Not much happened aside from class today other than my freaking out that they probably didn't register correctly, and them reassuring me that "No, we totally did it" without showing any actual proof. That's TOTALLY comforting.
If they forget to do it or something I'll just pull an American and yell at them until it gets done.
Or they evict me. Like this eviction notice sitting next to me! Yaaay! It's in case I don't pay them the dorm fees like I told them I was going to pay sometime this week.... thanks for the reminder, jerks.
I got ramen today too! SOOOO good! Real ramen is entirely different from instant ramen. Like..... the only way that they resemble each other is that both are hot and have noodles in them. But the noodles are even different. It's craziness! Wait, I got a picture, that'll help:
Man, it was so good. And probably the sole most expensive thing in the cafeteria. But it's so filling you don't need to buy any side dishes or rice with it, so it comes down to about the same anyways.
You probably all hate me because of this delicious food that I keep talking about. I bet you're so hungry looking at that.
So here's a picture of a dirty toilet:
That's a bidet. You can tell because of all the fancy gadgety things on the side and the fact that the seat is heated. Also, there is a button on there with a picture of a dude's butt and some water shooting up it. I'm serious. At least you know what's coming if you press it, and if you don't that's your own fault, or your parents for dropping you on your head.
Not bad enough?
Delicious free apple juice! This is all sorts of inviting and explains the importance of private bathrooms in our own dorms, even if they come with sinks attached to the toilets (and lack aforementioned free apple juice).
A package arrived without me today and as a result they left a letter laughing at me for not being around instead of the package. So instead of going food shopping like I was planning on tomorrow I am stuck sitting in my dorm waiting for Mr Postman to arrive with my box of socks and murder weapons (collection. I COLLECT murder weapons that murderers have used to murder people. It's artistic).
After that I'll leave you with some Roshi wisdom to prove I'm not entirely insane, or in fact so phenomenally insane that I've come out on the other side as super wise (I share a birthday with Confucious you know. Look it up. September 28.):
People in misery and in glory yearn for solitude.
Both sides of the coin why should others see me?
Either in their glory or in their shame.
But that without perspective has no existence.
As the day needs the night to have meaning, so do we need others in our lives to give meaning to that.
You can boast about how righteous you are. How powerful you are.
But with nothing to compare it to, you are not good.
You can be afraid of the world. You can claim to be wicked and disgusting.
But with nobody to judge you, you are not evil.
Keep friends in your life for these reasons.
Because without witness you have no meaning.
Now let us counteract that melodrama with a cute picture:
Ducky goes "quack quack."
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