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I’m afraid of spaghetti. It’s too easy to prepare and the directions that come on the side of the packet it comes in are virtually foolproof. Every time I browse the isles of the local grocery store, I usually make sure to stock up on spaghetti. I have a favorite brand here in the local [...]

I had a strange dream last night. Long story short, I dreamt that I was the only person on earth that would face an army of evil spirits - that could not be stopped. I had to face them with a blunt Iaito Sword and a simple hakama. I had no armour on, and everyone [...]

Sometimes - when stress from daily life and classes get to me - I wonder what it would be like for me to “take off” and choose a completely different path in life.
Many of my friends (real and imaginary) and family are sick of me and my “fads”. Here are some of the jobs I [...]

In the very last moment, I was asked to perform in a comparative concert in a Buddhist Temple somewhere between Tokyo and Chiba-prefecture. The three instruments involved were the Oud (the instrument I play), the Renaissance/Baroque Lute (the son of the person who invited played these two instruments) and the Biwa (Japanese Lute that [...]

Okay, and so I just came back from my university’s Enterance Ceremony, which would be the opposite of a Graduation Ceremony (and I still don’t see the point). The President of the University gave a speech to which most of the “graduate students” did not pay attention. I know this because I was in the [...]

As I had my breakfast this morning *cough cough* (it wasn’t really morning anymore, and then again, it wasn’t much of a breakfast either) I remembered that I had a terrible, terrible dream last night. In order to understand why I might have had such a nightmare, I decided to reflect back on the events [...]

Scene 1:  Nightmare on the Night Before July 20th:
I am imprisoned in a world-wide police operation that takes all male youth of a “particular ethnic/religious background” who are being educated abroad in an attempt to rob the countries to which these young men belong of a class of educated youth. So, I find myself being told [...]

Since I started this diet I’m on three days ago; I’ve been having strange dreams. I don’t know if it’s the lack of food (or the actual lack of sleep I’m getting because of staying up so late TRYING to study). Here are some scenese that are playing through my head:
1. Scene 1: I’m driving [...]

Since I started this diet I’m on three days ago; I’ve been having strange dreams. I don’t know if it’s the lack of food (or the actual lack of sleep I’m getting because of staying up so late TRYING to study). Here are some scenese that are playing through my head:
1. Scene 1: I’m driving [...]

今日、ちょっと面白い夢を見た。　日本語の授業の後、国際交流会館に帰った。　疲れると感じした、だからうとうと寝ることを決めた。　でも、このうとうとことはぐっすりになった。　そのまで、明日の授業から準備するにつもりだった。残念ですね～
寝る時に、面白い夢を見た。　この夢に、僕が友達と国立市の喫茶店に会うに行ったし、喫茶店の店員は入らせなかった。この人の話で、僕は四千円 払わなければならなかった。ヤクザの人はこのお金を取るらしい。この店員は僕に「エルヴィス プレスリー 」で呼んだ。　僕は全然エルヴィス プレスリー さんと似ていらないと思う。　ちょっと変だった。
その後で、目を開けた。汗をかいていた。部屋に目を回った。　だれもがあった。　安全ですよ。　国立市は安全ですよ。