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I returned from New York yesterday. Then I thought I'd wait to write an entry in my journal until I got the pictures off the camera, but I am so annoyed with all of them that I'm not going to put them up. They make me look like a fat boy with pigtails. (Only the pigtail part is correct.) The ones that don't show me have the date written in yellow down in the corner and it's in the WAY.
More in a minute.
EDIT: We went through Central Park trying to get to the Museum of Fine Arts, but instead of going there, we landed up exploring Shakepeare's garden and Bevedere castle (both are in Central Park). Shakespeare's garden was okay, it's just a nice garden with some plaques with Shakespeare's stuff on them. The castle was more interesting, not because it was a castle (it was actually a really small stone structure with three floors), but it was the highest point in Central Park so it had a nice view and a nice "porch," too. I took a bunch of pictures of the lake near it and enjoyed the weather, which was nice. We spent a couple hours doing that, and then came out on the other side of Central Park, and had lunch. I had been a little sick the day before that, so I requested comfort food, and got unsurprising Italian. That was good, too. I will take this moment to note that everything was really easy on this trip. I felt better after that.
After lunch and a break, we went to the Frick. (My father said, "No need to use that kind of language with me!" He was joking. He's been there before.) It's a little art museum in the house of this guy who was an asshole and had a great art collection. It's quiet and there are guards everywhere so you won't touch anything, and then there are paintings and sculptures and chairs, and a couple pretty gardens. I especially liked the pictures by Turner (the sky was really pretty in all of them), and an amazing clock in what I remember was the Enamel Room.
On the last day, we went to Book Off and Cafe Zaiya. I spent like $100 on books and CDs, mostly the CDs since five of the books were a dollar apiece (!). I found things like Tales of Destiny drama CDs for $7 apiece, and I thought it was really important to buy them---so I did. Only when I got on the bus did I realize they were incomplete parts from a series, which really opens the door to more spending on my part. I mean, I want the stuff I don't have, now. Oops. But I have what I have for really cheap. The books were more from my favorite series of schizophrenic cookbooks for Japanese housewives, called something like "my cooking notes," written by someone called "Mrs. Bell." They have lots of basic food that every housewife would know how to make. I find this interesting.
We ate at basically all the same places that I visited last time I was in New York, only this time around it was with my Grandma. She told me she was used to visiting only the most touristy places with a bunch of old people who couldn't breathe right or walk or not go to the bathroom several times during dinner. So she said I was "batting 1.000." :D She did her part, she was very cool about eating things that other people would be fussy about, like Nagasaki champon and chicken livers, and she had about the same endurace for walking as I did, which worked out perfectly. Overall I did not have to "take care" of her or "deal with" my goofy mother (mostly), so it felt like a very nice trip. I will probably go back to New York next winter, and maybe I will try to round out my collection of crazy Japanese cookbooks, and visit some more interesting art museums.
EDIT: Instead of recent pictures, here's a picture I found while cleaning my room: me when I was 12ish wearing a yukata?, standing in front of the tanabata tree. I am the one in white. I think we are trying to look dreamy with out fans. Here's one with my Japanese teacher, and may she forgive me for putting this up in my filthy fantasy-filled journal. This was back when I took Japanese classes over the summer. I think I had had about a year of weekly Japanese classes when this was taken. Most important about this picture is that this is about the best I will ever look in a kimono!!!!!! (I didn't have boobs yet.)
More in a minute.
EDIT: We went through Central Park trying to get to the Museum of Fine Arts, but instead of going there, we landed up exploring Shakepeare's garden and Bevedere castle (both are in Central Park). Shakespeare's garden was okay, it's just a nice garden with some plaques with Shakespeare's stuff on them. The castle was more interesting, not because it was a castle (it was actually a really small stone structure with three floors), but it was the highest point in Central Park so it had a nice view and a nice "porch," too. I took a bunch of pictures of the lake near it and enjoyed the weather, which was nice. We spent a couple hours doing that, and then came out on the other side of Central Park, and had lunch. I had been a little sick the day before that, so I requested comfort food, and got unsurprising Italian. That was good, too. I will take this moment to note that everything was really easy on this trip. I felt better after that.
After lunch and a break, we went to the Frick. (My father said, "No need to use that kind of language with me!" He was joking. He's been there before.) It's a little art museum in the house of this guy who was an asshole and had a great art collection. It's quiet and there are guards everywhere so you won't touch anything, and then there are paintings and sculptures and chairs, and a couple pretty gardens. I especially liked the pictures by Turner (the sky was really pretty in all of them), and an amazing clock in what I remember was the Enamel Room.
On the last day, we went to Book Off and Cafe Zaiya. I spent like $100 on books and CDs, mostly the CDs since five of the books were a dollar apiece (!). I found things like Tales of Destiny drama CDs for $7 apiece, and I thought it was really important to buy them---so I did. Only when I got on the bus did I realize they were incomplete parts from a series, which really opens the door to more spending on my part. I mean, I want the stuff I don't have, now. Oops. But I have what I have for really cheap. The books were more from my favorite series of schizophrenic cookbooks for Japanese housewives, called something like "my cooking notes," written by someone called "Mrs. Bell." They have lots of basic food that every housewife would know how to make. I find this interesting.
We ate at basically all the same places that I visited last time I was in New York, only this time around it was with my Grandma. She told me she was used to visiting only the most touristy places with a bunch of old people who couldn't breathe right or walk or not go to the bathroom several times during dinner. So she said I was "batting 1.000." :D She did her part, she was very cool about eating things that other people would be fussy about, like Nagasaki champon and chicken livers, and she had about the same endurace for walking as I did, which worked out perfectly. Overall I did not have to "take care" of her or "deal with" my goofy mother (mostly), so it felt like a very nice trip. I will probably go back to New York next winter, and maybe I will try to round out my collection of crazy Japanese cookbooks, and visit some more interesting art museums.
EDIT: Instead of recent pictures, here's a picture I found while cleaning my room: me when I was 12ish wearing a yukata?, standing in front of the tanabata tree. I am the one in white. I think we are trying to look dreamy with out fans. Here's one with my Japanese teacher, and may she forgive me for putting this up in my filthy fantasy-filled journal. This was back when I took Japanese classes over the summer. I think I had had about a year of weekly Japanese classes when this was taken. Most important about this picture is that this is about the best I will ever look in a kimono!!!!!! (I didn't have boobs yet.)
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I'd have liked to see pictures.
Even if they're of a fat boy with pigta(ちょｗｗなにをするｗｗあ゛ｇｒｔｒｙっｓｄｓｚ
Drama CDs are a huge scam to earn more money from the unsuspecting fans D: They're only slightly better than figurines D: $7 a piece is kinda nice, though!
You seem to be implying that not having boobs is a necessary condition for looking good in a Kimono?
Well I don't have boobs, but I can tell you, you don't want a picture of me in a Kimo(ry
キモノじゃなくてキモイ･･･なんてなｗ
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I understand other people might not find me as ugly in my pictures, but I'm still afraid that if I put them up, I'll be saying I don't think I'm ugly. (What if I really am? HAU) I'm going to try to get a worthy picture of myself when I go on vacation at the beach next week.
Uh-oh. *is also guilty of buying gashapon figurines* *and displaying them!!!! (T_T)* I figured it was okay because I haven't actually played Tales of Destiny, so I wouldn't be hearing something I already knew, and so cheap anyway!
It's actually not lack of boobs, it's having a flat body that makes kimono look good. Curves, I mean, they look like curves, which people like, but it doesn't look right.