Why, hello, you.

It's been approaching a year since I first got this blog. Lol, I'm so horrible, I barely updated this.

I think I changed a lot since then. I think I came deeper, but maybe started to act shallower. Wait, no. I'm just revealing more and more of my loud side (RAWR.) as I grow older I guess. I think, I'm not sure, that my philosophy deep inside is, "Pssh, who cares what they think. Imma act the way I want to." Which is always nice, isn't it. I probably have become more spontaneous. In school, I pretty much burst into song randomly. Very randomly. My friends look at me and say, "Sally, you are so weird." Haha, I agree with that completely.

I'm still a fan of KT. Of course, how could I leave them. But I think I'm slowly falling away from them as I get into American music more. Kame's still as seductive as ever, Jin is beautiful, Taguchi is still flipping awesome, Koki is still loud, Ueda is still a sadist, and Nakamaru is still a coward. I love them, and forever will. I'm a bit thankful, really, that I've learned to grow from them. I was a bit too obsessed with them, and KAT-TUN became more of a drug addiction than just a fandom. A celebrity crush is different from a real-life one. A real-life one is obviously much more realistic. And as much as I fantasize about it, I will never meet KAT-TUN. I imagine that when I learn to speak Japanese fluently, I'll go to some random sushi bar in Tokyo and OMG, Kame is sitting next to me. Pretending to be an innocent, unknowing tourist, I would ask Kame in Japanese, "What would you recommend, I'm new here and I'm from America." And we'd get into wonderful conversation, I'd order squid sashimi, and Kame'd be like, "OMG, you love squid, too?!" And I'd pretend that I'm not an overly obsessed fan who knows everything about him and we continue to talk about the wonders of all forms of squid. And then he would invite me to the studio and I'd meet KT. My dreams were a little.. far-fetched, no?

I remember a short "era" when I was head over heels in love with Oguri Shun. I like him, but haven't watched any of his dramas since Hana Kimi. There was this toy that was a yes/no thing and I asked it, "Will I ever meet Oguri Shun?" The first time it said no. I got a little upset over that. So I asked it again, and this time, it said yes. And that excited me. And from then on I believed that one day I'd meet him. I imagined meeting him in Manhattan, because, you know, they filmed HYD 2 there. There would be like an "anniversary" and for some random reason they'd hold it in Manhattan, and I'd see him, make friends with him, and he'd ask the director to include me in some random drama. HOLY SHMUCK, I SOUND MENTALLY ILL.

Ugh. See what gorgeous Japanese idols do to you? Sigh.

In the school library. Arianna looking at Quest pics. HOT GUYS, YO.

We have high standards for our men.

I need to do that stupid Farmer Joe Pumpkin thing. And it's 2:13 in the morning AND I have my regular hw to do.

Stressful. It really is.

And a shout-out to everyone that I saw at the open house at Tech today!! It was great seeing you there!

It was an open house for school admissions and I was checking out this one school. I was kinda lost half of the time, even though I've already been there before. I talked to a couple of students there. There was this one freshman who was pretty nice and said that Tech was awesome. He also said that he looved Russian and was doing great. Apparently he's in drama. Also, I talked to another freshman and kind of to a senior. I asked them about the admissions test. They actually got relatively low scores than the competition today. But still. I AM SO GOING TO FAIL. Sigh.

I seriously need to work on this project and then my homework. Bleehh.. And I kinda want to learn that hand/arm move from the Wonder Girls. Found out bout them from a JE fanfic, lol.

I AM SO THANKFUL. On September 20th, this blog got 52 hits. AWESOME. Therefore I must write this:

Dear beloved reader,

Whether you randomly came across this page or actually know me or read this blog for the enjoyment, I love you so much. All of my heart goes out to you. I think you are so wonderfully awesome, yes I do, yes you are. I hope that my blog entries make you feel something, whether it be happiness, humor, sad, or maybe you just think I'm an insane weirdo. But that's okay. Thank you for your kindness and if you could just perhaps make a weekly visit to this page (I'm not asking for much), I'd be so happy. And remember, you are so awesome.

Sincerely,

Sally.

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Aaaanyway. Now that I've gotten my thanks across, it's time to get down to business.

