Got a job. That's important. A SOFA status job, to be exact. The pay is average, just enough above minimum wage for me to not complain. Also, it's really not too difficult. And sometimes I'm actually useful!
I'm getting along in my classes. Japanese is going a bit rocky, but I'm learning loads. I have a different teacher this time around, so it's naturally hard to adjust to a different style of teaching. My sociology class so far is a breeze (knock on wood).
I'm writing fanfics still. Usually I would give up or forget about it after a burst of inspiration like I had a couple weeks ago, but I'm still going strong ^^ Thank you, Bleach.
My life is a bit empty other than those things, but otherwise I'm happy. Oh right, I haven't said the BIG news yet. Well, I've been doing some unofficial research (i.e. searching the web) on what I would need to do to live in Japan, and the answers aren't pretty. My absolute best bet is to marry someone pure Japanese or half-Japanese. And I really don't see that happening. Maybe that's just my pessimistic side talking, but I don't think I'm an Asian guy's fantasy girl. Just sayin'.
Either way, if it happens, it happens. If not (which is a big possibility), I'll probably go back to living in the states. My mom will probably insist that I live in Tennessee so that I'll be close to relatives, but honestly, I don't think that's the right decision. How am I supposed to live independently if I keep living with people that pay my way? I would rather go back to LA and try to live among friends, you know?
So with that said, it is now 2:01 AM and I'm going to bed. Oh... and check out my scraps. I don't ever promote my submissions in my journals, but this time... you might get a laugh. Maybe. I dunno, go find out. I made more posters ^^
Anyway, more ranting later.








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