This is your brain on Japan.

Man, why do these jerks keep insisting I wake up early?

So I woke up late today and went 10 mintues after class registration started. Only one of my classes was filled and I only wanted to take it cause it's supposedly really popular anyways (Chado - the art of Japanese Tea Ceremony). But the class I REALLY wanted to take was still open and it didn't conflict with my schedule so...hurrah hurrah. No harm no foul. And the guy helping us all was British, and he was arguing with one of the French students. Battle of the European accents for the win.

Holy crap I just left this window open for a good two hours not writing anything in it.

ANYWAYS. There was a "get to know your floormates!" event tonight. I missed the first hour and a half, and then Xanfing came and asked if I was going to it. So I went twenty minutes later, in time for the assembly. Which had the usual taiko drumming Japanese traditional dancing events, and an amusing speech by some professor, as well as the Dorm Director being severely awkward on stage, which was also entertaining.

AND THEN FREE FOOD! DEAR GOD YES! Although we had to pay the price of sitting through all those speeches at that assembly.

So then after the free food we had to sit through more. Buh...wuh? WHY IS THERE ALWAYS A PRICE FOR FREE FOOD! Jesus could just MAKE fish to eat. I wish I had that ability.

But it actually wasn't that bad. These two cute kids (by which I mean they were both about 20) went on stage and the girl sang some songs and the guy played guitar. First song was some Chinese ballad, and the second was....Why? by Avril Lavigne. Yeah, that's right. Fucking Japan.

And while we were waiting for the next act to set up (took them about 25 minutes for some reason, which is odd considering they went on stage and danced) they bumped another act up which was a group of 8 people dancing to... Oh Mickey You're So Fine. 4 girls, 4 guys. Two of the guys were wearing skirts. Fucking Japan.

And while STILL waiting for the next act, one of the RAs went on stage and told us to stomp our feet twice. Then clap our hands. Then stomp twice. Then clap your hands. And keep doing that. And then he broke into an acapella rendition of We Will Rock You.

Fucking.

Japan.

At least the Japanese traditional dancers after that were cute, and the outfits were cool. And Sjorv (I will never spell his name right. The Dutch kid) and Jenny were both there so I had people to talk to that wasn't a complete loss. Hurray grammar [cuts self]. Some other people introduced me, some guy who smelled really bad followed me around for a bit. That's aboot all.

Tomorrow I can sleep in. Cause it's Saturday.

AND NOBODY CAN TAKE THAT AWAY FROM ME.