一 (ichi)
A friend told me that a certain “online journal” was too immature and gimmicky for me and that I should really consider moving forward with my blogging endeavours. I associate journals with the lock-and-key diaries that girls always seem to get the minute they turn eight years old. I will no longer begin entries with “Dear Diary…” (Success!)
So here I stand, hoping to be accepted as an adult blogger. I think I’m finally (well, for the most part) finished with the teenage angst that I carried with me since my t(w)eens (a.k.a the silverchair years). Although I still find myself in various funks every now and then (blame it on the S.A.D), I maintain a positive attitude.
You will probably find bits of Japanese dispersed throughout this because I am learning it in school and need to practice in hopes of going to school in Tokyo in the distant future, so be prepared.
