japantown and july 4.

Man, I love that place. I love it so much I want to kill it.

Honestly, though. I'm sick of going to Japantown. I only go there for food and pictures. And maybe not even food. But I go there because I'm a PikaPika addict. XD

Today, I figured out that my brother is the most amazing decorator ever. He covered up our faces with a bunch of random crap. I salute him for that. Why? Because I looked really bad in that picture. And now, you can't even see me. >:D

I finally got my very own kanji dictionary! :] I'm such a nerd, I know. XD Oh, I also got a Japanese-English English-Japanese dictionary. But I use it mainly for the English-Japanese part. Because the kanji dictionary is Japanese-English. Does that make any sense at all? O.o

I think this was the first Japantown trip when I didn't buy anything. :O I'm amazed.

Alrighties, moving on to the next topic. July 4.

I hate July 4 like no other. Why? Because a certain person and I made a promise. Let's call that person Samus. (I play too many video games.) Samus promised me that we would watch fireworks together on July 4. Well, that never happened. Why? Because SHE FUCKING DUMPED ME before we could do that. :/

Okay, it's not that bad. She didn't dump me. She broke up with me. Sorry. >.>

The thing is, I don't have any feelings for her anymore. We're just friends. It's just that... I miss having someone there to hold my hand. ><

Also, I don't like to break promises. :/ And speaking of promises, another reason why I don't like going to Japantown is because one of my best friends promised to buy me a crepe the next time we go. I'm just waiting until we go before I get a crepe. Because I've never had a crepe before. P:

I WANT A FUCKING CREPE.