychiatrists, because they can make money from it).

From mid-August I finally got a job with an advertising software startup. I can’t say that I particularly enjoyed it-the delegation of tasks was awkward and sometimes I was teased for being in a certain student organization (my boss understood it as a cult rather than what members hope it to be recognized as). Gradually I began losing interest in my job and expressed my disappointment in packets of outbursts. During this time I had already begun looking again for jobs that would better suit my skill set.

Just a couple weeks later, a member of that organization, from Japan, arrived and I went to guide her from the airport to her hotel. Before I had gone to the airport, I had another short outburst against my boss where I had admitted that I didn’t care for the job. Whoops! Well, it was going to slip from my mouth sooner or later. A couple days after that, when my friend from Japan arrived to the airport, I was laid off from the job. Of course, at first I was upset that it happened, but I was more relieved to be finished with it.

For the three weeks following it was pretty much Hell. You’d think that with a friend visiting from Japan that it’d be great, but it wasn’t. My living room became, what appeared to be, a temporary love hotel, and I was stupid selfless enough to put my job hunting activities on hold in order to take care of the situation. Finally, both of them moved out from my living room to stay at another person’s place and I could return to my job hunting activities. I can say with confidence that I don’t think we’re friends any longer, and I’d rather not be. The whole fiasco made me feel more resentment towards some of the members of this organization at my local chapter, not that I didn’t feel enough resentment to them as it is.

In conclusion, can safely say that through that experience I realized that I shouldn’t always “gaman” and be selfish when absolutely necessary.

One more part to go!

kazukotan:

pyrates:

kawaii-jake-english:

pyrates:

this

has a fandom

no it’s more like this

has its own fandom

thank you

I don’t understand…how Once-ler became a hottie

he’s a horrible person ;-;

fandom I dont understand chu

The Once-ler was cool in that adaptation of The Lorax… before his family moved in and he became obsessed with money.

I just hope kids that saw the film took home the lesson of protecting the environment rather than taking it down in order to make money.

I really need to finish off this series. One day, I’ll look back at this tumblr, as I’m working on my autobiography (when I become famous-oho), and either copy and paste it word-for-word or edit the contents into my own voice at the time I’m writing.

So, I graduated, and there’s nothing like graduating with fear of what comes next especially when you have the knowledge that you will be laid off from your internship as soon as the fiscal year ends. But what the heck! I graduated, got first-hand experience of how my dad interacts with my friends, and got to see Hesher! Wish I could say that I also got a car, but nope, that didn’t happen.

What else? I finally got to go back to Japan and be reunited with my good friends. On top of that, I was able to make new friends at the guest house I stayed at, as well as in Fukuoka, where I had a very fortunate encounter with two very kind people that helped me find my hotel after I became lost.

Where does job hunting come in to play during this trip? I did try my best to make the most of my time abroad, but admittedly, I did spend hours on end sitting at my laptop, searching and sending applications to various job opportunities I found on Craigslist, but only received rejections.

Here’s a weird segue.

“I know it’s 10:30 a.m., but would it be weird that I want to drink alcohol right now?” Weirding a couple of friends out was one of the few things I did as soon as I returned from Japan, but it also foreshadowed what was to come (Okay, not literally. I didn’t turn into an alcoholic, but things occurred where I would’ve turned to alcohol in order to cope). I had a couple of weeks left to my internship and made the most of it as I continued job hunting.

Some applications were deceivingly fruitful, such as an application to a temp office for a job translating legal documents, but I never actually got a job. Everyday, after I was excused from my internship, ended up being the same: wake up when it’s almost noon, go to a nearby cafe, apply for multiple jobs, maybe hang out with some friends, go home and probably not be able to sleep until 2:00 or 3:00 a.m. It was torture, and the existential thoughts flooding my brain didn’t help alleviate anxieties of getting employed somewhere.

Finally it was August and I found something! It seemed almost like such great timing with my birthday coming up, and preparations for a friend coming in for a few weeks from Japan. Things were just too good to be true, and unfortunately, it turned out to be just that.