Smeared Black Ink

I am 100% aware of the fact that I should be doing my incessant Japanese homeworking, but I was distracted by a good many things (how good is that phrase, "a good many things") and decided to blog instead. It is procrastination at it's best. No, actually.. the best is when I work my creative writing skills in my blog and not on my screenwriting homework, which would kill two birds with one stone. No, I prefer kill each bird with ONE stone, thank you very much.

I have been told three times on three different occasions over the weekend that I walk like a badass:

1) "Why do you look like you're about to kill someone when you walk?"
2) "Judging by the way you walk, I think you should be a smoker."
3) "You walk like a badass."

I've been getting this shit for years.. and it still baffles me because I'm not sure if by "badass" they mean thug... which would be so uncool.. or if they mean "hot chick Kill Bill style"... which would be... so kick ass. But seeing as I'm totally unconscious of the way I walk while in the act of walking, I'll pretend it's the kick ass way. That way I don't have to start focusing on walking differently. And people who are afraid of me can just fucking step. (big smiley face)

School's pretty cool so far. I've got two nutty professors (not fat, just crazy) and one with a fake scholarly accent. Not bad. My fourth prof is for screenwriting, and aside from him being ridiculously down to earth, looks like he was plucked right off the streets of L.A.
I could do little summaries of each, but I won't.. except my Japanese professor. Imagine Yoda's voice on the old guy from the Karate Kid. Amazing. You've got Shirakawa. Wax on wax off, sensei.

I have to give a shout out to Keith. Nothing like getting beat while you're down. If anyone is gonna do it, it's Keith. What? Boy problems? His solice: "it's ok, you're a woman and logic was bred out of your gender... but you're being an overanylitical ass." But he does a good job of cutting the crap by telling you that you're crap for taking crap from people. So hey, thanks Keith. Thanks for beating me senseless with words. The world needs more people like you.

Honesty is the new classy.

Dude, this entry was boring.
School is sucking the adventure out of me.
Somebody best start spicing things up before I start doin' it myself.

Back to the Japanese.

QUOTE OF THE DAY
Keith B: he's a cheerleader, and thus always gets into the situation of giving the SMOKING hot cheerleaders a back rub (where they don't have their shirts on), and he NEVER takes advantage.
Keith B: we think he's an idiot for it...but whatever
Keith B: see....you need a guy like that
Keith B: but because that's what you need, you're not going to be interested at all
Keith B: because you're a woman

LYRICS OF THE DAY
smeared in black ink
your palms are sweaty
and i'm barely listening to last demands
i'm staring at the asphault
wondering what's buried underneath