self assessment

is by far the hardest shit to do.

it is always so easy to assume this or that about others, isn't it? or better yet, 'analyze' how people are based on their past and actions, what they said and who their parents are, etc. etc. etc.

demo. when it comes to yourself?
it's fucking hard. i mean. how could i possibly assess who i am when my behavior differentiates on social settings? when there is a constant battle between who i really am, and how i want to be portrayed. or how i really want to act, and how i should act.

it's tiring.

as in. who am i to you?...what am i to you.

it is true that other people only see what you choose to feed them.
but sometimes i guess you loose track of all that food and jazz.

sigh.

shouldnt be there a feedback mirror or something splended as such? not the type that seats you in a long couch and cracks benjy's offa yous every hour..

boo---.

Have you seen this?

a buddy fwded this to me a while ago... but it still makes me laugh.

WALMART CAKE:



Walmart Employee: "Walmarts, how can I help you?"

Customer: "I would like to order a cake for a going away party this week."

Walmart Employee: "What you want on the cake?"

Customer: "Best wishes Suzanne... and underneath that, We will miss you"

Japanese Men.

so i never looked twice at japanese guys. the type that never had american education. the type that goes through 'jyuken' and parties throughout college.

i've been working in a kote-kote japanese company for 3 months now. and what i dont understand is:

why do they ignore me today when we were buddies yesterday?

for instance. say we are chummy friendly laughing about some random topic and bonding over cartoons. you think you've established a genuine sense of friendship when all of a sudden the next day, they walk by you without saying hi. or they just see you and knod. thats all i get???

OR. this one guy sits next to me. he sees me and walks straight by me. so i walk faster and stand right next to him. ' you totally saw me and you didn't say hi huh.' he looks back, 'ahaha, sorry!'

ahahah sorry?!?!?!?!

the helllll are you smoking?!

weird, so weird. i can't understand japanese men.
but i'm trying.
and i'll get there...

i think.

or maybe i'll never understand this culture.

boy, how i miss the states sometimes.

worried neko face

tokyo suicide

ever since i've been back in tokyo, i have realized that jumping in front of a train is a very common way to put a period to the mudane life style of mr. x; or mrs. or miss. or whatever. a few years ago, a girl at my station (and she wasn't trying to kill herself) stood too close to the platform with her long skirf. sir train decided to accidentally yank her skirf and welcome her body to a machine that was traveling at a pretty fucking exciting pace. the poor girl's body was torn apart to the point that her chunks and bones flew down on the streets like it was rain. true story.

a few days ago, a man decided to jump in front of the train at my station. the little restaurants and shops that are nested peacefully underneath the tracks thought they heard a thunderstorm, when in reality, it was the sound of the man's body, cracking into pieces. identification is an obvious bitch process.

our metro system is extremely costly, a delay in minutes costs thousands.
apparently, when a person decides to suicide in this type of method, the metro system charges the mourning family with a fat bill. roughly, 2 million dollars? is what i hear.

so my topic of discussion lately revolves around suicide because of this recent event. (not to mention that at times you have to wait at the station forever to get from point A to point B because some cunt decides to involve the entire population to celebrate their last day on earth.)

i'd have to say that for japanese people, it is very common to take thy life by either hanging yourself or jumping in front of the tracks. and this got me thinking about the type of people japanese people are. then i thought about the states, and how shooting yourself is a common way of taking thy life. would choosing how we end our lives reflect our cultural background? do we just work with what we have with?
or is this something that is plotted so that it suits the personna of each individual?

but most of all.
shouldn't i be thinking of ponys and cupcakes instead?

it's tuesday. it's only fucking tuesday.

CHUCKY RETURNS...

after coming back from lunch break, someone decided to visit my desk:



LOL. the shit i have to deal with at work!!! :P

日本の夏と言えば！

summer in tokyo consists of the following events:
1) friends coming to visit/returning home for vacay!
2) events, events events!!

so nyc visited and we had a touristic day in tokyo.
without these lovely visitors, i think the tokyo kids
forget how cool tokyo can really be! so thank youuuu
for coming~ <3

at the aquarium, i spotted this:



OMG! imagine getting this as your engagement ring!!!
超すてき～！！！

and then, i also came across this section at the bookstore when i was with australia:



oh hellll yes!! totally pumped me up. the new one is
coming out come 9/4. HELLA CAN'T WAIT!!!