School's still in session. This year's first assignment was due for English, and I worked my butt off all morning (okay, not all morning) to get it done. And to get my Social Studies homework done. Man, my social studies and English teachers are so TOUGH. So HARDCORE. So... frightening. At least my English teacher gives almost no homework. My social studies teacher on the other hand gives us looads of homework. Like, how am I supposed to do so much?! I can't really take in the info. Sheesh. I'm so stupid.

I got one question wrong on a math test, a 98. Which I did without a calculator, hello. Everyone else had calculators. My math teacher was like, "Sally, what the hell are you doing without a calculator?!" and I'm just like, "Nah, it's fine." And so I get to the second page faster than the person next to me. I tell you, calculators can slow you down when it comes to simple math. This was a simple math test. I mean, punching in four times eight in your calc is slower than mental math. It's just that I forgot what a real number is. What the heck's that? A whole number?

Nope, still not dead.

If you are looking at this blog, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. Because for the past month, the maximum view on this website is 36. Which makes me happy, you know? Even though it's pretty small.. BUT STILL. UNLESS YOU ARE SOME SORT OF FREAKISH STALKER WHO WANTS TO KILL ME, I LOVE YOU FOR READING MY BLOG.

Since it's going to be a toughie updating this blog, here are some other places of where I'm at:

LiveJournal. This is basically for my awesome fandom. And if you don't know that that is already, one word. KAT-TUN. I don't really post too much on my actual LJ, but I do write quite a few comments on the community KAT-TUN LOVE.

Poupeegirl. Okay, yes, the name sounds stupid. Poopiegirl!! LOL. It's a cute Japanese fashion avatar website. And there are random stuff around my house that I've posted there.

Now that that's been settled. *wipes off dust on shoulder* School has started. Um, are you that out of the loop? Yes, school has started, since the beginning of September, actually. September 9th, to be accurate. It's been ten days since that.

I think my classes are pretty awesome. Don't you? My teachers are cool, I know most of my classmates, and it's just so great this year. I'm a library monitor, so we get along FANTASTIC there. We talk and joke about the most random things. It's so hilarious. And no one does work except me. LOL. And then there's art class. Some of my best friends are in there, and I love art, so perfect combo. I've been with these guys the third year now, so we're all pretty closeand familiar with each other. And in Peerleaders, which is basically a drug prevention thing. Lots of people think I'm really quiet, but here, I'm pretty bouncy. Last year, it was all girls, but now there are a few guys. The Peerleader room is tiny, and it gets SO CRAMPED in there. Like, GEEZ.

There are some cons, of course. Okay, I have yet to catch the morning school bus. That's kind of sad. And on the bus home, the kids are sooo perverted. Every day, they'll talk about balls at least 20 times. Like, "Kick his balls!" and "But he has no balls!" "Your balls are tiny!" and all that jazz. Almost all the guys are short and haven't passed puberty yet, it's hilarious. Me, a few girls, and maybe two guys are the sane ones. And there's one girl who also makes good use of perverted vocab, and she sounds like an old lady, wears too much make-up and did I mention she sounds like an old lady? And another con. I haven't even gone outside to the courtyard even once this school year because every day I go up to the library. It's sad. I do want to gossip talk with my non-library monitor friends. And then there's the fact that I'm probably not in the top, TOP classes.  And then there's... Okay, this is the internet. I'd better keep quiet.

I need to WORK for those admissions test. So far I'm doing really sucky at the Scrambled Paragraphs. I get, like, only 2 outof 5 right. BLALHALHAFJGAgnflkenhlag. So frustrating.

Part II: Crushes

What is it about that person (or people. Oh, you're such a player) that makes your heart beat faster or makes you smile or stay up at night? At my age, lots of people have crushes on others. It's hormones and puberty, okay? For some, it's PRETTY obvious. Like my biff, she's like, "OH MY GAWD WHERE'S---" Insert the name of her crush. She pretty much NEEDS to be around him all the time. For others, they keep quiet, like a few of my other biffs. They shrug and say, "He's cute, that's all." For them, a crush is more like admiring from afar. Like noting the little things that they do, or admiring the features of so and so. But I swear, sometimes I think the obvious biff and the not-so-obvious biff are crushing on the same guy... Okay back to the topic. Do these one-sided crushes ever become mutual, like in your fantasies? Maybe, maybe not. It's hard to tell. Are you satisfied with simply "admiring from afar" or would you rather take a further step and confess? Depends on who you are and who you're crushing on.

AND BYE BYE, MY LOVED READERS.