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Entries this day: Florian Work paul_quit pictures Florian 9:47am JST Monday 19 July 2004 Oh my goodness. I just met Florian, and I am in love. This has happened before; I meet, I fall in love, I fall out of love. Like rain. But this is a little bit different. It's not that the piercing blue eyes captivating me is different. It's not that Florian is from Switzerland. It's that Florian is a he. But those eyes, man. Wow. If I were interested in getting jiggy with men, I would be interested in getting jiggy with Florian. Wow. Right now as I type this, I'm thinking of ways to go say HI and reasons to need to ask him questions, just so I can be pierced by those piercing blue eyes. permalinkWork 10:40am JST Monday 19 July 2004 First student was a no show, which is kinda sad cause she's one of my new favorite students. She chose a few of my lessons with her few remaining points; I was really happy about that. She probably had a bit too much fun and too little sleep last night after fireworks; I hope she's aight! 5:30pm The student I just had is a HS student who is going to OZ soon for a month. I tried to be a bit genki during the lesson so she would feel relaxed; I dunno if it worked or not, but she smiled a few times. At the very end of the lesson I was like, "write a diary while you are gone," and I showed her my (Japanese) diary as an example. She took my meaning as, "write in my diary right now," which is not what I meant, but apparently seemed normal enough to her. She wrote something like, [I am going to Australia soon so he told me to write in here.] Fair enough. While she was writing I didn't want to be like, "no no you moron! your *own* diary!" and destroy any hint of confidence she may have had, and I tried to think of ways to tell her, "okay; great practice; now you can do it during your trip!" I don't know if I was successful or not, but I release the outcome. 5:35pm Kinda weird, but the postcard I wrote to the first student was given back to me after the address was written on it. "Can you post it?" The stamp has been affixed, and her address written. I can post it, and now that I have her address I can stalk her. I don't know why *this* postcard, after all the tens of postcards I've written already, can't be dropped in the mailbox by the staff. It seems like a violation of policy to give me her address. Maybe I misunderstood the reason we give the un-addressed postcards to the staff to be mailed. permalinkpaul quit 8:32am JST Tuesday 20 July 2004 Last night when I came home, I found Jen, Tetsuya, Aiko, and Olivia in Karen's new room (which happens to be below my room). I hung out with them and found out that Paul quit working for Jen's uncle. He was in charge of the computer side of things. I was pretty much floored; I was only there for a weekend, but there was no sign of quittage in Paul's behavior from what I could see. I might begin working for Jen's uncle. permalinkpictures 8:36am JST Tuesday 20 July 2004 We chat chatted and then scoped pictures and mpegs from Jen's camera. Pretty funny good stuff. permalink |